This fat pig, it's not enough to grasp most of Wright's wealth, and he wants to add a puppet emperor in the palm of his hand?

"Gregory ......"

Doug took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'd like to discuss some business with Lord Cabech...... It's late at night, could you please prepare some snacks for us?"

Tutang Carmen's old voice was calm and gentle, and Gregory's slender eyelids twitched slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, he bowed respectfully to Tutang Carmen, turned and left the room in silence. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The next second the door closed, the paleness and loss on the young man's face were gone, the corners of his mouth slowly raised an arc, and his childish face instantly became much more mature.

I didn't expect this ugly heretic to play this idea, hehe, if you take advantage of it, it's also interesting to watch them bite each other......

......

"Kabechi-sama......"

Doug watched the white priest's robe disappear into the doorway, seemingly looking at Gregory, but in fact, his mind was moving violently like boiling water, and he didn't calm down for a second: "Is your trading company doing well lately? I heard that a while ago, there was a lot of competition with the second largest trading company in the empire, the 'Pastone Trading Company', for the middle market of linen!"

Sivol still lowered his eyelids, as if he hadn't noticed Gregory's departure, and when he heard Doug's question, he immediately showed a sad little businessman's appearance: "Alas, it's not!"

He shook his head and sighed, with a distressed look on his fat face: "This guy Paststone is getting more and more despicable and shameless, and the new product we racked our brains to come up with, he learned it in a blink of an eye without blushing at all! Those vampires in the Exchange Office were fattened by his bribes, and every time I go to court to sue him, I am really going to file for bankruptcy if I continue like this!"

The obsessive face tried to make a flattering smile at Tutang Carmen: "The mall is like a battlefield, it's the same life-and-death situation! If you have the opportunity in the future, you will have to ask Master Tutang Carmen for your help!"

"Oh, of course, of course I will. Doug replied perfunctorily, staring at Sivor, who immediately gave a natural expression of thanks with a realistic expression.

The speaker doesn't seem to have any intention of really 'talking' with himself.

Faced with the situation in front of him, Doug frowned a little, and after a moment of silence, he decided to get straight to the point and make it clear. As a novice in politics, he left some traces in his circles and caused trouble.

"Lord Cabech," after glancing at Sivol in an old-fashioned manner, Doug adjusted the knobs on his robes, and immediately became imposing: "It's already very late at night, so I won't be polite to you anymore in order not to delay each other's time-"

"Tell me. ”

Sivol remained unmoved, and with a polite smile on his obese face, he waited for Doug's next words.

"The next emperor of the empire must be Thorpmandis @ Anco Oserstimu @ Volur. ”

After a moment of contemplation, Doug tried to imitate the strong posture of the big men, staring closely at Sivor's face, and slowly saying what he wanted, word by word. The latter was apparently not surprised by this, and there was no reaction on his face.

"It is impossible for Parliament to declare his declaration null and void. ”

He immediately shook the fat on his face and shook his head continuously: "Although I am the speaker, the law is sacrosanct! no one can desecrate this sacredness-"

"You are mistaken, Lord Cabech. “

Tutang Carmen's old face smiled faintly: "Of course, the law is sacred, we must defend it at all times, and I will not ask you to do such rude things." ”

"What do you mean?...... "Sivor's swollen eyes widened, his face still smiling, but there was a wary glint in his eyes.

"I mean, when Sopmandis is again a candidate for the throne, you should keep the parliament silent and forget for a moment the statements he once made. ”

"Sopmandis is once again a candidate for the throne?"

Sivol's fat face trembled, and he shook his head slightly: "How is this possible!"

"Probably or not, that's my problem. ”

Doug interrupted him forcefully, "You just need to keep the council silent. ”

"Master Tutang Carmen, I didn't mean to shirk,"

Sivol looked 'sincere' embarrassed, gritted his teeth and sighed: "Although I am the speaker, there are many intricate factions in the parliament, and the interests of all parties are entangled, and even I am greatly restricted...... Alas, there is really nothing that can be done!"

...... You've ****** pushed so cleanly!

Doug stared gloomily at Sivor's fat face, and the latter, as if he didn't feel anything, poured himself a glass of lemonade.

It seems that Sivol doesn't have many scruples about the Temple of Radiance.

Looking at the fat face, Doug calmly concluded in his heart. The plan to use the temple to suppress him no longer works, and it seems that another breakthrough will be found......

