(Although I don't know how many votes there will be, but Monday's recommendation votes are too important, and the skeletons still have to pull it, and the brothers and sisters who are still there will support it!) But in any case, Salaman, who was the consul at the time, played very beautifully, both to deny the other party's excuse and to give a certain deterrent.

In the end, the matter was over. Of course, customarily, the consul of Shalaman was consulted by the pro-people officials, saying that he had violated the edicts of the empire and that it was illegal to cut it first and then play it. At that time, he revoked the title of consul of Sakuding, but then promoted him from viscount to earl, hereditary.

From this we can see the attitude of the upper echelons of the empire.

Now, the retired old earl has suddenly come to Jerusamo, and apparently in connection with the affairs of Baron Reims, which cannot but give rise to speculation.

The originally peaceful city of Jerusamo was once again in a tense atmosphere.

"Lord Earl, you came in person, forgive me for being disappointed, I don't know ......"

"Archon Sara, you've done a good job." In the office hall, the gray-haired old Count of the Tygo clan sneered, although he had not served in politics for many years, but he was standing here, full of a kind of non-angry and self-righteous momentum, which made the Archon Sara feel breathless.

This is not some illusion, but the momentum that Count Shalaman cultivated when he confronted the powerful Wind Country on the border of the Empire, a kind of battlefield veteran Jīng Ming spicy temperament. The Ebony City in the northern part of the empire is actually a semi-military structure, and all the people who can sit there to secure the position of consul are the political and military forces, and it is far from being as comfortable as these cities in the interior of the empire.

"What do you mean, Lord Earl?" Sara looked sincerely frightened on the surface, but her heart was quickly turning her thoughts: even if it was a mission sent by the governor, it only had the responsibility of inspection and no power to intervene.

"Hmph, don't give me sloppy, you didn't know where to eat when I was an archon." As soon as Shalaman touched his beard, his serious face slackened, laughed, and patted the pale Archon of Sarah, who was blue and white, and said, "Just kidding, with the mind of Archon Sarah, I believe it will not be strange." ”

It seems to be true and false, so that people have no place to send fire, what else can they say?

Sara could only laugh dryly, feeling that the old earl had bad intentions, and he was a little old-hearted, and wanted to do something in the power of the empire.

"How long is Count Salamane going to stay in Jerusamo this time?" This is a little temptation for Sarah, it is inconvenient to ask the other party directly about his intentions, and he can also see something by knocking on the side for a while.

"It depends on whether things go smoothly, if it's fast, it's a few days, if it's slow, then I don't know how long." Count Salamane glanced at Sara meaningfully: "I have just sent someone to inform the temple, the families in the city, and the guild president, in a while, let's have a town hall meeting." ”

Will the town hall be?

Sara's eyelids jumped, for Arthur's wrist, Sara also felt that it was the art of power struggle, but his own stay was also a problem, but he believed that the temple side would find a way, and he himself was also paying attention to the news, after all, his stay in Jerusamo was a great help to the temple, but the sudden arrival of Count Salama broke the whole plan.

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you." Salamane narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing an unpredictable smile.

"This time, in addition to the appointment of the Governor's Mission, I also have the appointment of the Grand Consul, and I have been ordered to patrol various places for the Imperial Envoy."

Watch the wind!

Rao is Sarah's concentration and scheming, and he was also in a bad mood for a while.

Looking at the wind, there have only been two people in the empire in the past hundred years, and both of them are strong-fisted people who have influenced the direction of the empire! The Observer did not have great power in his own right, but was appointed on a temporary basis at a higher level than the Observation Municipal Mission, but there were two most important things - the Observer had special communications to report directly to the Grand Consul, and the other was the power to "cut the matter of the consul at the municipal level" and "cut it off before playing" the personnel of the consul at the municipal level.

In other words, if he doesn't like Sarah, he can remove Sara as an archon first. Of course, this revocation is also temporary, and it must be reported to the Imperial Archon afterwards and finally decided.

However, this kind of thing, even if the official can be reinstated afterwards, if he is so manipulated at a critical moment, no one can stand it. What's more, it is also possible that the archon will sell his face, and he will withdraw, and there will be no place to cry when the time comes.

Of course, people who can be the watchers are not ordinary guys, and this kind of people will not abuse their power. However, it is terrible to have this kind of deterrence.

What does it mean? It shows that the archons attached great importance to the affairs of Jerusamor, and that the archons were extremely sensitive to the temple.

In case of...... He was going to do something to himself, and the temple couldn't do it, and suddenly Sara felt a little short of breath.

While Sara was thinking about his thoughts, Shalaman was also quietly observing him, and the cold light of jīng ming flashed from time to time in Huang Chengcheng's tiger eyes.

