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"Enough! Sergi, if you have nothing else to do, leave now and go back to your family to show off!"

Yarbek's face turned incredibly angry, and he couldn't help but clench his hands tightly behind his back in his rage.

The head of the Respinas family and others also showed dissatisfaction at the sudden turn of events.

Because the palace they were in was off-limits to nobles like Sergi, who could not be summoned without permission, except for the staff.

What's more, Sergi walked right into the meeting room where these members of parliament were discussing matters!

If Sergi doesn't give them an explanation, he might very well become a skeleton!

“Father! And five more family heads? Haven’t you all thought about how I got here? I don’t think I’m important enough to make those guards make way for me.”

Sergi chuckled, his face full of disdain, his arrogance completely undisguised.

"How is that possible? Did you kill all the guards outside?"

Yarbek said in disbelief, and then directly questioned Sergi.

"Serge, do you think you can rebel?!"

"Hahaha. My dear father, I didn't kill those guards. I just let them sleep for a while. After all, I still need them to pilot the mechs in the upcoming battle with the Republic of Grassfield."

Sergi spoke calmly, without the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

However, these words shocked the six members of the Yarbek family.

"Impossible! Even with the help of the witch and the sacred tree, our current national strength is insufficient to defeat the Republic of Grassfield. The gap between our warships and theirs is simply too great."

Yarbek shook his head and could only say that.

“Yarbek is right. The gap between our Republic of Assel’s warships and those of their Republic of Grassfi is simply too great.”

Although the head of the Respinas family was at odds with Albek, he would not disagree with him on this matter.

"That's right, it's really too difficult for us to defeat the Republic of Grassfield now."

“Once the battle breaks out, our magic stone exports and other things will be affected. The Republic of Grassfield is no longer dependent on our magic stones at all.”

"If we want to start a war with the Republic of Grassfield, we'd have to possess the same lost artifact as their leader!"

The head of the Lespinas family, the weakest of the six noble families, sighed and then looked at Sergi with some uncertainty.

"Could it be that you, Prince Sergi, have also found a lost artifact similar to the one possessed by the head of the Republic of Grassfield?"

“Patriarch Lespinas, you’re right! I do possess a lost artifact, and it’s even more powerful than that Bartofarth’s!”

Sergi's voice was full of pride, but when he said 'Bartofart', he was gritting his teeth.

It's obvious that Sergi harbors a deep dislike for Lyon!

"Sergi, you can't possibly beat Lyon!"

Louise looked at the joyful faces of everyone in the conference room and spoke coldly, her gaze towards Serge filled with disappointment.

Sensing the disappointment in Louise's eyes, Serge felt an intense surge of anger rising within her.

Just you wait! Sister! I'll kill that damned Bartofalt and then possess you! You can only be my sister!

"Enough, Louise!"

After scolding Louise, Yarbek looked at Sergi with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Serge, can you now reveal the familiar of that lost item?"

“Of course you can, my father. Come out, Itial.”

Sergi's words also carried a hint of sarcasm.

Boom!

After receiving Sergi's words, a spherical object revealed its form.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Itial."

The moment Itiyar appeared, the eyes of Yarbek and the others in the conference room all revealed an incredibly bright smile.

Louise, however, watched the scene unfold with a cold, icy gaze.

Because he knew that Lyon and Lucius had killed many 'familiars'!

………………

The Republic of Van'os, a chaotic border region.

Lyon stood in Barutona, which had already been upgraded to the highest level of the Republic of Grassfield, with his hands behind his back, looking ahead.

"team leader!"

After getting off the small airship, Babu quickly walked up to Lyon, raised his head and bowed.

Looking at the weathered and more mature-looking Barbion, he nodded in satisfaction and gently patted Barbion's shoulder.

"Babu, it seems you've learned a lot from Norris. I hope you and your troops can complete the missions the Republic has given you!"

pat!

"Always ready!"

"Hahaha. Alright! Let's go into the warship's command room now and talk. This time, we'll be facing more than just the Assel Guild. The countries around us are no pushovers either."

Hearing Leon's slightly teasing words, Babu just chuckled softly.

Because he knew that Lyon didn't care about fighting wars with neighboring countries at the same time; his only concern was how to govern these countries after they were conquered.

After all, Lyon still felt that the talent pool they had accumulated over the past six months was somewhat insufficient.

Upon entering the conference room, Babu saw several familiar figures.

They are his teacher Norris, his fellow students Dunbar and Lacey, and Alec.

"Babu, it's been a long time."

Everyone in the conference room greeted Bob as he walked in, while Leon only stopped listening after he had reached them all.

"Gentlemen, according to letters from Lucasion and our citizens in the Republic of Assel, they are now preparing to wage war against us!"

"Moreover, according to the information in the letter, they are preparing to launch a joint attack on us with the Holy Kingdom of Rahil on the Norris defense line."

Norris stood up at the sound of Lyon's teasing words.

"Lyon, I guarantee I can keep the Holy Republic of Rahil outside the border! I'll wipe out all their troops!"

"Norris, this time we're not here to defend against them!"

