Xyrin Empire-Chapter 214 - A Hat A Crushing Burden

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: A Hat, A Crushing Burden Chapter 214 -214: A Hat, A Crushing Burden Looking at Victor, who was still delivering a passionate speech, I felt a wave of disgust.

Another self-righteous, stubborn fool, another arrogantly noble aristocrat—the only value of this guy’s existence is to be an antagonistic NPC who provides a substantial amount of initial experience for the protagonist’s team!

Victor didn’t notice the impatience in my eyes, still lost in a fantasy world where he received unanimous praise after his self-righteous speech, “… The Forgotten … I still tend to call them Undead creatures, oh, of course, I don’t mean any disrespect to these now-freed Dead Souls. I just want to remind everyone of their true identity, let’s recall how The Forgotten stepped forward to where they are today: betrayal! Endless betrayal, the betrayal of the living, of justice. They betrayed their vile master, the Witch Demon King, then called themselves The Forgotten, and now, they’ve begun betraying again, slipping back into a dark and evil camp. Perhaps, Queen, you truly aspire to save this scarred world, and I’m willing to believe that there are a few among The Forgotten who still adhere to justice. However, Queen, I hope you understand that the Salvation Army needs strong allies, the support of an entire race. If only a handful of a race are willing to embrace justice, then I’m afraid we will have to exclude this race, we can’t afford the risk of betrayal by an entire race for the sake of a few who are virtually insignificant in the greater scheme of things—I beg forgiveness, we are engaged in a grand endeavor to save the world, a small sacrifice is… necessary…”

“Damn, he’s really putting on a show,” Lin Xue suddenly leaned over, whispering, “As if he’s some kind of leader of the Salvation Army. When did it become his turn to speak for the Salvation Army?”

“Some people are just like that—once they become arrogant to a certain degree, they start to forget who they are, just like those who say ‘I humbly represent all the citizens blah blah blah’—who asked you to represent them!”

Seeing that the fervent guy in front of me had no intention of ending his speech, I grew impatient, so I mustered my spiritual power and sent a message directly into Sylvanas’s mind.

The sudden voice in her mind startled Sylvanas; she almost thought the Witch Demon King’s influence had resurfaced—in the chaotic times of the past, such a voice had never ceased to echo in her mind. But quickly, she calmed down and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

This sight took her cohorts by surprise: the Queen smiling? Even more terrifying, the Queen smiling in such a situation? Had she been driven mad by that despicable human Holy Knight?

“A very exciting and provocative speech,” Sylvanas suddenly spoke coldly, her gaze fixed on Victor across the table, who was brimming with self-righteousness and satisfaction, “But Mr. Envoy from the Human Race, don’t you think this kind of statement is somewhat inappropriate for the occasion?”

Victor glanced at Sylvanas and the Dead Souls behind her with contempt, then put on an affected tone, “Forgive me, Queen, I know my words have upset you. Please believe, I hold no prejudice against The Forgotten, and I keep the Divine Envoy’s teachings in mind. I am merely stating facts, hoping everyone remains vigilant against the inevitable flaws in the nature of undead creatures. Of course, I would very much like to fight alongside you. But before that, I hope you can find a way to bring your people back into your fold. Otherwise… alas, in the future you might end up fighting on the front lines alone like an ordinary soldier.”

The faint red glow in Sylvanas’s eyes flared briefly, her lips curving imperceptibly, “No, Mr. Human Envoy, that’s not what I meant. I just wanted to remind you that you are presumptuously speaking for the entire Salvation Army in the presence of the true Supreme Commander. Isn’t that rather abrupt? If you truly have these thoughts, you could have mentioned them in private.”

“I…” Victor was stunned by Sylvanas’s words, and it was then that he suddenly realized where he was and what his habitual speech might imply, looking towards our direction with panic—finally, he noticed the sternness in our eyes.

