"… Actually, there are some things that we can discuss, such as the possibility of the undead coexisting with the living, or the future of the Tark Republic, or the fact that I have a wonderful place where I don't have to fight to the death with this world …"
I wasn't lying at all. Everything I had said to Conservation was 100% true. Not only had I considered the possibility of reaching a peaceful agreement with the Tark Republic, I had even considered providing the Tark Republic with a piece of land in the mortal plane.
"The Land of Spring isn't located in Aichy, but no matter if it's population potential, future development, or resources, it won't be any inferior to Aichy's."
Indeed, since the new Cycle of Reincarnation was gradually replacing the old Cycle of Reincarnation, it would be far too much of a waste to just use a piece of land as a vassal of the Hell of Hades. However, thanks to the hard work of the Titans who had the authority to create the Land of Spring, the Land of Spring was now more than a hundred times larger than it had been seven years ago.
The Land of Spring was blessed by the Creator Goddesses, and the "diligent" Titans were constructing it. The Gods all had their own responsibilities, but they were forbidden from directly interfering with the mortal world. Under the protection of the Four Seasons God, it was quite simple for the Gods to have spring all year round. Good weather was also the result of artificial rainfall and the agricultural calendar in my magical world. Thanks to so many factors, crops grew at an insane rate. Watermelons that were even larger than pigs were no exaggeration.
From a certain standpoint, since the climate, the fertility of the soil, and even the growth limits of crops could all be changed at will, how much crops could be produced per mu would depend on how daring one was.
I had originally planned to use the Ark as a temporary means of escape, but thanks to the spoils from the battle of the Hades, it could be said that the Land of Spring was already a paradise. I had never imagined that the Creator Goddesses and True Gods who had control over the natural laws would actually be able to develop to such a degree when doing something serious.
"… What a pity. If it wasn't for that damned Holy War, what would Aichy have developed to after so many years …?"
[… So it's all my fault?]
When I received the report, I casually sighed, and Astrya ignored me for two months. She remained abnormally silent all this time.
Even if the Cycle of Hades brought a large number of newborns into the Land of Spring, this still wasn't enough in this new world where the number of newborns was increasing exponentially. Not to mention the fact that newborns needed a long period of growth before they could become laborers, as well as countless nannies and dads … Although this sounded ridiculous, since newborns made up such a large proportion of the population, not only did taking care of newborns become an important industry in the Land of Spring, it actually made the already insufficient young labor force even worse.
A brand new world would require an endless amount of new population. Getting some new residents from Eich to enter the new world had long since been an option for me.
"Even the dead have desires. Don't tell me that you came here just for a tour."
What was shown on the memory crystal ball was a world that was becoming vaster and vaster. This was the magnificent scenery of the Land of Spring. After all, illusions were meaningless to existences at our level.
"I can understand what the Senators are thinking, but could you please consider that it's still possible for us to coexist …?"
The great majority of wars were fought for the sake of the country and its people. Bastards who started wars based on personal grudges and ambitions would either be tyrants or incapable rulers. Their fates would always be quite pitiful.
The Senators of the Tark Republic were no idiots. I learned from Aso's memories that they all had their own plans to begin with. Some wanted to return to the mortal plane, while others had no intentions of leaving. Conservation, who was currently before me, had only chosen to participate in this grand ceremony of returning to the mortal plane due to Aso's invitation.
The Regression Faction had returned to this world, even going so far as to start a war against the Tark Republic, not only for the sake of flesh and souls. Such an idea would be an insult to the Undead Emperors.
Large amounts of ordinary flesh, blood, and souls would only be useful to low-level and high-level undead. However, the Undead Emperors wouldn't lack such things. To them, flesh, blood, and souls would be an inexhaustible strategic resource. If they didn't have enough, they could simply send others to collect them. Dimensional harvesting wasn't something that only the Demon Lords could do.
"… Everyone's loyalty and faith in the Tark Republic is admirable. But, the ideals of the Tark Republic include tolerance. Why must we fight to the death?"
Indeed, from the very start, if the Undead Emperors who refused to return to the Tark Republic for various reasons could be considered to be pragmatists, then the Regression Faction, which was determined to return to the Tark Republic even if it meant going to war against the Gods, was actually a group of idealists who were loyal to the Tark Republic.
"If we scatter to countless Undead Planes and allow our comrades to slowly reach their end over the endless years, who will still remember the Tark Republic after another ten million years? Who will still remember the seniors who came from the wilderness? "
This wasn't an unnecessary worry. There was no such thing as an immortal dynasty. The fact that the Tark Republic was able to maintain loose communication even after the Tark Republic was destroyed was already a special reason why undead magic was so powerful. Judging from the Undead Emperors who already had other ideas, many of the Tark Republic's ancient elders had already lost their loyalty to the Tark Republic. Even more had completely disappeared from this world for various reasons.
The inheritance of a country or a people would always be passed on between the old and the new. The old would one day die, and the new would one day replace the old. Of course, Aso and the others knew about such a simple path. In their eyes, there was only one path for the Tark Republic to survive …
"… The dream of reestablishing the Tark Republic is even more alluring, but it doesn't have to be in Aichy. There are plenty of empty territories in the Land of Spring, more than enough for you to reestablish a grand new Tark Republic. I can even open up the immigration system so that you can have new citizens who are still alive. "
The Regression Faction believed that the only way to continue the Tark Republic was to establish a new territory for the living to live in. Then, the Tark Republic would absorb living citizens and pass down its inheritance, culture, spirit, and knowledge. This would allow the ancient Tark Republic to once again return to its former homeland, allowing this puddle of stagnant water to flow once more.
