At this moment, thousands of miles away, in a magnificent conference hall somewhere in the South District, many rich and powerful people from Fit City gathered. And the gathering of this group of people was the lord of Fit City, Al.
Mond Fite, or Almond Tisza.
Although it is called a parliament, before the host starts to attract everyone's attention, this is just an ordinary luxurious banquet.
"Hello, Viscount Cyrodar. No, in Fit City, you are still Earl Cyrodar. So, hello, Count Cyrodar."
Among the relatively chaotic crowd, Almond, who was the protagonist of the venue, walked up to an elderly nobleman at the edge of the venue with a glass of orange drink in his hand, and stood in line with him.
"Call it whatever you want, I came here just for a visit." Cyrodar Evander snorted with some disdain, but still had to focus on him. He said: "As you can see, I
Nothing was touched.”
"Ha, don't be so cold." Almond shrugged with a wry smile, took a sip of the wine in his glass, and said, "How long has it been since we last met? Fifteen years? Ten years?"
"It makes no difference." Evander glanced at Almond coldly and said, "If it weren't for my granddaughter, I wouldn't want to come back."
"Okay, you have the final say." Almond shrugged, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, stood up and was about to leave, then turned back and said: "But since I can see you at this venue, then you are mine.
It's an honor, right?"
"Whatever you think." Evander snorted coldly and ignored Almond.
And Almond also smiled and shook his head, put the empty goblet in his hand back on the passing waiter's plate and replaced it with a full one, then cleared his throat, raised the glass high, and slowly walked towards the main table.
Tai found that he walked over and said in his voice that could overwhelm everyone:
"Welcome everyone to this wonderful banquet! Cheers to a better tomorrow for Fit City!"
Following Almond's rhythm, most people raised their wine glasses with smiles on their faces, shouted cheers in response to the voice, and then drank the wine.
After that, everyone stopped making noise and watched Almond slowly walking towards the main stage, and then placed the half-drunk wine glass on the elevated shelf next to the main stage. This elevated shelf seemed to be specially designed for holding
This half-glass of wine stood alone beside Almond.
"Everyone, as long as you can come to this banquet, it means that you are the upper class of Feite City, rich merchants and nobles, or emerging factory owners, and famous adventurers. And you can come here because of me, Feite.
The Lord of Special City, Almond Fite’s honor!”
"Ha, the city lord deserves the reward. As long as we have your wise leadership, we will get better and better!"
"Yeah yeah!"
And as expected, the smooth-talkers below also started their usual flattery behavior, which made Evander's face twitch, and he could feel the nausea even just looking at it from a distance.
The most dramatic thing is that the horrific explosion happened just a few hours ago...
On the other hand, those who were making noises were mostly other factory owners who had conflicts with the Barak factory. They must be happy with the cheap and efficient labor force they easily obtained, right?
"However, early this morning, a violent explosion occurred in our city. The cause of the explosion was the negligent management of the Barak factory, which allowed a desert thug to sneak in, which led to such a tragedy. Everyone, also
We suffered heavy losses because of this explosion, right?" At this point, Almond lowered his head helplessly and pinched his brows, as if he was really feeling sad about this incident.
After speaking, everyone in the audience fell silent, and no one answered.
It's not that they feel sad and silent, but because there is no loss at all. They have moved their valuables away from this place in advance without even thinking about it.
"Barack and the college will give us an explanation for this matter. In addition, the thugs sneaked into the city at will. We must once again evaluate the role of the Security Bureau. They take our money and do nothing.
, what is the difference between this and a parasite!" Almond said sadly and indignantly, which aroused the resonance of the people below.
"Yes, they are all a bunch of parasites!"
"Also, there are rumors that they actually keep half-cannibal trolls privately! Oh my God, I never imagined that such a thing could exist in our city!"
"They also embezzled the entrance fee!"
"And he also entered and exited my factory at will! Confiscated my property!"
As the first person complained, everyone else began to curse one after another, and a beautiful banquet suddenly turned into a complaint meeting.
And Evander knows that all this is bullshit! It's all just a trap created by Almond! He wants to drive the Security Bureau out of the city so that he can form a management department that is completely loyal to him!
If this thing really happens, then no one can resist them...and what can I do?
Thinking of this, Evander sighed helplessly.
The academy and the Security Bureau were too passive. Even though he had asked his stupid son to give them some hints early on, the Security Bureau was too conservative and could not make any progress. And the current leader of the academy is a young fool.
, although Lansha successfully went to school there, so far, they have done nothing.
It's so stupid!
The only hope now is that the super doll made by the king himself can be of some help. As long as the high-level magician can be driven out, he can use more means...
Thinking of this, Evander's stomach began to cramp again.
"The damn doll was out of control at all and just flew away... I hope no one finds her." Evander whispered to himself.
"Oh, yes, well, you know, my premonitions are always very accurate." Almond shrugged, smiled, and said slowly: "A large part of the wall in the North District collapsed, and it takes more than 10 years to repair it.
For several days... I was very worried about whether sand people would invade from there?"
Hearing this, the entire audience was stunned, and could even hear a few sounds of wine glasses falling to the ground and breaking...
"Isn't this possible?" A bloated man in gorgeous clothes said tremblingly: "If the North District falls, then, where will my factory be moved?!"
"Well, this is just my hunch. It won't definitely come true, right?" Almond showed a pleasant smile and looked at everyone below.