"Whether Charles will agree to the alchemist's duel, or whether he even wants to, is entirely up to him." Miles said slowly. "What we need to do is make everyone aware that if they want Genosha to submit, they must pay a price!"
He had already made up his mind, there could be no more retreat.
What happened in the Genosha alchemist guild cannot be hidden. Now, the reactions from Genosha are being closely watched by all parties involved.
If Genosha chooses to back down and show weakness, it will be seen as a small nation that can be easily bullied.
Kingston could easily use this incident to promote his agenda, and if he does, the morale that had risen because of Charles would plumt once again.
Moreover, Miles had a favorable view of Charles's future.
He understood very clearly that Ezra and Colton were both Charles's ntors and key figures in Genosha, and he needed to show them the respect they deserved.
So, it would be better to hand the choice over to Charles and Colton, allowing them to make their own decisions.
Before Charles and Colton made their choices, what he needed to do was maintain a firm stance, expressing his concern and importance for Charles, and showing respect for Colton.
"Mason, where are you?" Miles said slowly.
The usually silent General Mason of Genosha quickly stepped forward and answered in a booming voice, "I am here!"
"It's ti for you to get out there, mobilize an army of ten thousand, and rush to the front lines at the border!" Miles commanded without hesitation.
"Understood!" Mason turned and left without a mont's hesitation.
He had a lot to do, mobilizing the army was not as simple as it seed. Kingston had already taken action, and he needed to move quickly.
"Nathaniel, where are you?" Miles called again.
"I am here!" Nathaniel stepped forward.
"Announce to all the citizens of Genosha to prepare for war. All resources, manpower, and financial support must be ready. We will show our attitude through our actions." Miles ordered.
Nathaniel's expression was serious as he took a deep breath and replied loudly:
"Understood!"
Imdiately, all institutions in Genosha were activated. Television stations and dia outlets urgently issued mobilization announcents and warti declarations. No one was allowed to leave Genosha without permission.
This move instantly caused an uproar.
Countless people from Genosha began to discuss:
"Damn Kingston, he actually wants to mobilize troops to threaten us. Genosha is not so easy to subdue!"
"Since a fight is about to break out anyway, why not just go and take out those two alchemists from the Haunted Marsh? They're way too arrogant!"
"Exactly, at the very least, we need to let them know that we are not to be bullied!"
Without hesitation, many Beast Masters from Genosha left their hos and took to the streets.
The once bustling streets were now sowhat desolate.
The crowded vendors and pedestrians had all disappeared, in the atmosphere of impending war, everyone was staying quietly at ho.
Groups of Beast Masters gathered in front of the hotel where Quinn was staying.
However, as soon as they appeared, they were stopped by large numbers of soldiers.
"Damn it, they're the enemy! Are you soldiers really here to protect them?" one of the Beast Masters from Genosha shouted angrily.
Imdiately, an officer among the soldiers stepped forward to explain, saying:
"Brother, don't get wrong. I'm here on orders to keep an eye on them. If they manage to escape, that would be a real problem."
The Beast Master from Genosha looked skeptical and asked, "Is that true? Aren't you here to protect them?"
"Of course not! If I had to protect people like them, I'd rather quit! Ugh! What kind of scum do they think they are to deserve our protection? I would rather protect Charles, but he doesn't need it." the officer replied.
The answer left the Genosha Beast Masters feeling uneasy. It wasn't about being against Genosha or these soldiers, they just felt like they had co for nothing, having accomplished nothing.
Frustrated, the Genosha Beast Masters quickly gathered so rotten tomatoes and stinky eggs, hurling them madly at the windows of Quinn's hotel room.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"You are not welco here!"
"Get back to the Haunted Marsh!"
"How dare you threaten Charles and Genosha? Don't let catch you at the wrong ti!"
"Charles is our hero, you are not worthy to challenge him in an alchemist duel!"
One after another, rotten tomatoes and stinky eggs were thrown at the windows. The previously clean and tidy glass shattered instantly, and a lot of garbage was thrown into the room.
Seven listened to the angry shouts outside and the hotel TV broadcasting that Genosha was about to enter a full warti ergency.
His heart was filled with anxiety, constantly rising and falling.
At that mont, Seven could never have imagined that things would escalate to this point.
