"The sun is shining brightly. I'm in a good mood."
In the early morning, when the sun shone on the valley, the town was gradually filled with the sounds of people. Leon walked out of the castle and stretched. The members of his independent team also walked out of the castle one after another. Everyone was full of energy. The adequate sleep last night had made them energetic. Even if they were asked to go into battle immediately, no one would frown.
Allen, who was walking behind Leon, shook his head. Of course this kid was in a good mood. After negotiating with Wigg all night last night, Leon had reaped a lot of benefits for himself. That's right, it was for himself, not for the family. The Smith family's compensation included the Blystin family's property, army, and people. The man's family, young and strong, would be incorporated into the army and become Leon's private army. The women and children would be sold, and all the profits would naturally belong to Leon. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Leon had already sold them to the Smith family. As for how the Smith family would deal with this group of people, he could not and did not want to care.
Even the men of Blystin's army and clan would only be pushed to the front lines as cannon fodder in the future. Especially the men of the clan, Leon did not expect them to be loyal to him. On the contrary, he believed that these people would be filled with resentment. Therefore, he used these people as cannon fodder. Even if some of them had good talents, to Leon, he did not lack talents.
In addition to Blystin's family business, the Smith family also paid the price for this operation. Although Wigg and Leon had fought for every inch of land at the negotiating table last night, in the end, Wigg's price was still enough to satisfy Leon. In addition to paying Leon an elite army of about a hundred men, the Smith family also included money, equipment, production lines, and compensation for two small towns.
These things were a huge sum of money, but the Smith family could still afford it. Wigg could even use his own private property to pay off this debt.
With these things, Leon's personal strength would advance by leaps and bounds. He had ruthlessly extorted Wigg, and he would struggle for at least five years less.
Leon hooked his arm around Allen's and said proudly, "You know what, brother? The best investment I made in my life was to get to know you. "
Allen smiled without saying a word.
Behind the floor-to-ceiling window of the castle, Wigg watched as the airships took off before saying to the secretary, who had a supermodel's figure, "Call Big Brother for me."
On this day, the Smith Family used their own channels to announce the matter of their family dealing with Leon Mogo. When this news spread, it immediately caused an uproar on the surface. People were shocked that the Smith family would do such a thing. They were even more shocked at what kind of power forced them to expose their shameful deeds.
In any case, Leon's name was remembered by everyone for the first time.
This was a secluded manor.
There was a calm lake in front of the manor. A few yellow leaves floated on the surface of the lake. The lake rippled gently, pushing the yellow leaves further and further away.
The grass on the lake extended forward, covering the land at the foot of the snowy mountain. In front of it was a private manor. The black iron gate of the manor was tightly shut. On both sides of the iron gate were the letters S and H, which were the English abbreviations of the Smith family. On both sides of the iron gate, there was a wall extending to the left and right. The walls were occupied by creepers, making them look like two walls of trees.
Behind the wall was a garden, and behind the garden was a plaza. There was a fountain in the plaza, and a few flying cars were parked in a garage beside it. In front of the plaza was a main building. The architectural style of the main building was very classical, and people would only feel tranquility here.
However, the calmness of this place was only on the surface. When a faint howl sounded in the sky, the hidden sentries in the manor were crowded with people. However, these guards quickly received the news and returned to their respective posts. Not long after, a small airship landed on the surface of the lake. As the lake surged, the airship glided forward and finally landed on the lawn.
A deck descended and someone came down from it. The one walking at the front was Capullo. The old lion bit his cigar, his uniform straight, and a fox fur cloak draped over his shoulders. His originally majestic figure became even more burly.
Capullo strode off the airship. Behind him was the marshal's chief secretary and two guards. That was all Capullo had brought with him.
As Capullo walked towards the manor, the two black iron gates of the manor opened. Then a scooter drove out of the manor. A butler jumped out of the car and placed his hand on his chest. He bowed forward and said, "Welcome to the Smith Clan, Marshal Capullo."
"Cut the crap. Where's Randy?" Capullo took off his cigar and looked like he was questioning him.
The butler said calmly, "The Patriarch is playing golf at the back. Please follow me, Marshal."
He snapped his fingers, and another electromagnetic scooter drove out. Capullo snorted and rode with the butler, while the secretary and the guard boarded another electromagnetic car. Two electromagnetic cars drove into the manor and quietly but quickly went deeper along the manor road.
