Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 312 004. The Arden Conference (Part 4)
Ling corrected, "To be precise, there are Fate Masters involved."

She chuckled and continued, "That's quite intriguing. With both White Walkers and Fatebringers, the answer is already obvious, given that they can bring people from both races together."

Everyone was silent.

"Furthermore, where did they get the audacity to attack us? What are they relying on?"

Ling continued.

She tapped the table intentionally or unintentionally, making a "tap, tap" sound, and spoke at a moderate pace, guiding everyone's thoughts.

“In today’s world, there aren’t many who know about the existence of the White Walkers in District 16 and dare to openly challenge them.”

"Leaving aside the human side for now, in the current world situation, there are the old noble White Walkers in Districts 1*, 2 and 4 far away on the western coast, as well as the ambitious mixed race in District 13, and the newly emerged White Walkers near District 7 in the Arctic Circle."

(*Division of areas: Similar to using the Prime Meridian as the dividing line, and calculating eastwards, but please do not apply this fictional world to the real world map.)
"The shadow of these carnivores can be clearly seen behind the organization. In recent years, human development has threatened the status of these old White Walkers. They want to divert attention from the conflict and use it to deplete human strength. This has been going on for more than just a year or two."

“If they really are our old friends, then this is going to be difficult. They always come uninvited. Maybe we should give them a surprise next time,” said Takeshi Kato Ren with a smile.

"Hey, old man, isn't it still my speaking time?" Ling squinted, looking quite resentful.

"Ah, your light stopped flashing a long time ago." Wu Xiang tapped her desktop from a distance.

Ling lowered her head; the lights were off.

She rolled her eyes and decided to stop talking.

The old man had higher authority than her and could easily take over her speaking time.

"So now everyone understands, right? Our next discussion will inevitably revolve around the 'NA Organization.' What are your suggestions?"

Wu Xiang ignored Ling's eye roll, his face neither flushed nor out of breath.

"In my opinion, we should issue an arrest warrant immediately, mobilize all the enforcement agencies in each state, county, and city to wipe out the evil organization, and at the same time contact the human side to put pressure on other forces in other districts under the pretext of fighting 'terrorism', making an example of them."

A middle-aged man wearing a gold-rimmed monocle spoke meticulously.

"Hmm." Wu Xiang smiled and nodded.

“In my opinion, we cannot be rash in this matter. Right now, the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. Taking immediate action would easily alert them,” said another man with slicked-back hair, tugging at his long, thin beard.

"Hmm." Wu Xiang smiled and nodded.

"We don't know enough about the organization yet, and it might not be easy to wipe it out rashly. The most urgent task is to send an elite team to investigate the organization's headquarters, its leader, and to collect evidence of collusion with other regions."

Another member of parliament said the same thing.

"Hmm." Wu Xiang smiled and nodded.

"What? Do the councilors have no confidence in our soldiers? Don't be fooled by the peace and stability of District 16 for so many years. The tranquility is just an illusion. The bloodshed behind the scenes has already tempered our soldiers into invulnerable warriors." The speaker was another white-bearded old man with a short, dense beard and a stern expression.

“Mr. Hidei, I just hope that our soldiers can reduce unnecessary sacrifices. You know, the one who is really eyeing us has not yet shown up.”

"Since we're going to make an example of them, we naturally need to send our elite forces to strike with overwhelming force, catching them off guard. Otherwise, if they hear the news and flee District 16, wouldn't all our preparations be for nothing?"

Ling tilted her head to the side and propped it up, listening listlessly to the group's dubious discussion.

Despite their constant talking, it's all meaningless. Sometimes she can't help but wonder if the White Walker's higher-ups have gotten too used to a comfortable life and have been living in ease for too long, which is why they've raised such a bunch of good-for-nothings.

Ling glanced at Wu Xiang. She was familiar with the old man's style and hated these formalities the most, but today these politicians were letting them do as they pleased, which meant there was still more entertainment to come.

"Minister Wen, what do you think?"

Wu Xiang smiled broadly at his old rival.

"Hmph, how can I see? I'll see with my own eyes." The old man didn't seem stubborn; he was familiar with Wu Xiang's tone, and the two of them never gave each other a friendly look.

Clearly, Prime Minister Moon did not want to get involved in such a meaningless topic and lose face.

"Everyone," Akira Akahoshi said in a deep voice, interrupting the others' discussion.

Many of the councilors present looked at the square-faced man.

Akira Akahoshi, as the executive officer of the Left Capital, wields considerable influence in the political arena. His rivals are wary of his meticulousness, while his supporters trust his judgment.

"Among those of you here, there are many who understand this. So I'll get straight to the point: right now, what we should really be doing is preventing our colleagues from leaking the information from this meeting."

Akira Akira said expressionlessly, and then, as if seeking opinions, he looked up at the old man, the Martial Prime Minister, directly above him.

Some people looked surprised, while others calmed down from the heated argument. Some fell silent, while others began to breathe rapidly.

The old man remained silent for a moment, then his smile broadened.
"Ah."

Having received approval, Akira Akahoshi turned around, looked around, and said to everyone present, "As you all just saw, the organization has White Walkers. So where do these White Walkers come from? The 16th District is almost entirely populated by native White Walkers, so the answer is obvious. Perhaps many of you here are colluding with the organization. The organization started out in the intelligence business, so maybe it's those traitors who allow the organization to know so much about our internal affairs."

"Hmph, I'd like to see who has the audacity to defy the world and collude with such terrorists," Old Man Xiujing sneered.

"Pfft."

Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Old man Xiujing raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Mr. Xiujing, please calm down." Ling Tan spoke softly, not even glancing at him, and said in a low voice, "As far as I know, your son-in-law seems to be a member of the organization, right?"

The middle-aged Otherworldly man's face turned ashen: "Miss Ling, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

Ling pretended to accept the instruction, nodded, and said, "Mr. Xiujing is right. We can't just say things carelessly. As for food, just eat whatever you want. Whether it's a banquet for young girls, a stew for married women, embezzling large sums of money, or selling off private funds, as long as you're not full, you should still eat what you want."

"Ling girl!" The old man suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodshot. "What do you mean?!"

“Me?” Ling raised her head, looking relaxed. “The literal meaning.”

She remained seated, leaning back in her chair with her legs crossed, the black leather pants on her long legs swaying slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"Lord Wu! How dare this inexperienced young girl slander a high-ranking official in a meeting!"

he asked in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)