The Great Conqueror

(Although I don’t know how many votes there will be, but Monday’s recommendation vote is too important, I still have to pull it, and my brothers and sisters still support it!)

But no matter what, Salaman, who was the consul at the time, played it very beautifully, which not only rejected the opponent's excuses, but also gave a certain degree of shock.

In the end it was over. Of course, as a rule, the consul of Salaman was read a book by the people-friendly officials, saying that he violated the laws of the empire, and it was illegal to kill first and then act. At that time, Sakuding's title of consul was revoked, but then he was promoted from viscount to earl, hereditary.

From this point, we can see the attitude of the upper echelon of the empire.

Now, the retired old earl suddenly came to Jerusalem, and it was obviously aimed at the Baron Lance, which made people guess.

The originally peaceful Jerusalem City was once again tense.

"Master Earl, please come here in person, sorry for my disappointment, I don't know..."

"Consul Sara, you did a good job." In the office hall, the gray-haired old Tago earl sneered. Although he hadn't served in political affairs for many years, he was full of awe-free aura just standing here, which made Consul Sara feel suffocated.

This is not an illusion, but the aura that Earl Salaman developed when he confronted the powerful Kingdom of Wind on the border of the empire, a shrewd and spicy temperament of a veteran on the battlefield. The Ebony City in the northern border of the empire is actually a semi-militarized structure, and those who can secure the position of consul there are all caught by the political army, which is far less comfortable than these cities in the interior of the empire.

"Lord Earl, what are you referring to?" Sara looked terrified on the surface, but her mind was spinning rapidly: Even the mission sent by the governor has only the duty of inspection and no right to intervene. His tone is not right. What does he have mastered?

"Hmph, don't be sloppy with me. When I was a Consul, you didn't know where you were breastfeeding." Salaman stroked his beard, and his serious face suddenly relaxed. He laughed, and patted the blue and white Consul Sara hard on his face.

It seems true and false, making people angry and having no place to vent, what else can I say?

Sarah could only laugh dryly, feeling that the old earl was coming with bad intentions. He was a bit old-fashioned and wanted to do something about the power of the empire.

"How long is Earl Salaman planning to stay in Jerusalem this time?" This was a little temptation from Sara, and it was not convenient for Sarah to ask the other party's purpose directly, but she could see something by making indirect remarks about the time she stayed.

"It depends on whether things go smoothly. If it is fast, it will be a few days; if it is slow, it will take a long time." Earl Salaman gave Sarah a meaningful look: "I have just sent someone to notify the temple and the heads of the families and guilds in the city. Let's have a town hall meeting in a while."

Town Hall?

Sarah's eyelids jumped. Sarah also felt that Arthur's wrist was an art of power struggle, but his own stay was also a problem, but he believed that the temple would find a way, and he himself was paying attention to the news. After all, staying in Jerusalem was a great help to the temple, but the sudden arrival of Earl Salaman broke the overall plan.

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you." Salaman narrowed his yellow eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an unpredictable smile.

"I am here this time, in addition to the appointment of the governor-general's mission, I also have a letter of appointment from the chief consul, ordering me to inspect various places as the imperial wind watcher."

Watch the wind!

Even Sarah's concentration and scheming made her feel bad for a while.

Watching the wind, the empire has only produced two in the past hundred years, and they are all strong figures who have influenced the direction of the empire! The wind watcher itself does not have a lot of power, it is just a temporary appointment at a higher level than the observation municipal mission. However, there are two most terrible things - the wind watcher has a special communication that directly reports to the grand governor, and the second is the power to "cut first and then act" on the personnel of the city-level governor.

In other words, if he doesn't like Sarah, he can remove Sarah as the consul first. Of course, this revocation is also temporary, and it has to be reported to the Grand Consul of the Empire afterwards, and the final decision will be made.

However, for this kind of thing, even if the competent officer returns to his post afterwards, if he messes with him at a critical moment, no one can bear it. What's more, it is also possible that the grand consul will sell his face, and withdraw as well, and there will be no place to cry at that time.

Of course, people who can be wind watchers are not ordinary guys, and such people will not abuse their power. However, just having this kind of deterrence is terrible.

Explain what? It shows that the Grand Consul attaches great importance to the affairs of Jerusalem, and it shows that the consuls are extremely sensitive to the temple.

In case...he wants to do something to himself, the temple will not be able to use it, and Sarah suddenly feels a little short of breath.

While Sara was thinking about it, Salaman was also quietly observing him, with a shrewd cold light flashing in his yellow tiger eyes from time to time.

…………

The city hall meeting was held urgently again, but this is not surprising. After all, in addition to the regular meeting every month, the city hall of each city will be held from time to time to discuss some major resolutions, some division of interests, emergency orders from the top of the empire, or the appointment and dismissal of personnel, etc.

