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"Forget it! After so many negotiations, your committee has never managed to get everyone together. It seems that your committee has no intention of solving the problem at all."

Robert Kreve slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and turned to walk towards the door. The representatives who had started gathering the number of people also got up in twos and threes, intending to follow.

Judging from this scene alone, let alone stopping small and medium-sized kingdoms from provoking the orcs, the Olympia tournament might not even be able to be held smoothly because not all the kingdoms can be gathered.

"Hey, hey, Kreve, don't be so impulsive. The committee members will be giving us an answer soon."

Aldridge's feigned attempts to pull and stop him were of no use; he simply couldn't prevent Robert Kleef from forcefully heading towards the door.

This is just for show; regardless of whether the Four Representatives stop them or not, they can still benefit from it.

The four representatives sighed with worry. The behavior of these two people was no different from that of a rogue groundhog jumping around when a lion is trying to control itself. It was annoying enough, but it would really cause a lot of trouble.

And those big troubles really have to be handled by those tall people.

It seems the problem can't be solved today.

Robert Crave walked to the door, flung it open, and the dark figure outside, accompanied by a genuine, blood-stained, and ferocious aura, invaded the room.

The four representatives tensed up abruptly, their eyes fixed on the person outside the door—an orc dressed in a fine black suit.

If you ignore the head, it looks exactly like an elegant and well-mannered gentleman, but the animal head, specifically the head of a hyena, brings a subversive savagery.

If this hyena orc were wearing any other clothing, her head would completely ruin the aura that the clothing itself brings. Only the suit can complement this wildness and show a unique quality.

"An orc!? You're... a hyena orc!?"

Aldridge stared wide-eyed at the hyena-like orc in a suit before him, his eyes wide with disbelief.

It's not surprising that orcs are here. To avoid conflict with them, the committee will definitely negotiate with them.

He had prepared all sorts of rhetoric to use in his attacks.

But the hyena orc that appeared was infamous among orcs. Logically, this should have been a good handle for him to use against him. However, the hyena orc's suit, which looked more expensive than his own, made him unable to say anything that could be used to attack the orcs.

"you……"

Aldridge gathered his thoughts and was about to say something when the hyena orc stepped aside, making way for him.

This road wasn't made for the two of them. Aldridge's pupils contracted sharply, reflecting a young face.

He had never actually seen this face before, but he was certainly not unfamiliar with it.

Seeing the young man emerge from behind the suit-clad hyena beastman, an even more terrifying face appeared behind what was no less terrifying than a ghost.

The young man glanced at the two of them, walked in on his own, and went straight to one side of the committee, where he sat in the main seat.

Instead of facing the negotiating table, he turned his chair so that his back was to everyone, revealing only his left hand, which was resting on the armrest and supporting his head.

"Please have a seat, everyone."

With just a simple sentence, the representatives of the small and medium-sized kingdoms who had been pretending to walk with Robert Crave and Aldridge immediately sat back down in their seats, their faces covered in cold sweat.

In the human world, the most important thing for longevity is being able to remember a few faces. In the end, only Robert Kleif and Aldridge were still standing.

"What's wrong? Didn't you want the committee to respect you?"

A petite figure walked in from outside the door. She glanced at the two of them, her expression a half-smile.

"Now that I've brought in the initiators, that's sincere enough, isn't it?"

"Sincerity, sincerity!" Aldridge immediately beamed, bowing and scraping as he pulled Robert Kreve back to his seat. This time, he wasn't acting; he was genuinely trying to pull Robert Kreve back to his position.

What was originally just a negotiation where they could take the opportunity to make the committee suffer a loss in silence has turned into a trap, blocking their way out.

Robert Kreve remained silent, staring intently at the hyena-man before him, his eyes bloodshot, but he was eventually forcibly dragged back by Aldridge.

"Alright everyone, this is the first time that all the official members of the Olympiad Committee have gathered, so let me introduce myself. I am Herbie Hermes, the president of the Hermes's Hat."

"Please don't be nervous, everyone. I'm not pretentious at all."

Herbie greeted the people at the negotiating table with a smile, her smile charming and approachable. However, only four representatives were genuinely relieved, while the representatives from the smaller kingdoms all kept their heads down.

"As for this one, he's an extremely busy person. He's either saving the world or on his way to save the world. He just recently returned from the orc region..."

"Brazil, the King of Asgard".

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A chair fell to the ground when someone suddenly stood up. It was a middle-aged man who didn't seem to have much of a presence. He had his head down, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and shattered on the table.

"I...I...Our kingdom is willing to accept the committee's mediation and abandon the villages deployed in the orcish territory!"

"Really?" Herbie showed a surprised expression, slowly walked around the negotiating table to Blazer's chair, sat sideways on the empty right armrest, and leaned against Blazer's shoulder.

"Please don't push yourselves too hard. Those impoverished villages have taken a lot of your energy, haven't they?"

"No, no, no, no!"

"Then you can go now. Have a good look around the Giant's House. I've already taken care of everything. All personal expenses are free, and if you're a business, you'll get a 20% discount." Herbie waved his hand, smiling as he ushered them out.

This act of giving up was like the first domino to fall; a group of people in the small and medium-sized kingdoms, unable to withstand the pressure from Herbie's smiling face, all stood up and chose to give up.

Suddenly, the once mighty team was reduced to half its size. The remaining members were not unwilling to give up, but rather the right to do so was not in their hands.

They anxiously tried to signal to Robert Kreve and Aldridge, but Robert Kreve and Aldridge completely ignored them.

Clearly, these representatives were just there to make up the numbers; the real decision-making power had been handed over to Robert Kleef and Aldridge by the kingdom behind them.

Blazer turned his head and glanced at the two people with completely opposite temperaments out of the corner of his eye.

He thought that his appearance would solve the problem, but perhaps the matter was more complicated than he anticipated.

(End of this chapter)