A moment later, Akumali stood on the steps outside Lin Qi's house, bidding Lin Qi farewell before slowly walking down the steps.
Surrounded by his followers, he left the place. Watching them disappear into the distance, Lin Qi shook his head.
Akumali was prepared to die, but he did not understand that sometimes the path people could see was not necessarily a path at all.
The rise of any people or nation had nothing to do with peace! And the Federation had only just undergone such a rise! After a naval battle that concerned the Federation's national fate, and with Gefra constantly forcing the Federation to take a position on various matters, the Federation had no choice left.
Either it could be like Nagaril was now, kneeling on the ground with its head bowed and accepting whatever the other side offered.
Or it could stake its national fate on a battle! Fortunately, the Federation had won. As a result, it began to rise rapidly in the International Community. Therefore, in this world, there had never been a victory that could be obtained without bloodshed and sacrifice.
Diplomacy was merely a means of increasing one's gains after victory, or preserving one's dignity when suffering losses. It could not serve as a weapon.
Although the Federation's diplomatic activity had not been vigorous at the time, it had not been nonexistent. But who had taken the Federation seriously?
No. No one had ever taken the Federation seriously, because it had not displayed its strength or made those people feel the destruction the Federation could bring at any time and in any place.
Rebirth always came after destruction. If a nation wanted to be reborn from the ruins of its ideology or the ruins of war, it had to possess resolve.
The resolve to