The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

In the blink of an eye, several and a half standard days later.

Starfall Divine Realm, the residence of the Lucia family.

"Phew!"

Terence plopped down on the sofa, rubbed his temples, and let out a long sigh, looking exhausted.

Admittedly, as a high-level professional, his energy is far beyond that of ordinary creatures, but working non-stop still puts him under some strain.

After all, he had been working tirelessly these past few days to cover up the changes in the Dark Star System.

They had to appease the restless lower classes within the Divine Realm caused by the emergency broadcast, while also guarding against the reach of the City of Stars.

We even had to coordinate the delivery of a large number of strategic materials to the Blue Star plane.

Each and every one of these tasks is quite mentally taxing.

"Da da da~!"

But soon, a series of footsteps approached from afar, and Terrence knew who it was without even opening his eyes.

He lowered his hand, his gaze falling on Lance as he approached, and asked, "How's the handover going on on Blue Star? Have all the supplies been delivered?"

"Reporting to the patriarch, the first batch of supplies has successfully arrived at the target plane!"

"Miss Anya is personally in charge of coordinating everything over there, and the higher-ups at Sherlock are very satisfied with the sincerity we've shown."

Upon hearing this news, Terence's weariness subsided somewhat.

This was probably the only piece of good news that could bring him some comfort amidst all this recent mess.

As long as we can be completely bound to the same chariot as that young man who holds the power of the past.

Ashmertine's investment of his fortune was not in vain.

However, his relief did not last long, because he noticed that Lance's expression seemed rather serious.

"What, is there something else?"

Terence abandoned his relaxed demeanor and sat up straight.

Lance nodded, then took out a communication crystal from his sleeve and handed it over with both hands: "Patriarch, I just received a notification from the headquarters of the Star Council."

"The council has issued an order requiring all subordinate divine realms to immediately enter a state of war."

"Due to the large-scale counterattack by the Shadow Clan on the Parliament's border defenses, the Starfield Battleground, originally scheduled to be held three standard years later, will be brought forward to the beginning of next month."

"The announcement clearly states that due to the tense situation, the number of personnel needed from each divine realm this time is three times that of previous years. In addition, the council also requires the leaders of each divine realm to personally travel to the City of Stars next month to attend the joint meeting."

Upon hearing this, Terence's expression suddenly darkened.

He grabbed the crystal plate, scanned it for a moment, and his brows furrowed instantly.

The unbreakable rule of the entire council is to jointly resist the Shadow Remnant Clan from outer space.

Let alone Ashmerkrin, even other more powerful divine realms would find no reason to refuse.

But what about withdrawing three times the number of troops?

This is no longer simply fulfilling an obligation; it's practically draining their very essence!

It's important to understand that elite forces are not something to be taken lightly. Even for a family with a deep-rooted history like the Lucia family, if they were to fill that bottomless pit with three times the number of new generation members and elite fleets, their development would stagnate for the next few decades.

Something's not right.

Terence put the crystal plate down, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

After all, the announcement came too suddenly and the conditions were excessively harsh.

This gave him an uncontrollable sense of foreboding.

He looked up at his trusted aide and asked in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

Lance gathered his thoughts and presented his analysis clearly: "Patriarch, our family still vividly remembers that meat grinder a thousand years ago."

"The council used this legitimate means to forcefully curb our expansion in the outer star sectors, forcing us to lick our wounds for a thousand years before we could barely recover."

"In my opinion, those people in the council have always been wary of us."

"This sudden early opening of the battlefield is probably a repeat of the old trick. They want to use the pressure from the Shadow Clan to give us another hard time and severely weaken our foundation."

Terence nodded in deep agreement with this assessment.

But he could never get rid of the thorn in his heart.

He stood up from the sofa, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the hall.

After walking around twice, he stopped and turned to stare at Lance: "Do you think it's because the commotion over in the Dark Star System was too great, alerting those old guys? The scene of Lord Gu Xu's fight with Zogra shattered the dimensional barrier!"

"Has Parliament already suspected something fishy?"

Upon hearing this, Lance stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head: "It's probably not very likely."

"That envoy Crobbick sent has already been well-fed by us with a hefty sum!"

"And they were just circling around the periphery. Even we ourselves couldn't get into that black fog in the Dark Obsidian Galaxy, and those idiots didn't find anything out at all."

"Without concrete evidence, Parliament cannot deduce the truth out of thin air."

However, Terence shook his head at Lance's explanation: "Lance, you've underestimated those old foxes in the City of Stars."

"Those elders who sit high on the throne of the council will never put all their eggs in one basket with a few money-grubbing good-for-nothings."

"In my opinion, the envoys in public are often just a front. Who can guarantee that they haven't secretly sent even more troublesome spies to infiltrate?"

Lance seemed quite confident in the face of the family head's suspicion.

He straightened his back and reported confidently, "You can rest assured about that. Since you ordered the news to be blocked, I have turned up the energy detection power of the major hubs of the Starfall Divine Realm to the maximum."

"Let alone ordinary spies, even special professionals who have mastered advanced stealth rules will absolutely not be able to escape the spatial fluctuations once they step into our territory."

"Since the special envoy left, our people have been keeping a close watch on us. During this time, there has been absolutely no unfamiliar special target entering our territory."

Hearing Lance's confident report, Terence's worries gradually subsided.

Since the information channels have been shut down and the details haven't been investigated, the parliament's actions are most likely just a routine warning, as Lance said.

Thinking of this, he could only sigh helplessly: "There's no way to avoid it. Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, since the rules are there, we have to bite the bullet and go through it."

"Go and make the arrangements. Draft a formal reply with precise wording and send it to Parliament."

"Tell the City of Stars that for the sake of global peace, the six great families of Ashmerkrin will set an example. The Lucia family will be present at next month's joint meeting!"