Chapter 935

Southern States, lopven city.

Maybe it's not necessary to call him lop Wen country now, but the city Lord hasn't declared himself Emperor, so he hasn't changed his mouth.

He occupied more than half of the territory south of the Tianjian mountains, and it was only a matter of time for the remaining half to fall.

The southern states have a long history, intertwined forces and a lot of resentment. If only one or two city states unite, it is no problem. But if you want all the remaining city states to unite against lopven, it is far from the unity of the city states in sadmir.

Unless a man with outstanding reputation and charisma can integrate a plate of scattered city states, their fate will only be broken one by one by lopven.

Many people on the players' Forum said that lop Wen took advantage of the danger of others, just taking advantage of the mess left by the devil's invasion, when all the city states were seriously injured.

Yes and No.

The mess left by the devil's invasion can only be regarded as a fuse, but the so-called iron still needs to be hard.

Lopven was originally the most powerful mortal city in dossus, and there was no one.

When other city states were fighting against each other and putting their interests before and under the table, the Lop literati were angry and strong, and were not complacent by the current prosperity. The ambition of dominating the world had been deeply rooted in the hearts of every generation of City owners when lop city was just founded.

This is also why lopman adopts a parliamentary system completely different from other city states, which is closer to the real constitutional monarchy.

Because even the blood of the Lord of Lop moon cannot guarantee that every generation of the city Lord is a dragon and Phoenix among people. We must try our best to avoid the city Lord from destroying the ancestral foundation.

Therefore, the law of Lop text is perfect and all forces are restrained. Don't mention the mediocre City Lord, that is, without the city Lord, Lop text City can still operate itself.

Had it not been for the rapid decline of the city-state without a city Lord on this continent, lopven would have become a federal system.

Through the unremitting efforts of more than ten generations, lopven's strength is now unprecedentedly strong. There is no pressure to drive the iron cavalry to sweep the surrounding city states through the mess left by the demon invasion.

Although the system is good, it is not a good thing from the perspective of the city Lord, especially Julian, who is unwilling to be ordinary and is bent on creating hegemony.

What's more, he does have this talent.

As the sun sets, the orange sunlight spreads into the office of the city master's residence along the wide French windows.

Julian lopman, now the mayor, is reading documents on his desk.

Since he completely turned over with the aristocratic parliament, Julian took advantage of the unexpected event of the resurrection of his ancestors to seize this opportunity to turn over.

This enabled him to win the support of the vast majority of civilians and the support from woking and tyre churches. In addition, the small and medium-sized nobles who had contacted in advance could not be compared with the real powerful nobles in strength, nor face the anus with the noble parliament, but at least he took the first step, and the rest depends on his own means.

Before the attack, Julian lived a luxurious life as a disguise and did not let anyone see his ability.

However, after taking power, he became more and more aware of why his ancestors gradually dispersed their efforts rather than concentrated in their own hands.

——Too tired!

He urgently needs a loyal leading group that can help him deal with matters, but it can't be urgent. It needs to be cultivated slowly and finally completely replace the aristocratic parliament to firmly grasp the whole lopven city and the lopven empire that is likely to appear in the future.

He breathed out slowly, raised his body and stretched hard.

Sitting still for a long time, I feel that the bones are rusty. They make a crisp clicking sound, which is very pleasant.

The young city Lord was rubbing his temples and drinking black tea, which had been cold for a long time. He planned to have a rest.

"Boss, have you finished processing all the documents today?"

It was the barbarian who sat on the office sofa and poured wine buckets. He was also the only person Julian trusted.

"Almost. I have to attend a banquet and meet some nobles in the evening."

The barbarian tilted his mouth. The barbarian liked the banquet very much, because there were many beautiful ladies and endless wine at the banquet, but the aristocratic banquet was more meaningless hypocrisy and etiquette in the barbarian's view.

Julian has now gained some real power, but it is far from enough. He needs the support of more nobles and more chips. Therefore, he must exchange a lot of interests with those hypocritical nobles in order to get what he wants.

As for whether he will step down and kill the donkey when he really becomes the first emperor of Lop

This is not obvious.

"Speaking of it, Xueyu sent a letter to let you go back to take over the leader. Are you sure you don't want to go back?"

"Of course not."

The barbarian poured a mouthful of wine:

"They all have bad intentions."

It's really bad intentions.

Although with the barbarian's IQ, it was difficult for him to understand what he wanted to ask him to go back to be a leader, he just instinctively felt that the other party had bad intentions. But Julian is a personal genius. When he ponders it, he knows that the barbarian tribe in the snow area wants to use his status as a bodyguard to get a puppet patriarch.

