The Mech Touch novel Chapter 6431

Chapter 6431 Red Collective Factions

An hour before the start of the ceremony, Eliza led Ves and Lucky to a grand reception chamber where thousands of councilors and other high officials had gathered.

Each of them were expected to lead the relatively small but highly promising superorganization that may one day gain parity with the Red Association and the Red Fleet.

They had to do a lot of work before they could turn this dream into a reality, and Ves certainly did not make their jobs easier by introducing the most groundbreaking mechs since the start of the Age of Mechs!

This resulted in a rather ambivalent response towards his arrival.

On the one hand, Ves single-handedly made it possible for the Red Collective to come into existence.

Nobody forgot that Ves had castigated the mechers and the fleeters for their failure to address the needs of the common folk and created a political opening for the rise of a third superorganization.

Groups and individuals who previously saw no way to climb to the top of the hierarchy of human civilization eagerly pounced on this rare and precious opportunity to reform the current order!

Yet not everyone supported Ves because of that. His past accomplishments could not be denied, but his future actions may lead the Red Collective to greatness… or utter ruination.

The release of Carmine mechs was not a good sign, and reminded everyone that he did not always have the best interests of the RC at heart.

Though Ves already provided a valid and perfectly acceptable excuse to Eliza Mo Ragadan, not everyone may be as accepting as his chief of staff.

Still, he remained unrepentant. Not only did the Evolution Witch force him to introduce Carmine mechs to the public in a hurry, but Ves genuinely believed it was for the best for everyone.

As a Senior Mech Designer, he took his duty to his race and civilization seriously. He needed to retain and strengthen this mindset if he wanted to advance to the ranks of Master and Star Designer one day. There was no way he would compromise his bright future in this profession in order to prioritize selfish gains.

A few moments of silence passed as everyone acknowledged that Ves had arrived. Then they resumed their conversations as if nothing had happened. They had already shown the proper level of respect to the 'founder' of the Red Collective.

A familiar figure garbed in a similar but slightly plainer version of Ves' elaborate red robes approached from the side.

"Hierarch."

"Temple-Commander Jackarie."

"I have already resigned from that position after the Pantheon of Modern Gods has completed its consolidation." Oson Jackarie stated. "I occupied an enviable position in the Temple of Destruction, but I eventually managed to become selected to represent the PMG as its senator in the Upper Council. My relationship with you has played a decisive role in my success. You have my gratitude for all of the aid that you have provided so far. I would have gone down with the Temple of Falsehood without your intervention."

It only took a slight amount of effort for Ves to put in a good word for the former temple-commander, yet it was literally a career saver for the opportunistic fellow.

The soon-to-be upper councilor therefore owed a huge debt of gratitude to Ves! This meant that the high-ranking member of the PMG had become one of his strongest allies and confidantes in the Upper Council!

As far as Ves was concerned, he had earned an insane amount of profit from this 'transaction'!

The thought of that put him in a good mood. "The PMG made the right call. I do not know many people, but from what I can tell so far, you are alright. I am quite confident we can get along and cooperate well with each other."

"My thoughts are identical." Councilor Jackarie said in an obviously flattering manner.

The two slowly started to walk across the grand reception chamber.

"Meow."

Lucky felt tired of being carried around. He hopped from Ves' arms and began to sniff about by himself.

Ves was pretty sure that no one was allowed to bring any mechanical pets with them, but no one paid the gem cat any mind.

It was nice to enjoy the privileges of power.

While Lucky embarked on an unknown adventure, Oson Jackarie gently brought Ves up to speed on matters that were not too sensitive to wait until they could speak in private.

"The Red Collective's factions have solidified. Several ones that you used to be familiar with have collapsed. Others have taken their place and attracted enough councilors to gain their own weight in the Upper Council."

"Which ones are there right now?" Ves inquired.

"Well, our Coalition of Faiths and the Guardian Order are still the same as before. We constitute the two largest factions, though we also boast the lowest amount of cohesion due to gathering councilors from a large variety of states and organizations. Still, as long as we are strongly around a cause, we can amass a formidable amount of voting power."

"I see. What else?"

"There are the usual four suspects. There is a faction for the Red Association, the Red Fleet, the Terran Alliance and the Rubarthan Pact. Do note that there are councilors who are a part of the Coalition of Faiths or the Guardian Order that are also members of those four aforementioned factions. Councilor Astrid Jameson of the Red Fleet is a good example of that. None of the factions has prohibited dual memberships, partly because the factions need all of the councilors they can get, and also because none of the factions possess a particularly strong identity at the moment."

Ves shrugged. "I can't blame the councilors for that. The councilors from the Terran Alliance can never ignore the superstate that they are supposed to represent. It is still nice if we can count on them to help our Coalition of Faiths whenever possible. We can keep track of every councilor's degree of support and reward them accordingly."

Giving more power to sects would result in greater diversity in thought and practice, but it would also shift a lot of focus and important resources from the Red Collective itself.

A balance needed to be found between the two sides. Neither of them could be allowed to gain all of the power.

As Councilor Jackarie continued to explain the most up-to-date power dynamic within the Upper and Lower Councils, a chime suddenly sounded.

A pair of massive double doors slowly parted open.

Just behind the door stood a man with a military dress uniform.

The sergeant at arms loudly bellowed his instructions with augmented lungs.

"ESTEEMED COUNCILORS, PLEASE ENTER THE SHRINE OF LIGHT AND TAKE YOUR ASSIGNED PLACES. KNOW THAT YOUR EVERY WORD AND DEED WILL BE RECORDED IN THE ANNALS OF RED HUMANITY, SO BE MINDFUL HOW YOU ACT!"

The councilors all fell silent and began to exit the grand reception chamber in an orderly fashion. It was rather impressive to see them all move so harmoniously despite the fact that they had already made enemies among themselves.

"Meow."

Lucky returned to Ves' side and chose to hover next to the mech designer as if he was a floating fashion accessory.

His appearance looked quite out of place among all of the solemn-faced and formally dressed councilors, but Ves actually liked how the cat caused him to stand out from the crowd.

As soon as Ves passed the threshold and entered the Shrine of Light, he immediately learned why it got its name.

The rays of light emitted by Yernstall's trinary stars shone through the crystalline materials that made up the Astral Octagon and illuminated the most central and sacred hall with astonishing rays of light.

A combination of beautiful white light rays and a scattering of dispersed rainbow color rays all shone and reflected on the bright and crystalline floor and furniture.

Though the people who were more sensitive towards light than usual had to dim their vision, Ves thought the Shrine of Light looked enchanting.

There was a strong concentration of extraordinary energies, and they did not solely originate from the three stars that powered the Yernstall Central Star Node.

There were a bunch of other strong energy sources buried beneath the crystal floor. Ves could sense their threat and potency much clearer now that he had come close!