Chapter 1746
The generals and top officials of the eleven nations wore mocking expressions as they eyed Xayne standing in the conference room.

"Well, well, if it isn't the King of Northern Plains, You're quite late. Sorry, but there's no seat for you. How about standing for the meeting instead?"

An elderly white man with a thick beard, dressed in a black suit and a bow tie, puffed on a cigar and sneered. He was Orison, one of the five high-ranking officials sent by Newcroa. He worked in the Strategic Homeland division.

Other generals and officials from various nations joined in with cold laughter, echoing the disdain.

"Drakonian don't deserve a seat. They're nothing but pigs!"

"Ha! General Albert, you're right! Drakonia is just a bunch of uncivilized savages!"

"In my opinion, the Four Battlefields should refuse to allow any Drakonia talents in the future."

Voices from every corner hurled insults at Xayne.

At this moment, Xayne's face darkened. He had his hands in his pockets. He was exuding
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