Southern States, City of Lopvan.

Maybe it's okay to call him Luopuwen now, but the city lord hasn't been called the emperor yet, so he hasn't changed his words.

He occupied more than half of the territory south of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, and it was only a matter of time before the remaining half fell.

The southern states have a long history, intertwined forces, and many grievances, and it would be no problem if only one or two city-states were united, but if you want all the remaining city-states to unite against Lopwen, it is far from the unity of the city-states in the Sadmir region.

Unless there is a man of great prestige and charisma who can unite the scattered city-states, their fate will only be shattered by Lopwen one by one.

Many people on the player forum said that Lopwen took advantage of the danger of others, just taking advantage of the mess left behind after the demon invasion, and the various city-states were suddenly in trouble.

Yes and no.

The mess left behind after the demon invasion can only be regarded as a fuse, but the so-called iron needs to be hard.

Lopwen was originally the most powerful mortal city in Dosu, and there was no one.

When the other city-states were fighting each other, putting their interests in front of the table, the people of Lopwen were angry and strong, and they did not rest on their laurels by the prosperity in front of them, and the ambition to dominate the world was deeply rooted in the hearts of each generation of city lords when Lopwen City was first founded.

This is why Lopwen has adopted a completely different parliamentary system from other city-states, which is closer to a constitutional monarchy in reality.

Because even the bloodline of the city lord of Luo Puwen cannot guarantee that every generation of city lord is the dragon and phoenix among people, and it is necessary to avoid the mediocre city lord ruining the ancestral foundation as much as possible.

Therefore, the law of Lopwen is perfect, and all forces are contained, don't say that the mediocre city lord, that is, without the city lord, Lopwen City can still operate on its own.

If it weren't for the rapid decline of the city-states without city lords on this continent, Lopwen would have become a federal system long ago.

After more than a dozen generations of unremitting efforts, Lopwen's strength is now unprecedentedly strong, and with the mess left by the demonic invasion, he can drive the iron cavalry to sweep through the surrounding city-states without any pressure.

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

What's more, he does have this talent.

As the sun sets, orange sunlight streams through the large floor-to-ceiling windows into the office of the City Lord's Mansion.

Julian Lopwen, the current lord of the city, is reviewing documents.

Since a complete reversal with the Council of Nobles, Julian took advantage of the sudden event of his ancestor's resurrection to seize the opportunity to turn around.

This allowed him to gain the support of the vast majority of the commoners and the support of the churches of Wauching and Tyre, plus the small and medium-sized nobles he had contacted beforehand, although he still could not compare with the real powerful nobles in terms of strength, and could not face the aristocratic council, but at least he took the first step, and the rest depended on his own means.

Before the attack, Julian lived a life of arrogance and lasciviousness, which he used as a disguise to let no one see what he was capable of.

However, after taking power, he became more and more aware of why his ancestors gradually dispersed their efforts instead of concentrating them in their own hands.

- Too tired!

He urgently needs a loyal leadership team that can help him deal with the matter, but this matter cannot be rushed in a hurry, and it needs to be cultivated slowly, and eventually completely replace the noble council, and firmly control the entire city of Lopwen, and the future of the Lopwen Empire.

He exhaled slowly, raised his body and stretched hard.

Sitting still for a long time felt like the bones were rusting, and they made a crisp clicking sound, which was very pleasant.

Picking up the black tea that had been cooled for a long time, the young city lord rubbed his temples and drank it, intending to rest for a while.

"Boss, are all the documents processed for today?"

The voice was made by the barbarian sitting on the couch in his office holding a barrel of wine, and he was the only person Julian trusted.

"Almost, I'm going to attend a banquet in the evening to meet some nobles."

The barbarian pouted, the barbarian liked the banquet very much, because there were many beautiful ladies and endless wine at the banquet, but the nobleman's banquet was more about hypocrisy and etiquette that were meaningless in the eyes of the barbarian.

Julian has now gained some real power, but it is not enough, he needs the support of more nobles, he needs more bargaining chips, so he must do a lot of interest exchanges with those hypocritical nobles in order to get what he wants.

As for whether he will unload the mill and kill the donkey when he really becomes the first emperor of Lopven in the future......

It's not obvious.

"Speaking of which, the Snowy Land has sent a letter to ask you to go back and take over as the leader, are you sure you won't go back?"

"Of course not."

The barbarian took a sip of wine:

"They all have bad intentions."

It is indeed ill-intentioned.

Although with the barbarian's IQ, it was difficult for him to understand what his intention was to call him back to be the leader, but he instinctively felt that the other party had bad intentions. But Julian is a good person, and when he thinks about it, he knows that the barbarian tribe in the snowy region wants to use his status as a bodyguard to make a puppet patriarch.

