"I agree with the suggestion of the Mouse Tribe chief."
"I agree as well."
The Leopard Tribe and the Dog Tribe were the first to express their support for killing the Queen Mother.
"The Lizard Tribe expresses their support."
Another tribe chief expressed his support. The situation was not optimistic. There were already four votes. The beastman Zeba sighed inwardly. He could already see the result.
The human representative, Myr, abstained from voting. Just as he had expected, the chief of the Naga Tribe wagged her tail and agreed to the motion. The two races were originally hostile to each other, and Zeba had considered that they might maintain this tradition in the council, but he was disappointed.
There were already five votes, more than half. Reina and the elf were also observers and not a member of the council. They did not have the right to vote. It could be said that Zeba had already lost.
Everyone's gaze slowly gathered on the centaur tribe chief. He had a thoughtful expression. It was his silence that surprised Zeba. Logically speaking, he should be the same as the others and unhesitatingly vote in support. But he hesitated. There was only one possible reason, and that was that Zeba's words had caused him to waver.
"I oppose. This will do more harm than good. It is not a wise decision. Aside from venting anger, there are no other benefits. We don't know what the shapeshifters are planning to do, but I know that they seemed to have disappeared during the time the Queen Mother disappeared. Even if you treated them as traitors and executed the shapeshifters you caught, they didn't take any revenge. Until now, when you were about to execute her, these shapeshifters appeared to cause trouble. I'm afraid this already explains one thing. If you kill the Queen Mother, then you will become the enemy of all the shapeshifting monsters in the world. "
Zeba said in one breath. He wanted to persuade the centaur tribe while they were still hesitating. This was his only hope.
"We, the Wussen Empire, are not afraid of becoming enemies with anyone. No matter how strong the enemy is, we are not afraid."
But these words had the opposite effect. The centaur tribe chief suddenly looked at Zeba with dissatisfaction. Clearly, in his ears, Zeba's words were like a threat.
"Everyone, I have something to say."
At this moment, Lena suddenly stood up and said. She looked a little nervous, and her face was a little pale.
"As the successor of the Demon King, you have the right to express your opinion. Please speak."
For demons, the relationship between master and disciple was somewhat different from that of humans. Demons rarely had a master and disciple relationship. Generally speaking, their teachers were their parents. Demon parents would impart their skills and knowledge to their offspring, and so would their offspring. They would not easily pass on their family's skills and knowledge to outsiders unless they had no successor.
Therefore, the disciples of the demons were also seen as successors.
But Reina was a human. No one would treat her as the successor to the Demon King, nor could she become the ruler of the Wussen Empire.
"Thank you. Before that, I'd like to apologize to the patriarchs and Lord Hara for causing you a lot of trouble."
She took a deep breath and lowered her head as if she was reflecting.
"First, please look around. What do you see?"
Everyone looked around suspiciously and exchanged glances with each other, as if they were very confused.
"Our time is precious. We don't have time to waste on humans."
Hu Luo said unhappily.
But Reina continued, "We are friends, allies, and members of the Wussen Empire. Let me ask you, before this, what was the relationship between us?"
Her words suddenly reminded everyone. They looked at each other, as if understanding what she wanted to say.
They were enemies, competitors, or at least not friends.
They knew the answer, but refused to say it.
"I think everyone knows very well that for different races to be able to govern a country as equals, isn't this something that has never happened before in history? As far as I know, our history has never recorded such a thing. You were once enemies, and when you met, you would fight to the death. But now, you live together, work together. Who was it that brought you together? It was my master, Richard Klaus, who is also your Demon King, your King. "
At some point, everyone was listening attentively, looking at this white-haired successor.
"If he wanted to conquer the world, why would he go through so much trouble? He could make dragons submit, make the earth tremble, and change the heavens and earth. His strength was unparalleled. The people of the world only remembered his strength, but did not know his character. At the end of that battle, I saw my master for the last time. At that time, I understood that he didn't want to conquer the world, nor did he want to eliminate a race. Instead … "
Reina revealed a sorrowful expression, as did Hala.
She raised her head, slowly sweeping her gaze across the room.
"Instead, it was you."
Hearing this, everyone subconsciously straightened their backs, as if something was pushing them from behind. It was their responsibility.
"What he wanted was for the people of the world to understand each other. He wanted to give every race a chance to sit down, like you, and have a good talk and understand each other. He taught me how to survive in this world, and in my travels, he allowed me to cast aside my prejudices and face the world. I've met many demons, and I've visited many human empires. I've discovered that there are so many misunderstandings between us. "
Reina spoke with great emotion. Although her voice was trembling, it did not hinder her from resonating with the others. She had grasped the main point.
"Breaking down the walls between the races and letting us understand each other is what my master wanted to do. Building a world of peaceful coexistence is his dream, and you are the first step to his dream."
It was also the first thing he did when he abandoned her. Thinking of this, Reina did not know why, but she felt anger in her heart. Master, oh master, you abandoned me to build your own country. Why didn't you bring me along?
"In your eyes, the shapeshifters are unforgivable traitors and enemies. However, they have also fought with you and lived with you. I've also met kind shapeshifters on my journey. They are not cold and heartless creatures. They also have their own thoughts and feelings. Why would you take your anger out on a race because of one person's mistake?"
Zeba nodded in agreement, and hoped that these leaders who were blinded by anger and hatred could calm down.
"Of course, the Queen Mother's actions are not worthy of our forgiveness, but she has already received her punishment. To her, becoming like this and being imprisoned by people she sees as weak is definitely worse than being executed. I also believe that my master deliberately spared her life. This is just my guess. I only hope that you can spare her life. She is no longer a threat to anyone. Sir Zeba is right. Executing her will only vent the anger in my heart. There is no benefit in doing so, and my master will not return because of this. "
She paused, as if she had forgotten what she wanted to say. Her eyes were a little blurred.
Everyone quieted down with her. The leaders seemed to be reflecting, and even the Elven Queen lowered her head.
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