Genius Idea.

“That has to be the most dangerous idea I’ve ever heard! How exactly do you plan to oversee all six battlefields by yourself?” the chubby Fifth Elder, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, his tone laden with skepticism.

“Which battlefield would you fight on? Which would you prioritize? How do you plan to lead all six battlefronts simultaneously? Your idea doesn’t align with my understanding of war, Alec,” he added, crossing his arms as he awaited a response.

Even the Grand Elder nodded in agreement, as he interjected,

“Alec, you must understand, these are the lives of our clansmen we’re talking about, whether bound by blood or marriage into the clan, they’re putting their trust in the commanders, believing in the hierarchy we’ve built, even if we don’t impose it on them.”

The elders’ skeptical gazes bore into Alec, but he remained calm, listening patiently.

When they had finished, he began to speak with a steady resolve.