Klein made the World speak in a low voice. "Mr. Moon, you aren't talking about the Indigenous People of the Rorsted Archipelago, are you?"
Emlyn coughed. "...Let's say I am."
Fors exclaimed admiringly, "I never realized you were so kind, Mr. Moon. Seeing the oppressed natives actually made you think about how to lead them in resisting the colonizers."
"...Uh-huh."
The World said calmly, "But that's very difficult. After all, the colonized are mostly ordinary people without much Beyonder power, while the colonizers have not only powerful warships and cannons, but also powerful Beyonders. The disparity in their fighting strength is far too great. It's difficult."
Klein actually had considerable authority to speak on this matter. After all, as the holder of the Sea God Scepter, he probably knew more about the Sea God Church and the Indigenous People of the Rorsted Archipelago than anyone else present.
Over the past several centuries, they had risen in resistance time and again, only to be mercilessly crushed every time. There was not the slightest glimmer of hope.
Emlyn hesitated before asking, "Then what if... there were Beyonders specifically assigned to deal with their Beyonders?"
"Then you would first have to stir the colonized people's desire to resist and make them understand what they're resisting for. That's actually very difficult. After prolonged oppression, most people have long since lost their fighting spirit, become numb, and grown accustomed to meekly accepting their lot."
One only had to think back to how difficult Huaxia's long struggle against invasion and colonization had been.
"All right, I understand."
Of course, Emlyn did not really understand much, but he had gathered that this was not something that could be explained in a few words.
Alger turned to Little Sun Derrick. "Mr. Sun, how did your exploration go last