Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 927 Seating (Part 1)

Outside the city of Masel, candlelight, torches, and a dozen high-level light-elemental artifacts illuminated the open space as if it were daytime. Apart from the Inscription Master Association, which nominally sent no representatives, leaders and representatives from various countries and factions across the continent of Yatai were present. Surrounded by their guards, they stood in a circle, numbering two to three thousand. Those who could stand here were all prominent figures from their respective sectors. The accompanying troops and civilians who wanted to investigate were positioned at least two arrow-lengths away on the perimeter. It was clear that Elsmar's zoned management strategy was effective; otherwise, the sheer noise of the crowd would have drowned out all other sounds, making the meeting impossible!

At the very center of the Magdalen Gate was the official position of Suryl, the initiator and organizer of this peace conference. However, neither King Dempras nor the Queen appeared; only the newly appointed acting regent, Holmless, and the military chief of staff, Emin, were present. The guards numbered no more than a hundred men, and their morale was low, making the scene appear quite meager.

"Gentlemen, the meeting has been going on for three days now, we should come up with some rules." A man stepped forward from the north side and spoke loudly; it was Vardon, the acting chairman of the Ilp Alliance. This guy almost died in the battle of Maxi Village, but luckily he reacted quickly and escaped with his life.

At this moment, Vardon had shaken off his dejected state, his face beaming with pride and confidence. Judging from his aura, his skill had not only not declined, but had actually improved. Meanwhile, his follower, Mervyn, cautiously stayed by his master's side, glancing around with slightly fearful eyes.

"In my opinion, if we want to quell the conflicts on the continent of Yatai and usher in true peace and prosperity, we must elect a powerful, fair, and reliable suzerain state. It should redefine the new order of this continent and be responsible for overseeing that order. Otherwise, with everyone sticking to their own opinions and only thinking about their own interests, how can this ever end? What's the point of this peace conference?!" Vardon continued.

Vardon's words were not unfounded; the three-day conference was essentially a series of disputes among nations stemming from conflicting interests. If it weren't for the presence of major powers like McKinsey, Ruhr, and Kino, a full-blown war would likely have erupted long ago. This so-called peace conference was more accurately described as a grievance session or a reckoning session. Meanwhile, the McKinsey, Ruhr, Kino, and Ilpu alliance all seemed to have agreed to remain silent, allowing only smaller and medium-sized nations to stir up trouble.

Vardon's words immediately silenced the room; everyone knew that the final showdown had begun.

Aitesban sat firmly in the central position at the intersection of the west and north sides of the open field, with seventy or eighty heads of state of affiliated countries standing behind him. Representatives of Dilborah of the Republic of Yezlier, Garcia of the Tergi Federation, Boside of the Kingdom of Yakudanken, and the countries of the Ilpu Alliance were prominently present. They looked calm and seemed not at all bothered that such a large venue had only one seat for a young man.

Aitesban remained calm and composed. The Azure God, chained to his ankle, stood on the armrest of his chair, occasionally letting out angry low growls. "Everyone says you're a divine bird, but how can your mind be as immature as a child's? Your friends defied fate and opposed me; they're destined for defeat! Today is the last day of the conference, and Maisang and his cronies haven't even shown their faces. Is such a master worthy of following?" The young man gently stroked the divine bird's back feathers, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for those behind him to hear clearly.

Qing Shen swayed his body in annoyance, trying to avoid the other's caresses, but he didn't dare to put up a stronger resistance, clearly afraid of being beaten up.

"Heh!" Etesban was quite satisfied with Qing Shen's reaction and said with a smile, "Reality is just like your performance. Even if you hate me to the core, you will have no choice but to submit because of the vast difference in strength! The Ilpu Alliance is dead in name only, and that Vardon is nothing but my puppet and lackey. Ruhr may seem powerful, but it is no longer the invincible Chahan Empire of yesteryear! Their war with Ulan is proof of that. If I hadn't instructed Ilpu not to continue interfering and hadn't directly stopped aiding Ulan, do you think the Ruhr could have won so easily? If they can't even easily take down a country like Ulan, what makes them think they can compete with McKen?!"

The young man's seemingly casual words actually revealed too many secrets. As one mystery after another was solved, the hearts of the leaders and representatives behind him trembled violently, and they involuntarily moved closer to Atesban's position. "As for Kino, they are even more disappointing! After the battle of Beidu, I saw that they reacted quickly and fiercely, and I thought that we would have a worthy opponent. Who knew that they were just a flash in the pan, and after subduing some neighboring countries, they began to lie low! Hesitant and indecisive, how can such a force become a trustworthy leader? Wasn't Vaharado first attached itself, and now it is clamoring to remain neutral? And what kind of storm can a small country like Baimu, which is out of touch with reality and goes down a dark path, stir up?!" Atesban stared at the group of people led by Daiyun on the south side of the open field and muttered to himself, his tone revealing a strong confidence.

"We truly follow McCann, we truly follow the Commander, and heaven and earth bear witness to this!" Led by Dilborah, everyone expressed their stance in unison.

Indeed, given the current situation, it seems inevitable that McCain will become king on the continent of Yatai. So why not hurry up and grovel?! However, there is still a thorn in everyone's side. No matter how incompetent Rus' and Chino are, they are still countries with a considerable number of powerful weapons. If they refuse to submit to the death, are we to make everyone perish together?

"Of course I believe in your loyalty, but empty words are meaningless. There will always be opportunities to prove yourselves. Just don't back down then! You only need to know that I never fight an unprepared battle!" Etesban said calmly without turning his head, sounding as if he already had a way to deal with the threat from Ruhr and the Chino weapon.

"Forgive my poor memory, but I don't know this gentleman's name. Which faction does he represent?!" At this moment, a voice rang out from the Ruhr camp on the east side. The one who asked the question was none other than Old Master Mizin, one of Valoja's subordinates.

Mizin is now Valodya's top fighter and political advisor. To say he has forgotten Vardon's identity would be pure nonsense. Therefore, anyone could hear the disdain and sarcasm hidden in this rhetorical question.

Vardon had always looked down on Mizin, and now that he saw that the one provoking him was a slovenly old man, he was immediately enraged. "This is Mr. Vardon, the acting chairman of my Ilp Alliance. He was originally the vice chairman of the alliance, but due to the sudden death of Chairman von Rozzo, he is here on behalf of the alliance to attend the meeting." Mervyn quickly stepped forward to help his host out of the predicament, while gesturing with his hand behind him.

Mervyn's strength was mediocre; although he shouted with all his might, he didn't make much of a fuss. Just as everyone was about to laugh at Vardon, ten well-prepared fortune tellers suddenly appeared behind him and shouted in unison: "The nations of the Ilpu Alliance wholeheartedly support Chairman Vardon's inauguration and wish the Peace Conference a complete success!"

This was a truly imposing display of power. The ten cultivators, at the very least, were at the mid-level of the advanced cultivation realm. Their simultaneous shouts were indeed awe-inspiring.

"Oh... so it's Mr. Vardon. I've heard so much about you. I heard that you assassinated two chairmen to get to your current position! Your methods are truly ruthless. I admire you greatly!" Yonezin deliberately drew out his words, making his voice carry far and wide, no less powerful than the ten calligraphers combined, showing his unfathomable skill.

McLean: One incompetent general can cause the death of the entire army!