"I'd like to raise the topic of the proposal put forward by the Pasala Empire to form a four-nation alliance army centered around the four major nations. What are your thoughts on this?"
As questions were raised, members of parliament began to express their opinions.
"This proposal would have been made sooner or later, even without the Pasala Empire bringing it up. The problem is the command system..."
"Yes, the confirmation of the command system is very important. Our Federation cannot be under the control of the Pasala Empire."
"Then the four major nations will each command their respective armies."
"How can that be possible? Wouldn't that just make the whole army a disorganized mess? What's the point of the alliance?"
"Yes, it's not feasible for each of us to command separately. In my opinion, we should form an Allied Military Council similar to our own, with representatives from various countries and organizations participating. Only in this way can we truly unify our forces."
"That makes sense. This method is feasible! I just don't know what the other three countries think. Besides, organizations like the Seven Days Church and the Adventurer's Guild have different structures from our countries. Their ideas are probably very different."
"Let's put their opinions aside for now. We'll just present our own perspectives. If they have any objections, we'll discuss it with them later."
"Okay, let's do it!"
"But how will the alliance operate internally? The division of forces, and the sharing of supplies..."
As the discussion continued, time passed quickly.
"Everyone."
Leongnath warned.
"Let's leave this topic here for now. We should go to the Colosseum."
"Is it already this time?"
"Okay, let's go over there quickly!"
The members of parliament stood up and left the parliament.
Then he boarded a special carriage outside and, accompanied by the army, headed to the Colosseum in a mighty procession.
As the origin of the name of His Majesty's Martial Arts Ceremony, the kings of the Federation have formed a tradition of going to the Grand Arena on the day of the finals to watch the game in public in front of 100,000 spectators and the top eight contestants.
In order to make this practice more formal, the kings of the Federation will first gather at the parliament, and then take a unified vehicle from the parliament to the Colosseum. The main arena of the Colosseum also has open-air seats for the kings, so that every audience and player on the scene can see the appearance of the kings of the Federation clearly.
... ...
The Grand Arena was bustling with people at this moment.
The 100,000 spectators have basically entered the venue. The next step is to wait for the arrival of the kings of the federation, and then the competition can officially begin.
And at this moment, at each entrance and exit of the Grand Arena.
The situation seems to be different...
“It’s almost time…”
"action!"
I don't know who gave the order.
Many staff members took action.
Squeak——!
Bang!
The doors of each entrance and exit were suddenly closed and then sealed.
"What's going on?"
"Why is the door closed?"
"Hey, open the door! We haven't even gone in yet!"
Some viewers who arrived late were stunned when they saw this scene.
He immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.
In response to them, weapons were in the hands of fully armed men who appeared from nowhere.
"Oh no, run!"
The crowd outside suddenly ran around in panic.
The armed men just chased them for a while and then let them go. These people were not important anyway, and it didn't matter whether they were exposed or not.
... ...
"Strange, why does the atmosphere feel a little off..."
Inside the contestants' waiting room, Hulim felt an inexplicable sense of unease.
She stood up and looked carefully at the large arena outside, trying to find the source of the uneasiness.
At this time, a person also stood up and looked outside with a serious face.
Hulim recognized the man out of the corner of his eye.
Luigi Sloan...
Did he feel anything too?
But... what went wrong?
The noise of the hundred thousand spectators in the arena was so overwhelming that even if there were any clues, she would not be able to find them for a while...
... ...
Bang!
"ah--!"
Screams continued to ring out in every corner of the arena.
"W-Who are you guys? Do you know what you are doing?!"
Some staff members who have not been replaced, or who cannot be replaced, are being targeted for removal.
"snort!"
What responded to them was the ruthless butcher knives of these armed men.
"ah--!"
After another scream, these places became quiet again.
"The obstruction has been cleared!"
"Okay, let's get started!"
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss...
"What is this?"
"Why is there so much smoke suddenly?"
"Hey, hey, hey, is there a fire?"
“… …”
Without any warning, a large amount of white mist suddenly appeared in the entire arena. The audience seats in the main arena, the VIP rooms, the players' waiting rooms, and all places were quickly filled with the white mist.
"Oh no, hold your breath!"
Some powerful people were the first to react.
But it was too late.
After being exposed to the white mist, the audience fell down in groups.
Such a scene immediately caused panic among the spectators who had not fallen down yet.
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