Doug tapped slowly on the handrail as he tried to think of a way to control Sivor, his mind flashing back to his days at the Speaker's Mansion as lightning speed, trying to find clues in his memories.

What does Sivor care about the most?

He looked at the fat man in front of him and racked his brains. However, the two lived in so far apart circles that Doug was dismayed to find that he could not think of any characteristics of this man other than his love of gold coins.

Damn, I knew that there was today, and I would have been closer to those Sivol's retinues at that time-

Wait!

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart, and when the word 'retinue' appeared in his mind, a thin and arrogant familiar figure suddenly protruded in his memory.

'Fly of the King' West!

Doug's heart was beating excitedly, and he almost slapped his thigh - the 'Fly of the Royal Capital' West is simply the meat of Siwall's heart, the treasure in the palm of his hand, almost responsive and extremely doting, if he holds West in his hands, it is completely equivalent to controlling Sivor's life!

"Lord Cabech. ”

He suppressed his excitement and calmly raised his head: "I heard that my lord has a son, and his name is West-"

As soon as West's name came out, Sivor's expression changed slightly, although it was fleeting, but it was already seen by Doug.

"Yes, that kid who didn't make it, I'm so ashamed to say it!"

Sivol's cheeks twitched unnaturally a few times, and then turned into a wry smile on his face: "I can't learn magic, and I don't want to practice martial arts, in the future—alas!"

"You're too worried, Lord Cabech. ”

Doug smiled, "The integrity and justice of His Excellency Thorpe Mandis, the whole people of Wright know that if he becomes emperor, with your toil over the years, Lord Cabech, your noble son will surely be able to live a life of luxury." ”

"Not really. ”

Sivol looked sorry, "It's a pity that the law is the law!"

"Don't you care that the next emperor of the Wright Empire is a tyrant?"

Although Doug was slightly disappointed by Sivor's answer, he was also expected: "Span Dmund has repeatedly shown his tendency to rule with an iron fist, and his attitude towards merchants is even more cold, I am afraid that you will also be under great pressure at that time, and perhaps your son will also suffer some terrible 'misfortune'——"

Doug deliberately accentuated the word 'unfortunate', and in the next moment, he saw what anger was—

Sivor's whole face suddenly turned red, his slightly cloudy eyes were bigger than those of a beast, his two thick eyebrows were almost upside down, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a ball, as if a lump of flesh suddenly bulged out on his face, which made people feel chills when they saw it.

"- Whoever dares to touch my West, he will die!"

He gasped for air, his thick fingers clenched into fists, and stared at Doug as if pointedly: "Don't think that if you're strong, you can do whatever you want—I have a thousand ways to buy his life!"

A hideous aura emanated from his round body, if one moment ago he gave people the impression of a 'wild boar', now he is a 'brown bear' barking and roaring! Doug had no doubt that he could give up everything for his son, and even frantically pounced on himself and bit himself!

Terrible momentum!

Doug secretly took a breath of cold air, but without hesitation, he also turned the magic aura output of the robe 'Angelina's Guardian' to the maximum, and the elements turned into a violent air flow from under the robe and poured out frantically, and the surrounding furniture was moaning and being pushed away, but Sivol still confronted him with angry eyes, and did not flinch at all.

Terrible father!

"Beep-Warning, the target state has entered a dangerous level, for your safety, the unit will restrict the target's freedom until the abnormal state is lifted-"

The source body behind Doug moved at this moment, and as soon as he reached out gracefully, an invisible wave easily pressed Sivor's fat body back onto the sofa, unable to move.

"Lord Cabech, you misunderstood, this is not coercion. ”

Doug took a breath and looked at Sivor, who was still red-eyed on the couch, and spoke in a deep voice, keeping his tone steady, while urgently making up a lie in his mind: "I prefer to call it a 'swap' - what do you think? I will do my best to train your son to be at least a mage at the level of a great magician, and in return, you must ensure that Thorpmandis becomes the Emperor!"

Sivol struggled a few times, realizing that he could not break through the ban, and his anger slowly calmed down, but he was still wheezing and wheezing.

"Your son is mediocre and weak! Although you love him very much, you are only the speaker of the Wright Empire! Even if you can put your son in your position, it can't compare to the status of a high-level magician!"

Doug didn't give him time to think, and Tutang Carmen's deep, old voice kept throwing seductive words.

