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In the early morning, Ben Douglas was already sitting in his office. After the beautiful and lovely secretary brought him a cup of coffee that exuded the aroma, he left wittily, leaving the space for the elderly alone. This is Ben's habit. He doesn't like to be disturbed when he is in the office. The quiet environment helps him concentrate, especially for elders of his current age. As he grows older, his loose spirit has become more and more difficult to restrain.

Old, this is a question that I didn't deliberately avoid. Even if he knew very well that his energy level did not subside due to the aging of the body, but instead accumulated a little bit towards the peak. If he wanted to, he could use energy to activate his cells, so that his appearance and physical fitness would remain at the golden age of his life. Although doing so will be a big burden for the body, but in terms of his energy, this burden is completely affordable.

Ben didn't do this, he knew that his old opponent Oglock was now about to die. But if the people underneath dare to look down upon them, then the sad ending has already been written in the script of the God of Destiny. Just like some abnormal beasts in the wilderness, they will use their own disguise to achieve the purpose of protecting and deceiving their opponents.

Letting oneself grow old like Ben and Oglock is also a certain degree of disguise. People tend to believe that their eyes are more than intuition, especially young people. They think the world is their own more, so they are unwilling to the status quo and even challenge authority.

On the light screen of this desk, Loki's enchanting face was quietly present. Thoughts went back more than a decade ago, when Ben was still young, and Rocky and the other children were still young. After these potential children were discovered by Ben and brought back to Asgart from the wilderness, they had to undergo rigorous training and finally screened out those who could be used. I remember that Rocky was the youngest and was the easiest to be bullied.

But every kid who bullied Loki seemed to be favored by the **** of bad luck. Either his hand or foot was broken during training, or he was severely punished for violating the regulations. The fact of course has nothing to do with the **** of bad luck, it is just Loki's revenge. He saw it in his eyes that day, and only thought it was a prank kid's stuff. But from now on, I am afraid that at that time, Loki had already revealed his dark nature.

Loki has been closely monitored by Valkyrie. Judging from the intelligence of the goddess of war during this time, Loki is fairly safe. He himself seems to find that the situation is not good for him, and he rarely goes to the salons of nobles on weekdays, and always keeps himself in that strange house. If it were not for his breath in the house, even Valkyrie could not believe that the brother who did not follow the routine would be so calm and guarded.

At this time, an icon requesting communication is flashing on the light screen. Ben opened it, so the secretary appeared on the screen and said: "Your Excellency Douglas, General Cario asked to meet."

"Let him in."

After a while, the moving door of the elevator opened, and Cario walked in like a big iron block. The oversized military uniform was still too tight on Cario, and the heavy military boots stepped on the floor tiles in the hall, and the stone bricks could almost hear a painful groan. The general thorn biting on two cigars sat on the sofa, as straightforward as ever.

"Old friend, it's hard for you to get up so early, there must be something important." Ben smiled, took the coffee and sat down opposite Cario and raised his glass: "Would you like to be pregnant?" "

"Thanks, it's better to have your golden cat come to Whitewater for me than coffee."

"Drinking early in the morning is not good."

"got used to."

Although he said "not good", Ben still asked the secretary to bring in spirits. When the secretary left, Cario still squeezed his plump buttocks. The secretary let out a low cry and gave Cario a stern look before leaving.

"You're still the same." Ben smiled. When he was young, Cario was the boldest. He could make [love] with the female soldiers in the camp one moment before, and then run to the battlefield with his pants in the next moment.

Cario raised his glass and said, "Wine and women are probably things I can't give up in my life."

"Close to the subject." Cario said solemnly: "It's better to talk about you than me. Old man, you let the council participate in the military affairs and voting of this Western Expedition. This is our military business, and we must give it to you. Those big lords will only add to the chaos if they get in."

"Old friend, you must also understand. Asgart is no longer the small human settlement before." Ben took a sip of coffee and smiled faintly: "Look at this city, old friend. It can It is no longer just our credit to become as magnificent as it is today. Among them, the assistance of those people with money and materials is inseparable."

"However, the additional armaments and personnel input of the Western Expeditionary Army are of great importance. The big masters only care about profits, but they don't understand military affairs. I am afraid that they will mess up." Cario said bluntly.

Ben nodded and said: "I know what you want to say, old friend. You can rest assured, although this time you need to vote. The six members of the noble class need to pass collectively to stabilize the head of our military. But think about it, yes. How many nobles are willing to invest in the armaments of the Western Crusade. I heard that the little guy Beyonce took two old men Austin and Charlotte on a hunt. Do you know what they found?"

"what?"

"It's black gold." Ben said lightly: "That's what businessmen care about. It is conceivable that Planning and Helburn will definitely focus on black gold in the near future. That's them. The benefits that can be seen, as for the reclamation of the west tundra, the investment cycle is long and the return is limited for them. Under such circumstances, will they pass Tyre's proposal?"

"But don't forget that when the three masters leave Asgart, according to the regulations, their voting rights will be allocated to the next few henchmen. If Tyre wins their approval, the proposal may also be possible. pass through."

Ben haha ​​smiled and said: "If this is the case, the three masters can also retire. Don't worry, their confidants must know that they will pass their masters before they dare to exercise their voting rights."

"I hope so." Cario snorted again: "I think the boy Tyre was fascinated by his exploits. For this western expedition, he not only required additional armaments, but also the hammer of destruction. At the moment of the Golden Battle Axe’s westward march, Doomhammer is already Asgart’s only elite battle group. If it is transferred to him, I am afraid that old Ogg will not move his thoughts."

