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Book 7: Chapter 352: Governance (3)

No one was very surprised by Dyon’s words. If his Sacharro Clan fell under the same rules and regulations theirs did, then what reward would he receive for giving them a chance at greatness?

“The Head of the Sacharro Clan receives veto powers. There are only two methods to ignore this veto. The first is for 75% of Officials to disagree with the Sacharro Clan Head’s decision. The second method is for a majority of Noble Title Holders to disagree.

“This second method will not come into effect until there are 2 individuals with a nobility title.

“The Head of the Sacharro Clan also receives the right to implement 3 new policies every Mortal Meeting. These will be called Ruling Orders and unlike other policy proposals, they only require 30% consensus to be passed as opposed to the normal 75% others will.

“The first Head of the Sacharro Clan will be myself. During my life, the Sacharro Clan’s position cannot removed from the Ruling Branch. I believe that I’ve earned the right for such a thing. However, after my death, this protection will be removed. As for the method of becoming the new Ruling Branch Clan, this is something that can be touched upon another time.

“However, since I’m sure that many of you might be secretly dissatisfied with this truth despite how shameless it is for you to have such thoughts, I’ve implemented another system.

“If you can find someone within 50 years old of myself that can defeat me in battle, I’ll willingly abdicate. I guess that I’m about 60 years or so years old right now if I account for the time I spent there, so if anyone of 110 years or younger can defeat me, their Clan can replace my own.”

Dyon smiled lightly, watching those who had their thoughts seen through blush in shame. Dyon’s words were correct, what right did they have to covet the Ruling Branch for themselves? This was all built up by Dyon’s hands. The mere fact he was even allowing them the chance to replace his Clan after his death was something no one else would do.

As of now, there really was no one who could defeat Dyon within such an age range. Amphorae was almost 160 years old now and even then, she was his wife and thus part of the Sacharro Clan. As for Zabia, he too spent a lot of time in the demon sage’s mystical world, so he was over 500 years old already, while the Ipsum disciples were well over 1000 years old. The closest individual who fell within that age range and was powerful was Damaris, but they all knew how that turned out by now…

Dyon could even defeat their Clan Heads with a single finger, where would they find a youth capable of beating him? It was impossible. They could only forever give up the idea.

“After defeating me,” Dyon continued as though he couldn’t tell what their thoughts were at this point, “This individual must gain the support of 75% of Officials. If there are any nobles by then, they must also win over a majority of them as well.”

Dyon swept his eyes over them before continuing.

“The next branch I’ll establish is this very assembly right here. This Mortal Hall will be known as the Judgement Branch. Not only will high profile crimes and sentences be tried here, but the laws and regulations that the Mortal Administration enforces will be decided here as well.

“Following this, the final branch will be known as the Conquerors Branch

“The Conqueror Branch will have a certain level of autonomy in waging war, although it is possible to veto their efforts should 60% of you here disagree.

“This branch will be led by the demon generals and myself. Military merits won’t only be used to upgrade a Clan’s standing, but it will also reflect one’s military ranking.

“There will be four main factions within this branch. The Land Faction. The Air Faction. The Sea Faction. And The Array Alchemy Faction.

“The Land Faction will be composed of both warriors and land type beasts. Although they will be able to fight in the air as well due to the inherit abilities of cultivators, it will not be their specialization.

“Their rankings will be as followed: Foot Soldier, Squadron Captain of 10 men, Second Lieutenant of 100 men, First Lieutenant of 1000 men, Captain of 10 000 men, Major of 100 000 men, Colonel of 1 000 000 men, Vice Commander of 10 000 000 men, Commander of 100 000 000 men, General of 1 000 000 000 men, and finally, Commander General of 10 000 000 000 men.

“The Air Faction will follow these same rankings, but their role will be different. They will control not only winged beasts, but also specialized air ships. While the Land Faction can fight in the skies, it will be the Air Faction’s duty to command the skies.

“The only rank above Commander General will be the starred Generals, but this will correspond to prestige and merit, not necessarily men commanded. Lower ranking positions will also be associated with stars as well.”

These numbers seemed obscenely large, but the scope of war Dyon planned for the future wouldn’t allow anything less.

The current population Dyon had command over was pitifully small at less than 15 000 000 000 total, compared to the goliaths Dyon would face in the future who could command trillions with a wave of a hand, this was nothing.

Plus, much of these individuals would never be able to fight on the battle field in any meaningful way due to them following poor paths of cultivation. Considering Dyon fused 11 planets worth of people together, this number truly was pitifully small.

As for the military, their numbers were even worse, sitting at a meager 3015, which was the combined total of the Demon Generals, the Ipsum disciples, Zabia and Dyon himself. They had a long way to go before they were prepared. After all, Dyon could just thrust anyone into the army…

“Then, there’s the Sea Faction…”