On the sea surface, bathed in the summer sunlight, a sacred flag fluttered in the wind.
The last time the three great fleets acted together was three hundred years ago during the continent-wide anti-Clergy movement. Although it ended in failure, it achieved the Clergy's epic retreat.
"The Alpha people didn't even put up a symbolic interception, it seems that Caesar III's death took away their courage as well,"
said Fourth Fleet Commander Hamodi with a sneer.
As they couldn't even defend their own territory, they naturally couldn't earn everyone's respect. Especially the current practice of turning a blind eye and allowing them entry, was a display of weakness.
International struggles are very delicate; the weaker you appear, the more it exposes your vulnerabilities, and the more the other side will push their advantage.
"Hamodi, don't take this lightly.
If the Alpha people were so easily subdued, we wouldn't need to head north.
You see, aren't they here already?"
