Chapter 1139: Chapter 850: Overbearing

“Esteemed Emperor Marcus, we take peace negotiations very seriously and are committed to them. Naturally, we come with sincerity; if this negotiation goes smoothly, we might return some of your citizens who accidentally ended up in our hands as stowaways.”

Marcus showed a slightly cold smile. He certainly understood what Alles was referring to, nothing more than soldiers captured during conflict battles. He responded.

“Quite coincidentally, we have many of them as well.”

“Isn’t that just perfect, everyone shows sincerity.”

Maudo said calmly.

“Seeing how sincere you are, I shall engage in talks with you. Speak, how shall we coexist peacefully?”

Emperor Marcus replied with a ferocious smile.

Alles smiled and said, “It’s very simple, do not interfere with each other, strictly prohibit anyone from causing trouble or attacking each other’s fleets. If anyone violates, hand them over to the other side for severe punishment.”

“Our Empire’s people have always been law-abiding and dislike causing trouble, so there’s certainly no problem in this regard.”

Marcus said arrogantly.

Councilman Luford and others couldn’t help but twitch their faces upon hearing this; they felt it was hypocritical.

However, no matter how dissatisfied they might be internally, they wouldn’t openly confront Emperor Marcus.

After all, the peace negotiations are live-streamed now.

The reason for broadcasting this meeting live is actually from careful consideration by Alles and several others.

On one hand, with so many people watching, the Empire’s side will relatively restrain themselves.

Moreover, this negotiation being live-streamed makes both parties’ citizens witnesses. Once an agreement is reached, if anyone breaks it first, they won’t have justification. Even the Imperial Army, no matter how brutal, will have some hesitations.

At this time, Maudo steadily said, “Emperor Marcus, it seems there’s a high possibility we might reach consensus today, as our thoughts align.”

“Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Although I am keen to reach a peace agreement with you all, this doesn’t mean I wish to deal with you further. Most importantly, I don’t trust you, and I assume you won’t trust us either.”

Emperor Marcus showed a slightly playful smile on his domineering face.

Alles immediately became alert and cautiously replied, “What do you mean, Emperor?”

“Simple, demarcate and reign separately, keeping distinct areas.”

Emperor Marcus squinted his eyes and proposed.

Alles and others exchanged glances, each showing wariness. This Emperor has ulterior motives; they won’t be this obedient.

Maudo cautiously asked, “What do you mean by demarcate and reign?”

“We are currently residing within the star domain of Star Ring City, bounded by its rules; basically, no one dares to challenge Star Ring City’s rules for conflict. All conflicts occur in outside domains, namely those leading to Ceres on the voyage. We split the voyage route, wouldn’t everything be settled then?”

Marcus didn’t beat around the bush and straightforwardly explained.

“What Emperor Marcus says is correct.”

The other five Emperors present all spoke in support.

Alles and others’ expressions grew more serious; even the dullest could see that the other party was demanding a division of the voyage route.

Actually, dividing the voyage route might not be a bad thing, but it doesn’t seem so simple.

“It’s not impossible, but how should it be divided?”

Maudo hesitated repeatedly before speaking.

“Very simple, a predetermined division. The divided voyage route and the nearby star domain belong to the owner of said route. No one is allowed to enter it, and if anyone trespasses on someone else’s route, all are permitted to sink them.”

Emperor Marcus casually suggested.

“That’s possible, but for fairness, how about splitting the route in half?”

Alles proposed.

“Haha, Council President Alles, you must not have rested well last night to say something like that; dividing in half is not fair at all.”

Emperor Marcus sneered.

“Emperor Marcus, what do you think constitutes fairness?”

Maudo frowned, holding his composure and asking.

“We have six nations, while you have only five; our numbers are inherently larger. Hence, we want seventy percent of the route, and you get thirty, isn’t that reasonable?”

Emperor Marcus demanded greedily.

If listened carefully, one would notice Marcus’ tone is assertive, not negotiatory! Meaning, Emperor Marcus plans to claim seventy percent of the route and surrounding star domains.

Luford’s face twitched, and he couldn’t help but reply, “How is this different from a bandit?”

“Emperor Marcus is excessive.”

Even Maudo couldn’t keep his composure.

“Indeed, asking for seventy percent of the route is too exaggerated; we cannot agree to that. Besides, I hope Emperor Marcus can face reality; we are not pushovers.”

Alles subtly reminded Emperor Marcus that the Alliance didn’t lose in past conflicts.

“Tsk tsk, makes sense. But asking for seventy percent is for your own good since lately interstellar pirates frequently appear, posing significant challenges to eradication. With too large a route, it’s challenging to defend. But we are confident, as our nation’s V-generation Biological Mecha is officially in service. By the way, I brought a virtual projection along, perfect for you to admire.”

Emperor Marcus snapped his fingers.

Instantly, a virtual projection unfolded; a menacing mecha towering at a hundred meters appeared, covered in layers of blood-red heavy armor and adorned with special patterns. Its head resembled that of a T-Rex, with crimson eyes! Its sharp right claw gripped a slender black bone spear, exuding a ferocious and brutal aura.

Upon seeing this, everyone’s hearts skipped a beat.

“It’s truly a V-generation Biological Mecha!”

Meimikas exclaimed in shock.

Marcus turned to Alles with a smile, saying, “I heard your country has a top-notch master; I wonder if they pilot a V-generation mecha too.”

Alles’ expression became increasingly serious; the meaning was clear—the Federation’s trump card isn’t handy now.

He then replied in a deep voice, “Thank you for your concern, Emperor Marcus. Let’s focus on the main issue; seventy percent of the route is too much. Even if you are correct, with your six Empires having larger numbers, splitting slightly more isn’t unreasonable; but not this much. I cannot agree, and I believe others can’t either.”

Amilo and others collectively voiced their approval, “Alles is right; this demand is excessive, we cannot agree.”

…

Watching the live broadcast, Su Mo couldn’t help but murmur softly.

“This Galmotos Empire certainly forgets the pain once healed, shamelessly asking for seventy percent of the route.”

“Why are you so agitated?”

The Fake Owner·Swallower responded calmly.

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