Chapter 137: Success Favors Those Who Are Prepared

  With Mo Yan's keen sense of hearing, he could clearly hear Emily's words at such a close distance, no matter how small her voice was. The ox-headed man pretended not to have heard clearly, but it was just that he saw Emily blushing and Mo Yan wanted to tease her a bit.

  However, Moyan was somewhat misunderstood. He thought that Emily said such things because she heard their conversation during the day. If you want to form a new alliance with Elan, Moyan must maintain a marital relationship with Emily, so as to be considered a member of the Sart people, rather than just a clever demon who can speak human language.

  Even if Emily didn't come to him, he would go find her and look for an opportunity to talk about this matter, to see if she was willing to continue their marital relationship. Although divorce would be troublesome, it wasn't impossible either; Mo Yan had always disliked forcing others in such matters.

  This made Emily, who had finally mustered up the courage to speak out what was on her mind, fail to achieve the effect she wanted, as her intention was completely misunderstood by the person she was trying to express it to.

  On the second day, the city lords set out to return to their respective cities. Although the city lord, as a person elected by the city to handle daily affairs, has considerable control over the city, such an important matter is not decided by them. They will go back and present the concept of the new federation to the parliament, and then the members of parliament elected by the people will vote to decide whether or not to join the Elan New Federation.

  However, what they didn't know was that more than a dozen days before they received the invitation from Thundercliff, Thundercliff had sent something to the embassies set up in various cities. Mo Yan has always been someone who likes to prepare ahead of time and only starts doing something when he thinks everything is ready.

  "Ah, the new Eran Federation." A smooth and refined-looking hand placed a letter back on the desk, the bright red bull's head seal on the envelope indicating its origin. Along with the letter came a manual explaining the structure of the new federation, which the city lords had not yet seen.

  "The lord hopes you can see that your prolonged stay here has borne fruit." The messenger from Thunder Bluff gazed at the dark-skinned troll, who was truly unsightly. During the day, all windows were shrouded in thick curtains, making the room as dark as a cave, and only a small candle was lit for the sake of the messenger.

  "Of course, the lord's proposal will be passed." Zorvath said with a sly smile to the messenger: "Since I arrived in Carbinda, I haven't stopped for a moment every day, constantly pulling those council members. Many of them played a certain role in the last parade, didn't they?"

  As envoys dispatched to various cities, these Zhōu who have been secretly struggling for years underground are not just simply monitoring the movements of each city for Lei Ting Ya or easing their relations with Lei Ting Ya. They were given the task by the Minotaur before they arrived in the city to win over as many city council members as possible, and receive a considerable amount of activity funds every month.

  Although they are considered old among the Zorvath, and have not yet become leaders of their families, having been pulled to the ground by Mo Yan, they are also people with a hundred years of experience in the struggle for power and conspiracy. Their means are far from what normal humans can withstand. They are like slow-acting poison lurking in the body, although there is no feeling of pain or abnormality, but they are constantly corrupting the city where they reside.

  Even the worst of the Zorvath, now hold twenty percent of the council members willing to support Thunder Cliff's opinion, and those who are more inclined towards Thunder Cliff account for as high as forty-two percent. Some people with good talent have even established a good relationship with more than half of the council members, all of whom are relatively inclined towards Thunder Cliff.

  In the letter, Niu Tou Ren's words indicate that Elan's new federal proposal is not inappropriate, and as long as one is intelligent, they can understand its superiority. Once the city lord receives an invitation to leave the city, he will immediately inform those council members of the entire structure of the new federation and find a way to get them to support the establishment of this new federation.

  "Is there anything I should bring back?" the messenger asked in response to Zorvath's reply. This young man was a Schutzstaffel, one of the first batch to reach age and complete training, but they were still too green. So Regal hadn't given them any dangerous tasks yet, for now they were doing simple tasks such as delivering messages.