Lyon shook his head as he looked at Norris, whose perspective was still somewhat conservative.

"Gentlemen, since the other side has launched an attack on us, then we can also launch an attack on them!"

Why should we be on the defensive instead of attacking?

As soon as he finished speaking, Babu stepped forward, taking the lead.

"The captain is right! Why can they attack us, but we can't?"

"I support the captain's decision. The only pity is that our Van Os military district is not defending the Holy Republic of Rahil."

Alec's voice carried a hint of regret, and his gaze toward Dunbar was tinged with envy.

"Understood, Lyon! We will definitely take down the Holy Republic of Rahil at minimal cost!"

Norris stood up and reiterated his statement upon hearing this.

"Alright, now let's proceed with the specific arrangements."

After nodding, Lyon also turned his gaze to Lucaccio.

"Lucasion, show everyone the military movements of the surrounding countries and regions. Distribute the military strength data of Asel and the Holy Republic of Rahil to everyone."

"Received, my lazy master."

Hearing Luciano's sarcasm, Lyon could only give a slightly helpless smirk.

Norris and the others present suppressed their laughter and focused their attention on the data in front of them.

The Republic of Azer has one super-large warship, 360 ordinary warships, 300,000 troops, and 10,000 mechs.

The Holy Republic of Rahil has a total of 240 warships, 250,000 troops, 8,000 mechs, and five archmages.

The colossal warship shown above is naturally the military supply ship that Sergi found, while the five archmages are mages capable of using forbidden magic.

"Captain, I have a question."

Looking at the data in his hand, Babu frowned.

"Go ahead."

"Captain, should we capture this large warship or destroy it?"

"The super-large warship Lucasion will take care of that. Your job is to work with the robot team to take down the local army and handle the security situation in Assel."

Lyon really liked the military supply ship.

While their supply ships are quite well-made now, these left-behind ships from the old humans are still worth referencing, and can also be used to supplement Lucaccion's database.

"Norris, what about your side? The Holy Republic of Rahil is a theocracy. Their army is probably 10% to 20% stronger than Asel's army, and there's a possibility of extreme acts of martyrdom."

Lyon remained extremely cautious about this kind of truly theocracy.

"Lyon, we have absolutely no problems on our end. If any unexpected situations arise, we will report them immediately."

Norris frowned slightly as he looked at the intelligence report on the Holy Republic of Rahil.

Therefore, this time he did not make any guarantees as he had in previous wars.

"Alright, let's connect with Helterutti and the others to discuss the aftermath."

Volume 3, Republic of Grassfield: Chapter 14 What era are we living in? Still playing with these outdated mechs?

The Republic of Acer is located on the continental edge.

A first-class fleet has now come to a stop at the edge of the continental border of the Republic of Azer.

Dozens of warships, each over 500 meters long, hovered in the air in an offensive posture, each pointing its black cannons at the Azerian Republic warships that had appeared before them.

As for the drones and combat robots carried by the warship, they are all on standby on the deck of the warship, and the soldiers wearing the new individual armor are in the same situation.

Apart from some drones hovering in the air, the warships of the Republic of Grassfield did not have the large mechs that the Republic of Assel had.

This action was entirely good news for the five noble heads who were standing on the supply ship Sergi at that moment.

Based on their experience of repeatedly repelling nations that attempted to invade the Sacred Tree, the Republic of Assel knew that warships without mech protection were lambs to the slaughter.

This is especially true for mechs that break through directly onto the deck from above.

Fighting a mech tens of meters tall against an ordinary soldier is as easy as a human crushing an ant.

"Hahaha. It seems that their leader of the Republic of Grassfield, that country bumpkin, has become arrogant and ignorant because of the existence of the lost item."

Seeing this scene before him, the head of the Fevier family wore an extremely sarcastic smile.

"That's right, this country bumpkin doesn't understand war at all. Without the protection of mechs, a mothership is as naked as a woman without clothes on the street."

"Hahaha. Patriarch Baleiel, don't speak so vulgarly. We are nobles, how can we use such crude language to describe ourselves?"

“The head of the Lespinas family is right. We should discuss the speaker of our Republic of Assel after the war. In my opinion…”

The head of the Baleiel family paused for a moment, glanced at the four other family heads around him, smiled slightly, and finally fixed his gaze on Sergi.

"Hehe. In my opinion, it would be better to let Knight Sergi serve as the chairman. Not only is he powerful, but his wisdom is also exceptional. We were able to defeat the Republic of Grassfield and reclaim the Sacred Tree this time thanks to Knight Sergi."

“The head of the Baleiel family is right.”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Inside the supply ship, boasts about Sergi rose from the crowd.

The boasting of the five family heads was extremely pleasing to Sergi's ears, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Sister, did you see that? This is my power, Sergei! That country bumpkin just has a face that looks like that guy. I'll kill him soon!"

Even before the war had begun, Sergi was already discussing what to do after the victory.

Lyon stared solemnly at the battlefield projected on the screen before him, his eyes filled with utmost seriousness and gravity.

"Lucasion, make sure every soldier can see my projection?"