"Ook, we goblins still think it's safer to stay and defend Thorn Fortress!"
Since the Beastfolk had already voiced their agreement, the goblin tribe naturally had no choice.
Yet worry showed on the goblin's face, just as Nalant had expected.
The goblins opposed going to defend the Land of Death solely because these fellows were far too afraid of dying.
"Prince Budolon, rest assured. We humans understand the terror of the Dark Abyss best, so at such a critical time, we know to put the greater good first."
"Now that the vote has been concluded, I hope Prince Budolon will also sincerely cooperate with us for the sake of the entire Sacred Alliance!"
Budolon snorted coldly at this and said nothing further.
Thus, the allied army's strategic plan was finally decided.
At this point, Nalant offered a few words of thanks to the King of the Hill before preparing to return to his seat.
"Nalant, on behalf of the entire alliance, I thank you this time!"
However, Theodore stepped forward at that moment and likewise murmured his thanks into Nalant's ear.
"President Theodore, you're too courteous. This crisis concerns the entire Sacred Continent, and my Storm Territory cannot escape it either!"
"And I also believe the first plan is the correct one. At the very least, extending the line of defense forward gives us enough room to resist, while also leaving us a chance to retreat!"
Nalant modestly replied to Theodore.
"Hehe, Baron Nalant truly is wise!"
Theodore then patted Nalant on the shoulder and said no more, as the meeting still had to continue.
Nalant was also about to leave, but at that moment, he felt another somewhat sharp gaze sweep over him.
Nalant looked up and saw that it came from where the kings of the six great