"Mr. Harpy, can the Goblin Chamber of Commerce provide us with data on the sales of the New World Journal around the world?"

"It's important to provide sales in the three major human empires, even if you can't provide them all over the world."

Hapi, who was suddenly caught for a meeting because of force majeure, was standing in the middle of the city hall hall at this time.

The whole goblin was stunned.

As a goblin, a member of the editorial staff of Ideal Township, it is good to be able to participate in the emergency meeting at the highest level of Ideal Township.

But one question after another came head-on, and the bigwigs who were sitting in the conference hall were in a violent tone.

It's scary to get the goblins.

If it weren't for the lighting, Charlie felt that the goblins who were still in the middle of the entire conference hall had changed their skin color from dark green to light green.

Tsk, I'm scared.

Harpy trembled and finally seized the opportunity to speak: "It's, actually...... It doesn't matter what the sales volume is......"

"Because this morning's New World Journal is completely free to distribute." Harpy swallowed.

"Uh...... Worldwide, the areas they can cover ......"

"What?!"

The conference hall was like a scoop of water in a hot oil pan, and it was completely fried.

Harpy was so frightened that he hurriedly added: "But, but they cover less area than us, 16% less!" ”

"Now, isn't it a little wrong for you to focus on the influence of newspapers?"

"What advice does the military department have?"

The tall Dragonborn sat on a somewhat 'weak and pitiful' metal seat, his vertical eyes full of brutal intent.

"Fight! Meet your enemies with slaughter! Death in return for humiliation! Wash away the stigma with blood! ”

"We red-robed arcanists agree with this!"

The rest of the Deputies: "......"

Charlie, who was noisy early in the morning: "......"

Is there anything more terrifying than a group of ideal drakescents, or a group of red-robed arcanists?

Yes.

When the Dragonborn of the Ideal Township meets the red-robed arcanists, it is really an atomic bomb and a rocket, and it can't be stopped.

"That...... Although it is said that there will be a fight, but am I the only one who cares about this issue?

As one of the councillors of Ideal Township, why didn't I know that we had arranged the assassination of the Silver Emperor? ”

"Ah, since you mentioned this stubble, the military department, you did this job?"

Theon: "??? ”

However, Theon quickly thought of the incident at the gate of the new city yesterday.

Thinking of the crux of the matter, he couldn't help but glance at Charlie.

Charlie finally found a chance to speak.

"Actually, it's like this, yesterday the Silver Empire sent a mission......"

Before Charlie could finish his words, Scotch, who had been silent, stood up, "Everyone, I'm sorry, it should be because of me." ”

Scotch succinctly recounted what had happened outside the new city yesterday.

"That's the way it is, I should take full responsibility, and I am willing to accept any punishment for this, including the ...... of office"

"What are you talking about?" The seat's tail smacked on the ground.

I saw that I smashed a brick three times.

Scotch hung his head slightly, like a prisoner ready to apologize for his crimes.

If a man dies, he will not be able to prevent the flames of war from sweeping through the land he loves.

Then, he is willing to give everything for the ideal township, even if it is his life.

'Knock knock' Charlie knocked softly on the table.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she said softly:

"No one can go wild on Bella's turf. No one can afford to lose a good consul because of this ridiculous planting. ”

"So let me summarize the contents of this emergency meeting."

"First, immediately enter a state of war with the Silver Empire, who agrees with this, who opposes it."

Turquoise eyes scanned the backbone sitting behind the stepped conference table.

Scott hung his head deeply.

His fists dug in, his teeth biting his lip to keep him from crying here.

The races on the surface discriminate the races of the dungeons, especially the dark goblins.

Because the dark goblins believe in Rose the Spider, and some of the Dark Elf hostesses have some well-known shortcomings.

Discrimination against the dark elves has long been as normal as the need to eat in the morning.

But now, Ideal Township wants to start a war with the newly established Silver Empire for the sake of him, a male dark elf who will be discriminated against in the dark elf race.

Are all stupid?

Because the lord of the city is a big fool, there is a group of bigger fools around her.

The vision that stared at his toes slowly blurred, and the crystal tears fell uncontrollably.

Charlie was pleased with the results of the votes of all the members in the room.

All passed.

Well, it doesn't seem like it's all the staff, and Scotte, who was designed to do this, stands there, his head bowed as if a humble guilty man had confessed his mistake.

