The next morning arrived as scheduled. As the sunlight shone into Yadon's residence on the top of the executive fortress, Lehman slowly opened his eyes and stood up. Vitras, who was already waiting next to him, immediately handed over a set of clothes. Unlike the usual armor, this set of dresses that looked relatively more gorgeous and decorated with more dresses. Lehman, who had Aden's memory, knew that the last time this dress was worn on an extremely formal occasion, was the ignition ceremony of the Ark warship.

"It's a blessing." Lehman thanked Vitras softly.

"What am I? Compared to the pressure you will face next," Vitlas shook his head, "It's not worth mentioning, isn't it?"

"You're worried."

"It's strange if you don't worry, Yadon, do you really think that your compatriots can accept this reality and let this incident be resolved peacefully?"

"I believe in the possibility of the Son of Al. Kara may be connecting us all, but isn't it a deeper thing that really unites us, honor, faith, blood, I believe this incident will be perfectly resolved. Come on, Vitlas, accompany me to meet the storm."

After saying that, Lehman strides out. Seeing this, Vitlas felt confused. He stretched out his hand and said to Aden:

"Dear Yadon, the elevator is there..."

The elevator was behind him and led to the platform outside. Vitlas didn't understand why Yadon walked directly to the balcony outside.

However, he soon knew what was going on: Lehman walked to the edge of the balcony, grabbed the railing, jumped, and jumped down!

Vitlas, stunned.

At this moment, there were already a crowd of people outside the Executive Fortress. The square where Templars frequently entered and entered and exited frequently had been arranged into a huge venue. Each tribe sent as many representatives as possible, so almost 10,000 or 20,000 star spirits gathered in the venue, and these representatives of these tribes sat in the venue in fan shapes.

At the tip of the fan, in the grip, stood a group of guards of the Supreme Council. Behind them, slightly higher than other predecessors, were all the elders of the Supreme Council. Kotanu sat in the center, deliberately talking to the elder beside him about why Aden had not appeared yet, and there seemed to be no intention of lowering the volume.

This complaint was heard by Aden's confidants such as Clorian and others. Naturally, a group of young generals were not very happy. However, before they had time to turn this dissatisfaction into action, they heard someone's exclamation:

"Look!"

Then he looked up in the direction that Kale, who stood up and shouted loudly, and Cloralion was also a little stunned--because a shining ball of light was falling from the sky. When he looked closely, it was Aden who was surrounded by spiritual energy. He saw Aden as if a god had descended to earth, under everyone's gaze, a meteor fell to the ground and hit the rostrum.

Seeing that Yadon seemed to have no intention of slowing down, Nilosha could still pretend to be calm at first, but as Yadon pulled down the gravity faster and faster, getting closer to the ground and closer to the rostrum where the elders were, Nilosha was a little doubtful if this guy wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill her.

The falling speed was getting faster and faster. Finally, at the critical moment of lightning, Kotanu, controlled by Nilesha, finally failed to suppress his instinct and made a move to raise his hand to protect himself. It was also at this time that a powerful psychic wave burst out around Yadon, causing him to slow down almost instantly. The moment before falling to the ground, he turned from an unstoppable meteorite to a feather, and landed gently.

After landing, Lehman stood up steadily, glanced at the Supreme Council that had just recovered from his instinctive defensive posture, and walked towards the front of the rostrum without saying anything.

Lehman didn't say anything, but no one was blind. The Templar Warriors' backs stood up even more straight--the contrast between the Supreme Council, who had just been cowardly and the Gods who came to earth was too obvious. After seeing it, they felt that their hesitation was wiped out, and all that was left was unwavering trust in Aden.

The Kale and the Templars of the tribes below also saw this. For a moment, the audience was full of whispers. Yadon's courageous and calm performance formed a sharp contrast with the cowardly and furious look of the Supreme Council, which was enough to become their long-term topic of conversation. However, the whispers of the people below and the slightest anger of the Supreme Council on the stage soon stopped.

Lehman had already arrived at the center of the rostrum. He looked at the many avatars below, briefly stabilized his mood and started his speech. First, he praised Kara and the wise leadership of the Supreme Council according to the rules of the avatars, and then got to the point:

"I believe that everyone is curious about what happened to the Psychic Storm last night. This is a situation that should not have happened with the help of Kara. The reason for the Psychic Storm is also very simple, because some of our compatriots have not received Kara's help!"

The words were settled, like a huge rock entering the water, and the huge waves were stirred up in Kara. The Supreme Council and all the Templars who knew the situation had to do their best. It took a long time to comfort the huge waves in Kara. At this time, Lehman spoke again. He first praised Kara's greatness, unity, and then changed the subject again:

"However, some of the compatriots did not want to share everything about themselves in Kara, such as their memories, their emotions, and therefore, they rejected Kara's help."

