Chapter 151 Roundtable Conference
After having Little Ram as a little dragster, Sean kept a low profile in the following days. Apart from occasionally going out for a walk, he mostly stayed in a hidden courtyard he had cleared to study the little boy. Ram's talent and teaching him some basic physical skills, little Ram's talent has determined the path he will take in the future.
"how do you feel?"
"There's been some growth, but it's been small."
After clenching his fists and feeling the power surging in his body, little Ram replied in a low voice, as if he was a little disappointed or afraid that Sean would be disappointed.
Upon hearing this, Sean nodded, his expression unchanged, and his strength surged, quickly burying the still warm orc corpse on the ground.
"Next time I'll replace you with an extraordinary first-level orc and see the effect."
It is normal for the effect to weaken. If it does not weaken, it would be truly terrifying. It is like drug resistance. Orc souls of the same type and quality have no effect on Little Ram. However, the specific amount of absorption required to reach saturation is still unclear. There is no precise answer, after all, there is so little data available.
And just when Sean was silent, after many searches without results, the orcs seemed to have lost their patience, and the number of searches, whether overt or covert, was reduced a lot, but this was only on the surface, secretly the top powerful orcs They were still watching Gattuso in the darkness, and they were sure that Sean was here because the space barrier still existed.
After the indulgent carnival, the orcs began to reorganize Gattuso's order, which belonged to them. The humans who were lucky enough to escape became their slaves, goods, and food reserves.
Round Table Island, originally a nameless desert island, now has its own name.
Flags were flying, and various warships were docked on this deserted island. The soldiers on board were in order and did not make the slightest noise, showing that they were all well-trained naval elites.
On the seaside, a huge reef was flattened with a sword, and a luxurious round table made of marble was displayed on it, which was incompatible with the surrounding desolation.
Seven high-backed chairs were neatly placed around the round table. After a while, seven figures wearing majestic military uniforms, luxurious aristocratic costumes or clerical robes came down from different battleships and arrived here. They belonged to Among the five major kingdoms and two major churches, there are also Sean's acquaintances, including Asim, who represents Sutilt, and Count Mathieu, who represents the Bald Eagle Kingdom.
"Now that everyone is here, I declare this joint meeting to officially begin."
The first person to speak was Janes Newman, who was wearing pure white robes. He was the bishop of Dawn Church.
The reason why he presided over the meeting was not because Dawn Church was the strongest, but because this joint meeting was initiated by Dawn Church.
In fact, although after the arrival of the second demonic tide, major churches have demonstrated miracles and their influence has greatly increased, the strength of the kingdom in the New World has firmly suppressed the churches. Currently, there are only two relatively powerful churches in the New World. , which are the Dawn Church and the Storm Church that are currently participating in the joint meeting.
"The theme of this meeting is to gather forces and destroy the orcs."
With warm eyes and a gentle smile, Janes Newman spoke slowly, with a neither soft nor serious voice, which made people feel like spring breeze.
"The fragments of the world have returned, and Gattuso was brutally slaughtered. Although we do not belong to the same country, we are all human beings. Facing such aliens, we must retaliate in kind. The traces of blood flow will eventually need more blood to wash away."
Janes Newman said the harshest words in the gentlest tone, while other participants did not express any opinions and listened quietly to what he said.
In fact, these big figures standing at the top of the New World today have already reached a consensus before coming here, at least in the general direction. The reason why they came here is more to sign a formal and detailed treaty and to prepare for the post-war war. The distribution of interests is now just a formality.
Although there was only one topic for this meeting, it lasted for a long time and ended in three full days. Except for the morning of the first day, which was used by all parties to state their views and opinions, the rest of the time was spent on military strength. Deployment and distribution of benefits.
Interests are always attractive, even to these big shots. For the sake of profit, these big shots will quarrel and yell like ordinary people in meetings. Fortunately, everyone is civilized and does not take action.
At the end of the meeting, some people were satisfied, and some felt dissatisfied because they felt they had received less. But these were all minor details. Generally speaking, everyone got what they wanted and could accept it.
The Knight's Sword, the flagship of the Sutilt Storm Fleet, was also Asim's vehicle to attend the joint meeting this time.
"How's it going? What did Greenfield Town say?"
Back on the ship, Asim asked the adjutant the question that concerned him most.
"Your Excellency, Greenfield Town said that Baron Sean is not in Greenfield Town now, and they cannot make a decision to send troops."
After glancing at Asim, the adjutant replied carefully.
Hearing this, Asim fell into deep thought. In terms of conventional combat power, he did not lack the meager military strength of Green Field Town. What he valued was Green Field Town's high-end combat power. After all, Green Field Town's There are many fourth-level ones, and there are even fifth-level powers. If such a force joins, then Sutilt will definitely get a piece of the big cake in the post-war profit distribution this time.
Although everyone has reached a consensus on the distribution of benefits, this is only a rough framework. The final result depends on the strength and means of each company. Under such circumstances, Asim naturally needs the power of Green Field Town, as long as But now Sean's absence is a problem.
"Has he already walked ahead of us?"
Standing on the deck, facing the sea breeze, looking into the distance, Asim's thoughts were spinning.
Thinking from the perspective of a wizard, Asim believes that Sean will not miss the return of the world fragments anyway. Since Sean is not in Greenfield Town, the most likely thing is that he has already left for Gattuso. It's even possible that he was ahead of them.
"Perhaps I should ask Sean to purchase a batch of phone bugs next time. According to the intelligence, this kind of little thing is very convenient for communication."
As his mind turned, Asim suddenly remembered the phone bug.
As Greenfield Town continues to grow, more and more attention is falling on Greenfield Town, and it is inevitable that people will find out the roots of many things, such as telephone bugs.
"Inform the fleet to advance at full speed, target Gattuso."
Suppressing the messy thoughts in his heart, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and punching the sword on the ground, Asim gave the order to march. At the same time, the armies of other forces also began to advance, targeting Gattuso.
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