Chapter 1285 - 860: Integrating Tendrils_2

Chapter 1285: Chapter 860: Integrating Tendrils_2

Even if someone gets a brain freeze, there will always be others to kick him awake.

I’m not joking when I say, even with the current Beastman Emperor’s orders, the officials below will try their best to prevent or disobey covertly.

He raised a second finger, his voice colder and harder: "Second: The cost. If the leadership of the opposing faction is friendly to the Night Watchers, they would rather suppress this matter, even secretly make things difficult for Karen and his people, as a gesture of goodwill towards the Night Watchers."

This is no joke, the Night Watchers hold moral high ground, are generous and kind, and are always fighting on the front lines.

Other than upper-class people and those with vested interests, the middle and lower classes are full of goodwill toward the Night Watchers.

The achievements over a dozen years are no joke, they’ve already taken root all over the world.

Goodwill begets good fruits.

"If there are factions hostile to the Night Watchers..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the tense listeners: "...they also dare not act rashly. Because at this critical juncture, anyone who jumps out to openly accuse or attack the Night Watchers for ’interfering in internal affairs’ stands against all races and forces currently being assisted by the Night Watchers, effectively obstructing the operation of the entire joint defense conference."

They cannot afford the consequences of being isolated, or even considered ’disrupting the resistance against the Void army’.

"Those with more power above them, regardless of what they truly feel, in this life and death moment, for the greater good, will surely suppress these restless opposition voices!"

Torru’s eyes lit up: "So...the people above will simply pretend not to see?"

"Exactly."

Gertai nodded, "During this time, this issue will be ’coldly handled’."

"Those at the top of the Wolf Race can at most reprimand Karen for inefficiency, asking them to handle the matter discreetly, or recruit elsewhere.

"Under the pressure of Void invasion, no one dares at this time to rashly start a dispute with the Night Watchers over such a conflict."

His explanation was clearer and more systematic, easily convincing everyone present.

Upon closer reflection, it indeed seemed so.

Such actions will not be ignored; the Beastman leadership will surely be aware, but they will at most keep a record of the matter, waiting until the last eruption or collective opposition, using it as one of the insignificant materials to intensify the offensive against the Night Watchers.

But this is merely a lovely thought.

All current forces have become increasingly reliant on the Night Watchers.

Even though the upper echelons of various forces harbor ulterior motives.

The oppressive atmosphere in the conference hall seemed to ease slightly.

Elder Alyssa let out a long sigh, Ferrer’s tightly clenched fist relaxed a bit.

Wendell, the Mayor’s furrowed brows slightly eased, but his eyes were still filled with deep worry: "Captain, what you said is reasonable. But how long can this ’cold handling’ last? The Void crisis will eventually ebb or... worsens. The Wolf Race’s resentment won’t vanish, their eyes are still fixated here."

Unlike the others present, as a Mayor, he vaguely felt what Gertai wanted to do, or rather, what the Night Watchers wanted to do.

Today’s conflict, while helping them, was exactly what the Night Watchers intended; they deliberately mediated the conflict from start to finish, never truly expecting the other side to do anything, as it was already foreseen and arranged.

Of course, this isn’t to say the Wolf Race’s conscription is related to them, just that they foresaw this and have been waiting.

The mayor has consistently resisted such matters.

Whether it’s the Wolf Race or the Night Watchers, both seem to want to use them.

It’s just the Wolf Race is pure exploitation, while the Night Watchers’ intentions remain unclear.

"This is precisely the time we need to utilize."

Gertai stood up, his voice filled with undeniable determination, "Wendell, Hope, Ferrer, Elder Alyssa, inform everyone in town who can bear arms: Gather at the guild training ground before dawn tomorrow.

"The Night Watchers will provide basic combat, archery, and reconnaissance enhancement training. Torru, Sela, you will be responsible."

He turned to the Dwarf: "Hope, you are familiar with engineering, lead people to reinforce the town’s walls, especially the vulnerable points that are easy to breach. Build according to the standard semi-underground bunker structure, leveraging your Rabbit Race’s strengths."

Finally, his gaze settled on the old Mayor, with a faint, imperceptible firmness in his eyes: "Also, I need a safe and concealed location. The Night Watchers will set up a terminal node, connecting our communication network.

"If the situation truly escalates, the Night Watchers can quickly know and react. This period is the window left for Tule Root to breathe and grow — turning it from a vulnerable field at others’ mercy into one that can sprout thorns resisting storms!"

The Mayor’s worries materialized.

The Wolf Race merely wanted to recruit dozens of adults for war, while the Night Watchers seem to want everything, as if doing it for their benefit.

He looked at the others present.

Everyone seemed oblivious to anything, or perhaps they had long been aware of something.

Even Elder Alyssa, appearing somewhat delicate, nodded slightly at this moment.

He opened his mouth but said nothing.

For he couldn’t criticize the Night Watchers for anything, the actions over the years had long won everyone’s trust, including his.

He knew the Night Watchers seem to want to do something, and it might bring danger to the town, yet he still couldn’t stop them.