Uzmi seemed unable to listen to such remarks any longer. The corners of his mouth turned down slightly, and his brow furrowed as clear disgust showed on his face.
He gently shook his head, the motion slow yet firm, then reached out and tapped the control panel.
The image on the screen vanished instantly, returning to the gray-white background from before, as though all the ugliness and hypocrisy had been wiped away at once. The conference room fell silent again.
Uzmi spoke again, his tone now more serious and grounded in reality. He turned the subject to the international situation.
"The Atlantic Federation has also been placing greater pressure on nations that have adopted a neutral stance."
There was a trace of resigned acceptance in Uzmi's voice.
"They say that if we do not enter the war as part of the United Nations Forces, we will be regarded as hostile nations. Naturally, Orb is no exception."
His words clearly revealed the external pressure Orb was facing.
They were using the deaths of the soldiers slaughtered in Alaska as political propaganda, stirring up anti-Coordinator sentiment in the process.
This propaganda was aimed not only at civilians, but also at nations that had consistently maintained neutrality, pressuring them through the United Nations framework.
There was no anger in Uzmi's voice, only a calm analysis of such political tactics.
Although Orb itself had not been directly affected by this political propaganda, and its people had not been incited by it, a few countries had indeed yielded to the Earth Forces militarily and diplomatically as a result, ultimately joining the ranks of the United Nations Forces.
"Countries with unclear positions are frightening."
Mr. Muruta suddenly spoke. His voice was low and forceful, sounding especially abrupt in the silent conference room.
Muruta's voice carried his