On the electronic screen, Ding Zhe recounted in detail the process of his diplomatic mission and his conversation with Shiraishi Yoshijo. Even when the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning heard that unreasonable demand, his expression did not change in the slightest. His composure was clearly impeccable.
Only when Ding Zhe asked how he should reply to Shiraishi Yoshijo did the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning appear somewhat hesitant.
"The peace treaty cannot be rushed. As for Shiraishi Yoshijo's proposal to build a wall, give me a few days to consider it. Have you met with Oyashiro En, Takemoto Masamasa, and Kawaigawa Aonobu?"
"No. They would not even acknowledge me."
"Is that so? Think of something. If you can persuade those three, the process may go much more smoothly."
"Lord Daimyo, forgive my bluntness. Peach Country may have an electoral system, but Shiraishi Yoshijo is a dictator in every sense of the word. Even if those three are willing to speak for the Land of Lightning, the final decision still rests with Shiraishi Yoshijo."
"I know. But you also understand the situation at home. Ever since news of the Land of Earth's destruction arrived, the people have been panic-stricken. Even children know that Peach Country will attack the Land of Lightning sooner or later. At a time like this, I need not explain the importance of a peace treaty—you understand it well enough. It would still be good to have a few people speak favorably of us. I am counting on you for this. Put more effort into it."
At that, the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning changed the subject. "Building a wall along the border is obviously proof that Shiraishi Yoshijo means us no good. Agreeing to it would be slow suicide. Do not agree unless there