Starting from the Planetary Governor-Chapter 782 - 432, War is Burning Money_4

Chapter 782: Chapter 432, War is Burning Money_4

And they were the true governors, the de facto emperors of their own planets.

Although they had not joined the Alliance, merely entered the framework of the Seven Horses Treaty, many of the conditions within that framework still imposed considerable restrictions on them.

Besides, who knew what the future would hold?

Boundaries were always pushed, little by little.

However, when the Iron Tooth Orcs brought war to Beiyuan Star, and the governors of Mist Horse desperately sent out calls for help and signed the Seven Horses Treaty, waiting for the Alliance’s Tianma soldiers to come and save the world, the governors of Purple Horse underwent some subtle changes in their mentality.

On one hand, they rejected the pleas for aid from the governors of Mist Horse, claiming themselves to be poor, with nothing to spare; even if they had the intention to help, they lacked the capacity to deploy troops and were genuinely helpless.

On the other hand, they felt a shared sense of urgency as they watched the people of Mist Horse deeply engulfed in the flames of war.

Beiyuan Star, that was the world closest to Purple Horse Sector within the Mist Horse Star District. The war fires burning there made the temperature palpable, especially for the governors of East Garden I, II, and III.

They couldn’t help but worry.

If the Green Skins really came knocking, what then?

Just as they neither went to nor could save Beiyuan Star, it was likely that the other worlds in the Purple Horse Sector would adopt the same attitude towards them.

This was a matter of life and death.

Under such pressure, the Seven Horses Treaty suddenly seemed quite appealing.

This mentality reached its pinnacle after the Alliance won the battle at Steel Wing Star and swiftly pulled the Mist Horse Star District out of the flames of war.

And the reason it was at its peak was because very soon, they were about to undergo yet another change of heart.

The Alliance was so powerful, surely there wouldn’t be anything left for them to do, right?

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Bordering Purple Horse was Tianma, the Alliance’s main base, and Mist Horse had joined the treaty and came under the Alliance’s protection. Wouldn’t that mean the Alliance would surely stand at the forefront, blocking the Green Skins?

Whether I sign with the Alliance or not, won’t they still have to stand in front of me?

As for the Alliance’s thinly veiled implication of “if the Green Skins can’t hit you, I can,” they understood but pretended not to.

The deterrent effect was somewhat present, but overall, they were skeptical.

We’re all part of the Empire, would you dare to openly strike me?

It was exactly with this mindset that they once again started to play coy, banding together around the lead of Zelos once more.

They also didn’t dare to offend the diplomats from the Alliance too much.

The Alliance had already demonstrated their terrifying strength.

But besides burning bridges, there were many other options available to them.

For instance, they could shift the blame onto Zelos.

“It’s not that we don’t want to sign, we truly cannot. Our Purple Horse Sector has always been under Zelos’s head; her influence is immense, we can’t possibly bypass her and sign the treaty on our own, that would be impossible to explain to the Star Sector Government.”

That had become the unified excuse of the governors of Purple Horse.

The officials from the Alliance Foreign Affairs Department certainly knew these were just excuses, but with the other side stubbornly sticking to their story, it was difficult to take action.

However, if their excuse was the sector head, then they would just have to talk to that head.

Hardliner?

Good.

Upon the capital planet of Purple Horse Sector, Baishuo Star, a storm was brewing.

Arno Chinko, dressed in the traditional attire of Baishuo Star, entered a tavern located in the lower district of Shuoguo City, the planetary capital.

He saw the tavern’s sign, as well as the assurance that the safety mark was still intact, confirming that the place was secure.

He dipped his hat lower and made his way to the lowest level of the tavern.

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