Seeing his old friend gaping and at a loss for words, the slightly annoyed Tez let out a slight sigh, "Mathew, things may not be as bad as I've said, this is just my personal speculation. Moreover, there are many doubts in between. Although the countries of the Western Alliance have some political disagreements with us, I personally believe the conflict between the two sides is not so severe as to take this step. Furthermore, the rulers of the western countries are all rigid conservatives; the idea of them accepting an alliance with the Beastmen is unimaginable. So this is merely my personal conjecture with no basis whatsoever, and even I do not quite believe such a possibility exists."
"Then how do we explain this matter?" Mathew was not willing to let it go. A one percent chance demanded high attention, or else the fall of Myron could happen again at any moment. As the military's commander, he needed to be on high alert.
