Compared with Jía's confidence, Joseph's mood was gloomy.
His Chamber of Commerce was constantly being squeezed out by the Joint Chamber of Commerce represented by the Custer Family. The Mellon Family's temporary defection, coupled with Jía's suppression, the Dark Moon Estate left him less and less room for development. Not only that, on the Red Spirit Estate side, he was also almost unable to resist Kanita's various means. These means should be instructed by his father, Josh. It was obviously a punishment for him to keep it a secret from the capital.
The bad situation both internally and externally made Joseph unable to eat and sleep well. If this continued, the foundation that he had painstakingly built for many years would become weaker and weaker. It would collapse sooner or later. Now, the only hope to turn things around was the plan of his ally, "Aguile".
Joseph had already stimulated the conflict with Jía step by step according to "Aguile"'s plan. He even deliberately showed a posture of being forced to the edge of the cliff. This also made many small families who saw the bad situation imitate the Mellon Family and began to express goodwill to Princess Royal openly and secretly.
Of course, Joseph's real foundation accumulated over the years was far from this level. If he was determined to fight a protracted war with Jía, he could at least persist for 10 years. However, this passive situation of a dying struggle was obviously not what Joseph was willing to see. Not only did he have to survive this difficulty, but he also had to turn things around.
The problem was that the Cloak Gang still had no movement so far.
Did I get fooled? Was I used by "Aguile"?
However, after thinking about it, "Aguile", whose real identity was the heir of the Beelzebub Royal Family, had no reason to watch the Dark Moon's power completely fall into the control of Jía. As the other party said, the Dark Moon was the most important foundation for the revival of the Beelzebub Royal Family. The previous series of plans were for this purpose. And he, Joseph, the future Red Spirit Lord, was the unique spokesperson.
At this time, Royce came to report that the Cloak Gang began to gradually gather the funds of the night market and arena. They seemed to be making some moves. Joseph was meticulous, and he wasn't a character who could easily trust people. Considering Vasasha's past, "Aguile"'s plan wasn't disclosed to Royce, in case there was a mistake.
Now that he heard Royce's report, Joseph had no doubt in his heart as if he had put down a big stone hanging over his head- "Aguile" has really started to take action. Next, I only need to follow the plan step by step to build momentum. Finally, I will take a gamble with Jía to truly control the Dark Moon.
By then, it didn't matter even if the Red Spirit Estate temporarily lost its foothold because the ally still had a series of follow-up measures against his father, Josh. Plus the capital's Regent Obsidian's praise, defeating his father and brother and ascending to the throne of the Red Spirit Estate Lord was not a dream.
Joseph, who had regained his composure, finally revealed a rare smile. He felt that the gloominess in his heart had been swept away. He began to instruct Royce to arrange everything and prepare for the next regular meeting. It was just that he didn't know that Royce was the spy arranged by "Aguile" around him a long time ago. As for Vasasha, she had long been Royce's real wife.
Chen Rui's plan was actually to let Joseph dig a pit and jump into it himself. Now that the pit had been gradually dug, he was waiting for Joseph to make a difficult move to jump into it willingly.
Fallen Angel Capital.
The lords' meeting finally came to an end. After the lords returned to the estate to prepare the funds, Obsidian convened the capital's families to hold a similar meeting. The elder families had long known some inside information about "Charles". They had guessed that this kind of fundraising was related to the benefits brought by the mysterious human. It would definitely be a big deal with no loss.
Although the failure to bribe "Charles" would cause the majority of the benefits to be occupied by Regent Obsidian, it was a pretty good result to be able to share the benefits equally now. Everyone could get a generous share of the profits. With the response of the elder families, Obsidian once again raised a huge sum of money. Of course, the biggest "shareholder" was the regent himself.
As time passed day by day, the funds of the estate and the family had all been collected and concentrated. This was a terrifying astronomical figure. The person who owned this money could truly be worthy of the words "rich as a country". Even Obsidian couldn't help but be tempted.
However, what Royal Highness Regent wanted was not only wealth but also power and more things. Although this amount of money was astonishingly huge, it was only a small amount compared with the future profits.
As a person in power, he couldn't be confused by the immediate interests. He had to look further.
Ally "Charles" should also be such a person. As the illegitimate son of the royal family with the [Body of Light Blessing], he took the risk to come to the Demon Realm for the sake of a great cause. This was a great courage in itself. Regardless of whether "Charles"'s succession plan in the human world could succeed or not, this cooperation would bring unparalleled benefits to Obsidian and the Fallen Angel Empire controlled by him.
What's more, both parties had signed an equality contract, so it was foolproof.
In Obsidian's eagerness, more than a month later, the figure of "Charles" finally appeared at the gate of the palace. Obsidian was overjoyed when he heard the news. He hurriedly went out of the palace to welcome his ally in person and welcomed him all the way into the hall.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I'm a few days late due to some special reasons." Chen Rui smiled and bowed.
