God's Eyes

While looking at the people around him in an exasperated manner, Jason noticed that the majority of them were seriously pondering about the idea presented by the middle-aged man he had never seen before.

'It would definitely be an entertaining and reassuring factor for the citizens to watch a tournament and see how much stronger one can become by using the techniques from foreign races, but aren't they missing the important part?'

"Nial, this is not a bad plan, but it would be better if we were to do something like this further in the future. Right now, we have to pay attention to other things such as rebuilding the Archipelago, our cities, and nursing the injured back to health while nurturing the weak.

There are millions that have been disabled, deprived of their home, and relatives. Some have even lost everything they had."

When Jason heard this he nodded his head and without waiting for someone else to add something, he supplied,

"The little girl in my arms is a good example for this state. Her parents were killed due to the aftermath of the flood caused by the Overlord mosasaurs in the Hina capital. She is an orphan and I decided to take care of her for some time.

Hearing that you guys want to invest in your new generation so that they can improve their strength and learn the technique from the foreign races faster is almost an insult to me and everyone who gave up something in order to help others!

Don't get me wrong, a tournament is a good plan to calm down the citizens, but that is only a temporary solution and not something we should dedicate our time and energy to!

The most important are humans and finding ways to protect them. Does anyone here think that I am wrong??"

Jason was annoyed at some big clan heads who were selfishly trying to avoid taking responsibility for their citizens.

Just as Nial, who had proposed the tournament wanted to say something, Merl Arths, Fasro and Lusan called him in unison.

"Jason, come and sit down!"

This caused him to calm down as he smiled at the three who were seated next to each other.

While the two foreign races didn't intervene or raise their concern with anything that was being discussed in the gathering, the intimidating aura they were releasing was nothing to scoff at.

Instead, it was highly likely that their presence was solely to prevent dumb and selfish proposals from being voiced out.

Meanwhile, Merl Arths might not be the strongest human on the planet, but his tactics and knowledge were what made him well known.

The fact that the members of the two foreign races and Merl had specifically called Jason, made it pretty clear that he was someone important.

Thus, even the big clan heads and representatives that didn't know him had held back from lashing out at him for speaking amidst higher authorities. They were forced to calm down and look at the situation with rationality instead of their instinctive behavior.

"I think this young man is correct. Recuperating from the Great Argos war might be more important for the weakened clans, but there are others that rely on us to protect them because they're too weak to do that by themselves.

There are not many big clans that ever paid attention to the island they were governing to begin with...does everyone even know what the situation on the Archipelago looks like? I know it and the majority of governing clans should be embarrassed about their behavior.

Why did you even accept the responsibility of governing an island if you can't think rationally and employ a few powerhouses during the Great Argos war?

One human at the Lord stage wouldn't have been enough to change the outcome of the Great Argos war, let alone be enough to annihilate entire races.

However, it would have been enough to protect an island from any beast with their habitat there!"

While walking towards Fasro, Lusan, and Merl Arths, Jason nodded his head in agreement.

He agreed to the old woman that had spoken. She was one of the present Old ones which made Jason recall that had also seen Haepha, but she seemed to have aged by several decades since they had first met.

Somehow, he felt bad for her, even if he was not sure for what exactly.

Almost everyone had lost someone important during the Great Argos war, and Jason knew that he was not the only one who had to suffer.

Sitting down on the chair he had been given, Jason was calmly observing the entire gathering that went on for several hours, while Anna was sleeping soundly.

She had already tried to speak with him, but so far she had only been able to utter gibberish, making it difficult for Jason to find the meaning behind those words if he could call them that.

Thus he could only tell her to calm down and try it every now and then.

After the first time she had transmitted her memories to him, Anna had been unable to do the same again. Jason assumed that she must have used up the last remnants of her strength at that time.

He was curious about the race she had belonged to, what kind of other human-like races existed, and to find out more about all kinds of worlds that existed as well.

However, before he would be able to pay more attention to the other worlds, the world or rather the planet he inhabited in this life that is Argos required some time, and most importantly peace.

The current state was much better than expected, and by intently observing the entire gathering, Jason was able to witness that the hostility between most clans seemed to be superficial, and not noteworthy.

Either, the hostility originated from the fact that some big clans had been forced to collude with the Drake alliance, or that some other big clans had been on bad terms for decades.

Jason was not interested in finding out the reason, but more concerned about the attitude everyone showed in solving the current issues.

It was important that everyone gave their utmost efforts to help the weak, but this was easier said than done.

As long as they received benefits, the big clans were eager to help, but other than that, they saw the gathering as a means of increasing their strength once again which made them join the gathering.

The initial direction was already acceptable, and something Jason supported.

Despite the hidden motives some big clans had, it was a good start.

Thus, he decided to say something that caused every big clan to listen intently.

"Some of you might not know about this, but I translated the neutral body refinement technique from the Doom Crawls. I assume everyone has already procured a fully translated part and is eagerly duplicating it. Maybe some big clans have noticed it, but the translations are missing everything past stage two.

Without having practiced the technique, I can't fully comprehend the translations which is the reason I didn't write them down. However, what would the big clans think if I were to trade the technique's second part that is a word-to-word translation?

What about other techniques the big clans have procured, does anyone have a translator? I doubt that the Elvyr or Ariyor race, let alone other races, are willing to let a complete stranger translate entire manuals, for them!"

Jason's entire demeanor showed how confident he was. This was not even underwhelmed by the fact that he was holding Anna in his arms.

Merl Arths proved Jason's words to be correct, saying that he'd procured the neutral body refinement technique from him.

This caused everyone to mull over Jason's words.

Jason had a reason to reveal his ability as someone who was able to translate the foreign race's texts into the human language, and now everyone was fully aware of this.

As such, several possible reasons were being constructed in everyone's mind, before one of the middle-aged men Jason was not acquainted with asked him.

"If we were to ask for a fully translated version of the manuals we have procured….what would we have to do in exchange? What is it that you want?"

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