To Bronya's relief, the conflict between the two sides had not yet resulted in large-scale bloodshed.
However, her mother, Cocolia, and the Architects of the High Council had all been captured by the Assault Team.
In effect, Belobog's entire leadership had been caught in one fell swoop.
Given the Underworld's hatred of these nobles, the situation did not look promising.
As the highest-ranking commander currently outside Kliperburg, Bronya had no choice but to shoulder this burden.
Two choices lay before her.
The young heir to the Supreme Guardian had to make a decision.
The first was to hold their position, seek peace talks, and make certain concessions in exchange for the release of all prisoners.
The second was to storm Kliperburg. The Silvermane Guards had enough military strength to crush this armed force from the Underworld and ensure these thugs never returned alive!
But the other side would most likely kill the hostages, taking all their prisoners down with them!
After receiving the two proposals, Bronya set them on the table and looked at everyone in the temporary command room.
Among them were officers of the Silvermane Guards and descendants of the Architect Families.
To Bronya's surprise, most of these young descendants chose the second option.
"Have you lost your minds? Your elders are all inside!" Bronya exclaimed in disbelief.
"Commander, as their successors, we exist precisely to deal with situations like this," one noble declared self-righteously. "I believe that, to the noble Architects, preventing us from compromising with thugs matters more than their own lives."
He paused, then said calmly:
"To preserve the glory of the Architects, we will take over their positions after their sacrifice. And you will become the Nineteenth Supreme Guardian. Then you will be able to realize your political ambitions without any obstacles."
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