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"If we're talking about choosing a time, it's not considered negligence! We need to give them face, but we also need to maintain our own authority, right?"

I'm very satisfied with this answer.

She actually thought the same thing, and the reason she asked Xiao Ce was to get the same answer...

Now that Sean (Xiao Ce)'s reply was the same as what she had thought, she could finally rest assured.

At this moment, Nie Bing looked at Ed White in another part of the room.

Ed White was somewhat tired at this moment, after all, there were countless things to deal with in Alliance City.

It really took him a lot of effort.

After Ed White saw Nie Bing's look, Nie Bing didn't even need to ask.

Ed White spoke up from the side, "President, our last message was that they should arrive around midnight. I can arrange for someone to inform them that, out of consideration for their long journey, you should let them rest well at sea for the night and then we can go to meet them tomorrow..."

Seeing Ed White's response, Nie Bing smiled and nodded, "Alright, Vice President Ed, let's do it your way..."

Ed White then looked at Sean (Xiao Ce) and said, "Mr. Sean, do you have any opinions or suggestions?"

Sean (Xiao Ce) shook his head: "No need, just greet them with the highest level of hospitality..."

Ed White nodded, then asked, "Won't this make them a little arrogant...?"

Xiao Ce smiled and said, "It's alright, we should still give them the respect they deserve... Besides, our goal was to treat them as equals, we shouldn't think we're superior..."

Then Xiao Ce looked at Nie Bing and said, "Actually, I believe the Illuminati has no intention of being responsible for how to manage this place. The Illuminati just needs a stable West, a place that can provide them with what they need... As for the distribution of profits and power, the Illuminati probably won't manage every little detail; these things need to be delegated..."

"The Illuminati has only one goal: to provide them with what they need and to carry out the tasks they want to do, is that all?!"

As he spoke, Xiao Ce looked at Nie Bing and said, "President, don't you think so?"

Nie Bing nodded: "That's right, that's our ultimate goal... What I want is a stable Western alliance. I don't care about the specific interests involved... I just want them to obediently hand over the resources we need..."

After a pause, Nie Bing turned to Xiao Ce and said, "Mr. Sean, do you think... this might make them lose their sense of place...?"

Xiao Ce smiled, then said to Nie Bing, "President, of course not... These people are all smart... They may seem to have united, but they each have their own needs... As long as there are interests involved, they won't be a monolithic group..."

Seeing this, Nie Bing smiled and then said, "Alright, then, everything will be as you wish, Mr. Sean..."

"Then let's go together first thing tomorrow morning..."

Xiao Ce naturally nodded.

Ed White went off to attend to other matters...

That night, around midnight, their Western Allied Navy arrived at the area.

Ed White had been waiting for a long time, and then sent a beehive to...

They informed their respective kings and the heads of the twelve families.

The tribal chiefs naturally agreed, and the kings had even less to say...

Until the next day.

Nie Bing arrived at the port early.

At the port, a welcoming platform had already been specially erected.

The entire port was decorated, making it look exceptionally grand...

Nie Bing was also wearing a noble white robe embroidered with silver-white patterns, the entire robe embroidered with the repeated emblem of the Illuminati...

Although the original owner replaced the previous bishop, it's possible that the original owner wasn't particularly interested in these things...

At this moment, Xiao Ce stood quietly half a step behind Nie Bing, his posture respectful and composed.

He was wearing a dark gray scholar's robe, with a well-tailored black stand-up collar trench coat over it. He was low-key and reserved, yet he had an undeniable presence.

On either side of the platform, Ed White and a group of high-ranking officials from the Illuminati stood solemnly, each holding their breath.

After a night of preparation, the port and docks were decorated with flags fluttering in the wind, with the Illuminati's sun ship flag flying alongside the flags of the countries that were about to arrive.

Large numbers of Illuminati guards, clad in gleaming armor, lined the dock, their spears forming a forest, silently displaying their power.

Many residents of the newly recruited Alliance City were also present, dressed in their finest attire, craning their necks in anticipation of the upcoming grand event.

Most of these individuals were selected by the British Empire, as the alliance was strengthened.

They knew very well that more and more people would join them.

They hope that more and more people will join, so that their alliance city can grow stronger.

Only when the Alliance City grows stronger will their status rise accordingly...

Ugh...!

The long, deep sound of the ship's horn tore through the silence of the sea fog, and the lead warship, with the emblem of a soaring eagle carved on its prow, was the first to break through the gray curtain and slowly sail into the harbor.

Following closely behind, one after another, steel behemoths of different styles and bearing different flags filed in, their massive bodies crowding the waters of the Alliance City port.

"The president's warships have all arrived..."

Ed White broke the silence on the platform with a soft report.

Nie Bing nodded slightly, her gaze drifting towards the direction of the warship fleet...

The warship dropped anchor and came to a stop, then lowered its gangway.

The first group to arrive came from the Gallo-Baltic Empire.

Charles Bourbon, King of the Gallo-American Empire, wearing a dark blue suit with gold trim and a tricorn hat.

Charles Bourbon, surrounded by his entourage, was the first to step onto the red carpet at the dock.

He was around fifty years old, with a lean face and sharp eyes like an eagle. His steps were steady, and he wore a perfectly measured, formulaic smile. He bowed slightly to Nie Bing on the high platform, but his gaze flickered almost imperceptibly when it swept over Sean (Xiao Ce) and the row of iron-man guards behind Nie Bing.

Gaul's national power was second to none in the West, and it had several noble families behind it. Judging from their attire, they must be very powerful nobles there...

At the very end of the Gallo Empire's procession were the members of the Gallic family, who were the rear guard of their group...

