Chapter 608: You Really Think I'm Not Invincible?
Ursula saw that several faces had darkened, especially those of the Saints from the Human Empire and the Winged Folk.
They knew exactly what the Radiant Pope meant.
Their two races had the most Saints. Of the twenty Saints needed for ten Forward Outposts, roughly ten would come from them.
Yet the Ten-Thousand-Year Vice Hall Master said calmly, "Ceasefire, Sunset, and Frost, the three Human Empires, will take charge of three Forward Outposts. You must provide at least six Saints."
The Saint of the Winged Folk twitched. Clearly, they had underestimated the Radiant Pope's forcefulness. Ursula went on to assign the Winged Folk three Forward Outposts as well, requiring them to provide six Saints.
Then Ursula continued, "The three branches of the Elves will take charge of one Forward Outpost and provide two Saints."
Bernice wanted to object. She was about to say that the three branches of the Elves had only three Saints between them, but Ursula shot her a look that said, Don't try to fool me. The Ice and Snow Queen fell silent.
The Radiant Pope seemed to know a great deal. She had no intention of making Ursula spell it out...
The other factions, however, gave her long looks. They wanted to know which Saint Realm experts the three elven branches were still hiding.
"As for the Dwarf Race..." Ursula's mouth twitched. The dwarves of the Legendary Continent had suffered terribly; only one Saint remained. He cleared his throat and continued, "You can send some Legendary-Class Professionals and supply equipment and materials. Any objections?"
As the Dwarf Race's representative, Odom could hardly ignore a question from a Saint Seat like Ursula. "No objections," he said.
"That leaves three Forward Outposts. Why don't you Top Factions divide them among