Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3579

"I hereby request the Council’s help to find a way to isolate the lost cities or at least jam their communication system. Otherwise, sooner or later, the lost cities will join their forces against us and we won’t be able to deal with them with our current strength."

"A fair point." Maeve was as impressed as she was dumbstruck by the Lich’s wisdom. "Anything else?"

"Yes, can’t you see?" He pointed at the mostly yellow and red map. "As soon as the conflict is resolved and your people stop dying in droves, Jiera is going to face a famine. On top of that, birth rates of all species must be contained until we have the means to feed everyone.

"Without an external enemy to fear, our species will turn against each other for the smallest morsel of food and ensure their babies are the ones allowed to be born. We’ll go from war to civil war and at that point, all our defences will be useless."

"Good gods." Gyrwin turned pale from fright. "A Lich speaking sense is the sign of the end of times. We’re doomed. Mogar is about to end."

"That’s not funny!" Breganoth’s head snapped 180 degrees to stare at her. "They call me the Lich King instead of the King of Liches for a reason. I was a king before turning myself into an undead. I know how these things work."

"You were?" Everyone was flabbergasted.

"Yeah, until I understood that ruling over others wasn’t difficult so much as pointless. They are all idiots." Breganoth snorted. "There’s one more point I want to bring to your attention."

He had circles of light appear around the foreign settlements.

"We’d better start the negotiations about splitting our land right now, while the situation is still chaotic and unpredictable. We need to establish clear, firm boundaries that all the involved parties must swear not to cross."

"Right now?" The Jörmungandr echoed.

"You want to give our land and resources away to invaders?" Gyrwin’s tired expression turned feral.

"Yes, and yes." The Lich looked at the two representatives and memories of his last apprentice flooded his mind. The youth had been brilliant but lacking in common sense. "This is not our land, Gyrwin. Not anymore.

"We’ve failed to protect it and now it belongs to those who can. With our limited numbers and resources, there’s no way we can secure our territories from the monsters even in times of peace, let alone if we fight against our neighbours like morons.

"Remember that all it takes for a monster tribe to become a horde is a few weeks. Give it months and you have a tide. A single tide would bring us back of months and cause countless casualties.

"Can your humans ensure regular culls of all monster tribes across Jiera?"

"No." The human representative’s outrage faded away, replaced by helplessness and bitterness.

"Then you have your answer. Also, consider that with their Trans-Oceanic Gates, we can trade with Garlen for food and get master artisans who can teach our people all the crafts that have been lost after the plague.

"Art, bakery, engineering, every discipline we Awakened didn’t care to preserve can be regained if we stop considering our new neighbors as enemies and see them as a resource.