Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2075: Incentives

"Fresh air has been a rarity for me lately." I remarked, inhaling deeply.

This held true because I'd been confined to the workshop for more than a week straight.

Only after seven days did I feel content with the production volume, allowing me to release Queenie at last.

Part of this decision stemmed from recognizing Queenie's limits; pushing her harder might have caused a complete mental collapse.

Given her temperament, enduring such extended labor was beyond her capacity.

Without a real rest, she would surely shatter.

Thus, I chose this moment to convene with the racial alliance.

They'd been anticipating this for a while, as I'd informed them via the Holy Empire during my initial encounter with Solista.

My preparations had kept them in suspense, though calling it patient waiting would be inaccurate—I'd gotten updates on all the events.

Meanwhile, the manifestations of corruption energy hadn't ceased.

It surged in various locations with greater frequency, hinting that an all-out assault from the forces of Destruction loomed near.

Naturally, anxiety gripped everyone, particularly the vulnerable smaller nations unable to match the defenses of bigger powers.

This tension surfaced immediately in the meeting when they inquired...

"Are the weapons prepared?"

They wasted no time with pleasantries, cutting straight to the point about the promised armaments.

Fortunately, I'd dedicated the past week to readying them.

Yet, before sharing that news, another revelation demanded attention.

"I’ve uncovered why the forces of Destruction are becoming active."

My words plunged the room into utter silence, where even a pin's fall would echo.

Such a reaction was expected from this assembly, as unraveling this mystery had tormented them throughout.

Grasping the cause was key to devising countermeasures.

Hence, they all hung on my every word.

"It's quite an involved tale, so bear with me as I explain the background." I sighed, drawing in a breath to begin.

I recounted the divine trial imposed upon me, omitting certain details I preferred to keep private.

Once finished, I continued, "I possess a map showing the remaining elementals in need of aid. Rescuing them all should force the forces of Destruction to retreat and vanish once more."

Delegates from major nations appeared unfazed, their resolve already firm.

Those from minor countries struggled more to commit.

The stakes felt perilously high for them, after all.

I'd anticipated this hesitation, fueling my efforts to churn out weapons in bulk.

These served as motivators.

"To tackle this crisis, I've equipped us with arms tailored against the forces of Destruction. Given the urgency, these will prioritize those contributing to the effort."

Upon hearing this, the smaller countries' envoys exchanged glances.

Their expressions revealed their shared deliberations plainly.

Each craved the same prize, and I dangled it before them.

This turned them into rivals vying for the largest share.

To fan the flames further, I declared, "Helpers can retain the weapons post-resolution."

That clinched it, unleashing their pent-up eagerness in a rush. Now, everyone seemed eager to dispatch aid, realizing this path secured early access to the arms.

In truth, they'd receive them anyway to combat the forces of Destruction.

But with scarce stock, distribution followed a sequence.

Assisting now let them bypass the queue.

Eagerly, they pledged their support.

Volunteers shifted from scarce to overwhelming.

Discussions then focused on allocating quotas per nation for deployment to the map's hotspots. They'd stand vigil against corruption energy until I could assist the elementals.

Constraints applied, however.

Balancing contributions across countries while respecting our finite weapon reserves—we couldn't distribute beyond availability.

This sparked intense rivalry as they showcased their troops.

Elite forces stood the best chance of selection, naturally.

Evidently, the right incentives proved effective.