Inside the Federation airship, Robes stood in the cabin for a while, watching several inspection personnel enter. After his expression shifted a few times, he strode quickly outside.
As for Durant, who had turned to ashes below, he had no interest in giving him another look.
Once in the corridor, he tried to find Fantana, hoping the latter would step forward in Durant's place.
Though he was not particularly close to this military representative and would have a hard time persuading him, Robes believed he could offer terms that would satisfy him.
However, when he went looking, he discovered that Fantana had already left. This caught him completely off guard. He assumed Fantana had seen through his intentions early on and deliberately avoided him by leaving in advance, which darkened his expression considerably.
He could not shoulder this matter himself, nor did he want to.
But there was still one person who might be able to.
Ethan Walker.
That Federation hero they had built up.
He suddenly felt that bringing this man along had been an incomparably correct decision.
Because of the unique nature of Throne Fighters, they were generally not promoted too heavily before the public for political reasons. Once personal martial strength combined with public prestige, deification would become inevitable, and that would deal a tremendous blow to a nation's ruling structure.
Governments everywhere had always gone to great lengths to avoid such a situation. Some countries even treated Fighters as taboo and conducted no publicity whatsoever. The more mature the political system, the more so.
Yet the Federation had been willing to create a heroic figure like Ethan Walker. His strength, meanwhile, would always be kept within certain limits and never allowed to exceed their control. When necessary, he could cooperate with the government in guiding public