"The Radiant God Cult is about to occupy half of the continent, with my ability and status, even if your son's qualifications are poor, at least he can become a Red Lord Bishop...... If he hadn't felt Sanin's inspiration, I would have the power to make him a high-ranking magician!--think about it, he will go down in history, and all the countries on the continent will compete to win him over, and even the future emperor of the Wright Empire will bend down before him!"

Sivor's breathing gradually smoothed, his face still reddened, but his eyes were no longer so crazy.

In fact, Doug, who had been West's personal entourage, really knew how much Seawall loved West—but West was not angry, not only was he thin, The magic qualifications are mediocre, and he has not inherited his father's golden mind, Sivol only had a son in middle age, and he is not young enough, so he has been thinking about the future of his beloved son for a long time, but there has never been a satisfactory result, this bait that Doug found in a flash of inspiration is really very tempting for him, and the only thing to do now is to dispel Sivor's concerns and make him believe in his sincerity!

"You see, we are not enemies, but we have a common 'trouble',"

Doug continued: "Sanin will always be generous to his devotees, and I promise you will never regret your choice - with Sanin as a witness, with my soul as a witness, I will fulfill my promise!"

Sivor's swollen eye bubbles had narrowed again, and his face was calm and there was no emotion, only the constant movement of his eyeballs, indicating that his heart was moving violently.

"Also, there's something I think you'll be completely relieved to hear it."

Seeing that he was already a little loose, Doug decided to strike one last blow, and stood up leisurely and stroked his chest and saluted: "For the sake of secrecy and the safety of your son, I will personally go to the Speaker's Mansion and teach in any place you have personally chosen, Lord Cabech-are you satisfied?"

Sivol raised his head suddenly: "It's up to me to choose the place?...... Anywhere?"

"Of course,"

Doug replied very quickly and affirmatively, "Anywhere!"

Anyway, Linax's body was terrifyingly strong after being ossified, and neither force nor magic had any effect on it, so it didn't make a difference where it went.

At this moment, Sivol was finally completely and truly moved-Tutang Carmen's conditions were so tempting that even in the current situation of almost coercion, he couldn't help but think about it seriously.

"Okay, deal!"

After a minute of silence, he finally nodded: "If there is any 'change' in the future, I will do my best to keep the council silent on the succession of Sopmandis, and you, Master Tutang Carmen, must make my West a magician!"

"Thank you very much. ”

Doug secretly exhaled deeply. Whatever Sivor's real intentions were, at least a superficial agreement had been reached, and the reckless meeting could finally be over: "Please allow my student to send you away in my place—you're getting old and a little tired!"

With his words, the source body behind him automatically took two steps forward, bent down gracefully and saluted, and without seeing it make any gestures, the power that bound Sivol had disappeared without a trace.

"We look forward to good news from you, Lord Cabech. ”

Doug smiled and stroked his chest. Sivol stared at him intently for several minutes before he saluted and turned away.

......******, it's finally done.

Watching Sivor's round body disappear into the doorway, Doug exhaled silently, and suddenly caught a touch of snow-white color in the corner of his eye, and then Gregory's childish face appeared in his field of vision.

"Master Tutang Carmen,"

The young man frowned slightly, "Lord Kabechi...... It seems to be very emotionally unstable!"

"I'm going to take his son as my student. ”

Doug smiled quietly, "In exchange for his silence 'at some point.'" ”

“...... At some point?"

Gregory's face was overly blank.

"Well, sometimes. ”

Doug unconsciously began to tap the armrest lightly with his fingertips again, and he now felt more and more that this pose could be more easily exaggerated: "Through talking to him, I also understand your 'difficulties',"

Tutang Carmen's voice was flat, but Gregory's pupils shrank, but before he could open his mouth, Tutang Carmen continued to himself: "Young people are impulsive! Now I am afraid it will take a lot of effort to clean up the aftermath for you!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think about it. ”

Gregory's expression was gloomy. "I thought he was in a bad mood when he came to pray the night before, but I didn't care because he was busy with things and Sophomandis was always so gentle and rational in people's impressions......

"Prudence is the most precious quality, but only time can give it to you - child, and you don't have to worry about it. ”

Tutang Carmen recited in an old-fashioned manner, and even patted Gregory on the shoulder, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure of the source body quietly appearing at the door, and turned around with a smile: "Take it easy, any difficulties will not last forever - because, 'no one lives forever'!"

He didn't turn to look at Gregory's face, he just walked straight to the door, a sneer on his lips flashing.

(To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the WWW.CMFU.COM, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )