Chapter 2073 - Pull (2) (1/2)

The atmosphere settled down after Dyon's words. The brief respite was once more overwhelmed by a solemn air.

”How many warriors is your Sacharro Clan able to provide?”​​

Emperor Shruti took the helm. It seemed that Grand Elder Vata wasn't happy with yet another variable being introduced, especially one that cared for Saru so much. However, he had learned his lesson from years ago. He wouldn't overplay his hand again, so he took the wait and see approach.

Dyon smiled, he had expected this sort of questioning.

”You know well why I had to sneak in here instead of announcing my arrival, correct? You also know why I must wear a mask?”

Emperor Shruti sighed. Of course he knew. It was for this same reason the Atlas Clan could only provide silent support with resources. If the Atlas Clan sent their warriors, would they be in this sort of situation?

Even with the Federation's creation, the main goal was to parse territory without war. The Federation wouldn't act unless it was absolutely necessary and some Clans wanted to renege on the deal.

Simply put, the anti-war sentiment amid tower quadrants was still preeminent. The Sacharro Clan was in a slightly precarious position. Even with Amphorae and Luna appearing, many Clans were wary of them. In addition, Emperor Star didn't fear Luna as much as he should, meaning the Star Clan had trump cards of their own.

The atmosphere darkened once more. In such a large scale war, what could a single person do?

Recollecting himself, Emperor Shruti straightened his back. His demeanor returned, causing Dyon to nod to himself inwardly. If Saru's father was spineless, it would be a problem.

”I will accept the help of the Sacharro Clan on behalf of the Shruti Empire. We will repay this aid in the future.”

Dyon shook his head. ”Like I said, my action is to repay a debt I owe to the princess. You all owe me nothing.”

Though not many believed a single person could change much of anything, they felt good about Dyon's attitude. He didn't seem to be extorting them, nor did he seem arrogant.

”There is something that I hope you would consider, though. Well, two things.” Dyon suddenly said.

At these words, the goodwill many felt tensed before they smiled bitterly. Maybe they were too optimistic. Many decided that if this elder cousin of True God Sacharro was too excessive, they would directly reject his aid.

”My Sacharro Clan has taken the Mino Clan as a vassal…”

Only a single figure, standing silently to Saru's side, suddenly trembled fiercely.