Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 899 - 566: Sambia’s Conspiracy_2

Chapter 899: Chapter 566: Sambia’s Conspiracy_2

"No, the impact of this matter is simply too great. Once the dam breaks, it will be difficult to seal it again. The terrain of The Frozen Lands is so low and lacks a sea outlet, all the water will accumulate here, creating a brand-new marshland. Countless creatures of The Frozen Lands will die unexpectedly, and the residents of Feather Wing Valley and Tillage Valley will utterly despise us, aligning themselves completely against us."

"This is just the immediate impact. Over time, the entire Valley will bear a grudge against us and combine forces to oppose us, especially when faced with the unusual presence of Gaven Nort in the Conqueror Army, the situation will become even worse."

"Before the dam breach, you hesitated countless times about this plan, which we could justify by claiming we could withstand the flood peak. Now that the dam has burst, you’re still hesitating. Even without discharging floods into The Frozen Lands, our reputation in the Valley isn’t going anywhere good. You’re thinking about preserving this pitiful reputation while ignoring huge benefits and neglecting our own lieges, is this how you act as Commanders?"

"You’re right, this method will indeed offend the people of the Valley, but it can also win us a better reputation in Sambia. Considering the overall benefits, I support this plan."

"This is a desperate solution. Between Sambia and the Valley, one must choose whom to harm, and I’d rather harm the Valley than our Sambia."

"This is a permanent solution. With The Frozen Lands acting as an outlet, whenever the water level of the Ashaba River exceeds a certain limit, it will automatically discharge into The Frozen Lands. We only need to ensure our dam is higher than the discharge outlet there, and we can rest easy."

"I agree with this approach!"

"I, too, agree with this approach!"

These Sambiyian merchants displayed their greedy and evil faces thoroughly. Compared to their own interests, the welfare and safety of the people were all secondary.

Even those who opposed discharging floods into The Frozen Lands were not concerned about the fate of the creatures there, but rather feared angering the people of the Valley, which would affect Sambia’s subsequent development.

If they didn’t have this concern, they wouldn’t have waited until the flood breached the dam to take action; they would have started preparations much earlier.

"What about the Conqueror Army? This matter hasn’t been decided yet!"

"What time is it, and you’re still clinging to this issue? Let’s proceed as we previously agreed. Send envoys to the Santarin Association, Dark Castle, Komeer Kingdom, and Giant Dragon Coast to rally all the forces we can. I refuse to believe that a hastily formed army of civilians can really break through our encirclement."

"I am willing to go as an envoy to Dark Castle."

"I’ll go to Dark Castle. I have business relations there with their leaders, and I can speak to them more conveniently."

"It’s better for me to go to Dark Castle. I have a group of Hobgoblin Mercenaries under me, and they can be useful there."

"I’ll head to..."

"I am willing to go as an envoy to the Santarin Association."

"I will go to Komeer Kingdom."

"I will go to Giant Dragon Coast."

Many Sambiyian merchants eagerly volunteered, especially for going to Dark Castle, over which they fought tooth and nail, seeing it as lucrative.

Those eyeing the Conqueror Army’s looted wealth weren’t just the Monster Tribe; these merchants coveted it too. Only by directly involving themselves in this conflict would they stand a chance to get a share, an advantage not available in other scenarios.

However, it was also highly competitive since they would be acting as national special envoys, their bargaining power substantial enough to secure themselves some benefits easily.

Thinking of private interest before public, this was a consistent thought process for Sambiyian merchants. If they hadn’t thought and acted this way, it would really prove something fishy was going on.

"Councilor Kendrick, since you proposed this plan, the task of going to Dark Castle and overseeing the organization of the Monster Army should be handed over to the Selcok Family, no objections, right?" The seemingly dozing Great Commander Oudes was merely resting his eyes, as he had the whole pace of the session under his control.

Including the councilor who seemed to rashly interrupt the session, he was one of Oudes’ men. News of the dam breach had already been delivered when discussion on handling the Conqueror Army began.

He feared that these merchant councilors would be distracted, so he deliberately held back the information until the critical moment, then released it, effortlessly shifting their focus and masterfully manipulating all the merchant councilors between his fingers, making them think the entire council’s decisions were thoughtfully debated.

"No objections."

"I have no objections either."

"This is only natural."

"Councilor Kendrick fully deserves this task."

The Sambiyian merchant councilors unanimously expressed their agreement, not a single one opposed.

It wasn’t that Councilor Kendrick had such high prestige, but rather his representation of the Selcok Family, the second-largest family in Sambia, just behind Oudes’ Yamast Family, and there was even the intent to surpass and replace it.

With the two major families having expressed their stance, it was natural for others not to voice any dissent.

"Can this task be assigned to another family? I am willing to personally go to Giant Dragon Coast." Councilor Kendrick, the person involved, however, raised an objection.