After Charles Bourbon stepped forward, he bowed respectfully: "Your Excellency President Nie Bing, the Illuminati's brilliance illuminates the West. Charles Bourbon of the Gallic Empire, along with all the noble leaders of the Gallic Empire, has come in response to your call."

"Welcome, Prime Minister Bourbon. The friendship between Gaul and China is a vital cornerstone of our common cause." — Nie

Ice's voice was clear, calm, and carried an undeniable authority. Her response was concise and forceful, her gaze already fixed on the people disembarking from the next boat that had docked.

The representative of the Austro-Hungarian Empire was Crown Prince Khansenberg.

Von Habsburg was a slightly gloomy young man with a deep look in his eyes that was beyond his years and a hint of weariness that was not easily detected.

He was dressed in a smart uniform characteristic of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, his chest adorned with medals.

Behind him were also some people dressed in noble attire, and beside him was the patriarch of the Luster family, one of the twelve families.

When von Habs stepped forward, his attitude became even more respectful.

“President!” Habs’s voice was somewhat deep. “The Austro-Hungarian Empire looks forward to joining hands with the Illuminati to meet the challenges of the future.”

Before Nie Bing could speak, the patriarch of the Rust family, who was standing next to Feng Habus, saw the look of doubt in Nie Bing's eyes.

The patriarch of the Rust family bowed and said, "President, the late King Habsburg is seriously ill and will likely die soon... and von Habsburg, as the sole heir to the French Empire, has been arranged to come here!"

"Very well, Prince Habs is young and promising; it is an honor for the Alliance to arrive." Nie Bing nodded, responding in a formulaic manner, without delving into the truthfulness of their words...

Next to disembark was the King of the Roman Empire, Medici. Medici was a burly man with a square face and a full beard, a formidable figure.

Beside Medi were the members of the Aurelius family, as well as many other nobles.

Cassie was also in the team, but he was positioned relatively far back, as was Kate, who had come with them earlier.

After they arrived, their first target was Xiao Ce.

Their eyes met briefly, and what Xiao Ce had feared did not happen...

Xiao Ce was worried about Xiao Yang, and even more so about Yin Pan'er and the others coming...

Fortunately, no one did... not even the people from Dragon City came.

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, the Roman Empire seeks the light of order in this turbulent time. President, Medi, along with a delegation from the Roman Empire, follows you..." Medi's voice was old yet resonant as he bowed to Nie Bing.

A fleeting, almost imperceptible chill flashed in Nie Bing's eyes, but she concealed it well: "King Medi, welcome."

After she finished speaking, she nodded to Cassivs again: "Cassivs, your Aurelius family has worked hard..."

Everyone was somewhat surprised to hear Nie Bing take the initiative to greet the Aurelius family.

After all, Nie Bing only greeted the kings of various countries, not the people from the twelve families.

This is also an exception.

However, after a brief moment of surprise, everyone quickly realized why...

After all, Sean Aurelius standing next to Nie Bing is one explanation.

Although they had just arrived, they had already heard quite a bit about Sean...

At this time, the King of the French Empire was Baptiste Leclerc, known as the "Iron Lion"!

He was a general-king, stepping onto the dock with the resounding strides characteristic of soldiers.

He was tall and imposing, wearing a crisp, sky-blue marshal's uniform, with numerous and dazzling medals on his chest.

His eyes were like knives, full of aggression and undisguised ambition.

He surveyed the entire area, his gaze lingering particularly on the Iron Man Guards, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on his lips. Behind him stood two rows of tall, strong, and menacing guards, their auras imposing.

"Hahaha! President Nie Bing! Leclerc salutes you!" His laughter was loud and clear, with the ruggedness of a soldier! "The sword of France is always ready to be wielded for a worthy alliance! May the Illuminati's plans be worthy of the blood of French soldiers!"

His words were blunt, tinged with provocation, making no attempt to conceal his admiration for power and his naked demand for the exchange of benefits.

Nie Bing's gaze remained unchanged, but her face maintained its composure: "King Leclerc's reputation for bravery resounds throughout the West. The Illuminati's plan will undoubtedly bring unprecedented glory and benefits to all participants. Believe me, France's efforts will be rewarded beyond imagination." Her response was equally direct and confrontational, implicitly promising power and benefits.

Leclerc laughed and said no more, striding to his position.

Next to arrive was Vichy Teres, the King of the Bavarian Empire.

He was aboard an extremely ornate yacht, which resembled a moving palace.

He was slightly overweight, wearing a velvet suit embroidered with intricate gold thread, a top hat adorned with huge feathers, and his hands were covered with various gemstone rings.

Upon disembarking, he was immediately surrounded by a group of well-dressed attendants carrying various exquisite items. His face bore the arrogance and extravagance characteristic of nobility. His eyes critically scanned the dock's layout and the welcoming crowd, finally settling on Nie Bing on the high platform with a condescending scrutiny.

"Oh, look at this weather! It's absolutely terrible, President. Thank you for coming to greet me in this weather..." King Telss took out an embroidered handkerchief and pretended to wipe away non-existent sweat.

The Bavarian Empire was not a powerful country, but it was certainly a wealthy one.

Seeing his expression, a barely perceptible hint of displeasure flashed in Nie Bing's eyes...

However, in this situation, he naturally did not show the slightest displeasure.

Finally, a group of burly men disembarked. Their boat was full of tall, imposing men, each averaging 1.9 meters tall and weighing at least 200 kilograms...

He had previously thought the Horn family members were burly, but compared to these Bolton Empire people, he now seemed rather petite...

Okayama Bolton walked a few steps, and looking at him, he was even a little out of breath...

"President of the Illuminati, Okayama Bolton, along with nobles from the Bolton Empire, has come to pay your respects..." Although Okayama Bolton was a burly man, his voice was surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to his imposing stature.