“Human, I have a piece of advice to give you.” Sandora’s tone was flat, yet it carried an undeniable authority. She serenely looked in Victor’s direction, and where her gaze passed, everyone lowered their heads, unable to withstand the invisible pressure. They felt as if they were facing an almighty presence before whom even the slightest glance was a serious offense—not even the proud Dragon Clan was exempt.

I watched the girl sitting beside me with astonishment. At this moment, the majesty and nobility she exhibited completely overturned my image of the wild lass who was always happily tagging along behind me, laughing and joking. I could hardly believe that such a regal Queen’s presence could emanate from Sandora—believe it or not, just a few hours ago, she was nestled in my arms with a giant cake, studying “Chinese Cuisine 100 Skills” with her sister.

Victor, who was under the greatest pressure, was already sweating profusely, trembling all over. But what horrified him the most was that he couldn’t even lower his head to avoid those eyes full of supreme authority. It seemed that the Golden-haired Girl’s eyes held a sort of inconceivable magic that completely controlled his movements. Other than widening his terrified eyes to meet that gaze, which could almost cause an ordinary person to crumble, Victor could not make any other movement. Slowly, he felt as if everything around him, even the entire world, had vanished, leaving only those eyes fixated on him…

“Never presume to be superior. Illusory appearances are meaningless. Even the soul of an emperor is not much nobler than that of a beggar.”

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Actually, Sandora had something else she refrained from saying: in my eyes, you carbon-based life forms are no different from a pile of rocks.

Obviously, that wasn’t something she could say lightly…

Having finished speaking, Sandora withdrew her imposing aura. The tremendous pressure that had flooded the meeting room and nearly suffocated everyone vanished in an instant. The only proof that the past few seconds hadn’t been an illusion was the cold sweat dripping down the faces of the representatives.

At that moment, the delegates of various races, who had been somewhat dismissive of the “Divine Envoys” because of Little Baobao and her actions in the meeting, once again realized that, despite some odd personalities, they were indeed Divine Envoys!

Maybe that little girl snoozing in the corner with a bowl in her arms had the power to destroy an entire city!

“Whew… that really scared me…” Lin Xue suddenly whispered at that time, and I noticed she was stealthily wiping sweat, “I never imagined Sandora could be so terrifying. I won’t ever fight with her over the last piece of cake again.”

“I didn’t feel much,” I said, scratching my head, feeling that everyone else was overreacting. Although Sandora had become very serious in an instant, was it really necessary to scare everyone to this extent?

Lin Xue gave me a glance and said in a voice just loud enough for me to hear clearly: “That’s because you are a dense blockhead!”

I: “…”

I felt that engaging with Lin Xue’s words was a terrible mistake.

Seeing that the atmosphere had grown somewhat awkward, I spoke up to break the silence: The scheduled performance hasn’t even begun, how could we let Mr. Noble Victor off so easily with a “boxed lunch”?

I cleared my throat and then looked around at the representatives of various races who pretended to listen carefully, and I declared loudly: “Although Special Envoy Victor’s remarks were unfair, the Salvation Army’s tenets of tolerance and democracy within its codex must remain unchanged… Anwina, check if we have this clause in the Salvation Army’s codex we agreed upon yesterday. If not, add it…”

Everyone: “…”

“Alright, let’s pretend you didn’t hear what I just said. What I mean is, since Special Envoy Victor has made a statement, we should take it seriously and consider it a formal proposal—after all, everyone present here represents their entire race, and every word said represents the will of the entire race.

“I now declare a proposal: starting today, any unit of the Salvation Army that loses its combat effectiveness should immediately be abandoned by all members of the Salvation Army, and this unit that has lost its value will be dismissed from the Salvation Army. Additionally, should any race experience an internal rebellion, the Salvation Army allies will firmly refuse to send aid and will instead launch an attack on that race.

“The above proposal is put forth by Human Special Envoy Victor on behalf of all humans of the Alliance. Now, please cast your votes.”