Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 531 - 294: Louis Makes His Move, TO-Level Curse Binding Legion_2

Chapter 531: Chapter 294: Louis Makes His Move, TO-Level Curse Binding Legion_2

"Yes, sir,"

The butler said a sentence and then left directly. When he returned, he had already gathered the relevant intelligence.

Louis glanced at it and saw many old friends in the reports.

The Windwalker clan from the Supreme Forest, along with their chieftain.

The Brass Dragon King from the Dragon Empire.

The former Dwarf King of Furnace Castle.

Mr. ONE from the O5 council of the Am Empire.

The Sword Master from the Lokeshi Empire.

The Elf Empress from the Secret Forest.

The Hunting King from the Adventurer Guild’s second sequence.

Tom Karysis, the Grand Chairman of the Wise Council.

...

Louis couldn’t help but laugh: "It’s as if we’ve stirred a nest of demigods; more are gathering in Tunisia now than most people would see in a lifetime."

Livia shrugged her shoulders and said, "It doesn’t matter, Father will take action."

Louis heard Livia say that and couldn’t help but laugh.

This kind of thing was known to the Emperor; after all, going to Tunisia required approval not only from Tunisia but also from Ense.

"Rest assured, this move has been agreed upon long ago."

"Yeah, you should contact Sister Wang later, she should tell you plenty of important details."

...

Louis put down the communication device, a curious smile on his face.

"Interesting, a scheme against the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Beatrice was also busy dealing with the chaos Louis caused.

But that didn’t mean she was cleaning up Louis’s mess.

In fact, the suggestion to join forces with the Grand Chief to sweep the Abyssal Church and strengthen their own power was proposed by Beatrice.

She had been prepared, and now she’s just handling the waves caused by the identity of Mayer.

Beatrice mainly emphasized two things to Louis.

The first is to participate in the meeting with peace of mind. The Empire has already coordinated with various countries to ensure that the presence of the Curse Binding Legion will not be perceived as "Night of the Living Dead," which calls for destruction.

After all, the Night of the Living Dead consisted of mindless corpses, with only a few King of the Living Dead capable of thought.

But the Curse Binding Legion retains the memories and powers of its members, merely transforming their essence into shadow creatures.

The Empire will handle the publicity to ensure that Louis won’t feel too pressured.

The second is that the purpose of this meeting is to establish a name for Mayer, to gain legitimate recognition for the Curse Binding Legion.

Although it seems redundant, as the control of the Curse Binding Legion is firmly in Louis’s hands, to allow it to step beyond the national borders and become a pillar for the Mayer Commerce Association, this step is essential.

The third matter, the Giant Demon Tribe will send a demigod to participate in this meeting.

Beatrice told him that during the meeting, as long as the Giant Demon Tribe doesn’t make excessive demands, Louis and Olivia need to represent the Empire and stand by the Giant Demon Tribe throughout.

Before hanging up the communication, Louis asked a meaningful question:

"What if the one opposing the Giant Demon Tribe is Tunisia, what should we do?"

Beatrice’s answer was intriguing:

"Rest assured, at least this time, Tunisia will support the Giant Demon Tribe."

As soon as those words were spoken, Louis knew how to handle it.

Livia saw that the two had finished talking and lazily got up from the sofa:

"It seems that this time the Giant Demons really intend to establish a nation."

Louis "hmm-ed" in response.

The Giant Demon Tribe’s move is a path of bloodshed; they pay such a high price hoping to succeed in separating from their original regional powers and becoming a nation, truly stepping onto the world stage.

This place is different from the previous life.

In the past life, Ah Mei’s early positioning was more like a gathering place for multinational corporations, but with the turmoil in global circumstances, even Ah Mei inevitably moved towards the path of national capitalism.

Conflicts on the previous world’s trend took place as entities on the national level.

Even when technology greatly diminished human roles, this trend was still irresistible.

"Olivia, do you know on the Star Continent, what are the key factors defining a nation’s strengths and weaknesses?"

Olivia replied without hesitation: "Isn’t it obvious? The lower limit is determined by the accumulation of the extraordinary system and the vastness of the land, while the upper limit is dictated by the top experts and population numbers."

Louis smiled and said: "Yes, you are right, which is why it’s crucial to guard the space portal."

The worldview of the Star Continent is entirely different from Blue Star, differing in the foundational tenets on which nations stand.

In Blue Star, the foundation of a nation’s strength lies... in the land.

With enough vast land, there are enough resources and markets to scale heights.

So the big nations have no retreat, only to strengthen themselves, slacking off is sure death because the land beneath them is just too tempting.

The result of not resisting leaves only two possible outcomes, either being fragmented or being annihilated, surrendering as a little brother? Even if you’re willing, others might not be.

But the Star Continent is different.

Extraordinary power attributed to individuals determines that the universality and depth of extraordinary knowledge directly affect the lower and upper limits of a nation.

And no matter how powerful the extraordinary system is, it requires a substantial population to embark on the extraordinary path.

Without a world-changing genius emerging, only a large enough population can ensure a stable output of professionals.

The final number of professionals determines how many strong ones can stand out and become models, legends, and demigods.

This underlying logic dictates the need to guard the space portal, as once it opens, the first to suffer will be the people.

Even wars between noble families stem from 80% being due to one party leading away the other’s people.

"Olivia, let’s make a grand move tomorrow."

Louis seriously said: "If there are no surprises, someone at the meeting will surely try to annoy us."

"I have no patience to argue with them. I wish to resolve this in one sweep, and after tomorrow, those who oppose us will cower in fear upon hearing my name."

He leaned in to discuss it with Livia in detail, her eyes sparkled, and she clapped her hands saying:

"Sure, I’ll help you."

...

The Tunisian Noble Council convened as scheduled.

But unlike usual, the council this time discussed foreigners and required communication and consensus with countries from various parts of the world.

When Louis arrived at the scene, he found it had already become lively.

The Noble Council weeded out all nobles below the rank of Count, leaving only the crème de la crème.

The remaining seats were supplemented by individuals from various factions who shouldn’t be present.

These factions, without exception, possessed demigods, and those coming in were either leaders just below the demigod level or were direct demigod representatives.

Louis performed a feat of duplication, creating a magic clone along with Olivia to represent Prince Louis and the Second Princess at the scene.

Louis himself took on the guise of Mayer Morgan Rockefeller, entering the venue with a cane.

Following Louis were two sapphire dragon couples looking around the opulent noble council hall with interest.

Sean muttered: "Damn it, how did that brat grow so fast, far from being dragon-like."

Fafnir helplessly said: "Maybe it’s due to the Old Dragon King’s strategic influence; wasn’t he thinking about creating a race capable of easily reproducing, growing as swiftly as humans, with a bloodline strength and lifespan comparable to dragons?"

Upon hearing this, Sean felt even more aggrieved.

Old Dragon King, damn you! What impart did you concoct that you didn’t even show me!

Wasn’t I supposed to be your confidant?

Fafnir seemed to notice Sean’s inner turmoil, and she directly twisted his ear 360 degrees.

Sean wanted to yelp but decided it would be too embarrassing to shout in front of so many strong figures, ultimately resigning himself to being scolded meekly by his wife.

As everyone took their seats, the Noble Council officially commenced.

However, right from the start, the atmosphere was intense:

"Mayer Morgan Rockefeller, come forth and confess, what on earth did you do with the Mad King’s legacy!"