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“Of course the sooner, the better if they’re already done. The factory can start its work as soon as the machines are ready,” Mag replied smilingly. He was very satisfied with Mobai’s work process.

“What kind of machine are these spare parts going to make up? It looks like something formidable?” Mobai asked curiously.

“A spinning machine, but it would be operated by a steam engine. It’s much more efficient than spinning with hands.” Mag smiled. Scheer had already delivered the steam engines, and after these spinning machines were installed, the factory could start its operation.

“Spinning machine?” Mobai scratched his head as he didn’t quite understand Mag.

The two of them discussed the delivery of the spare parts, and after confirming that the spare parts would be delivered in the next two days, Mag returned to the restaurant.

Irina went to the factory to train the Night Elves, while Gina followed Miya and the rest to the ice cream shop. Hence, Mag was alone in the restaurant.

Mag made himself a cup of green tea, brought it upstairs, and placed it on the study desk. He opened the box that Rolan had given him, and continued to read through the information.

The threat of the Demon Islands was temporarily removed, and Mag’s expectation was basically achieved. At least they wouldn’t be able to unite and make trouble before the next peace negotiation.

However, the demons were not the only pro-war race. The most powerful Roth Empire was still getting ready to strike, and the orcs were expanding and reorganizing rapidly. They were prepared to stir up trouble during the peace negotiation. The forest trolls could no longer stand rotting away in the dark forest, and planned on expanding their territory.

Mag knew the Roth Empire best out of all of them. Although the situation of Josh and Sean fighting to be the heir was getting tenser by the day, as long as Andre was alive, the Roth Empire would remain unified.

Killing Andre was a good idea to split up the Roth Empire, but Andre was perhaps the most difficult person to kill in this world. The Magus Tower was situated close to the palace, and nobody knew how many 10th-tier powerhouses were incognito around him.

In the past 100 years, the speed of the Roth Empire’s advancement had exceeded everyone’s expectations. Whether it was the number of 10th-tier knights or the number of 10th-tier magic casters, it had reached a very terrifying number.

Even though the humans didn’t have very powerful physical gifts, their exceptional abilities to learn, their continuous efforts to optimize training methods, and the large-scale cultivation mechanism for producing powerhouses allowed the number of powerhouses in the Roth Empire to grow rapidly in the past 100 years.

If one wanted to advance to the 10th-tier, apart from cultivating correctly, natural talent was very crucial. Hence, there was a maximum limit to the number, after all.

However, the Roth Empire’s mid-range and high-end combat power that was overlooked by the other species was, in actuality, the existence that all the other species should be afraid of.

Alex had once been a senior commander in the Roth Empire’s army, so Mag knew the exact numbers of 6th-tier to 9th-tier knights and magic casters from his memory. This huge number of mid-range and high-end combat power was sufficient for the Roth Empire to annihilate any of the species.

As for why the orcs seemed to be well-matched in strength at the borders with the Roth Empire, the orcs didn’t know that all the military zones in the Roth Empire would secretly rotate every single year for the past few decades. The never-ending border conflict with the orcs was simply an actual combat training ground for the Roth Empire.

Andre’s diplomatic policies had always been extremely restrained ever since he ascended to the throne. His focus was on development.

Even the giant dragons had never expected that the once weak humans already had the power to challenge their position as overlords of the sky when Krassu used a fireball to strike a dragon off the sky and Alex chopped off a dragon’s head with his longsword.

As a human, Mag felt extremely proud and honored for that.

The history of the humans’ survival was a heart-wrenching story, just like every weak species: some disappeared in the long river of history, while others became vassals to others.

The humans had paid an extremely heavy price to survive in the racial war and flourish.

They would be truly respected only when they were powerful enough, and only then could they survive in this harsh world.

Till now, Andre had displayed all the attributes and capabilities that a proper king should have. Even if there were some maneuvers that were stained with blood and conspiracies, the Roth Empire already had the power to withstand any war.

But what made Mag unsettled was that after obtaining such a powerful strength, this ageing king was no longer satisfied with his own territory. He was prepared to set out on the journey to conquer the world.

The victims then had turned into the perpetrators. Such behavior made them no different from those species who mutilated the humans in the past.

100 years had already passed. To the ordinary humans, it was cruel to start a war in which they were destined to lose for just the king’s ambitions and old grudges.

Even if the humans managed to rule this world in the end, nobody knew how many years it would take to heal the scars of this war and how many innocent species would perish in it.

Mag hated war. He hated a world that was about to be plunged into a total war.

He wanted to popularize the model of Chaos City to the whole world. If all the species could open their borders, co-exist peacefully, and diminish the barriers and boundaries in between them, the sword of Damocles that was hanging over the world’s head would then really disappear.

“The Roth Empire is indeed unassailable if Andre doesn’t die.” Mag sighed as he closed the file in his hands. However, once Andre died suddenly, regardless if it was Josh or Sean who ascended to the throne, it would most likely accelerate the current developments. Neither of them were peace-loving rulers. Sean was even ready to move on the orcs for a long time.

Putting the information on the Roth Empire aside, Mag took up the information on the orcs. The most conflicted and urgent matter that needed to be settled right now was the orcs.

The orcs’ power was equally strong. Even though they were formed by many separate tribes, they could unite together rapidly in times of war due to their totem belief.

Mag’s next target was the orcs. Once the Aug Tribe gained control over the Falk Tribe, the orcs would become a race that was completely controlled by a pro-war tribe, and they would pose an imminent danger to the dwarves.

The Falk Tribe’s internal integration had entered the final stage. The people who were loyal to the former chief were mostly imprisoned in the dungeons or killed. 10 days later, they were going to publicly execute the chief’s son, and then officially coronate Gary as the new chief of the tribe.

“10 days,” Mag murmured. That assassin who was still looking very hard for her directions most likely had no idea about that.