Ves frowned while pressing his fingers against his temple.
He was not suffering from a headache, but he certainly did not feel good after contemplating the possible ripple effects from the coming act of secession.
Was there anything Ves could do to stop the Terrans and the Rubarthans from going through with their insanely risky plan?
No.
As much as these people respected him, he had no voice when it came to their geopolitical ambitions. He was a provider of technology, not a leader of men or a visionary that could unite red humanity under a common flag.
What he managed to do with the Larkinson Clan was trivial compared to the much more difficult endeavor of keeping the Terrans and the Rubarthans aligned with the Red Association and the Red Fleet.
There was too much bad blood between them. Their grievances only began a little over 4 centuries ago. Since the start of the Age of Mechs, the mechers and the fleeters had only generated further resentment among the subjugated.
