The World Government was still working to ensure the procedure was properly followed.
Oran had not originally been royalty of a member nation. That kind of status would have been much easier to deal with.
Even if something unexpected had happened, as long as he could reestablish his country and produce the Celestial Gold, he could naturally regain a member nation's seat with the World Nobles' approval.
But Oran's status required going through the proper channels. If the proposal was raised but failed to pass, the Five Elders would lose face. This period before the meeting began was meant for sounding people out.
"This matter is already settled. There can be no surprises."
"King Yumi Bing, you understand what we mean."
The Five Elders each spoke in turn, making their intentions clear and successfully conveying their message.
Even among the Celestial Dragons, the five of them stood at the very peak.
Whether kings or commoners, they all looked the same in the Five Elders' eyes. There was no fundamental difference between them; it only depended on what value they could provide. Even Cobra, who shared the bloodline of the Twenty Kings, would still have to die if he violated a taboo.
The Divine Knights within the Celestial Dragons already had the authority to manage and execute Celestial Dragons. It was not that they could not accept Celestial Dragons dying. They simply could not accept them dying at outsiders' hands.
"Piltover's King Oran, this way."
As the Five Elders began manipulating the proceedings according to their original arrangement, the red-robed, bearded man brought Oran to a special room within Mary Geoise.
Two rows of guards in heavy armor stood neatly in the spacious chamber. They were elite soldiers selected by the World Government, strong enough to exchange a few moves with