"It's okay!" Obsidian nodded and returned the salute. The 2 were now in the "honeymoon period" of alliance cooperation, so there was no need to be too polite.
"Your Highness, how is the fundraising going?"
"It has all been in place, and it has greatly exceeded the expected part. My ally is fortunate to not fail his mission." Obsidian casually said politely, but his tone was slightly complacent. With so many funds and so many sources, it was really not easy to count and gather them all in such a short time. It took a lot of effort.
"Your Highness' efficiency is really admirable." Chen Rui exclaimed, "I'm also fortunate to not fail my mission and bring a precious gift to Your Highness."
Obsidian was originally waiting for him to say this. When he saw Chen Rui take out a box, his eyes lit up. He took it and opened it. Sure enough, a bottle of black potion was lying quietly inside. The delicate nameplate next to it was engraved with the words "longevity potion".
A faint light appeared in Obsidian's eyes. He opened the cork and smelled it. He felt a strange sense of vitality seeping into his heart as if he was 10 years younger at this moment.
Yes, this must be a longevity potion! Obsidian suppressed the excitement in his heart. This time, he would never waste this bottle of precious potion that could prolong life like the last time he treated the Super Resurrection Potion. For him, who was already in his twilight years, for the Demon Realm where the black potion had been lost for many years, this was something that could not be bought with any money.
"This bottle is the longevity potion that my teacher has newly formulated. The purity is 100%!"
"It is 100% again! That Grandmaster Sun Simiao really has unfathomable skills! " Obsidian exclaimed sincerely. A type of black potion could only be taken once in a lifetime. Naturally, the higher the purity, the rarer it was. This meant that after taking the longevity potion, his lifespan could be maximized.
"Even a grand master like my teacher has experienced many failures and spent a lot of effort and financial resources to produce such a high-level super black potion, but he finally succeeded. This is equivalent to adding the most important weight to our balance … Your Highness, since you have opened the cork, you'd better take it immediately. Otherwise, the potion's efficacy will decline after a long time. It just so happens that I'm here. If there are any abnormalities, you can also catch me, the liar, and punish me severely. "
This sentence was actually … the truth, but sometimes, the truer it was, the less people believed it.
"Honest, reliable, and quite a sense of humor. Charles, you are such a man. No wonder the capital's most beautiful devil's snare flower has been a little distracted after you left. It turns out that she was cheated by a liar. " Obsidian made a joke, looked at the potion bottle in his hand, pondered a little, and finally raised his head to drink it.
After a while, Obsidian's half-squinted eyes slowly opened. There was a strong surprise in his purple pupils. At his level of power, he already had a certain perception of his lifespan. Now, he could clearly feel the subtle changes in his body's functions. Many of his old injuries seemed to have automatically healed. More importantly … was the strange feeling that his life had been extended. It had been extended by at least 200 years. Then it means that I can control the Fallen Angel Empire for another 200 years! Power is an addictive thing. Once you hold it, you never want to let it go.
It was just that Obsidian didn't think that if everything was lost, even if he added another 20,000 years, so what?
"It is worthy of being a super longevity potion with 100% purity! Once this potion appears in the Demon Realm, it will definitely make everyone crazy! " Originally, Obsidian thought that the amount of money raised was too large to shake the entire empire, but now he felt that it seemed a little small. With this ultimate super potion, there was almost no risk. No matter how big the investment was, it was definitely worth it.
"Seeing Your Highness' current appearance, it seems that I don't have to worry about going to the secret prison as a guest anymore." Chen Rui was confident of Obsidian's reaction, and he said with a calm smile.
"Charles, maybe our cooperation will be the luckiest thing for each other. As long as the plan is successful, we will be temporarily recorded in the history of our respective races and be passed down through the ages. I firmly believe that this day is not far away. " Obsidian's entire mental appearance seemed to have changed qualitatively. He had an unprecedented spirit.
Chen Rui smiled on the surface, but he secretly complained in his heart: It's not the biggest "luck", but the biggest "misfortune". Of course, it's for you. Moreover … it should be the bottle of longevity potion that will be recorded in the history. Although the value of some things can't be measured by money alone, this should be the most expensive bottle of black potion in the history of the Demon Realm …
He knew very well in his heart that the source of Obsidian's enthusiasm was the naked relationship of mutual exploitation between the 2 sides. The reason why "Charles" changed from a prisoner to a guest of honor was precisely because of benefits.
Now that the interests of the 2 had been "tied" together, they were bound together for good or bad, so Obsidian also hoped that his ally could succeed and become a long-term source of supply of black potions. Otherwise, he wouldn't care about the success or failure of "Charles".
"Of course." Chen Rui smiled slightly, "There is also a piece of news that should be good. The reason why I came a few days late this time is actually to follow my teacher to visit a close friend of his, the mechanic grand master. The grand master expressed considerable interest in a certain 'disobedient' artifact. "
Hearing this "good news", Obsidian's ears suddenly perked up: Mechanic grand master? Is today really a lucky day? Even the Sword of Fallen Angel that has been a headache has hope to solve it?
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