Wipe out the Blazing Flame Lands.
The moment he said that, everyone present fell silent.
"Uh..."
Adalbert was the first to speak. Having worked with Ian for quite some time, the researcher knew full well that his boss, patron, and superior occasionally went mad without warning, so he said rather tactfully, "For the Empire, this would indeed count as a world-shaking achievement... but Ian."
"No matter what, the Blazing Flame Lands have two Fifth Energy Level powerhouses. They are not something you can wipe out just because the weather turns cold, are they?"
—The Seven Cities Alliance would be more like it.
If Ian had known what Adalbert was thinking, he would definitely have mocked him for being wildly arrogant too. What, just because the Seven Cities Alliance had only one Fifth Energy Level, it could be wiped out whenever one pleased?
It actually could!
But for now, he patiently explained, "The Blazing Flame Lands may be said to have two Fifth Energy Levels, but they are practically on the verge of splitting apart already."
"The Absalom Bloodline and the Nemarsas Bloodline never had a good relationship to begin with. The only reason they could form the Blazing Flame Lands together was that they needed to join hands against the Empire, Farshore Island, and the Seven Cities Alliance—but not long ago, the Empire attacked simultaneously along the western front and the Great Desert front, successfully preventing the two major bloodlines from reinforcing each other. They suffered defeat after defeat, and now their country is full of people blaming the other side for being the true culprit behind the war's failure."
"The responsibility for losing the war against the Empire has to be thrown onto the other side. In this age of voting, passing the blame is even more important. The