The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

"Oh?"

Upon hearing such a righteous and righteous answer, Kiana instantly lost all intention of continuing the conversation.

However, Roland seemed to have great prestige among the local nobles, and those pot-bellied nobles showed more or less fanatical attitudes after hearing his words.

"Yes! As long as we attack, everything will be alright!"

"Slay all these demons, plunder their land, and our glory will be etched in history!"

"Haha, I can't wait!"

It must be said that the reactions of these nobles were exactly as Kiana had expected: fanaticism, obsession... and arrogance.

"Looks like there's nothing more to say?"

Kiana let out a long sigh, then looked around at everyone present and issued her final ultimatum.

“I have already spoken with the demons. If you are willing to withdraw your troops, they will withdraw as well. This catastrophe that is about to engulf humanity can be averted.”

"what?"

Upon hearing Kiana's words, the nobles were stunned.

"No! If this news gets out, we'll lose all face. How can we retreat now?"

"That's right! We absolutely cannot retreat! If we retreat, the demons will rampage even more against humanity, and eventually, all of humanity will be wiped out! In that case, what honor or glory will we have left? We will all be reduced to lowly slaves, and we will never be able to rise again. This is absolutely unacceptable!"

"Yes, we absolutely cannot retreat. Not only can we not retreat, but we must also win this war and drive the demons out of human territory!"

"That's right! That's right! We must win this war!"

"Yes, we must win this war!"

"Fight! We must fight!"

............

The nobles discussed the matter, some expressing their opinions, some opposing, and some agreeing... Only a handful agreed with Kiana's suggestion; in short, they had all expressed their stance.

Seeing this, Kiana's smile became even more 'kind'.

Although it may sound arbitrary, how could there be any real progress when dealing with such insects?

Therefore, Kiana did not approach the 'talk' with the intention of being friendly, helpful, and understanding from the very beginning.

They came here to negotiate with the intention of eliminating the person they were talking to.

Without saying a word, she planted the Flame King Sword directly into the ground.

With the appearance of this precious sword that had accompanied her on countless campaigns and witnessed countless bloody battles, the nobles, who had just been in a state of high spirits, instantly fell silent...

"Your Excellency! Calm down, Your Excellency!"

Upon seeing this, Roland, the most prestigious leader among the nobles, quickly placed his hand on the short blade at his waist and looked at Kiana with a wary expression.

In the brutal era of cold weapons, leaders in the rear could launch wars without any psychological burden.

Anyway, they won't go to the battlefield themselves, and it's not them who will die. As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind.

These ambitious schemers never treated their soldiers as human beings, but merely as a string of numbers that could be discarded at any time.

This situation was only brought under control with the advent of weapons of mass destruction.

Those who wage war, under the looming threat, have had to carefully consider the costs of starting a war.

At this moment, Kiana is serving this deterrent role.

"Whether you retreat or continue fighting, I await your answer."

Kiana slowly placed her hand on the hilt of the Blazing King Sword, and pressed everyone with a calm and wise tone.

Although she was alone, and although she had a beautiful and charming appearance, the aura she exuded far surpassed that of these pampered big shots.

In the end, the nobles looked at each other, and fear gradually took over their hearts.

"retreat..."

A nobleman spoke in a low voice, but it was too soft to be heard clearly. The others did not notice his words and fell silent, clearly still weighing the pros and cons.

"Since that's the case... then let's retreat!"

Just then, a deep male voice resounded throughout the venue.

Upon hearing the voice, everyone looked up at the person who made it.

A burly man in golden armor stepped out, gripping a long, gleaming sword tightly in his hand. His eyes were so sharp they seemed to pierce through any obstacle, and he possessed an aura completely different from the others.

This man was Roland's father, Ron Rod Carter.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after Ron Carter's voice fell.

Although they all had some questions in their hearts.

Why didn't their leader refute this?

But they knew that such things could not be explained in any way, so they could only bury their doubts in their hearts.

"Lord Ron."

A nobleman called out respectfully.

"Okay! I understand. You all go back and rest. Leave this to me."

