Realm of Power

Fu Wu sincerely thanked Gu Coin for his strong support, and expressed his appreciation for the reward. "I never thought that you are a descendant of the noble Duke family!" The fat man shushed. The family's ups and downs, and the secret history of the kingdom have now become a reality. Suddenly remembering something, he cast doubtful eyes on the face of the middle-aged nobleman opposite, and asked, "I remember that although the royal family reduced the titles of the Tipati family, it did not exempt the Tipati family from being electors. Status, I wonder who is the current head of the Tipati family? " "Is an elector without a title still called an elector?" The young nobleman smiled bitterly, with a sad look on his face. He spread his fingers and revealed a simple family heraldry ring. He shook his head to the fat man and said, "The current patriarch of the Tipati family is me, Tipati." Lushe. But what's the use? I'm just a jewelry shop owner, a fool who has the gimmick of an elector but doesn't even have the most basic skills!"

"Are you the contemporary elector?" The fat man's eyes were shining, and he felt that the brilliance of the goddess of luck was shining on him. In addition to the extinct southern Wentun family, there are now two elector families who can stand up when necessary. In support of his position, if he adds the Tipati family's elector qualifications, he will have an absolute majority in his hands. Even without the support of the northern Stian family, he can still express distrust of the royal family.

"There is no elector, only me, Tippati Luther!" The middle-aged noble seemed to be disgusted with the word elector. Every time he heard the fat man mention this sensitive word, his eyebrows frowned slightly. His eyes were flashing with pain, his expression was dazed, and he said vaguely, "No one can be trusted. As long as you give them a chance, they will trample you under their feet! You will never be able to turn over!"

"Do you want revenge? Do you want to restore the glory of the Tipati family?" The fat man stood up from his seat, his voice was low, but extremely encouraging. The Tipati Luthor in front of him obviously belonged to the kind of wealthy family that had been ruined. , for such people, the best attraction is often revenge, glory, etc. These are unrealistic and illusory things

Sure enough, the middle-aged noble's eyes suddenly lit up, as if his soul had returned, staring at the fat man in front of him,

"I can help you for a long time!" The little fat man said with a mysterious face, his piercing eyes seemed to be able to look directly into people's hearts, which made Tipati Luthor on the opposite side secretly feel heartbroken and couldn't believe it at all. What happened just now, so stupid The fat man would be the person in front of him. The heavy atmosphere made the hall seem particularly depressing. Tipati Luther asked in a confused voice, "Who are you?" Who are you? "

The fat man gestured to the guard at the door, "Bang!" The door to the VIP room was closed by the guard from the outside. Now there were only the fat man and Tipati Luthor in the entire hall. This seemed to stimulate the nervous Partipa. Luther, he stood up immediately. Like a driven rabbit, the voice said excitedly, "So you are one of theirs! I have already said that no matter how much you promise, I will never give you the bloody golden egg! Because I know that betrayal is The best trick you hypocrites are good at”.

"Don't be so nervous! I have no ill intentions towards you!" The fat man spread his hands to show his sincerity. The fat man took off his heraldic ring from his right hand and held it in front of the nervous Tipati Luthor. , printed a mark on the sandpaper on the table, and waved his hand to Tipati Luther. He said with sincerity, "Look, I am not your enemy! The oath of the heraldic ring represents the highest sincerity! It also represents my identity. If I want to deal with you, I don't need to go to such trouble."

"Really? If it weren't for the bloody golden egg, I'm afraid you would have kicked me out of Kyoto long ago!" Tipati Luthor showed a trace of sarcasm at the fat man's calmness, his face was extremely unhappy, and his whole face was distorted, but I saw the fat man sitting there motionless, except for his sincere expression. When there was nothing, he looked at the sandpaper in confusion. His distrustful eyes showed surprise, surprise and shock, and his whole body shook unnaturally, standing there frozen like a puppet.

"It's the thorn flower heraldry!" Timpetilusor almost screamed. As a noble who once did business in Zhivadin, he was even more shocked by this special heraldry. In southern Samor, this is like a god. In Kyoto, this is the symbol of the devil. The person who can possess this coat of arms is the most powerful person in the kingdom.

"You are Governor Samor! Falcon Marquis Dustin. Tipati Luthor's body trembled with excitement. A strange light flashed in his eyes. He stared at the young man in front of him, as if he saw the most unimaginable thing in the legend. thing

If it weren't for the heraldic ring and the fat man's current demeanor that were indeed consistent with the legend, Tipati would have thought he was crazy.

"It's true!" The fat man shrugged calmly and pointed to the seat opposite. "I'm very interested in your story. Although I don't know what happened to you, I think I can help you!"

"Okay, distinguished sir! I think you also need something from me!" Tipati Luther's face calmed down a lot, and he sat down opposite the fat man. He picked up a glass of wine from the table and drank it hard. After taking a sip, some color returned to his pale face, and he looked at the fat man with bloodshot eyes. He said firmly

"Compared with those hypocrites, I am more willing to make deals with you. You are the most honest and reputable person in the kingdom. Even the nobles of Kyoto cannot refute this!"

"Haha, really? I didn't expect my reputation to be so good!" The fat man sneered, took off a ring from the little finger of his right hand, waved his arm, and "spitted" the ring across an arc. After rolling a few times on the table, he slid in front of Tipati Luther. The fat man looked at the confused Tipati Luther, pointed at the ring and said

"Since you believe me, I don't have to go around in circles with you. This is the Ring of the Business Alliance from my Samor Governor's Mansion. Whoever takes it to the Business Alliance Headquarters will be the new twelfth deacon of the Business Alliance." .

"Twelve Deacons!" Tipati Luther's voice trembled across from him, and his eyes shone with excitement. Anyone who has been to Zhivadin knows what an important and honorable status the Twelve Deacons of the Business Alliance have. Not only is he in charge of the business of a place in the business alliance, but he also has a very high reputation. If the business community of Zhivadin is a kingdom, then the twelve deacons are the twelve rulers. What a lofty status!

The fat man paused for a moment, looked at Tipati Luther who was staring at the ring, and said with a smile, "This is my price, I don't know if you are satisfied!"

"Of course, of course, this business is settled!" Tipati Luther was already excited and incoherent. If he really becomes the twelve deacons of the Business Alliance, then he can help the Tipati family reach the level of success in another field. The height of ancestors. The glory of the family will surely be restored.

Tipati Luther suddenly stood up, took out a box with simple decoration from the wall behind the exhibition hall, and placed it in front of the fat man.

"Is this?" The fat man looked confused. I don’t know Tippati Luther took out a box to do it

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Tipati Luther's face was serious, and he carefully fiddled with something on the box with his hands. "Pop!" The fat man heard a crisp sound from the box, and a slit appeared on the edge of the lid. A blood-red light moved like a flame, shooting out from the slit. come out. Lighting up the darker hall, it seems that even the air is dyed red

The nervous face of Tipati Luther on the opposite side relaxed slightly, and he took a long breath and said, "Sir, this is what you want, the shame of our Tipati family, the bloody golden egg!". If you want to know what happened after the funeral, please log in to Musan. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading! Yi Xunshu's thin notch is mixed with different bodies