Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

“Before we formally begin the next topic, I would like to state a small premise.”

Leo Ray picked up the steaming teacup, took a sip, and then continued, “I am sure you all have noticed; I have a small talent that can greatly enhance the power of the Human World.”

“Whether it is equipment, magic medicine, magical scrolls, or other high-value items, they can all be fully covered, which has brought the Human World to an unprecedented height.”

“But this is still far from enough. After all, the Human World’s forging level, magical craftsmanship, and alchemy technology are all limited. If we want to develop rapidly, we must gather the strengths of many and integrate more technologies from the Ten Thousand Clans, which is a necessary step to restore the glory of the Human Race.”

“The most crucial thing is, as I said before, with the potential disaster looming over us, we do not have much time left.”

“So the next topic is very clear, and that is to return to the Outer Region and re-establish connections between the Human Race and other races.”

Leo Ray’s words instantly filled the entire conference hall with excitement and joy.

Regardless of whether they were kings, ministers, or other high-ranking officials, their faces all showed exhilaration.

Since the Era of Blankness, no Human Kingdom has ever established a stable connection with any foreign races on an official diplomatic level.

Although some monarchs have naively tried to extend an olive branch to surrounding Half-Orcs, Jackalmen, and other Barbarian tribes, the results were invariably homeland shattered and suffered great harm.

These creatures are not only lazy and bloodthirsty but even devour the corpses of their kin, let alone accept an olive branch from the Human Race.

And apart from these Barbarian tribes, leaving aside the immensely powerful Elf Tribe, Dwarf Clan, Winged Race, and other transcendent beings that stand at the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Clans, not even other races have the slightest interest in communicating with the weak Human Race, as can be deduced.

More accurately, in the eyes of the various clans nurturing brilliant civilizations in the Outer Region, the Human Race and the Barbarian tribes are both known for their large numbers, crudeness, and wildness, with no essential difference.

And now, how exhilarating is it for the Lord to lead the Human Race to step into the Outer Region?

This is something that countless monarchs have dreamed of but could not obtain for three thousand years.

While everyone was cheering, Fei’er, however, frowned slightly, speaking to Leo Ray: “Your Highness, I deeply admire your grand ideals, but carrying them out might not be so easy.”

“After all, whether it’s forging, alchemy, magical craftsmanship, or other unique technologies, they are the foundation upon which every one of the Ten Thousand Clans stands, and they are all the most confidential of secrets.”

“Even if, one day, the Human Race were strong enough to contend with the transcendent powers like the Elf Tribe, the others would never hand over these core technologies.”

Hearing Fei’er’s words, the other kings present nodded thoughtfully amidst their excitement.

As Fei’er said, this truly seems like an almost impossible task.

It’s not only the haughty and arrogant Elf Tribe and other transcendent powers; even with other clans, it would indeed be very hard to establish genuine cooperative relations with the Human Race quickly.

And everyone knows that, with the looming Great Catastrophe, the thing that the Lord and the Human World lack most is time.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn’t help but frown, with a look of being in a dilemma.

“It’s not that complicated, conquering them would solve it.”

Leo Ray’s voice was gentle yet carried immense weight, resonating in everyone’s hearts.

For a moment, everyone present was extremely astonished, beginning to look at each other.

Only Ariel Watson and the main force subordinates who knew Leo Ray’s goal retained their exhilarated expressions.

In the astonished crowd, even Grey Elder and Yonir gaped in surprise, unable to utter a word for a while.

Although they clearly understood that under Leo Ray’s leadership, the Human Race would undoubtedly reach unprecedented heights, stepping back into the Outer Region and establishing communication and trade with the Ten Thousand Clans, conquering them all was something they had never dared to imagine.

After all, even these two Tier 6 experts standing at the peak of the Human Race seemed insignificant in the eyes of those powerful foreign races, with strength differences that weren’t even in the same dimension.

“Young one, are you serious? Even the transcendent beings like the Elf Tribe and Dwarves you intend to conquer?”

Fei’er’s starry eyes glittered, with a mix of surprise and solemnity, she spoke to Leo Ray.

Bear in mind, leaving everything else aside, even in the Silver Moon Era’s peak of the Ancient Human Race, they barely kept pace with the Elf Tribe; conquering them was something they never dared to think of.

“Of course, but it is not my wish; it’s just a means to achieve the goal. Only by doing so can I maximize my talent’s potential.”

Leo Ray’s gaze was like a torch, he raised an eyebrow slightly, “Don’t forget, the impending Great Catastrophe will affect not only the Human Domain but the entire world, and only by gathering as much strength from the Ten Thousand Clans as possible can we increase our chances of overcoming the crisis.”

“Although that’s true, it sounds too crazy.”

Fei’er’s long eyelashes blinked repeatedly, she continued: “In the Silver Moon Era, the reason why the Ancient Human Race could stand among the forefront of the Ten Thousand Clans was not because the number of top experts could match that of other races, but because the base of secondary experts as a backbone was too large.”