Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1397 - 69: The King’s Demeanor Begins to Emerge (Part 2)

Everyone present focused their gaze on the young girl seated at the same level as the three leaders of the Fede Alliance, their eyes filled with speculation, confusion, and curiosity.

Both the Chasing Star Covenant and the Stone Sword Alliance have only emerged as new forces in the past year. Information in this world spreads very slowly, and many people’s impression of the Southern region still remains on names like Wolf Blood King Camp, Shilin Mountain Castle, and Iron Rat Kingdom.

To highlight her nobility, the Fede Alliance personnel specially prepared a snow-white silk shawl for Tilan, draped over her shoulders on both sides, to avoid her figure looking too young and frail in this meeting.

After her name was mentioned, Tilan nodded slightly to everyone, and then the meeting officially began with the host continuing the explanation.

First was the introduction of the current situation, to let the representatives from various tribes and species present understand the tense and urgent circumstances.

In fact, if it weren’t for the notification from the Fede Alliance, many of the representatives present might not realize how dire and tight the situation was until the mechanical clusters reached their doorsteps. Even after the introduction, some representatives were still somewhat skeptical.

"This... I feel this is a bit alarmist. In fact, the mechanical bodies wouldn’t move in such a large-scale unified action. I think we just need to be careful and avoid them, wait a few years, and it will all calm down."

Some small tribes have only thousands of people in total. They think simply—as long as they hide in deep forests and swamps, the mechanical bodies won’t bother looking for them one by one. In fact, this is how they usually cope, quite adeptly, as for casualties and deaths, even without attacks from mechanical clusters, most of the people in their tribes don’t live beyond forty, death is all too common.

"Perhaps we should guard against this, but the place we live is far from the Fede Alliance, I’m afraid there are few areas where cooperation is possible." The mermaid-like representative of the ’Nether Sea Rescue Association’ shook her head. She was grateful to the Fede Alliance for informing them in advance, but also felt this matter had little to do with herself. Members of the ’Nether Sea Rescue Association’ can breathe underwater, and many of them now live in the sea, where mechanical bodies rarely invade.

"I would like to help, but our ability is very limited."’The representative of the Leafs species spoke. Their numbers add up to a mere thousand, indeed quite weak.

"Looking at the trend on the map, it’s inevitable that our ’Snow Floss Species’ territory will encounter passing mechanical bodies." The woman covered in white fur replied, her voice filled with distress.

"Since the three lords invited us here, surely they have some idea or plan to share, why not get straight to the point?" Saying this, many representatives present echoed and agreed.

"Could the three lords of the Fede Alliance please speak directly?" They aren’t fools and don’t believe this gathering is merely to inform them of the crisis.

At this moment, the three seated at the head exchanged a glance, then Holmes spoke.

"Faced with such a massive natural disaster, relying solely on our Fede Alliance is not enough, hence we hope to gain your cooperation. We need a considerable amount of resources to produce essential items for war, such as weapons, ammunition, food, equipment, medicine, etc., and combat personnel may need to be significantly expanded... "

Holmes outlined the Fede Alliance’s plan, which roughly means to unify the resources of the various organizations and tribes now, undertake full-scale production and expansion to respond to the war.

Although the Eastern tribes are backward and poor, they have a substantial population that can be armed, the rescue associations and settlements along the western coast possess many rare resources, which can be used to prepare precious creations and potions, some well-developed forces also have many who have received primary education, and can quickly expand the industrial system, increase various weapon and equipment output.

Undeniably, this concept is quite grand. If it can truly be implemented, it would unite the forces of the North Continent into one strand, exerting formidable combat power. However, considering the forces on this planet have yet to undergo thorough industrial transformation, not everyone can execute the plan as strongly as intended, there remain old grievances and conflicts among some species and forces, truly implementing this faces many difficulties.

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Indeed, after listening to Holmes’ proposal, many representatives verbally agreed but still expressed that their tribe and force might find it difficult to fulfill the various orders and tasks the alliance had issued.

Facing such outcomes, the host of the Fede Alliance emphasized again the terror and harm of the mechanical clusters, yet many still hesitated, unable to commit to joining.

Some did not trust the Fede Alliance, some felt joining would only make their small organization fodder, others thought this proposal was simply unachievable, ultimately wasting manpower and resources in vain.

The hall divided into several factions engaging in disputes, some in agreement, some in opposition, others proposing various odd plans.

Expecting them to deliberate an outcome, perhaps the mechanical clusters would breach the doors, the girl shook her head secretly.

She stood up, a gust of wind passed through the hall, a biting chill swept over everyone, and then the entire hall fell silent.

At this moment, she blinked, and the previous rampant cold wind dissipated abruptly, subsequently, the hall returned to warmth.

"I hope you realize, this isn’t a matter for endless discussion, but an imminent life-and-death crisis that must be faced." As a Songstress, she could convey the dread of the mechanical clusters through her voice.

Raising her finger, the white shawl on her arm slipped slightly, following the direction of the girl’s fingertip, the projected images in the hall vanished, revealing a clearer and grander scene.

In the stereoscopic and audio-equipped scene, countless mechanical bodies blotted out the sky, crossing the sea like endless gray iron tides, sweeping over the land, and in the distance, a giant floating mother ship emerged amidst the lightning and clouds on the sea.

Such vividly grand scenes delivered an incredibly real impact to everyone present, immediately shattering the luck that many harbored in their hearts for the worst part was that the emotions and scenes transmitted by Tilan were so impactful that it made some representatives lose their will to resist, becoming extremely fearful.

"Such enemies and numbers are simply not what we can confront."

"It’s over, everything is over." Seeing the vast expanse of gray iron figures, some slumped against their chairs, without expectation.

The reactions in the hall varied, yet Tilan was not surprised, merely glancing through before sitting down again.

Now, no one opposed the Fede Alliance’s proposal, only some felt resisting was futile, becoming discouraged.

Seeing everyone consenting, the host swiftly brought out the prepared monocle, began arranging various matters to be conducted thereafter, and assigned some tasks to representatives from different settlements.

Observing the arrangements of the Fede Alliance, Tilan was somewhat appreciative, but felt some aspects lacked.

"I think these tasks shouldn’t merely be notified and arranged, we should establish some sort of plan supervisory body to ensure the smooth implementation of each plan." Though resistance might not succeed, she wanted to try, having something is better than nothing.

Thus, under Tilan’s advocacy, each task planned will have members dispatched by the subsequently selected supervisory agency to each settlement and locale, to supervise and enforce on-site. One part is to prevent some settlements and forces from running away and being inactive, another is to promptly grasp the progress of each project, addressing issues quickly for feedback resolution.

It had a bit of the early plan economy flavor of the Rose Federation, Tilan explained while reminiscing.

At the end of the Fifth Epoch, namely the early period of the Rose Federation’s development, the forces under it were diverse, and the personnel and technology of each organization were uneven. At that time, Isenisha continuously mediated and arranged from within, later gradually unified.

After the Federation was established, those past forces either dissolved and merged into the ordinary populace, retained some technical patents becoming giant enterprises, or, like the Elves, became legacy nobility gate valves.

Today, as Tilan arranges and advocates some plans, she feels a subtle sense, as if experiencing the path Isenisha had trodden back then, although the process was not as grand as Isenisha’s, some sentiments were still similar.

The desires and needs of each tribe vary, each species has preferences and characteristics differing, how to arrange these organizations from different places properly, twisting them into a united force, is indeed a talent that requires constant learning before mastering.

Do your best, despite hope being dim, yet she still wanted to try, for after all, the situation Isenisha faced back then was far more desperate and dark than what she was presently encountering.