………… The town hall meeting was convened on an emergency basis again, but this is not surprising, after all, according to the custom, the city hall of each city will meet from time to time in addition to the regular monthly meeting to discuss some major decisions, some division of interests, emergency orders from the top of the empire, or personnel appointments and dismissals, etc.

But there were fewer emergency meetings, after all, they were all big people in the city, and this time was obviously more special, when the guild presidents of Jerusamo, the family representatives, and the priests of the temple entered the council hall, they saw at a glance that it was no longer the consul Sara who sat at the top today, but an old man of the Taggo tribe who had never seen him before.

With gray hair and a pair of eyes that shimmer with deep light, it is like a glance that can see through the secrets of people's hearts.

He sat in the first place, and his momentum was calm and extraordinary.

Sarah, the archon, respectfully accompanies the old man to his left.

"It's ......"

Some sensitive-minded people vaguely guessed something, and many more were at a loss. The news of the arrival of the Governor's mission was known only to a few people in the temple and the consuls, and even if they did, it was impossible to guess who had the power to push the consuls aside and sit in the first place in a grand manner.

Although the town hall meeting is loose, it is not a casual place to sit around, and each person's position represents the corresponding status and power.

Zou followed Thomas and talked quietly, and as soon as he entered the council hall, he felt that the atmosphere today was very different, especially the old man who was sitting in the first place, who had been staring at him since he entered the door.

"That's ......" Thomas was slightly startled: "That's Count Salaman, I saw him once in Dìdū back then, why did he come?" ”

Earl?

Zou Liang thought about the weight of this word, if it was just a title, it should not pose much of a threat to himself. However, the governor was able to send this man down, and I am afraid that it was not a good person.

Inevitably, the various factions or small groups in the council hall whispered to each other, full of speculation about the unknown.

Stanford's eyes were filled with a resurgence of anticipation, and the Governor was his last hope.

"Be quiet."

At the signal of Count Salaman, the consul of Sala had to stand up and speak: "Today's meeting is presided over by the Count of Shalaman, who has come down from Dìdū. As he spoke, he briefly explained the background of Shalaman's past deeds.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then a buzz suddenly exploded. There were so many forces and families present, and many of them had heard of Salaman's deeds, and they were greatly affected at once.

The sudden appearance of a heroic figure who has been dormant for more than ten years is already a matter of speculation, not to mention that in such a sensitive period, the sudden intervention of the power of the wind watcher in the Jerusamo pattern, which has finally calmed down, cannot help but make people with a heart speculate.

However, the out-of-control discussion did not last long, and gradually subsided after a few breaths. Realizing the identity of the leader, everyone suddenly became more respectful and serious, and many people still worshipped Shalaman back then, such as Sam Antun of the Engraver's Guild who had the impulse to go to the border of the empire to do a big job. Of course, this wish did not materialize.

"Okay, everybody knows me." Count Salamane smiled and glanced around everyone present.

"It really scares me to receive an appointment from the governor this time, but I am a person who will pick up the things I promised."

His words changed, and his sharp gaze suddenly fell on Arthur.

"Now, then, for the first question of this meeting, Priest Arthur, is it true that I have received a complaint that you have insulted and beaten Baron Reims?"

A casual question, but the tone was murderous, and the temperature of the entire council hall fell to freezing point in an instant, and a swishing cold wind blew behind everyone's necks.

Cold! It's still cold!!

Everyone remembered in a trance that the uncle in front of them was a ruthless man who cut off five hundred slave warriors and piled up their heads into Jingguan with their heads. That's called a killing decisiveness!

Priest Arthur is afraid that he is going to lose blood luck.

Countless speculative and suspicious eyes passed the information back and forth, smiling at each other. Those who chose to side with Arthur, such as Randy's family, were secretly anxious.

Choosing a neutral guild leader such as Sam Anton is at ease with the old gods, and any kind of combat is not a bad thing for them.

As for Stanford and others like Renault and the Archers Guild, they almost cheered in their hearts, and during this time they were on pins and needles, thinking that the end had arrived, and now it was okay, the killer weapon of the Governor was out, and Lance was just the front station.

The silence in the council hall was audible, and Arthur slowly stood up to meet the cold gaze of the newcomer.

Today's events don't seem to be going through peacefully, so we have to think of a way. No one expected that the governor was ruthless enough to send such a person down.

Beside Arthur, Thomas's brow moved slightly, his gaze swept over his beloved disciple, and then on the other side of the long conference table, Count Salaman.

The atmosphere is solemn and subtle.

Everyone waited to see how the hot young priest of Jerusadar would pass the pass.

If he can withstand it, then of course he will be more optimistic about his future, and there will be many people who are determined to follow Arthur. If not...... The situation that Jerusamo had managed to create with great difficulty would collapse completely.

After all, everyone is taking risks, and if you want everyone to follow you, you first have to show your strength. The strength to stand firm under any pressure.