"Are these Genosha people crazy? They should just force Charles to agree to the alchemist duel and leave it at that! Why does it have to be such a big deal?" Seven gritted his teeth and said.
Quinn, on the other hand, showed no signs of worry. Instead, he comforted his apprentice and spoke slowly:
"Don't worry, they wouldn't dare to do anything to us. If they did, they would have more enemies than just Kingston. The wrath from the Haunted Marsh is sothing a small nation cannot bear."
Though he said this, Quinn was not completely sure in his heart.
Genosha's strong stance was not sothing an ordinary small nation could achieve. If anything went wrong and a fight broke out, he and Seven might truly find it impossible to escape.
However, Seven was unaware of the worries in Quinn's heart. Hearing Quinn's response, he let out a sigh of relief and then began to mutter angrily:
"These brainless fools! If it were up to , I'd just have Charles agree to the alchemist duel and avoid any unnecessary sacrifices."
Quinn glanced at his angrily shouting apprentice and sighed. He thought to himself that young people were too young, when it ca to matters of state, many factors and long-term considerations were involved.
"Alright, you can step back. Let them make a fuss outside." Quinn said slowly. He had other things to prepare for, such as getting ready for the worst outcos.
What Quinn did not expect was that after receiving his response, Seven beca even more incensed, starting to rant on Genosha's social dia, posting one topic after another:
[Useless Charles!]
[A false hero, just a cowardly and weak waste!]
[It's truly pathetic for you people from Genosha, you've never seen a real genius!]
[If Charles dares to agree to an alchemist duel with , I'll show you how a false genius falls.]
Four consecutive topics shot up the trending list in an instant, and countless people from Genosha furiously replied below.
The noise outside the hotel grew even louder, with more and more rotten tomatoes and stinky eggs being hurled at the windows.
Seven lay comfortably in his chair, turned on the sound system, and played a classic piece of music.
He gazed at the blurry windows, imagining how wonderful it would be to utterly defeat Charles in alchemy, watching a true genius being unable to touch alchemy ever again.
"That would be such a marvelous thing, a genius, ha ha ha, will ultimately beco my defeated foe!" Seven couldn't help but spin in his chair, laughing uproariously.
The sounds of knocking outside and laughter inside blended together at that mont, rging with the music playing in the background.
...
Although the people of Genosha were very angry about Seven's comnts, deep down they knew that Charles likely wouldn't be a match for Seven.
After all, Charles had beco a senior alchemist in too short a ti, and Seven was also an alchemist from the Haunted Marsh, stronger than most other alchemists!
In a small place like Genosha, there was a natural filter regarding the Haunted Marsh, many people would never reach the legendary Haunted Marsh in their lifeti.
It was the center of the Ethereal Grove, with the incredibly prosperous Calivia, various cutting-edge technologies, powerful Beast Masters, and so on. Everything felt distant yet enchanting.
However, this ti, the people of Genosha witnessed just how high and mighty the people from the Haunted Marsh truly were.
"Ugh! So this is how arrogant alchemists from the Haunted Marsh can be?"
"If it weren't for these soldiers blocking the way, I would have gone in and beaten those two up already!"
"Hey, do you think Charles has any hope of becoming a top-tier alchemist in just seven days? If that happens, all our problems would be solved."
"That's true, this arrogant Seven will eventually reap what he sows and will never touch alchemy again in his life!"
"But is it really possible? Charles has only been a senior alchemist for a month, that's too short of a ti."
"Yeah, it really is too short."
As they spoke, the Beast Masters gathered outside the hotel sighed in unison. Their earlier anger was also a manifestation of their helplessness.
Ti passed bit by bit, and the Beast Masters outside the hotel grew less agitated and fell into silence.
The fists they had clenched tightly slowly relaxed, and their once straight backs bent down.
Many Beast Masters couldn't help but lower their heads and quicken their pace to leave.
Faint music began to play, and the scene of the ssy street and the slowly departing figures was frozen in that mont.
Only a few stubborn Beast Masters remained scattered on the street, gazing at the hotel in the distance, listening to the faint music in their ears, and a flicker of hope appeared in their hearts.
"Maybe Charles can bring about a miracle once again?"
"For others, seven days is far from enough, but Charles is not an ordinary person, he is a hero of Genosha, a true genius!" the Beast Masters thought to themselves involuntarily.
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