Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2597: 1431: Conversation Between Administrators
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
As the shimmering gray radiance dissipated, two imposing figures flanked by their personal guards materialized, standing before our Administrator and Administrator M.
The newcomers were outfitted in dark brown heavy armor etched with black sigils, nearly identical to the gear worn by our leader. However, their suits appeared far more polished and meticulously maintained by comparison.
“Brother K, Brother L, decades have passed since the last market council assembly, hasn’t it?”
Stepping forward to greet them, our Administrator initiated the conversation: “Having you both accept my invitation today is truly an honor; my humble residence is greatly graced by your presence.”
“Not at all, not at all.”
One of the Administrators, possessing a notably shrill voice, waved his hand dismissively while speaking in a somewhat mocking tone: “Brother N, you are currently supported by a rising new force. I have heard that through Brother N’s recent application, the Human Clan has been officially recognized as an invited entity by the Bazaar Brotherhood, is that correct?”
“Haha, Brother L is well-informed. Under the guidance of Your Majesty of the Humans, the Human Clan has undergone a complete transformation. Even without my invitation, it would have been only a matter of time before the Brotherhood elders took notice.”
Our Administrator laughed, puffing out his chest with pride: “I am merely fortunate to be favored by Your Majesty of the Humans. Your Majesty has declared that all official market transactions for the Humans will be handled by me in the future!”
The two visiting Administrators traded glances upon hearing our Administrator’s boastful words.
Though they were hesitant to acknowledge it, the meteoric rise of the Human Clan was undeniably startling.
Notably, before the Humans had even set foot in the Outer Region, they had successfully eradicated the infamous “Blood Dark Tree” technique and the mastermind behind it—a feat that was considered legendary during the Silver Moon Era.
Following that, the Emperor of the Human Race, the architect of their ascension, had even forced the dragon swarm that long occupied Mist Dream Peak to retreat, aided by the Dwarf Elf, Flower Fairy, and Treant tribes.
Furthermore, the Emperor of the Human Race had not only commanded a mysterious legion to crush the Witch Demon Grand Army but had also secured the submission of the Flower Fairy, Troll, Minotaur, and Dragonborn tribes. Most incredible of all was their alliance with the powerhouses of the Light Half-Elf.
Presently, while the Humans have not yet formally declared their dominance, it is clear to any observer that the tribes surrounding the Outer Region near the Gleaming Rift Valley likely view the Emperor of the Human Race with the highest level of reverence.
Additionally, one detail cannot be overlooked.
The Human Clan’s speed of development and the abundance of Tier 5 Equipment and other resources displayed on the field of battle clearly exceed the capabilities of even several Second-tier Powers.
Furthermore, even the allied Dwarf Elf and Flower Fairy tribes saw their internal foundations strengthen significantly, a fact recorded by observers on the battlefield.
These circumstances all serve to explain the immense confidence radiating from Administrator N.
To be blunt, in the past, no matter how much our Administrator sought their company, they would never have associated with a low-ranking entity like us. Now, however, they naturally dared not show any scorn.
Yet, the mystery remained: how did the Emperor of the Human Race manage to accomplish all of this?
While they pondered this, Administrator L’s piercing voice cut through the air again: “Brother N, has the Emperor of the Human Race perhaps stumbled upon an ancient Treasure Vault belonging to the Human Tribe?”
“That is certainly the most plausible theory.”
Administrator K agreed in a deeper tone, echoing the sentiment: “Moreover, while it is said that the otherworldly Lords arriving among the Human Clan are exceptionally talented and possess many strange abilities, it seems impossible for such unfathomable geniuses to exist, doesn't it?”
“Haha, Brother L, Brother K, there is no reason for you to fret over such matters. Investigating the source of traded goods is a direct violation of the Shadow Market’s ironclad regulations.”
Our Administrator replied as he raised the visor of his fully enclosed battle helmet.
“Brother N is absolutely correct. We only need to know that Your Majesty of the Humans possesses extraordinary wealth, surpassing even some Second-tier Powers.”
Administrator M, who was now on our side, quickly chimed in: “This is a rare chance indeed; as long as we satisfy Your Majesty of the Humans, we all stand to gain immense profits!”
Upon hearing M’s remark, L and K exchanged another look, realizing that not only N but also M had aligned himself with the Human Clan.
“Gentlemen, I suspect the situation is not quite that simple, is it?”
Administrator K looked toward M and noted casually: “At this moment, the Desert Alliance under my management and the Rainforest Fortress Alliance led by Brother L are both on the verge of war with the Emperor of the Human Race. Once the fighting begins, it is far from certain who will come out on top.”
Though Administrator K’s words were not definitive, his dismissive tone implied that he did not believe we would be the victors.
This was hardly shocking, as from a pure strength perspective, there was indeed a massive disparity. Even with a surplus of high-tier equipment, such items cannot reach their full potential without powerful warriors to wield them.
“Brother L, Brother K, even if your respective forces hold an advantage, using such underhanded maneuvers is rather distasteful, is it not?”
In the face of K’s arrogance, M retorted with a sense of righteous anger.
His fervor for the cause was even more intense than that of our own Administrator N.