Seeing that all the Councilors and senior Councilors had fallen silent, Patrick pressed his advantage and continued.
"Also, there is one more point I would like to add." Patrick glanced at Dar'Khan, who sat in the outer ring, and continued, "As for assigning responsibility for this incident, as far as I know, the places that suffered disaster were all Councilors' fiefs. I believe those chiefly responsible for this incident should handle the aftermath and pay full compensation, as a warning to others in power that status and authority go hand in hand with responsibility and contribution."
"As nobles, the ruling class of Quel'Thalas, if they enjoy only their noble status and the power of life and death over other elves, yet refuse to shoulder responsibility or contribute anything to the people, I do not think they deserve a place in the leadership."
Since all pretense had already been torn away, Patrick had nothing left to worry about. In the past, the Council had only resorted to petty tricks behind the scenes, while maintaining a harmonious appearance. At least the senior Councilors had managed to leave one another alone on the surface. Using a few tricks in secret was normal.
Yet as soon as this plenary session of the Silvermoon Council began, immediately after His Majesty Anasterian finished speaking, Senior began attacking Patrick, directing every accusation at him. He plainly intended to push Patrick straight out of Quel'Thalas's inner circle. Faced with this situation, Patrick had no reason to remain silent.
By now, Patrick's Floating City had been built, and its various operations were stabilizing. He had also honed himself through prolonged combat. Although Senior was a ninth-tier Archmage, in Patrick's eyes, he had merely advanced earlier. When it came to actual combat, Patrick had no fear at all. Even if