My immigration proposal seemed to be able to complete the Tark Republic's inheritance from a different angle. It was just that it wouldn't be in Aichy.
My proposal caused Conservation to fall silent. The weight of my proposal was far too great. Even she couldn't help but seriously consider the possibility I proposed.
Even though the body that was supposed to be an illusion was right in front of me, I could still feel the temperature of that physical body and the frightening power contained within it. Of course, there was also the frightening stubbornness and extreme nature of an undead.
The Tark Republic hadn't forgotten its former glory even after suffering for tens of thousands of years. Even if it was a war against the entire world, it was all for the sake of passing down its own civilization and culture. The Regression Faction was indeed amazing. I also respected their ideals. I had seriously considered the possibility of the Tark Republic and the Tark Republic coexisting together. However, I hadn't mentioned this before because I already knew the result …
"Stop the war? Actually, I don't like war either. I can also sense the truth from your words. But regrettably, such a proposal was impossible to realize from the very start. Nobody will be able to stop the Tark Republic's revival. My arrival here is only the beginning. "
Behind her calm words was a resolute resolution. Just as I had thought, she wanted to use words to stop the war? There would be no room for negotiation from the very start.
Once a country entered a period of total war, all its industries and citizens would be in a special state of war. It would be like a train at maximum speed. How could it possibly stop at a whim? Thirteen Undead Emperors from the Regression Faction and the Neutral Faction were participating in the Tark Republic's revival. Now that the Tark Republic's revival blueprint was placed in front of all the Tark Republic's citizens, and this grand plan was accepted by all the Tark Republic's citizens. Even if an Undead Emperor decided to tell everyone to stop, who would be able to?
The Bardi Empire's battle continued. The Bardi Empire's army was also led by an Undead Emperor. From the very start, this was no longer the Undead Calamity from three hundred years ago. This was a Dimensional War that involved multiple dimensions. The war would only escalate.
And no matter how nice my words were or how many bargaining chips I put on the table, how much trust the Undead Emperors would have would be a problem. Who could guarantee that the Tark Republic wouldn't meet with even stronger enemies in that new land? (Fine, I did indeed make things difficult for her in this aspect.) Or, perhaps, it would be impossible for the Tark Republic to live in.
Most importantly, treaties made before a war were usually the fastest to be broken. Treaties made between the victorious country and the defeated country were the strongest. Since the Tark Republic hadn't shown any signs of defeat yet, they would be able to rely on their military strength to take over their homeland that they had always dreamed of. Why would they need to hope for the Tark Republic's kindness and "charity"?
"… If I agree to your conditions, then what would Aso's sacrifice count for?"
Alright then, should I say that it was to be expected of an emotional woman? Even though I had already expected to be rejected, this was indeed a reason that I hadn't expected.
"If this war can end so easily, then what would all the people who sacrificed themselves before this matter? Ha, such a familiar way of thinking. However, I don't believe that Aso would want this war to continue … "
Alright then, the next instant, a naked killing intent pressed down on me. It would seem that women were truly unreasonable. Only you could mention this name, not me.
"It's been far too difficult to fight to this extent. For the sake of the people who have already been sacrificed, I absolutely need to obtain a price sufficient to comfort Valkyrie."
Although I could understand this, I hated this way of thinking. This seemingly romantic way of thinking made it so that neither side would ever be satisfied with what they had obtained. When two sides fought, there would definitely be losses and sacrifices. And as long as both sides weren't satisfied, the war would constantly escalate, with their strategic goals constantly increasing.
In the end, even if the final result was a battle to the death, if both sides looked back at their losses, the victors would still obtain a large amount of rubble. As for controlling the scale and scope of the war? Heh heh, the instigators of all previous world wars had probably thought about this before. After all, very few normal people would want to conquer the world from the very start.
"War will always be called righteous, but it will never have anything to do with true righteousness."
This had always been my way of thinking. Perhaps this was also ironic. Nobody would understand the evil of war better than a war criminal who had started countless wars. Even though I hated war to the core, I still planned one war after another and dealt with one annoying war after another. No matter how dirty my methods were, no matter how ugly I looked, I had to win each and every damned war.
"As expected, we all deserve to go to Hell."
But right now, no matter how dissatisfied I was, I didn't intend to say any meaningless questions. Since the Undead Emperor had already made up her mind, any more words would be nothing but nonsense.
What I hated the most was nonsense. That was why I wouldn't have even come here if it wasn't necessary.
"In that case, please accept these small gifts of my goodwill. Perhaps I can show them to the other SemiGods. "
Refusing didn't mean that this trip would be a waste. Although it was impossible to stop the war, once the war was over, both sides would return to the negotiation table. At that time, establishing a relationship with each other and laying down a foundation would be of some positive use.
Perhaps only when both sides were tired of fighting and had enough deaths would this proposal truly be put on the negotiation table.
"I can do that."
And so, she accepted the exquisite box. This was an elven-style golden treasure chest. She opened the lid, revealing seven crystal cores that were glowing brilliantly on an expensive dark-red cloth.
"Now then, let's talk about the main topic of this trip …"
Should I comment on this? As expected, for women, national affairs and war were only minor matters. Things between a man and a woman were more important. It would seem that she had patiently listened to me for the sake of this moment.
"Aso's message? It's also in this box. "
I watched as Conservation's steady arm began to tremble, and even the colors around her suddenly darkened. Even a powerful Undead Emperor would reveal her weakness in front of her emotions. I closed my eyes and sighed helplessly.
"… You're the one! Treasure chest monster Harloys! Activate it. "
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