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Chapter 1055 - 1055 148 Central Continent Ceasefire Turmoil_2

1055: Chapter 148, Central Continent Ceasefire Turmoil_2 1055: Chapter 148, Central Continent Ceasefire Turmoil_2 The Allied Human Army had been unable to form for quite some time, a major reason being that the various powers of the South Continent had suffered too great losses in the war.

The newly occupied territories were not at peace either, necessitating the retention of a large military force to suppress the Alien Remnants, leaving genuinely little mobile military power at their disposal.

In addition to the strain on military forces, it was estimated that strategic resources would also be scarce.

In the short term, gathering enough resources for an army of a million, even with the cooperation of all parties, would take a considerable amount of time.

The South Continent battlefield was at its prime, while the Central Continent battlefield was suffering huge losses.

Small countries were wiped out directly, and the three major countries were trembling with fear.

The Northern Continent battlefield was the most unique, with the Prairie Seven Kingdoms and several small western countries all being major losers.

Whether Alpha Kingdom and Moxi Duchy could emerge as winners hinged on whether Warhammer Kingdom could be restored or not.

There was no other choice, as compensation for losses couldn’t be found among the Different Races; inheriting the legacy of fallen allies was the only option remaining.

More precisely, whether Hudson and Caesar IV could become winners depended on whether Moxi Duchy could inherit part of the legacy of Warhammer Kingdom.

As for Alpha Kingdom, there was simply no possibility of expanding westward.

The prestige they earned on the battlefield inevitably drew fear and wariness.

As soon as any intent to move west was displayed, not only would the Elves and Ancient Heritage Alliance erupt, even Moxi Duchy, their junior partner, would not be able to tolerate it.

The Kingdom’s continued development to the north, slowly grinding against the Orcs on the great plains, was what all parties preferred to see.

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Upon opening the doors to the meeting room of the Human Alliance Council in Lutesya, the representatives were immediately greeted with an overwhelming pressure.

These recent days had not been peaceful for the council either, with arguments erupting at every major meeting, often leading to outright brawls.

Furniture such as tables and chairs were basically replaced after every meeting.

Especially the representatives from the northern and central parts of the continent, who displayed more anger than the others.

Often during a heated debate, a slap would come down, and tables would be completely written off.

As such incidents became frequent, even the deep-pocketed “sponsors” could no longer bear it.

Overcome with anger, Charles III simply swapped the finely crafted high-end custom furniture for generic items.

Once the quality was lowered, Charles III ceased to care.

It was all just commonplace stuff worth a few silver coins—let them wreak havoc as they pleased; the Frank Kingdom had plenty of wood.

The Clergy had been the ones facing the harshest criticism in previous days, with a few kingdoms from the South Continent helping to share the burden, but today it was clear that the main characters were about to change.

“The fiercely contested Central Continent has suddenly announced a cessation of hostilities!”

Upon receiving this shocking news, everyone’s first reaction was disbelief, but after confirmation from multiple sources, all were forced to face the reality.

As the host, Charles III once again opted to be absent.

He had no choice; the council members were too mad.

Every time he made an appearance, a group of councilors would surround him, urging the Frank Kingdom to send troops to help them reclaim their territories, but the problem was that the investment did not justify the returns.

Especially those representatives with no hope of restoring their own countries, their behavior was most outrageous, appearing ready to break the pot they could no longer use.

It’s not a good choice to pit porcelain against rubble.

If any councilor became desperate and decided to take him, the King, hostage, forcing the Frank Kingdom to send troops, that would be quite a spectacle.

Similar farces had already occurred.

There had been council members who opposed sending troops, only to be beaten black and blue in the council.

As the meeting chair, Duke Bergson stepped into the meeting room with immense pressure upon him.

“Have Earl Onofre from South Coast Kingdom, Earl Selus from Dante Kingdom, and Count Miles from Black Forest Kingdom arrived?”

He finished speaking and his gaze wandered around the great hall, but unfortunately, the three were nowhere to be seen.

“Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, Earl Onofre, Earl Selus, and Count Miles have just sent someone to excuse themselves, claiming a relapse of an old illness has left them unconscious and unable to attend today’s meeting.”

The guard rushed in from outside to report.

The news ignited fury among the assembled councilors, who had all organized their accusations, waiting for the representatives of the three kingdoms to arrive to demand an explanation, only to find they wouldn’t be coming after all.

Especially the excuse for the absence, further provoking the crowd.

For the representatives of the three kingdoms to all simultaneously suffer a relapse and fall unconscious seemed to be an insult to everyone’s intelligence.

In an instant, the great hall was filled with endless curses, especially from the representatives of the small countries of the Central Continent who had been betrayed.

They were the most impassioned with their curses.

A cessation of hostilities wasn’t the issue—they could have at least included everyone!

To finalize everything without so much as a warning was a clear sign that the three kingdoms had abandoned their smaller allies.

From a rational perspective, now that the three kingdoms of the Central Continent were struggling to fend for themselves, it was normal not to have the capacity to manage these minor allies.

But as those directly involved, being rational was indubitably not an option.

Representatives clamored one after another, demanding accountability for the unilateral dealings of the three kingdoms with the Alien Coalition.

Unfortunately, aside from their loud voices, they had essentially lost the right to speak, even powerless to initiate a motion for a vote.

In this regard, the positions of the major powers were very clear: they couldn’t allow a group of obliterated small countries to lead them by the nose.

Not kicking them out of the Human Alliance was merely everyone considering appearances and upholding the legal traditions of the Alliance.

Once this session of the Alliance Council adjourned, these representatives, who represented no one, would no longer be members of the Human Alliance Council.

Watching the chaotic meeting unfold, Duke Bergson immediately erupted, “Order!

Guards maintain order—if anyone shouts and disrupts, throw them out!”