"..."
Another silence fell over the meeting, but this time, it was not because of the direness of the situation, but because of the surprise at Filipo's boldness and directness.
The expression of the old man at the head of the table had completely darkened, seeming even to hold a clear hint of anger.
"Professor Filipo, I must remind you, you have been invited as a biological consultant, not as a sociologist or a war expert! Additionally, the Eastern Country simply had the good fortune of possessing a formidable Chosen One, their people are powerless against the Blood Demon, whereas our people are armed and have formed self-defense teams for combat! I believe, victory will surely be ours!" His palm clenched into a fist and swung down forcefully, as if trying to imbue his words with greater persuasiveness.
