"I am just a soldier. My responsibility is to propose the strategies I think should be implemented," Vislo took a sip of coffee, looked at the person opposite the sofa, and said calmly, "As for political issues, that's your business. What I see now is that the consortium and the Central Army are coming aggressively, and their power is stronger than ours. If we don't seize the initiative earlier, the more we delay, the more passive we'll become."
"I think you want to incite a civil war and sell out to the war," the figure who had just spoken leaned back on the sofa, tidying up his pilled white silk suit, "If a civil war really starts, as the current Commander of the City Defense Army, you'll become the actual leader, gaining merit and fame. If you succeed, you'll be the biggest beneficiary of the war."
He slightly raised his gaze, looking at Christos behind the desk, "But as for us, we'll be dragged by you into the battlefield, facing the threat of death."