Ron nodded.

"Yes!"

The nobleman bowed in agreement and led the group away from the area.

Seeing that everyone had left, Kiana felt that she had achieved her goal.

“You will think this is a wise decision.”

"Ha, your military prowess is truly impressive. But you cannot continue to interfere forever. As long as the demon race exists, the war will never end, and I can assure you of that."

After saying this, Ron left with his son Roland.

Watching the nobleman's departing figure, Kiana was initially puzzled, but then gradually realized that perhaps this man...

Does this symbolize the will of the pro-war faction in the parliaments of Western countries?

"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long, but perhaps I can solve this once and for all by simply bringing the truth to light..."

Kiana stroked her chin, pondering the key factors needed to achieve peace.

What's it like to be human in a world where a slime is the Demon Lord?: Chapter Sixteen: Was it all a conspiracy by the remnants of the Orc Clan?

Throughout history, wars have always needed a justification, whether real or fake.

The reason given by the Western parliaments for this war is border conflict.

Not long after arriving in this world, Kiana had already learned about the relevant information from travelers who had traveled to various places.

It seems that people were frequently disappearing in a certain village. The villagers suspected that they were being abducted by demons, so they asked the local nobleman to intervene. The nobleman refused without hesitation and instead demanded that the villagers not confront the demons.

The villagers were obviously unhappy about that, so they paid the mercenaries who were staying in the village to come up with a plan. Together, they captured a few demons and interrogated them.

Upon inquiry, it turned out that demons were indeed causing trouble.

This matter caused a great uproar, and the lord was thrust into the spotlight, forced to step forward and demand an explanation from the demon race.

However, the demons vehemently denied this and demanded that humans release their fellow humans, claiming it was the Demon King's order.

Such a response clearly failed to quell public anger, so the villagers severely tortured the captured demons, resulting in the deaths of several demon civilians.

But then, things took a turn.

The missing villagers returned a few days after the incident, when the whole village was in a state of panic.

The demons were also in an uproar, demanding an explanation from the humans.

As a result, the villagers, feeling guilty, questioned the missing villagers and confirmed that it was indeed the demons who had kidnapped them.

So I feel like I did something wrong.

With things escalating to this point, both sides are on the verge of exploding, making a conflict highly likely.

Ultimately, several unidentified powerful demons stormed the village and massacred its inhabitants, even killing the local nobles.

From then on, the matter escalated, eventually evolving into a massive war of punitive expeditions launched by the human forces against the demons.

Even now, Kiana still remembers the adventurer's beaming expression when he talked about it.

For humans, this was a border conflict; for demons, it was an excuse for humans to openly invade.

Both sides have their own version of events, each believing themselves to be on the side of justice and the other to be on the side of evil.

Kiana couldn't say for sure whether it was right or wrong, but one thing she was very clear about was that if the war continued, it would always be the underprivileged who suffered.

As for the upper echelons? They're not the ones fighting on the front lines, so naturally they're the ones who are happiest shouting and clamoring from the rear.

"To persuade them... it seems I need to thoroughly analyze the truth behind this conflict. Hmm..."

Realizing this, Kiana rushed to the scene of the accident without stopping.

A village located at the border junction of the two sides.

To be precise, it's ruins.

At this moment, almost all the buildings in the village had been razed to the ground, and the scattered corpses and ruins formed a bizarre scene. However, Kiana had no mood to appreciate this scene; her eyes were fixed on the buried corpses.

"what are you doing?"

A roar came from behind, startling Kiana.

Turning around, he saw a burly man with a sharply defined face staring at him with a fierce gaze.

Looking at the other person's appearance, Kiana knew that the other person had discovered her.

"What are you doing?" the other person continued to ask.

Kiana didn't answer the other person's question. Instead, she stepped forward, squatted down, and carefully examined the bodies. She found that the corpses were all dead, and their deaths were gruesome.

"What are you doing now? It's chaotic and dangerous here. Why are you holding a shovel?"

"If I don't bring any tools, do you expect me to dig a hole with my bare hands?"