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"You could just ask your Ancestor to go into space and smash those cannons… easy. Or do you think your Ancestor can't do it, and you rather have him protecting you… or…"

"Foreigner!" The Ancestor's voice halts whatever Golden Scale is trying to say.

"Don't try my patience! I'm here to protect the descendants of my family, and I'm not his servant! This is his war; he needs to overcome it himself!" The Ancestor said in a threatening tone. His white beard trembles as his anger flares, sending pressure toward Golden Scale.

"I'll tell you something, Mr. Ancestor. It's his war that he needs to fight for him to gain recognition from his father's subordinate, and that is true. But He's fighting in the war that he's going to lose if we don't do something with New Atlantis orbital cannon above our head." Said Golden Scale.

"Isn't that supposed to be your job? Child! I remember you're the one who recruited us on this grand plan of yours!" The Ancestor grows at a Golden Scale.

"To be precise, it was your strategist, Zhuge Liang, who came up with this plan and assured us that it would succeed. According to the plan, everything should work brilliantly as long as there are no unforeseen complications. However, Zhuge Liang's strategy is not without flaws; he isn't a mage and didn't know the mana expenditure required to cast and maintain the global suggestion spell. This knowledge is crucial for our people to effectively exploit it."

In a short few weeks, we've already depleted two of our mana fonts that were under the Hightower Control! We are about to deplete the third, and with this move from Daniel EMberweave, we can barely hold on past midday tomorrow!

And now, the first part of the plan is going wrong because you don't want us to go all in and use the forbidden ritual to supplement the mana cost to fuel the more potent version of the suggestion spell! And we are to blame for this?" Golden Scale protests in anger.

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The ancestor frowned, then turned toward his descendant. "What is he talking about? What's all in?"

The Ancestor asks; he's not joining in on listening to the plan in the conference room all the time. He also use his time to explore the world as he didn't have chance to come out of the Immortal Realm much.

The Ancestor looked at the crown prince, but the crown prince didn't dare say it, afraid that he'd lose the ancestor's trust. Especially since he had 100% Han blood, the detail of this might have crossed the line for the Ancestor.

"Speak! Child, what is this mage talking about?" The Ancestor pressed for an answer.

The crown prince can't endure the pressure for long and in the end. He gives in.

"Ancestor… please listen to me before you get angry." The crown prince pleaded.

"I'm going to get angry if you're wasting my time and don't speak soon!"

The crown prince gulped down his saliva and gathered all of his courage.

"It's…. It's like this Ancestor… Lord Golden Scale told me that… in order to fuel the ritual, he needs at least a million sacrifices to turn those souls into mana through the ritual and let them fuel the ritual to enhance and prolong the mind-suggestive spell." The crown prince explained.

The Ancestor gritted his teeth; it was clear that the Ancesotor disapproved of such a method.

"Are you planning to sacrifice the lives of the Han people to fuel such an abomination ritual!? Over my dead body!" The Ancestor roared in anger at Golden Scale.

Golden Scale didn't even flinch. He's looking calmly at the Ancestor.

"Either that or you go destroying New Atlantis orbital cannon. Choose one. If you don't, the plan will fail because without the spell holding the people's minds, they will direct their hatred toward New Atlantis. When the spell fails, people will start to think with reason once again. And the reason will tell them that it's suicide going up against technological superiority such as New Atlantis. Then, your precious empire will lose the war." Golden Scale spoke without sugar coating, and the Ancestors, who are not accustomed to disrespecting the people he sees as inferior, quickly sent out a palm strike toward Golden Scale.

Boom!

The palm strike didn't strike Golden Scale's body; instead, it passed through his body and hit both the chair and the wall behind him. This move alarms the guard outside and all the people in the conference room.

Both the man in the owl mask and Zhuge Liang, who had kept their silence, stood up. The man in the Owl mask prepared to fight the Ancestor, who was from the mage faction. They needed to help each other.

As for Zhuge Liang, he quickly cupped his fist and started calming down the Ancestor.

"Lord Ancestor, please calm your anger. Lord Golden Scale's words may not sound good to hear, but his reasoning is sound. Please contemplate!" Zhuge Liang said earnestly, begging the strongest Ancestors in this place.

"Zhuge Liang, do you agree with this? You are Han; you even agree on using the blood of Han as a sacrifice to fuel their abominable ritual!" The Ancestor gritted his teeth and pointed at Golden Scale; he couldn't believe that Zhuge Liang would agree with this. To him, even if the Han were under the rule of the barbarians from the north, such as the Qing Empire, the people still had Han blood. They shouldn't stoop this low.

"It's either this or we risk losing," Zhuge Liang attempts to reason.

"For you, is there only victory?" The ancestor asks back?

"We don't have a choice if we don't wind… The empire will…" Zhuge Liang didn't finish. His mind was affected by the mind spell that twisted his perception and made him see this Qing Empire as the heritage of his old lord, Liu Bei.

"You have a choice! All of you have a choice! A choice to not court death by picking a fight with the enemy you couldn't even have a chance to win in the first place!? The Ancestor roared in danger. He's looking around the conference room and only sees two types of people.

The indifferent ones and the guilty ones.

In The Ancestor Eyes, it's good to see that the crown prince felt guilty… This means that they still have a heart, and those foreigner mages are indifferent, of course… Foreigners will still be foreigners. But what surprised him is that Zhuge Liang seemed to be indifferent to their predicament. It seems Zhuge Liang won't hesitate to dirty his hand and resort to millions of sacrifices to ensure that his plan works.

"Sigh~" The Ancestor let out a sigh. "Just destroying all of the Orbital Cannon, Right?" The Ancestor Asks; he turns toward the crown prince, his descendant.

"Don't make it a habit… I'll only help you in your matter this once!" The Ancestor said with a grim tone. He then walked out through the wall he destroyed and flew into the sky with a sonic boom.

"Your Majesty, Do we have enough death roll prisoners for 1 million sacrifices?" the strategist asks this question immediately after he is sure that the Ancestor has disappeared and is out of the hearing range.

"What? What are you talking about? Strategist." The crown prince was confused. Isn't it all good now that the Ancestor had already taken the matter into his own hands?

Zhuge Liang's face was solemn, and he answered, "The ancestor was very likely to fail… we need to come up with a plan in case he fails."

"Most likely, if he fails, he 'll die." Golden Scale comment.

"Why? Didn't you see the Ancestor's power? He's the strongest! I don't believe he can't…" The crown prince is trying to come up with a reason, and part of it is to console himself.

"Your majesty…" Zhuge Liang starts. "Daniel Emberweave is very paranoid, even more than Cao Cao, and has enough capabilities to prepare an unthinkable contingency plan against any scenario that can come up in his mind. Do you think people like Daniel Emberweave would leave Orbital Cannon unguarded?" the strategist said with a hint for the crown prince to think.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The crown prince was like he got hit by a truck in the head; he was stunned… stunned at the conclusion.

"Then… then why are you pushing him out like that, If you know that he's going to die? What are you trying to do, Zhuge Liang!?" asks the crown prince. He took a step back as doubted bubbling in his mind.

"This is for your own good, Your Majesty… The Ancestor promised to protect you and the Qing Empire from extinction. This is a great help for us… but it comes with a cost. The Immortal Real mare is going to meddle in the mortal realm soon.

If we were to throw the Ancestor at Daniel, and he died because of New Atlantis,… the cycle of revenge would start… whatever sect that's behind the Ancestor will come out and become the enemy of New Atlantis… this… will help our war effort." Zhuge Liang explained.