That's right, exactly who he used to be.

"Boss, you said that you can become an emperor in the future, and you will give me countless beauties and endless wine, so I won't go back to the snowy land, no one has ever treated me so well, I want to follow the boss for the rest of my life."

Julian smiled:

"You'll get your wish, my dear Thom."

Thom, the son of the patriarch of the snowy barbarian tribe who was ousted by his people, and Julian Lopwen, who was just a puppet by the people who were stripped of power.

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

Julian snapped his stiff fingers, intending to continue working on the rest of the papers, when there was a knock at the door.

"Lord of the Castle."

"Please come in."

The heavy mahogany door was pushed open, and a young woman of about fifteen or sixteen years of age entered the office, she first frowned and glanced at the red-faced savage, and then said in a calm tone:

"Lord of the City, the Church of Wauking has sent someone to meet with you individually and ask if you have time."

Julian looked at the thickness of the remaining documents:

"Call them for an hour."

"Yes."

With that, the man closed the door and left.

"I didn't expect the little girl who picked up from the beggar's nest to be so beautiful."

Thom the Barbarian lamented.

Julian, on the other hand, continued to bury his head in the papers, and said without raising his head:

"yes, it saves me a lot of trouble by making her a secretary."

The focus of the two is obviously not on the same channel.

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

"There's no hurry."

Julian's tone was as if he were talking about what to eat tonight:

"With her, I can pass on some information to those old guys, and after a while, the business at hand will be done, and it will be almost done."

A spy who knows well, instead of killing it directly, it is better to take advantage of it.

"Won't they see anything?"

Thom scratched his head in confusion, after all, for barbarians, conspiracies and the like were too far away for them.

- also too far from their IQ.

"As long as you pass on the information, even if you see it, you'll be fine."

Julian prefers intrigue to intrigue, the calculation that even if you knew it, you would have to jump into the pit.

Flipping through the papers, Julian saw a petition.

"The Sea Clan...... It's tricky. ”

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

Since Lopwen is a coastal city, he will definitely deal with these sea tribes. And because there are no territorial disputes and entanglements of interests, the relationship between them is not bad.

It's just that recently the Sea Clan has sent a group of envoys, and asking for help from Lopwen is a headache for Julian.

The Sea Clan didn't say exactly what they would ask for, they only said that they hoped that Lopwen would send some powerful adventurers.

Powerful adventurers do have them, such as the Magic Melody Guild that hangs under their name.

But Julian didn't want Magic Melody to continue to expand its influence, and it was not appropriate to send them to help the Sea Clan.

The most suitable person should be Thom, who is drinking in the office, but Thom doesn't know water, even if he is given equipment to breathe underwater, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced after entering the water, and he may die in the commission of the Sea Clan.

So now he can only play Tai Chi and use the procrastination trick to prevent the Sea Clan delegation from running to other cities to ask for help, because Luo Puwen needs to monopolize the transaction with the Sea Clan and does not want others to interfere.

To put it simply, you want benefits, but you don't want to pay any price.

Every time Julian reads this petition, he can't help but sigh why I don't have such a good hand as the Lord of Amen.

Since Yamen is an open player city in the closed beta, there are more adventurer masters in Yamen City, and more than half of the top 100 bosses in combat power are from Yamen City.

This matter can only be postponed for the time being, Julian is ready to send someone to quietly contact the light of the stars, although the last time he cooperated with them was a trick for the other party, but as long as there are common interests, hatred or anything is not a matter at all.

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

The sunlight hung even lower, and dark shadows passed through the oblique sunlight, creating a blurred shadow.

Even though it was impossible for the Lord's Mansion to hear it, Julian could hear the cheers of the ordinary people in the streets outside against the sky.

- Knights of the Wyvern.

That's one of Lopwen's ace troops, and today they're heading to the northern towns to wipe out the remnants of the Lionheart who are operating there.

I have to say that the two sons of the Lionheart King do have some tricks in tactical command, and their activities in the rear of Lopwen have largely restrained the pace of Lopwen's foreign invasion.

Not long ago, Julian and the Council of Nobles reached an agreement on this issue, and the Knights of the Wyvern were to carry out the orders of these big men.

Julian didn't even look back at the Wyvern Knights who skimmed through the sky, and a document in front of him read, 'Report on the Movement of the Dead Swamp outside of County Kodo'.

With a casual glance, Julian clumped the document up and tossed it into the paper basket.

The Knights of the Wyvern are indeed Lopwen's trump card, but they are not Julian's trump card, so ......

- There is no need to exist.

Resting on the side of his desk and supported by a wooden stand, this treasure that belonged to the lord of the castle shone like the city of Lopwen......