Yes, he is as like as two peas.

"Boss, you said that you would be the emperor in the future and give me countless beauties and endless wine. I won't go back to the snow. No one has been so kind to me. I want to follow the boss all my life."

Julian smiled:

"You will, my Dear Tom."

Tom, the son of the head of the snow barbarian tribe, who was ousted by his people, and Julian lopven, who was just a puppet.

Similar circumstances and their hidden strength make them the best friends and the people who trust each other most.

Julian broke his stiff fingers and planned to continue to finish the remaining documents. At this time, there was a knock outside the door.

"Lord."

"Please come in."

The heavy mahogany door was pushed open, and a young woman of about fifteen or sixteen years old entered the office. She first frowned at the drinking barbarian with a red face, and then said in a calm tone:

"Lord, the woking church sent someone to meet you alone and ask if you have time."

Julian looked at the thickness of the remaining documents:

"Tell them to come in an hour."

"Yes."

Then the man closed the door and left.

"I didn't expect that the little girl picked up from the beggar's nest had grown so beautiful."

Exclaimed Tom the barbarian.

Julian continued to bury his head in the documents and said without raising his head:

"Yes, it saves me a lot to let her be a secretary."

Their concerns are obviously not on the same channel.

"But boss, when will you get rid of her?"

"No hurry."

Julian's tone was like talking about what to eat tonight:

"With her, I can send some information to those old guys. After a while, when the work at hand is finished, it will be almost done."

A well-known spy might as well take advantage of it rather than kill it directly.

"Won't they see anything?"

Tom scratched his head and said he was puzzled. After all, conspiracy was too far away for barbarians.

——It's too far from their IQ.

"Just pass on the information that will be fine even if you see it."

Julian prefers Zhengyang plot to conspiracy, that is, even if you know, you have to jump into the pit.

Turning over the document, Julian saw a petition.

"Those sea people... It's tricky."

The so-called sea people are mortal races that only live in the sea, such as mermaids, mermen, sirens, sea elves and so on.

As lopven is a coastal city, it will certainly deal with these sea people. And because there are no territorial disputes and interest disputes, the relationship between them is good.

But recently, the Hai people sent a group of missions to seek help from lopven, which gave Julian a headache.

The Hai people didn't say what to ask for specifically. They just said they hoped that lopwen could send some powerful adventurers.

There are powerful adventurers, such as the magic melody guild under their name.

But Julian doesn't want the magic melody to continue to expand its influence. It's inappropriate to send them to help the sea family.

The most suitable person should be Tom, who is drinking in the office, but Tom can't drink water. Even if he is given equipment that can breathe underwater, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced after he gets into the water, and he may die at the entrustment of the Hai clan.

So now he can only play Tai Chi and drag the words to prevent the Hai nationality mission from going to other cities for help, because lop Wen needs to monopolize the transaction with the Hai nationality and doesn't want others to intervene.

In short, I want benefits, but I don't want to pay any price.

Whenever he saw this petition, Julian always couldn't help lamenting why I didn't have such a good hand as the Lord of Amen.

Because yamen is an open player city for internal testing, there are many adventurers and experts in Yamen city. More than half of the top 100 leaders in combat effectiveness are born in Yamen city.

This matter can only be postponed temporarily. Julian is going to send someone to quietly contact the light of the stars. Although it was a pit for each other to cooperate with them last time, as long as there are common interests, hatred is nothing at all.

After all, children only talk about preferences, while adults only talk about interests.

The sun is more low, and shadows pass through the oblique sunlight, creating a blurred shadow.

Even though it was impossible for the city hall to hear it, Julian seemed to hear the cheers of civilians in the streets outside to the sky.

——Flying Dragon Knights.

That's one of lopven's ace troops. Today they will go to the northern towns to destroy the remnants of lion heart king.

It has to be said that the two sons of the lion heart king did have some ways in tactical command. Their activities in the rear of Lop text restrained the pace of Lop text's invasion to a great extent.

Not long ago, Julian and the noble Council reached an agreement on this issue, and the Flying Dragon Knights carried out the orders of these big people.

Julian did not look back at the Flying Dragon Knights skimming through the sky. A document in front of him wrote "a report on the changes in the dead swamp outside kodo county".

With a casual glance, Julian organized the document and threw it into the wastebasket.

The Flying Dragon Knights are indeed lopven's trumps, but they are not Julian's trumps, so

——There is no need to exist.

The golden staff, which is placed on the edge of the desk and supported by wooden supports, is a treasure belonging to the city Lord, shining like lopven city