  "It's all done~" Zhoril's gaze at the messenger's eyes became even more radiant, a faint smile hung on her pink lips, and her voice answering the messenger's question was soft enough to melt people's bones. Zhoril put her fingers to her lips and said: "Why don't you stay for dinner? Since there's nothing else to do, you don't have to rush back, I made two decent black pabuchi (similar to chocolate)~"

  "Please...please don't do this, our party guards are disciplined." Zuo Er's unusual attitude made the young man feel a bit at a loss, he had never encountered such a situation before. The beautiful Zuo Er's temptation made the young man, who was in an easily tempted stage, feel like there was a fire burning in his heart. He tried his best not to stare elsewhere, not to look at Zuo Er whose estimated low-cut top revealed her cleavage.

  "But I quite like you." Zuo Er stood up from behind the table, walked to the stiff messenger's side and slowly circled around him. From time to time, he used his slender fingers to lightly touch the young man's more sensitive waist and neck, and finally even leaned directly on his back, rubbing against it with a round black flesh ball.

  The beautiful Zorvath pressed her sharp chin against the young man's shoulder, and her pink lips whispered in his ear: "I was captivated by you from the moment I saw you... Would you like to stay with me tonight? I'll give you a certificate saying you helped me with something small, your boss won't know."

  The young man felt a bit dry in his mouth, and some parts of him had already started to swell with blood. At this age, he was at the peak of his youth, and as an orphan, he had never even tasted the flavor of a woman. Zhuo Er's seductive techniques had already left him disoriented, and it was only a matter of time before he completely fell into her trap.

  "Are you that timid?" Not waiting for the messenger's response, Zhuo Er seemed to be somewhat disappointed and left the messenger's body. Her eyes had a hint of loss. The tactic of pretending to retreat in order to advance was always the fastest way to make someone determined. As expected, seeing Zhuo Er's expression, the young man hastily rushed to her side, grabbed her hand, shook his head vigorously, and said: "I'll stay! I'm willing to stay tonight!"

  "Alright, five minutes." Contrary to the young man's expectations, Zhuo Er suddenly pulled her hand out of his and said the time she had been silently counting in her heart. She smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder, walking back behind the office desk and saying: "What a pity! I thought you could hold on for a bit longer before being captivated by my charm, but it turns out you abandoned your discipline so quickly."

  "This is...?" The young man looked at Zorvath in confusion, who had just been filled with deep emotions and suddenly became a public official. He couldn't understand why this was happening. Was everything he said just to tease him? This made the young SS officer somewhat angry.

  "This is a test." Zorvath handed the letter to the SS officer, sealed with a red wax drop and his own crest. "Your superior asked me to cooperate with them in testing your resistance to temptation when they sent the last messenger. The letter you're holding now is my evaluation of you. You can hand it over to your superior after you return."

  Zhuo's words made the young SS realize suddenly, and then some dejectedly lowered their heads. He didn't think this would be a test, and his previous performance could be said to be rotten. After sending out the depressed SS who was sent out by the werewolf guarding the embassy, Zhuo extinguished the lit candle, and her excellent night vision made her as bright as day in the dark.

  "Is this the book he wrote?" Zuo Er carefully flipped through the book sent by Lei Ting Jue, feeling the meaning between the lines, and whispered to himself with a hint of melancholy: "I kind of want to go back to Lei Ting Jue again, no one has been able to satisfy me since then..."

  After the Drow elves received the instructions from Thunderhold, they quickly began to prepare for the new federation. They contacted all the senators who were either bought by them or willing to support Thunderhold through other means and informed these senators of the concept of the new federation after the Lord left.

  The taverns and bulletin boards in the city also posted relevant information, and many of the city's propagandists who had received money began to promote the benefits of this system. This left the lords, upon returning to their respective cities, almost astonished to discover that their representatives already roughly understood how the system worked, greatly alleviating the pressure on their statements.

  Within three days of the city lords' return, the councils of each city began voting on resolutions to join the new federation. Except for a few small villages that encountered significant resistance due to the absence of dwarven ambassadors during the vote, all other cities agreed to join the Elan New Federation with a majority vote!

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