But emergency meetings were relatively rare. After all, they were all big figures in the city. This time was obviously more special. When the presidents of the various guilds, family representatives, and priests of the temple in Jerusalem walked into the council hall, they saw at a glance that the person sitting in the top seat today was no longer the consul Sara, but an old man from the Tago tribe that had never been seen before.

A head of gray hair, a pair of pupils shining with a deep light, like one can see through the secrets of the heart.

He sat on the first seat, with a calm and extraordinary aura.

The consul Sarah respectfully accompanied the old man on his left.

"This is……"

Some people with sensitive minds vaguely guessed something, while more people looked blank. The news about the arrival of the governor's mission is only known to a few people from the temple and the consul. Even if they know, they can't figure out who has the power to drive the consul aside, and he sits in the first place with pride.

Although the city hall meeting is loose, it is not random to sit around. Each person's position represents the corresponding status and power.

Classmate Zou talked with Thomas in a low voice, and as soon as he entered the political hall, he felt that the atmosphere today was very different, especially the old man sitting at the top, who had been staring at him since he entered the door.

"That's..." Thomas was slightly startled: "That's Earl Salaman. I met him once in the imperial capital. How did he come here?"

count?

Zou Liang thought about the weight of the word C. If it was just a title, it shouldn't pose too much threat to him. However, if the governor can send this person down, I am afraid that the person who came is not good.

All factions or small groups in the political hall inevitably chatted in low voices, full of various speculations about the unknown situation.

Stanford's eyes showed a kind of revived expectation, the governor was his last hope.

"Be quiet."

Under the signal of Earl Salaman, Consul Salaman had to stand up and said: "Today's meeting will be presided over by Earl Salaman, the wind watcher who came from the imperial capital. Please maintain etiquette and respect." After speaking, he explained the background of Salaman's past deeds in a few simple words.

There was a moment of silence, and then a buzz suddenly broke out. There are so many forces and families present, and many of them have heard of Salaman's deeds, and they were greatly impacted at once.

The sudden appearance of a heroic figure who has been dormant for more than ten years is already speculative. What's more, in this sensitive period, the power of the wind watcher suddenly intervenes in the Yelu Samo situation that has finally calmed down.

However, this out-of-control discussion didn't last long, and gradually subsided after a few breaths. Realizing the personal identity of the superior, everyone suddenly became more respectful and serious. Many people still admired Salaman back then. For example, Sam Anton of the Engraver's Guild had the impulse to go to the border of the empire to do something big. Of course, that wish didn't materialize.

"Okay, everyone knows me." Earl Salaman smiled and glanced at everyone present.

"Received the appointment from the imperial capital and the governor this time, which really terrifies me. However, as long as I am a person who promises, I will take it on my shoulders."

As soon as he changed the subject, his sharp eyes suddenly fell on Arthur.

"So, now for the first question of this meeting-Priest Arthur, I have received a complaint that you insulted and beat Baron Lance, is this true?"

It was a random question, but the tone was full of murderous intent, the temperature of the entire political hall dropped to freezing point in an instant, and the swishing cold wind blew past everyone's necks.

cold! Still cold! !

Everyone vaguely recalled that the old man in front of them was the ruthless man who ordered to cut down five hundred slave warriors and piled their heads into a Jingguan. That's called decisive killing!

Priest Arthur might be in for some bad luck.

Numerous guessing and suspicious eyes passed information back and forth, winking. Those who chose to support Arthur, such as Randy's family, were secretly anxious.

Guild leaders like Sam Anton, who choose to be neutral, are at ease, and any form of fighting is not a bad thing for them.

As for Renault and Stanford of the Archers Guild, they almost cheered in their hearts. During this period of time, they were sitting on pins and needles, thinking that the end was coming. Now, the governor's trump card has come out, and Lance is just standing in front.

The political hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard. Facing the cold eyes of the new wind watcher, Arthur stood up slowly.

It seems that today's affairs cannot be passed peacefully, so I have to find a way. No one thought that the governor was so ruthless enough to send such a person down.

Beside Arthur, Thomas frowned slightly, his eyes swept over his beloved disciple, and then turned to Earl Salaman who was across the long conference table.

The atmosphere is dignified and subtle.

Everyone is waiting to see how this hot young priest of Jerusalem will pass the level of wind watcher.

If he can withstand it, then of course he will be more optimistic about his future, and many people will follow Arthur wholeheartedly. If it doesn't work... then the situation that Erushamo managed to create with great difficulty will completely collapse.

After all, everyone is taking risks. If you want everyone to follow you, you must first show your strength. The strength to stand firm under any pressure.