I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

But both Witt and Fyodor knew that Yan Jun's attitude alone was not enough. The attitude of the one who stood above the entire Great Yan would determine the direction of their next plan.

"The Flame Lord invites Your Majesty to join the Terra Community as an ally."

"community……"

Fyodor sat back down in his chair and nodded to Vittor, indicating that he should explain in more detail.

"The Terra Community that Yan Jun refers to is a group formed by an alliance of multiple countries. Each member state enjoys relatively equal treatment, and member states cannot wage war against each other..."

"In other words, Lord Yan is inviting us to form an alliance."

"Although it was Yan Jun who spoke, Your Majesty, there must be some divine lord behind this."

"That's for sure, Witt. You and I both know that."

Although Fyodor was young and strong, he was not a brute.

"The abilities and prestige of this current Yan Jun alone are not enough to establish a community and occupy a dominant position."

The only one who can truly win the hearts and minds of all the nations today is the one from the Yan Kingdom.

"Witt, besides us, how many other members are there in the community?"

"Your Majesty, this is Yan Jun's letter. Information about the community is inside."

Witte handed the letter to the emperor.

There are some things he needs to understand personally.

"...Flame...Latran...Kazdel...Kazdel?"

Fyodor's face showed surprise.

Lateran has been guiding the so-called "messengers of all nations" in recent years, maintaining close ties with various countries, so receiving the invitation is quite reasonable.

As a long-standing neighbor, Ursus fought together against the northern alien races and had dealings with each other. As powerful nations, it was only natural that they were invited.

But Kazdel...

"Isn't the war in Kazdel over? What could that god-king possibly care about in that ruined land?"

"The Sarkaz are a powerful force that cannot be ignored, Your Majesty."

Witte began to popularize science for the emperor, who lived deep in the palace and had little access to information about the world.

“Wendigo, which was only a part of the Sarkaz that was given to the late Empress, has always played an important role in the Empire as one of our cornerstones.”

The armored Wendigo Legion is an exceptionally skilled force, whether fighting demons in the north or engaging in external attacks. And this is only an army largely composed of mixed-race Wendigos.

"Moreover, the Sarkaz are scattered throughout the land, and their presence can be found in every country and region. If Kazdel can be established, given the Demon King's influence... Your Majesty, I think you would not want to see those Sarkaz gathered together."

The Sarkaz are given the derogatory title of "demon" not only because of their conduct, but also because of the terrible calamities they once caused.

"So... that god-king wants to take control of Kazdel... no, the entire Sarkaz race?"

If that's the case...

Fyodor couldn't imagine what would happen next.

“Even without the Sarkaz as a sharp blade… Your Majesty, that one person alone is enough to sweep across the land.”

Seeing that he was about to let his mind wander again, Witt couldn't help but remind him.

If the Great Yan Dynasty had any ambition to expand outwards, the rulers of all the kingdoms would have to go and meet their ancestors the next day.

"...That's true. Even the late emperor, who launched so many wars, didn't dare to provoke the Great Yan..."

Fyodor rubbed his temples, then continued browsing the letters.

"Hai Si...wait, what is Hai Si?"

If Kazdel surprised him, then this one called Haisi completely baffled him.

"According to the messenger, the other party is a being from the sea, Your Majesty."

The guard's words were also very vague, so Witt didn't know the specifics, only that the other party said they were allies from the sea.

"Sea people? Like Agor?"

Fyodor nodded slightly.

If that's the case, then he understands.

"Their technology must be very advanced."

Iberia, which only had some interaction with Agor, was powerful enough to rival Gaul before the Great Tranquility. As a nation in the sea, Iberia's technology must also be very advanced.

Perhaps by establishing diplomatic relations with Da Yan, the people of Ursus could also experience the benefits of rapid technological development.

"This... I don't know."

"It's alright. If we can become allies, we'll inevitably cross paths sooner or later. We'll find out then."

Fyodor continued reading the letter.

Are these the only member countries in the first batch?

"If nothing unexpected happens, we and Sami should be among the second batch of members of the community."

Like Da Yan, Feodor also received a notice from Sami, which is one of the reasons why he firmly ordered the Inner Guard to act as messengers to Da Yan.

"Your Majesty, and Victoria as well. Yan Jun's messenger has also been sent to Victoria."

Witt recounted the information he had obtained from the messenger through Lungmen's allies, using it as a tool for exerting pressure.

"Victoria?"

Fyodor felt he could not understand the thoughts of that god.

The Demon King of Kazdel is dead, the Regent is missing, and the entire kingdom is in disarray. It's best for that god to interfere in such a place.

Victoria has been without a monarch for over a decade. How does that divine ruler intend to take Victoria under his wing? By supporting a Grand Duke? But the people there only recognize the bloodlines of Drak and Aslan.

Or……

Does that god-king have descendants of Drak or Aslan?

"Your Majesty, you are aware of this matter as well."

Wikipedia has begun to review his actions.

"You should know about the assassination of the Duke of Kosice a few years ago."

"Yes. His territory was also devoured by those disgusting legions. Those worms! That land should have belonged to the Empire, to its people!"

The young emperor recalled the incident that had enraged him so much that his temper was about to flare up again.

"Phew... Sorry, Witt, please continue."

"You should also have heard of Kosich's daughter."

"Kosich's daughter?"

"Several years ago, he was a young nobleman who was taught by Duke Kosiché, was polite, ambitious and promising."

"I vaguely remember...her name is..."

"Talulah".

"Yes! Talulah. She's said to be the posthumous child of Kosich's deceased wife. She's the daughter of a beautiful Vaiva.

Fyodor looked at Witt, recalling the information he had gained from that incident.

"But Kosiché is dead, and his daughter should have been killed as well."

Of course, he was quite disappointed, lamenting the fall of yet another rising star of the empire.

"In fact, Talulah is moving south from our northern ice fields with her followers."

"She's not dead? And she even has her own organization in the ice fields?"

Fyodor had lost count of how many things had surprised him in that short period of time.

How exactly did she escape from the plundering of the ferocious army, how did she get to the ice plains, and how did she gather her own troops?

He was so curious.

"She is now an infected person, Your Majesty."

"Infected person..."

Fyodor paused, his initial surprise turning into a sense of helplessness.

"A rising star of the empire, a young talent, actually..."

"So, Talulah is telling us again what we said before... wait a minute."

Fyodor's eyes widened; he probably understood.

"Could it be that she isn't Vaivafan? And that all the information about Kosiché is fabricated?"

"Yes, Your Majesty's wisdom."

Witte praised the emperor briefly, then continued:

"It was a message deliberately given by that messenger... no, it should be that divine lord. Your Majesty, I should tell you everything I know about this Talulah."

"She has nothing to do with that lowly black snake."

"Her race is that of the Victorian Tara, the last known Drak."

"She is also a descendant of that divine lord, with the blood of the Yan Kingdom's true dragon flowing through her veins."

"Her real name is Talulah Atrias."

The six raging fires ignited the land.

"Talulah, Talulah! Something terrible has happened! Mr. Patriot! Mr. Patriot, he..."

"What happened? What's wrong with Mr. Patriot?"

Talulah, who had just observed the children's class from outside the small classroom, heard the call and rushed over to the infected person who was delivering the message.

"Patriot is out there, fighting with the enemy!"

“Enemy? How could that be… Tsk, go and inform Yelena and the other compatriots, and tell everyone to be ready to evacuate at any time.”