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The Clan Leader\'s nodded in acknowledgement. Every Law of Order had its own reasons that they mostly accepted. It was clear a lot of thought went into them.

"While we\'re on the topic of such matters, marriage is another matter that is incredibly important. I want to emphasize how important consent of both parties is."

Patriarch Belmont blushed in slight shame when Dyon\'s gaze quickly swept over him. How could he forget how he took it upon him to "test" if Dyon was worthy of Madeleine? Even though he reprimanded Lionel for treating Madeleine as his own, he still had the audacity to do such a thing.

Thinking back, he was quite embarrassed. He was a parent to neither child, yet he stepped in as a third party parent to his son who was clearly a victim of unrequited love, and still had the audaciousness to test Dyon.

Of course, he felt that, back then, reason was on his side. Earth was in danger with enemies from all sides and Lionel and Madeleine were great talents. If Madeleine married Lionel, they\'d have two individuals capable of wielding violet flames, which would have been a great boon.

But, seeing what kind of man Dyon became… The sort of person that could kill him without any effort… It was kind of embarrassing to even think about comparing his traitorous son to him.

"I know that this sort of Clan Hierarchy system incentivizes picking and choosing marriage mates and squandering the happiness of your offspring, but I\'m telling you now that I won\'t tolerate such a thing.

"Marriage will be registered by the Administration. Wherein every case will be analyzed on a point by point basis. No marriage will be accepted if there is any evidence of subterfuge. Of course, if no Clans are involved and they are simply two unaffiliated individuals, the requirements will be much less stringent."

Dyon didn\'t believe he was going too far in this. With how much effort Clans usually put into marriage alliances, going through one more hoop wasn\'t too big of a deal.

But, he knew that this policy of his would create the most dissatisfaction. After all, it was a firmly ingrained in the culture of the martial world for the parents to decide the marriage of the child.

Unfortunately for them, Dyon was willing to die on this hill. Even seeing their dissatisfied expressions, he continued unperturbed.

"Up to now, I\'ve mentioned this Administration 3 times. This branch of governance will be the first I establish. It will be known as the Mortal Administration and be responsible for rules and regulations. Everything from merit points, to title conferrals and Clan promotions and demotions.

"I\'ll be appointing my wife, Clara Sacharro as the Head of this branch. She has full authority to appoint and structure it as she sees fit.

"The next branch of governance I\'ll be appointing is the Ruling Branch. This branch will fall under the sole purview of the Sacharro Clan."

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."