"Blasphemous heresy!!!"

Some star spirits in the audience started to curse loudly. Seeing this scene, the elders of the Supreme Council felt a little proud.

But Lehman was unmoved, he continued:

"However, these fellow citizens…"

"This is a blasphemous heresy!!!" Some star spirit interrupted Lehman's speech at the top of his lungs.

"You have the power to call them that, but they are our fellow citizens," Lehman locked up the Protoss, found his message in Kara, and whispered a templar warrior to bring a [rebellion]. He pointed at the rebel, pointed his other hand at the hoarse spirit and said, "You must know this fellow citizens, because he lives next to you, you and him have been playmates since childhood, you are all glorious Carly, aren't you?"

"How could it be..." The star spirit who had been hoarse before was silent. As Lehman said, he recognized the heresy he mentioned, which was his friend, his colleague, his... compatriot. When he praised Kara, he never persuaded him not to believe Kara's compatriots.

"When you praise Kara, he did not stop you, nor did he preach what he believed, because he believed that Kara was your choice, just as they believed that Kara was his choice, and just as they believed that Kara was an indispensable Tao for Al now!" Lehman said loudly.

Speaking of this, Clorante took out all the [rebellions] according to the early arrangement. Seeing these "heretic rebellions", the stars in the audience were silent--these people were not monsters, but their true compatriots, who lived, worked and fought with them. So they knew that these compatriots really cared about them and Al, but now these compatriots are rejecting Kara.

For a moment, the Protosses were also confused. They thought that Kara was not the way to salvation? Al couldn't do without Kara. Why do these compatriots love them and Al, but reject Kara?

"It's a very simple choice. They want to keep some privacy for themselves. At the same time, they realize that Kara is necessary for Al. Is this really conflicting, especially when these people agree to self-exile, leave Al and no longer disturb our lives?"

Lehman's voice was as loud as thunder, and there was silence in the audience. Seeing that the situation was like this, Lehman continued to say:

"I think there is a choice in this world that should not be - every choice will bring two things, progress and price. You will definitely get something, and you will definitely pay some price. Only the choice that blindly wants to get but makes others pay the price should not be respected! However, these compatriots do not want us to bear the price. They choose to keep privacy and refuse Kara, and at the same time choose not to let us bear the price of chaos, stay away from Al, and never set foot on Al's land again!"

"But he is my friend..." Some of the star spirits in the audience said in pain, "He left, but I will fall into pain. Who can bear the price?"

The venue fell into a brief silence. After a while, a [rebel] stood up and said gently to the audience:

"Amansur, my old friend, I know this may be difficult for you. I choose what I believe, my faith, and I will give up my friendship with you. The price of pain will fall on you, but it will also fall on me..."

"Then, stay in Kara!"

"Sorry, old friend, I can't do that, I have something I believe in…."

"What you believe in is more important than me? More important than friendship?! More important than hometown?!"

With this roar, the venue fell into a dead silence. In this unbearable silence, the rebels looked at each other, and the questions of their compatriots penetrated into their hearts like a knife. Suddenly, a rebel withdrew from the queue, jumped to the audience, and bowed deeply to the stage:

"Sorry, I think I can't leave my partner and this land anymore. Perhaps, what I insist on is not.....sorry...."

Rashagl's spirit was as solid as a rock, and the elders of the Supreme Council smiled - they did not expect that there would be rebellion and public surrender, which was a great joy.

Gradually, more [rebellions] left the team, returned to their compatriots, and also let go of their spirits and reconnected to Kara. The Supreme Council smiled happily and loudly proclaimed that nothing was more important than the peace of their compatriots and their hometown. Another group of rebels led by Rashagel stood there, still standing still.

In the end, no one walked off the stage anymore. Looking at the insistent, the Supreme Council asked them why they had not returned to Kara's arms and only got Rasager's words:

“I stick to the path I chose.”

The astral spirits in the audience looked at these compatriots with complex emotions. Some of the astral spirits were still unstable because their friends or family insisted on wandering, but were comforted by the astral spirits with stable subjects through Kara.

In the end, the Ancestrals, with complex emotions, accepted reality--some compatriots insisted on leaving.

So the matter was decided that the [rebels] would leave Al on a giant ship and would never be returned unless they accepted Kara.

The Supreme Council was very happy because the number of rebellions was greatly weakened.

Lehman was also very happy because he knew that the road that Nairakim would take next was extremely difficult, and it was actually a good thing to be able to screen and remove some weak-willed ones in advance.
Chapter completed!