They passed through the garden, the square, and bypassed the main building. Behind them was an open field, a well-manicured lawn, and even an artificial lake. There were poles on the lawn, and one could see someone swinging and playing in the distance. There was also a sunshade beside them.
The two electromagnetic cars arrived under the awning. The butler asked Capullo to wait for a moment and went to inform Randy, who was playing golf. The Smith family's patriarch, who had been fighting outside for many years, put down his club and came to the sunshade with a smile on his face. "I had nothing to do. I remembered a sport that people in the old times were fond of and had this lawn repaired. Marshal Capullo, would you like to give it a try? "
Capullo spat out a smoke ring. "I don't have Mr. Randy's leisure. What's going on with the news you released today? Why didn't I know you were going to do this to the Williams? "
Randy said indifferently, "Marshal Capullo, we are just your financiers. We don't have to get your consent for everything." Of course, our starting point is definitely for your sake. If we succeed, you will get the Williams' secret help in the negotiations the day after tomorrow. "
"But you failed!" Capullo shouted, "And because of this, I have no face left. You'll all think that I planned this. At least, I was involved. Now that you're announcing this in the name of your family, it's just a way for me to shirk responsibility. "
Randy smiled and said, "Marshal Capullo, is the thoughts of outsiders that important?" History has always been written by the victors, and these victors may not be as tall as they are written in the history books. "So you see, it's not a big deal to have a little bit of the necessary means. Besides, politics has nothing to do with the words justice and light. I don't think you need to care too much about this."
"Make it clear that I'm the one negotiating with the Federation the day after tomorrow, not you. Now, because of this matter, the Federation will receive more support. And although my people won't say anything on the surface, who can guarantee that they won't have some ideas? " Capullo said in a low voice, "Originally, all of this could have been avoided. If you had told me earlier, I would have told you to give up this plan. One Williams won't be able to change anything on that occasion. "
"There are only a few people who can truly decide the fate of this planet. Why are you doing so many unnecessary things!"
At this moment, the butler brought over a few cups of black tea. Randy picked up a cup and took a sip. "So you actually have to come personally for this, Marshal? I don't think you need to be so angry. Even if there is such a thing, the negotiations the day after tomorrow may not be disadvantageous to you. Or rather, it won't necessarily be more advantageous to you in negotiations without such a thing. "
"No, Mr. Randy. I'm not here today to discuss the pros and cons of this matter with you. I just want to tell you that we're all in the same boat now. I think you should respect me as a collaborator. It feels terrible to be kept in the dark. At the same time, I don't feel your sincerity. "
Capullo stood up and said, "After the negotiations with the Federation are over, I think it's necessary to adjust the mode of cooperation between us."
Marshal Capullo was about to leave when Randy said, "Marshal Capullo, we are businessmen. Businessmen don't invest their entire business in a single project, don't you think? "
Capullo turned around and said, "I'm not a businessman, but I know. It's hard for you to find a big project to invest in now, unless you want to look for opportunities to work with the Light Concealment Society or the Federation. Believe me, working with them will be as pleasant as working with me. "
Then he took the man into the car and left the lawn.
Randy shook his teacup and said, "Who says he's just a lion? He can also be a fox."
Capullo didn't hear this evaluation. When he returned to the airship, his anger and dissatisfaction had disappeared. He sat down calmly and the secretary reminded him, "Marshal, there was another invitation three minutes ago."
Capullo said "Yes" and said, "Reply to them for me. I'll go meet them now."
The flying ship took off, but it didn't head for the Holy Helm Castle. Instead, it headed in another direction.
The flames in the fireplace rose, and the smoke from the burning firewood was continuously taken away by the smokers on both sides of the fireplace, preventing it from spreading into the room. Therefore, the room was warm, but there was no suffocating smoke in it.
Rather than a room, it was more like a hall. Because its area was so vast, so astonishing. The ground was covered with a red carpet, and four columns supported an arched dome. The dome was pasted with stained glass to depict a war scroll between an angel and a demon. Behind it, a light lit up. The built-in lights illuminated the hall and the dome paintings.
In the middle of the hall, there was a round table with four chairs. The back of the chair was a red velvet cushion, which was both comfortable and beautiful. At this moment, there were two people sitting in the chair. One of them was younger, looking only in his thirties. The other was already old, and his skin was surprisingly dotted with age spots.
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