Although Free City had prepared with utmost seriousness, the possibility of this conference being obstructed was practically infinitesimal.
By then, the leaders of humans and Demi-Humans from across the entire continent would gather here.
Free City would not even need to handle security itself.
The contingents brought by the various factions would be enough to deal with most situations. Much like the latter half of an election campaign, it was merely a formality. But it was a formality that had to be completed.
Dark rested and recuperated, awaiting the following day.
September 5th.
Just as the morning sunlight rose over the horizon, a formidable Orc army appeared on one side of Free City.
Some marched on the ground, some flew through the skies, and some even prowled beneath the earth.
The Orcs advanced along three routes, their roars unceasing as they abruptly roused Free City from its slumber.
The city guards stationed atop the gates looked upon the dense ranks of Orcs, and their pressure immediately doubled.
The sight before them was as if they had returned to the days before the war had ended. In sheer presence alone, the Orc army had never lagged behind anyone.
For this conference, the Orcs attended as "invitees." Their participation had depended on the Elven race's persuasion.
Of course, the Elven race had initially only contacted figures such as the "Lionheart King," the leader of the Orc kingdom.
The Orc royal family had not even believed the message relayed by the Elven race, only changing their attitude after conducting their own investigation.
As a result, the news spread everywhere, and nearly every tribal chief wanted to take part in this grand occasion.
Some chiefs had received invitations, while even more arrived uninvited.
One way or another, such a massive contingent had gathered without