"So, this is all passed?" Charlie deliberately raised his voice and told Scocie.

The dark elf's body shuddered.

He raised his head in disbelief, and when he saw the small wooden signs of 'approval' raised one by one, he also exposed his embarrassed appearance in front of the public.

"Puff~"

Someone couldn't help but laugh when they saw the snot and tears on their faces.

"Clerical, hum~" Theon's nostrils erupted two airstreams, and he seemed to be very disdainful of the big man crying like a bear in public.

"Ahem~ Very good, then it's not the first time we've entered war mode. You should be familiar with the 'process', right? Charlie took the conversation away.

Let the crowd stop laughing at Scotch.

Well, especially the few black-robed wizards over there, it's too much for you to use the photo crystal!

Are the emotions between colleagues plastic?

"Then, the second issue begins to vote, appoint Theon, the military department, to be in charge of the ...... during the war."

The meeting lasted three hours.

When Charlie came out, he was told by Nao that the green dragon had returned safely and brought back the princess of the Silver Empire.

But the itinerary is too full, and Charlie can't take care of it for the time being.

First of all, she was going to go to Duck's black factory.

Hey, every time I fight, I want to duck!

Through the portal of the Goblin United Branch, Charlie appears directly in the underworld.

When the ducks learned that they were going to fight, they were as if they had drunk twenty barrels of dragon blood.

One by one, they began to forge the appearance of the sixth generation of dwarven weapons, and the corners of Charlie's eyes twitched slightly.

Well, I almost missed a militant element in the meeting just now.

This group of dwarves is also not fuel-efficient lamps.

Charlie was surrounded by the dwarven masters, and she unfolded a blank parchment scroll, and a little old dwarven man with a white beard respectfully handed over a quill.

"Thank you, Mr. Luru Duck."

Charlie took the quill and began to sketch the patterns in his mind on the parchment scroll, writing lines of graceful characters by the way, acting as a 'note' for the ducks who could not read the pictures.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I need you to pull out a ten-member team of master craftsmen, including the Arcanist.

The team will work day and night to develop the weapon.

And this weapon, let's call it the Austrian missile. ”

……

After arranging the goblins, Charlie went straight to the goblin headquarters.

Not to mention anything else, the war of public opinion must start first.

In this regard, Ideal Township is already half a step behind.

On the issue of public opinion, backwardness means suffering.

Because intelligent beings have 'preconceived' notions.

How to counterattack depends on how Charlie uses the poisonous jade to bring back Her Royal Highness the silver princess.

The goblins are not afraid of breaking the news, they are afraid of not being surprised.

As soon as Charlie said a few words, the goblins' thief eyes began to glow green.

A few more words of added fuel and vinegar, and the charcoal pens used by the goblins to record were all broken by the hands that tried to restrain their strength.

It wasn't until she calmly finished talking about the draft that the goblins almost worshipped on the spot.

Well, stay a line as a man, and see you in the future.

She is keeping her hand, hoping that the new emperor of the Silver Empire will not welcome 'social death' as soon as he ascends the throne.

After settling the matter, it was already past lunchtime, and Charlie hurried back to the White Castle.

Once fully prepared, the loudspeakers developed by the Arcanists and the Dwarven Masters will emit a piercing chirp.

This chirp will last for fifteen minutes.

When Charlie came back, whether it was Ideal Township or New Town, everyone knew that there was another war.

Anne's eyes seemed to be able to speak, full of worry that could not be concealed.

But as a qualified housekeeper, she can't let her master add to the trouble at home.

A sumptuous lunch was served to the table by the maids one after another.

The first thing Charlie did was to hurry up and feed his black dragon cubs.

Children are still growing, but don't go hungry.

As a result, the black dragon used its claws to push the food down Charlie's mouth.

Yo he, I still know that it hurts, I didn't raise you in vain~!

Charlie maintained the dining etiquette and enjoyed the rich lunch prepared by Anne quickly but elegantly.

Filling his stomach, Charlie casually shook the magic summoning bell.

So, in the small conference room of the White Castle, a second confidential meeting was held.

No way, over there at the city hall, there are now eighty-one councillors.

Among them were some of Bella's old men in the early years.

The best of these old men is Tom, who can know Braille, and he can't spell the rest of his name.

So, it's doomed that Charlie has limited things to say at the town hall assembly.

Walking into the small conference hall, the high combat power of the ideal township has all sat here.

