Chapter 2147 When War?

Chapter 2147 When War?

While the Republic of Gorteau could be characterized as the greediest of its peers, its reaction and approach were hardly unique.

While all three powerhouses were extremely alarmed at the revelation of the mass Apprentice breakthroughs, none of them leaped into an all-out war.

The Sekigahara Confederate certainly came the closest, though.

"Now then..." a woman calmly remarked as her gaze swept across the table. The thirteen other leaders of the Sekigahara Confederate met her gaze.

A pleasant smile appeared on her face.

"Shall we declare war today or tomorrow?"

She heaved a melodramatic sigh as she gazed out a window. "I'd love to do it today, but..."

Her expression became one of displeasure.

"War should be declared at dawn. It is a bad omen to do so at dusk."

The matriarch of the Tsukishi Clan snorted. "You superstitious lot of the Tanaka Clan. War is war. We should declare war right now as far as I'm concerned."

The air grew cold as the two women exchanged chilling gazes.

"Hah, you lot and your declarations of war." A gargantuan man grinned wildly. "I say we just invade the Kandrian Empire without any formal declaration of war. This isn't a formal duel. This is war!"

Many of the others stirred at his words.

"..."

None of them uttered a word.

Yet, their silence was deafening.

To even assert that it was possible was laughable.

All wars had prices and losses.

The Sekigahara Confederate, which waged more war than all three other Sage-level powerhouses of East Panama combined, knew that better than anyone else.

This was especially the case for an opponent as formidable as the Kandrian Empire. With the recent addition of the Silas Clan, they almost had as many Martial Sages and Masters as the Sekigahara Confederate.

"I'm aware of how much we hate the Emperor of Harmony and his disgusting philosophy. However, I'm sure we hate falling behind the Republic of Gorteau and the Britannian Empire even more."

The patriarch of the Oni Clan narrowed his eyes. "So, let me get this straight. You want us to leave the Kandrian Empire alone after they have obtained the miraculous power to create as many Apprentices as they want? If we do that, then they will surpass us Martially and will forever be out of our reach!"

This was what the patriarch of the Nindo Clan had been waiting for.

"I'm not saying we leave them alone." His voice grew stronger. "I'm saying we steal their power and use it for ourselves. Out of all the four powerhouses of East Panama, we are the most Martially developed and the most Martially powerful. Imagine how much this new power they have obtained will benefit the Sekigahara Confederate if it falls into our hands. Imagine how strong each of our clans will eventually be with a surplus of Martial Apprentices at our disposal!"

Greed and lust filled the eyes of the leaders of the Martial Clans.

"Fine," the matriarch of the Tanaka Clan finally relented. "We will destroy them after we have stolen their method. But what if you are unable to steal their method?"

A smile appeared on the face of the Nindo patriarch. "In that case, wage war by all means. If it truly cannot be pried from the hands of the Kandrian Empire, then the Britannian Empire and the Republic of Gorteau will also come to the conclusion that war is the only solution. Thus, regardless of what happens, the Kandrian Empire's only fate is destruction."