Chapter 748: Chapter 117: The People’s Choice Chapter 748: Chapter 117: The People’s Choice At the top of the Isdalia Grand Altar, Cassius sat on the newly constructed marble throne, adapted to accommodate his growing size, exhaling a hot white smoke.
“With these words, you should know what to do…”
Beneath the throne, Ogres, Great Goblins, Tieflings, Lizardfolk, and hundreds of Bipedal Wyvern clan leaders from across the Empire gathered together.
White Dragons, Chiras, and many other retainers with special statuses also crowded around the altar, each occupying a place, even representatives of the players were there in the dozens.
By now, the Empire’s population was nearly ten million, and the internal racial structure was increasingly complex, making the managent system sowhat cumberso.
The individuals present were mostly mbers of the Imperial Senate, almost each one holding a title of nobility of at least Earl or higher, truly significant figures who directed society’s course, and of course, the one being capable of deciding the Empire’s fate was only one—the Ashen Empire’s Emperor.
“rua! Kill them all, take all their money! Show these damned humans your fierceness! And don’t forget to take all the frozen at in their hos!”
Cassius didn’t even need to lift his eyes to know who made such a statent.
As expected, the White Dragon Tiniya, swaying her tail and raising her head high, shouted excitedly, as if eager to head to the South for robbery right then.
The Red Dragon simply ignored her suggestion, looked around and swept a calm gaze over all the retainers.
After pondering for a mont, Dolores, who was also the Imperial Army Marshal and Minister of Military Affairs, stepped forward and knelt on the ground.
“Your Majesty, although Miss Tiniya’s words may be exaggerative, they are not completely without reason. You once said: ‘The truth lies within the range of cannons.’
This operation will be the Empire’s first debut on the Fianso Continent, and we must leave them a ‘deep’ impression.
We need to crush their armies, hang all rebels on the gallows, turn their cities into ruins filled with gunpowder smoke, making these aggressors feel a genuine—fear!”
Dolores’s report was forceful, letting everyone present feel his confidence and decisiveness, along with that deeply ruthless spirit.
Cassius only glanced at him faintly, neither agreeing nor speaking against.
Dragon Blood Monster, this is the Ashen Empire’s true color beneath its glamorous exterior.
The beasts within their hearts had been suppressed in the Empire’s iron cages for too long, only to be fully released during war, wantonly unleashing their brutal, destructive desires.
But Ramp imdiately followed, standing out under Dolores’ sinister gaze and spoke confidently: “Master, I think Duke Dolores is still too extre, his emotions have surpassed his rationality, even harming the interests of the Empire, hence no longer suitable to lead this operation.”
“Ramp, you—”
“Duke Dolores, please respect the rules, speak in an orderly fashion.”
Before Dolores could defend himself, Ramp used a higher level of authority to freeze the air around him, preventing him from making a sound.
“Destroying everything in North Aisier sounds satisfying, but it would only cause the major powers of Fianso to beco hostile towards us, and might even prompt them to unite against the Empire as a ‘vast and evil entity.’
What we need to do is to showcase the Empire’s power, establish a firm footing on the Fianso Continent.
Therefore, we should fully leverage the advantages of the Empire’s chanized and magicized troops, striking the enemy with lightning speed before they can React—completely annihilating the forces entrenched in North Aisier.
Afterwards, we will capture all their cities, forcing other powers to begrudgingly acknowledge the existence of the Empire.”
“But that damned human, he insulted His Majesty! He also insulted the Empire!”
“We can’t let them off so easily!”
“Yes, let them pay the price! Let them witness firsthand, the Empire’s Steel Torrent!”
Great Goblins and Bugbear officers swung their weapons, shouting constantly—this is the current temperant of the Ashen Empire.
For these extre warmongers, even a slight resistance from the others, not submitting to them, is seen as a grave insult to the Empire, to His Majesty Cassius, necessitating a “severe price” to be paid.
In the current Empire’s higher echelons, there are hardly any doves, only hawks and relatively less extre hawks, while peacemakers like Olivia have long been ousted from the power core.
“But this is not beneficial for the Empire’s interests! It only satisfies the destructive desires of you fools!”
“We demand the Empire’s interest! His Majesty Cassius’s authority is sacred and inviolable! Anyone who dares to challenge it—should be crushed into pieces!”
“I think you are blinded by greed! You claim it’s to uphold His Majesty’s dignity, but in reality, it’s to expend more shells, letting you earn more Gold Coins, right?
His Majesty Cassius has said, senseless slaughter only brings trouble; he wants a kingdom of order, not a den of beasts!”
In this way, around the strategy of marching South, the two factions on the Isdalia Grand Altar once again engaged in a fierce debate, with saliva flying and splashing all over.
Both sides used the words Cassius had spoken as their argunts, accusing each other of not being loyal enough, not considering enough for the Empire, slightly in a manner of “quoting scriptures.”
But Cassius no longer had the patience to listen, with just a glance, the fiercely debating crowd instantly quieted down, and the previously bustling venue suddenly beca deathly silent.
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