At the Foreign Administrative Office of the Quintana Residence in Draconia, the Assistant of Foreign Affairs was reporting to Jethro on the blockade and hostile inspections of Draconia's export trade maritime shipping by the super-wealthy clans from 20 countries.
Despite repeated negotiations with the relevant departments of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, the counterparty remained intransigent.
This had been going on for 20 days.
If this carried on, Draconia's export trade would suffer great losses.
Several large companies were already fined by buyers for the delay.
In just a few days, the Foreign Affairs Bureau had received complaints from several companies.
They had demanded the Foreign Affairs Bureau address the issue relating to maritime shipping conditions.
Jethro very well knew that this farce was orchestrated by the Panacea Ocean Warriors Alliance to pressure the senior officials of Draconia to intervene.
Their true objective, however, remained unclear.
After explaining the situation, the Assistant of Foreign Affairs saw Jethro's gaze getting darker. He hesitated slightly before he carried on, "General Quintana, our liaison mentioned that they have specifically requested to speak with you, and no one else."
Jethro scoffed, "Tell those bastards that I'm unavailable. Have our negotiators relay that this is an order from me. If they persist in seizing our ships unreasonably, they'll face the consequences! Our goodwill should not be equated to a reluctance to employ drastic action."
With that, Jethro dialed the secretary's number. "Prepare the car. I am meeting Lord Southmere."
Ten minutes later, Jethro's car had arrived at the command center of the National Security Bureau.
In the National Security Conference Hall, Rhett, the Lord Southmere, was seated in the center.
Also present in the meeting hall were the newly promoted General Wright, General Lynch, General Grayson, General Baxter, Lieutenant General Wilson, and other high-ranking officers.
Jethro greeted them politely before he announced, "Lord Southmere and fellow generals, I have urgent matters to discuss."
"Jethro, you came just in time," Lord Southmere nodded. "I have some news for you. I'm sure you will be delighted upon knowing this."
Jethro frowned slightly. "Lord Southmeere, what good news are you bringing during difficult times like this?"
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