Reaper of the Martial World

Book 9: Chapter 71: Federation (1)

The sudden voice caused the atmosphere to freeze. If before, the sudden appearance of Apollos hadn’t shocked the Clan and Sect elders below, the appearance of not one, but three beauties in the sky definitely did.

One wore a gorgeous, fluttering red dress, her red-gold hair flowing to the small of her back as her emerald eyes pierced toward King Star.

She was the one who had spoken, a beauty with a voice and appearance so mesmerizing that even the Heads of the leading 9 territories, men who hadn’t been moved by women in hundreds of thousands of years, felt a long dead fire relight in their lower abdomens.

The second had a petite, slight frame. Her silver hair fell like a waterfall of mercury and liquid aluminum, partially covered by a white lace headdress that exuded a pure aura. Though she didn’t say a word, her strength blanketed the parliament, causing a cold sweat to permeate the backs of the various leaders. This woman… they were no match for her.

Finally, there was the third. She was tender and immature compared to the former two, and could match neither their demeanor nor their elegance, but she was refreshing to gaze upon, overflowing one’s heart with warmth. Light pink hair and sparkling pink-diamond eyes, her face held an adorable expression that filled one with the will to protect.

Though the second of the three women wasn’t recognized by those below, the remaining two were most definitely. True God Sacharro’s wife and little sister!

True God Diasho’s eyes shone so brightly when they landed upon Amphorae that it almost seemed they might fall out of their sockets.

‘What a woman!’

As a sword sprite, Diasho Ren felt it very keenly… That sharp, hidden killing intent. The way she wreaked of blood… His rod stood at attention, he cared not one bit if others would notice.

True God Star knew his friend’s tastes well. There was nothing he hated more than docile, weak-willed women. For someone like Lyla, he wouldn’t give her a second glance. This was of course not to say that Lyla was weak-willed. It was very rare to find someone with stronger will than a True Empath who saw nothing but the thoughts of others all day. But, it was rather to say that her appearance wasn’t to True God Diasho’s liking.

In truth, True God Star would be lying if he said he didn’t have the same reaction to laying eyes on Amphorae. However, he had a duty as a man with his three wives by his side to not display such emotion. He owed his wives at least this modicum of respect.

King Star regained his composure. Though Amphorae cut through his momentum, that was only because he hadn’t been speaking with any intention of being interrupted. This little girl was still far from his match. Though, by that same token, he was no match for this petite silver-haired woman who had still yet to speak a single word.

“Madame Sacharro, have you come to join our Federation, or declare hostilities against it.”

“Declare hostilities?” Amphorae wasn’t a wordsmith like her husband, nor was she as quippy as Clara or Ri, but she wasn’t a fool either. Though she preferred to battle with her fists, King Star’s words were far too shameless. “We’ve only just arrived to hear statements about your fledgling Federation’s plans on dividing up territory that doesn’t belong to you. You say that your criteria is strength of Clan, especially that of its youths… Are you suggesting that the Sacharro Clan lacks talented youths and thus doesn’t deserve to be within your parliament?”

Though King Star’s face didn’t show it, he felt as though he had been pushed between a rock and a hard place.

Thinking of the arrogance the Sacharro Clan had displayed, he thought they wouldn’t even appear today. Then, by the time they realized the growing strength of their Federation, it would be too late to retaliate. But, who would have known that Dyon would send his wives here.

‘Hold on a moment… Just two years ago, this red-haired little girl was in Sacharro Clan territory. How did she make it here so fast? Did someone let her in…? Unless?’

King Star’s gaze once more fell on Luna, his evaluation of her raising several fold.

‘Don’t tell me the Sacharro Clan have more than one Higher Existence…’

King Star felt his meticulous plans were falling by the wayside. This was their chance to bring the Sprite Alliance to a level playing field with the Nephilim and the Sapientia, not to mention an opportunity to make his Star Clan the sixth power of their Sprite Alliance, but they had suddenly run into a roadblock.

In the end, King Star sighed and began to speak.

“You misunderstand. No… actually, you understand perfectly well. The Federation seeks to band the tower quadrants together toward a common goal. Should your Sacharro Clan stand in the way of that, we – well, at least my Star Clan – would be forced to oppose you. Towards such ends… I could only see the Sacharro Clan as selfish.”

“I do not remember saying we would not cooperate. In fact, the Sacharro Clan is also willing to provide resources to the budding youths of the tower quadrants. I believe we have the necessary power to hold a seat, no?” historical

King Star was stunned once more. They actually cared to join? But… Did he dare to accept them?

Thinking of Dyon potential, he shivered. When last seen, as a Middle Celestial, he was already capable of rebuffing lower dao experts. Of course, he used several treasures, but it was a fact, nonetheless.

The problem was… Even if King Star wanted to say no now, could he?