At that moment, squads of guards entered the conference room, their guns loaded and ready.
The Marleyan officers seated around the room reacted in different ways.
Some looked frightened, thinking this was a coup by the family, while others thought the Tybur Family was simply acting with utter arrogance.
Several Marleyan generals who did not understand the situation immediately asked in confusion:
"What's going on?"
"Who let the guards in?!"
"You fools. Do you have a problem with the Head of State?" Navy Marshal Sissoff sneered.
"The... Head of State? What do you mean? What does the Tybur Family have to do with the Head of State?"
Magath's face darkened when he heard this. As he had long suspected, the Tybur Family had been ruling Marley from behind the scenes all along. Had Willy Tybur finally decided to show his hand?
"Good afternoon, everyone." Willy Tybur entered the conference room with impeccable gentlemanly grace.
Calvi vacated his seat, but Willy Tybur did not sit down. Instead, he patted Calvi and motioned for him to return to the seat at the head of the table.
"My name is Willy Tybur, head of the Tybur Family. Our family never intended to involve itself in politics, but with Marley now facing threats both within and without, I have no choice but to help put Marley back on track. The Head of State has given me full command of this war."
Expressions shifted around the room. Everyone understood that Willy Tybur already controlled the Head of State-or rather, that he was the true Head of State.
"Captain Magath, you have repeatedly refused to meet with me, and you even sent troops loyal to you to seal off the capital, preventing the Tybur Family from communicating with the outside world. What exactly did you intend