Yet, it was that burly, unfamiliar man who, wielding the Trident of Neptune, blocked an attack capable of killing Superman.
"Do something, with your trident."
Green Arrow leaned in and whispered to Arthur.
This guy needs more exposure, now's his chance.
"What should I do?"
"Whatever you want."
So, under the gaze of everyone present, Arthur took two steps forward and raised the golden Trident of Neptune high.
"I say, everyone, cease fire!"
The sea monsters controlled by Atlantis and the Saltwater Kingdom, along with the sharks and seahorses they rode, all simultaneously bowed their heads.
Even the neckless sharks voluntarily sank a bit deeper into the water.
All the Atlanteans and soldiers from the Fishermen's Kingdom felt their hearts seize up. Only those with royal blood or significant power could, to some extent, resist the pressure emanating from the Trident.
"Lord Vicko, this…"
An Atlantean general looked at Vicko, who was commanding the army beside him.
Vicko was the true strategist of Atlantis. Lex Luthor, being human, was never allowed by Orm to appear openly; he was merely a behind-the-scenes advisor.
Vicko looked at Arthur, concealing the satisfaction in his eyes.
"That is the Neptune's Trident of the ancient King of Atlantis. Only the ruler of Atlantis is qualified to wield it. Its wielder can control the sea and command all aquatic life.
And its current master… is King Orm's brother, Queen Atlanna's eldest son, Arthur."
Orm's brother, Queen Atlanna's eldest son?
This meant that this man possessed the direct, eldest bloodline of the Atlantean royal family, with a legitimate claim to the throne, possibly even superseding King Orm's.
Now, Orm, leading a coalition of the four kingdoms, had been defeated in the land invasion and was seriously wounded, held captive by humans.
If there were no other royal family members of significant standing, Orm might have been able to retain his throne, albeit with greatly diminished prestige.
But now, an elder brother had appeared, and this brother had also obtained the Neptune's Trident, which represented the true legitimacy of Atlantis.
Orm was probably…
"I will propose to the Atlantean council that, during King Orm's unconsciousness, Queen Atlanna's eldest son, Arthur, serve as the Regent King of Atlantis."
Vicko announced.
Several generals exchanged glances.
Vicko had already chosen a side.
What about them?
They wanted to advance too.
"I agree."
"Seconded!"
"King Arthur is currently the only adult male royal, and he has obtained the Neptune's Trident, giving him the right to become Regent King."
And so, Arthur rightfully became the Regent King of Atlantis and began presiding over peace talks with the land dwellers.
A day later, the four underwater kingdoms withdrew their troops and sent envoys to humanity.
Both sides agreed to hold peace talks at Buckingham Palace in the UK two days later.
…
…
At The White House.
"Mr. President, the British Prime Minister is asking if you intend to rejoin the Paris Agreement."
"No need. That's an environmental treaty signed among humans, it has nothing to do with those fish living underwater. Now, Britain will lead with America to sign a new agreement."
The blonde President spread his hands, making an accordion-like gesture, and shook his head.
"But Mr. President, in this battle, the US military's role in stopping the underwater assault wasn't very significant. In Britain, it was War Warrior and Wonder Woman who defeated the underwater forces. Here in America, it was Superman who held off the main Atlantean forces until Batman and that half-Atlantean appeared. The underwater people obeyed them, not us.
Lex Luthor is even less likely. Although Congress wants to bring Luthor into the government, I think if he appears at the negotiating table, the underwater people will feel provoked, and there's a risk of war breaking out again."
The President's advisor spoke to the blonde President.
"Then why don't we just bring War Warrior and Superman in? We haven't found out Superman's identity, but haven't you already identified War Warrior as Watt from Gotham? Damn, he's worth way more than I am."
The blonde President tilted his head.
"Mr. President, Superman might agree to participate in negotiations, but he won't agree to join the government. As for War Warrior… I think you'll have to convince those people first. While there's no direct evidence, we all know that the people who ordered the nuclear strike on Metropolis are dead, and Watt was responsible. I'm afraid…"
"You also know those people are dead, so what does it matter if we bring him in?"
The blonde President asked directly.
On certain issues, he was quite direct and to the point.
"Besides, if they bring Lex Luthor into this, does that mean we'll have to rely on him to solve all our problems from now on? That's not right. We need someone else with wealth and tech, just like Lex Luthor. We can't let him monopolize everything. Even military aircraft bids go to Boeing and Lockheed Martin.
And anyway, they must have seen how Watt's people dealt with those Atlanteans at Gotham Harbor. That guy already has an army of enhanced individuals under his command, a ton of high-tech weapons, and even an immortal giant. Do those people have a strategy to deal with that?"
The presidential advisor fell silent.
Who would dare target Watt now?
Several congressmen were already dead. Who would risk being assassinated by Watt again just to go after him?
That guy was no longer someone the U.S. government could handle with force.
Thinking about it that way, it seemed there weren't many solutions left.
One was to incite other powerful super-powered beings to fight amongst themselves, and the other was to bring him into the fold.
"Alright, Mr. President, but if I may be frank, with Watt's current wealth and status, it will likely take more than ordinary incentives to sway him. This might affect the interests of some people, and you'll probably have to convince them yourself."
"They have no choice but to agree."
The blonde president stopped playing his accordion, reached for the mouse on the round table, clicked a button on the computer, and posted a comment on the little blue bird, celebrating peace and declaring that no one understood peace better than him.
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…
At the same time, in Gotham City, in a Batcave hidden behind a waterfall.
"Oh, hey, guys, honestly, don't you think this place is a bit too gloomy?"
Diana, dressed in casual clothes—a leather jacket and jeans that accentuated her long legs—looked around.
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