Two legends representing the Arcanists, two dragons that have passed adulthood.

This is not to say that others are not eligible to enter this room.

It's that everyone is in their respective positions, and they are all busy with their work in order to prepare for the war urgently.

As soon as Charlie sat down on the couch, Eris turned at the green dragon.

The blue flame of his soul flickered in his eyes.

"Green Dragon, it's time for you to give us an explanation."

Panosis, who had just experienced the 'trough of dragon life' last night, took several deep breaths before he suppressed his grievances.

He's just a courier, and he almost capsized in the gutter, what is there to explain?

Is there a second public execution?

Besides, the eldest son of the princess of the green capital, there is a reason for wool to explain to you a new fart legend!

However, the black dragon on Charlie's shoulder looked at him, and his golden eyes narrowed slightly.

Poison Emerald: "That's right, Mr. Eris......"

The green dragon quickly and objectively relayed what happened to him last night.

Charlie could only sigh slightly after hearing this.

"That's just the time, Mr. Tygrin, who has been here to sharpen his knives for a long time, and your visit has only given him a more appropriate opportunity."

The green dragon was very moved, this ...... of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Very considerate!

"We're fighting silver, what about the Platinum Empire? Will it take advantage of the danger of others? White Rose asked, frowning.

"What do you think, Mentor Eris?" Charlie looked at the black-robed Super Lich sitting in the shadows of the living room.

"Contact Edward."

The City of the Dead is located in the Shadow Half-Plane, can he help us?

"Yes, but not in every effort." Eris judged precisely.

"Okay, I'll get in touch afterwards."

Antanaron saw the news of the 'Psychic Radio' and seized the opportunity to speak, "I will pray to Your Majesty for you. Pray for him to exert some influence on the side of the Platinum Empire. ”

"Thank you very much!" The big stone in Charlie's heart pried open another big piece.

Ay! That's the benefit of hugging your thighs!

"Well, Your Highness is asking if you need help here."

Charlie's eyes suddenly became bright, "Huh? May I? Will it cause trouble for His Highness? ”

Hearing Charlie's question, Antanaron's expression became much more subtle.

The green dragon saw that the silver dragon didn't hold back a decent lie for a long time, and simply went into battle to help, "How could it be, but should your 'black dragon' be entrusted to His Highness for the time being?" ”

"Your Highness's side will definitely arrange it, after all, our side has entered the war preparations......"

"But don't worry, I believe that Your Highness will definitely send military support!"

Charlie hesitated, she tilted her head slightly, looking at the black dragon on her shoulder.

"Blackie, what do you want?"

Without hesitation, the black dragon flew towards Antanaron and was caught by the latter in sincere fear.

Just kidding, of course it's the real person at this time!

The black dragon, who was accustomed to jumping left and right in his real body and the disguise of his childhood, didn't realize at all how much of a thunder he had buried in his future after he 'fell off the horse' in the future.

Charlie saw Little Black Toe standing proudly on Antanaron's shoulder, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

I thought that the black dragon would show that she wanted to share the weal and snow with her, and then she endured her sadness and sent her cub away.

Outcome......

Oh, tonight's baked cake is saved!

There will be no more in the future!

Seeing that Charlie was obviously angry, but pretended to be calm, the corners of the black dragon's mouth rose slightly, as if revealing a playful smile.

Antanalong didn't dare to delay, and immediately took the black dragon to find the 'prince'.

To be honest, the green dragon was also amazed to see it from the side.

I always feel that His Royal Highness the Prince's love is the rhythm of wanting to pit himself to death.

However, his poor and unfortunate little green dragon with his dragon neck hanging on the hanging rope did not dare to talk about such a thing.

Well, it's his business, and if he doesn't do it, he will be killed on the spot by His Highness.

Other people's love is the most unadulterated.

Charlie returned to his room and looked at his unfinished 'Raven Society Criminal Activity Timeline' and fell into deep thought.

Raven Society, Fura, Tygrin ......

Ideal Township, Assassination, New World Journal......

Is it possible that these seemingly scattered dots can be connected in a straight line?

If there is such a possibility, then, wouldn't she be able to flatten the Silver Empire if she pulled the League of Legends down?

The more Charlie thought about it, the more he felt that the plan was feasible.

Charlie, whose eyes were shining, began to use his mind to think about how to pour dirty water on the Silver Empire.

First of all, Miss Christine's information can make a big fuss!