421 I Hope Everyone Is Prepared To Make Some Sacrifices
Inside the Dvalinn Tower...
"With this, those two bastards will no longer be able to act arrogantly around here," Wendell said. "Well done, Zion."
Thirteen nodded with a smile. "Thank you, Lord Wendell. I was also very annoyed by those pests. They don't share the same vision as us, yet they dared to trick the public and invite themselves into joining our operation without permission."
"I'm sure they have learned their lesson by now," Lawrence commented. "But we still need to keep our guards up. We don't know when the two of them might stab us from behind."
"I'm quite impressed with your PR Team, Zion." Trevor chuckled. "Why don't you introduce them to me? They managed to shut Aaron and Norman up without giving them a chance to defend themselves."
"I'm sorry, Lord Trevor, but they have an exclusive contract with me," Thirteen replied. "They will continue to work only for me until the Northern Regions are safe and secure."
Trevor Remington nodded in understanding before shifting his gaze to Benedict, who was also seated within their Round Table.
"I've heard that you have bestowed Benedict a small Empyrium Mine. Is this true?" Trevor asked.
"It is true," Thirteen replied.
"But didn't we all agree that all resources must be equally split between the Alliance?" Trevor asked. "Then why is he an exception?"
The members of the Aldebaran Continent, as well as the Central Government, all shifted their attention to the teenage boy, who had a faint smile on his face.
"It's the price that must be paid in order to ensure that the arrogance of the Ashford and Stallard Clan would be brought down a peg," Thirteen replied. "As you may already know, I forced Uncle Benedict to kneel in front of everyone.
"What I had asked of him was disrespectful, tasteless, and out of bounds. Uncle Benedict holds an important position within the Riggs Family, and yet, I trampled on his dignity and honor. It was something I shouldn't have ordered, but it had to be done. "Compensating him for his loss is the right thing to do. The weight of his sacrifice cannot be measured in gold, so I gave him the next best thing. If Uncle Benedict hadn't done that, I wouldn't have been able to pull off what I did.
"Aside from that, making Lord Wendell and Lord Trevor kneel in front of everyone was out of the question. Not only would it lower Morale, but it might also cause problems within the alliance. Even if I was willing to compensate them with the biggest Empyrium Mines in the Rigel Continent, it would not be enough.
"Good." Thirteen tapped his communicator, and a projection appeared at the center of the round table. "Our drones have finally located the location of the Death Lord Erasmus. The Wyvern King is with him, but based on the images we received, it seems that Vannaroth has been turned into an Undead Wyvern. This is both good news and bad news for us.
"The good news is that its strength had diminished after becoming an Undead Monster. The bad news is that it is still a strong monster and shouldn't be underestimated.
"There are also no signs of the Wolf King and the Centipede King. They might be dead, but it's better for us to assume that both of them will also appear when the fighting starts."
The teenage boy had no intention of telling anyone that the Wolf King was already dead, and that he and the Centipede King had an agreement.
Thirteen and Jalrog understood that both of them were only using each other for their own gains.
Their alliance was not firm, so anything could happen during the battle.
"Please create as many Empyrium-powered equipment as you can during that time," Thirteen said. "We will be relying on those weapons for the time being because we are low on missiles and artillery shells.
"This will probably be our greatest battle as of late, and I hope that everyone is prepared to make some sacrifices."
Everyone in the room understood that it was impossible to have no casualties during the war, so they had already prepared themselves for some sacrifices.
After discussing a few more important matters, the meeting ended after three hours.
Two days later, Seth and Allen were finally relieved of their punishment and were allowed to eat, drink, and rest with their men.
The two Commanders did their best to keep a low profile as per the order of their Monarchs.
Although there was a bit of tension in the surroundings, the days passed swiftly because time waited for no one.
Before everyone knew it, the entire army of the Allied Forces, once again mobilized in order to fight a war, which would determine whether they could hold the territories they gained or die fighting for what they believed was right.