Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

After Elijah finished speaking, a long silence fell over the courtroom. Harold stared intently at him, while Elijah met Harold's gaze with equal composure.

After a long silence, Harold rang a bell and said in a low voice, "Presidents, please come with me to the deliberation room."

The seven people entered a secret room behind the deliberation hall. The moment the door closed, Harold bluntly said, "I am prepared to agree to the resolution to start a war. What do you think?"

The other six remained silent, exchanging glances until one of them raised his hand and said, "May the Demon Kingdom become strong; I agree."

So the remaining five people also raised their hands one after another, indicating their agreement to start the war. They were all from the same era. They had witnessed the weakness of the Demon Kingdom and its revival. They were all holding their breath and wanted to witness the strength of the Demon Kingdom together again.

Elijah didn't have to wait long before Harold and the other seven reappeared in his sight.

"The deliberative panel unanimously agrees with this resolution."

After saying that, Harold shook the bell on the table. The sound of the bell was an exciting stimulant for Elijah, but for Vera, who was far away in the palace and unaware of the situation, it was an unbearable sound of despair.

Elijah suppressed his excitement, led the Insulators in a collective bow, and then stated that marching and large-scale battles were not their forte, using the excuse of needing to return to report that he had to leave. Back at his quarters, Elijah urged them excitedly and urgently, “Pack up quickly, we need to leave immediately. You all go back to report, and Ralf the Guardian and I will go directly to the headquarters.”

That very day, the Insulators left the royal city of Damonlit and headed straight for the border. The Council's decision, after their departure, was formally transmitted to the royal palace and to the Demon King Verra, the de facto supreme ruler of the entire Demon Kingdom.

At this moment, Vera was holding a court meeting. She looked at the resolution in her hand in disbelief. Overwhelmed with anger, she tore the document to shreds in front of the ministers and nobles. The dukes and ministers, including Manuel, who were attending the meeting, were all confused. However, it was clearly stated in the report that it was the latest resolution from the deliberation court. Manuel guessed that the resolution must be related to the Elemental Stone incident from the day before yesterday, since it could make Vera so angry.

Verra's reaction was exactly as the deliberative council had expected. Shortly after Verra tore up the documents, a deliberative council chairman entered the assembly. Standing in the middle of the crowd, he loudly announced: "The deliberative council has decided to enter a state of war preparedness, effective immediately, ready to wash away the shame of defeat a century ago. War! Is coming!"

The court immediately erupted in cheers. Verra looked at the jubilant ministers and nobles in disbelief. She couldn't understand why they were so fanatical and eager for war. She shouted, "Wait!" and then an elemental pressure was released.

The court assembly gradually quieted down. No matter how fervent these ministers and nobles were, they still had to give face to the Demon King, Verra. Besides the difference in status, the more important reason was that Verra's strength was considerable.

Verra coldly questioned, "Why didn't the council summon me and other nobles to participate in the decision-making process?"

The chief deliberator explained calmly, “Your Majesty, since the establishment of the Deliberative Council, the late king set a rule that the council could decide whether to adopt the suggestions of the royal family and nobles in any decision involving war. We believe that Your Majesty is still young and lacks sufficient understanding of war. The nobles were prohibited from participating in war decisions as early as the time of the late king. Therefore, our decision is in accordance with the rules. Does Your Majesty have any further questions?”

These words left Vera speechless. These rules were all set by her father, who had always been her idol. When she inherited the throne, she did not object to anything her father had set, but instead followed them. She never imagined that they would become the most effective weapon against her royal decrees.

Seeing that Vera remained silent, the chief councilor did not linger. Instead, he summoned several grand dukes and ministers in charge of military affairs to accompany him to the council chamber, thus ending the court session. Vera remained seated on the throne until everyone had left, still unable to process what had happened. Everything was settled, and she wanted to stop it, but she was powerless to do so.

After a period of intensive planning and preparation, the Demon Kingdom's war plan was finalized. Dozens of orders were issued from the royal city and sent to various army garrisons. In the past few days, the Demon Kingdom's army has been in a state of complete jubilation. Every soldier makes no attempt to hide their love for war, which is the bloodthirsty nature that the demon race is born with.

The entire army fully supported the order and began preparations for war. Some even broke camp on their own before the appointed time and headed to the assembly point. The army that appeared in the City of Dry Bones consisted of these war fanatics who set off early. Because of their unauthorized assembly, they were eventually discovered by spies from the Heavenly Fortune Empire, who then relayed the news back to their country.

News of the Demon Kingdom's army gathering reached the Holy Beast Kingdom without delay. Upon hearing words like "Demon Kingdom" and "war," Dakrons became uncontrollably excited. His regent, Lati, watching this, couldn't help but wonder, "Is my brother a beastman or a demon...?"

After patiently listening to the message delivered by the messenger from the Heavenly Fortune Empire, Lati told the messenger to go and rest. Then he sent someone to summon several capable ministers to discuss the matter. However, Daklens was not as calm and patient as him. He smashed the table in front of him with his fist and shouted excitedly, "War! Good! These demon bastards, I've wanted to wipe them all out for a long time! Come on!"

Lati was in a terrible headache. He pressed Dakrons onto the throne and finally managed to calm his brother down. At this time, the summoned ministers arrived one after another. Lati shared the news with them and asked for their advice. Unfortunately, although they were capable ministers, their deep-seated hatred for the demons made them very supportive of the war and they all expressed that they should actively prepare for war.

Seeing that the ministers all supported the war, Dakrons abruptly stood up from his throne. Without saying a word, he stared coldly into the distance. Lati didn't understand what her brother was doing. After staring into the distance for a long time, Dakrons silently took a table from the side and placed it in front of him. Then, under everyone's gaze, he smashed the new table to pieces with a single punch. Then, with that fanaticism and excitement, he roared at the ministers: "Issue my royal decree! Prepare for war throughout the nation!"

This fervor ignited the ministers in the hall, who roared in response to their emperor's call and left the hall to deliver orders. Latti reached out to stop the ministers, but Daklens grabbed his arm and said in a deep, calm voice, "Lati, my brother, I know what I'm doing."

At that moment, Lati felt that Dakrens had become a different person, exuding an aura of majesty, invincibility, and wisdom. It was as if he were the wise ruler of the beast kingdom, someone all the beastmen and he could rely on. But this feeling didn't last long. Dakrens released his grip on Lati's arm, then laughed loudly and left the hall, leaving behind only a sentence that gave Lati a terrible headache:

"War is coming! Hahahaha!"