Cario said the contradiction in the proposal of the Western Expeditionary Army. Ben sighed: "Tyre’s starting point is good, and he is also for the early construction of another kingdom of God. This kid has strategy and determination. It is a rare general. Long. It’s just that he’s still young, and he doesn’t understand the reason that haste is not good. Then again, when we were young, how can we be afraid of so many things now? We haven’t let go of our hands and feet and did a lot of work.”

"So, we are all old."

Sigh gently, echoing in the highest power in this city.

Everything has its pros and cons, just like the two sides of a coin. The limited freedom of Asgart condenses the hearts of the city in large cases. But at the same time, it also divides the power of the superior.

Asgart’s council is a window for the aristocracy to participate in city management. Up to now, the Senate has a certain right to participate in Asgart’s policies. However, this issue was considered at the beginning of the establishment of the Senate, so some arrangements were made in advance. For example, there are three households with voting rights, and each of them has two votes on hand.

The remaining three deputies only have one vote. If a bill on a certain proposal has to overwhelm the will of the military, it must be approved by the six deputies collectively. Otherwise, as long as one person abstains or casts a negative vote, the military will always have the upper hand. Among these six members, the other three do not mention it. They are the heads of the three giants. They have not reached a consensus on one issue in the past two decades.

Which is related to the competition between them, which is another wise point of Ben. He implicitly supports the weaker side to contain the other two big families, so that although the council can participate in decision-making, the final decision is often in Ben's hands.

But this time it was a little different from the past. At the moment when the three masters were leaving the city for hunting, they followed Asgart's supplementary instructions on voting regulations. When the owner of the family leaves the city, the two votes in his hand are automatically held by two designated persons who are registered.

For example, when the Helburn family and Austin were away, one of the two votes fell into the hands of Mayblos of the Lambston family. But today, Meblos is a little bit distracted. Because his son Charles is missing, he has lost contact for an entire hour.

According to the housekeeper, his son Charles left after going to a party last night, but never returned home. This is almost impossible. In Asgartri, Charles would be kidnapped?

Meblos pinched his eyebrows, thinking that Charles himself was also a capable person, and judging from the complete disappearance of him last night. It must have been done by a high-level ability person who took Charles away. But Mayblos thought about it, the only high-level ability of the Lambston family was the newly promoted noble Zero. But Zero has left Asgart with the three giants to go hunting in the wilderness. Hearing that he has also taken away the capable people and troops under his command, it is naturally impossible for him to do it.

After thinking about it, Meblos couldn't figure out who was suspected of it.

At the moment the door opened, the old butler stumbled in and put a note in his hand on Mayblos's desk and said, "Master, there is news from the young master."

Meblos hurriedly took a look at the note, which read: If you don't want your baby son to be in trouble, come alone to the warehouse at Jewel Avenue tonight.

"Master, there is this." The butler took out another box.

Meblos opened the box, but inside was a **** ear. There were ear needles embedded in the helix, with the logo of the Ranboston house on the ear needles, and Meblos only felt his eyes black. This ear, who would it be if it wasn't Charles?

"Who sent it?" Meblos asked with a sullen face.

The old housekeeper trembled: "I just heard the knock on the door, so I went to open the door. There was this box outside the door with a piece of paper under it. When I saw that it was the young master's news, I quickly brought it in and gave it to you. "

"Have you seen who put it?"

"No."

Meblos waved tiredly and told the old butler to withdraw. He only knew that this matter was not easy, but no matter what, Charles was his heir, and Maeblos would never want Charles to have an accident.

Looking at the time, it was more than an hour away from Dianxue, which was only enough time for Meblos to go to Jewel Avenue. It seems that the other party has pinched the time to send the threatening thing. What is needed is that Meblos has not made a thorough arrangement of the time, and everything can only be done according to the other party's wishes.

"Prepare the car." Meblos stood up suddenly and took out a revolver decorated with beautiful patterns from under the desk. After pushing a few bullets into the chamber, Meblos strode out of the study.

At this moment in the middle of the night, Jewel Avenue is as silent as a ghost domain. This is a warehouse area on the outskirts of Asgart. To Mayblos's surprise, the warehouse is still owned by the Lambston family. The other party had chosen to meet on his ground, showing that the other party was very confident in his own strength, which made Meblos even more afraid to act rashly.

The car was parked in front of Warehouse No., and the new head of security, Bai Ni, said to Meblos: "Master, I will go in with you."

Meblos shook his head. If Podon was still there, he would not refuse this suggestion. But the opponent can capture Charles silently, and the Bai Ni who is comparable to Charles seems to be under-appreciated. Instead of bringing in Bai Ni to offend the other person, it is better to go in alone and act by himself.

"You stay outside. If something happens to me~lightnovelpub.net~, go to Master Austin and tell him what happened tonight." After speaking, Meblos pushed the door and got out of the car.

He held his hand and walked to the gate of Warehouse No. The door has long been opened, and inside the door is a dark world. Meblos kept walking, and after walking straight into the warehouse, the moving door closed automatically. In the next moment, there was a strong light on his head. For a moment, Meblos felt very unwell. When he got used to it, Meblos saw his son Charles.

The warehouse has been cleared out of a clean and open space. Charles was tied to a chair covered in blood and sat facing the door. He looked very excited when he saw Meblos, but he could only make a whine when he was stuffed with cloth in his mouth.

To the left and right of Charles stood a man, one of whom was dressed as a cowboy. Leather jacket, jeans, pointed leather shoes, cowboy hat covering the upper part of the face, only revealing a chin covered with scum. And, a smile on his mouth.

This person puts his arms around his chest, giving people the feeling that nothing has been taken care of. But he gave Meblos a very dangerous feeling, as if he would be killed at any time.

As for the other man, Meblos knew him. He said solemnly: "Bradon, why are you? My dear brother!"