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Chapter 130 I have always been the God of Pure Love
Oris finally couldn't hold back any longer. Before Westhead could even tell him all the details, he roared and drew his sword to chop him in the face.

Of course, no results were achieved, but it was recorded vividly by Yurta.

The subsequent development was a matter of course. Faced with complete evidence, Oris did not even dare to wait for the empire's verdict, and gave the position of city lord to Lady Golden Iris with a dead heart - this was his last act of stubbornness.

Afterwards, Madam Golden Iris sent her son to the imperial capital and announced that Baiyan City officially became a vassal of Qinghui Territory. The Kaituo Territory, which had not yet been formally upgraded, could indeed do so. After all, legally speaking, they were not considered to be the official territory of the empire. However, no one had ever done such a heaven-defying move.

Why don't you follow the righteous path of the Empire and lick the Branch of Prosperity? The upper limit of the latter is fixed. Do you still want to make progress?
But Mrs. Golden Iris did just that, and she was very decisive.

The reason is certainly not that his star power is revealed. He can only flatter his master. Have you read too many books?
On the contrary, Westhead felt that he was the one being taken advantage of.

"He is so smart that he didn't even hesitate. He is worthy of being the true master of this pioneer territory."

Westhead admitted that at the beginning he just wanted to vent his dark desires, and that Lord Qinghui had never shown any mercy to his identified enemies.

Not to mention that he also had an undisguised desire for Baiyan City.

Because once the great event that separates gods from mortals comes, the entire mortal world's order will collapse, and the empire itself will be in trouble, not to mention the development of border territories.

So Westhead doesn't have to worry about anything. He will annex all the development territories around Qinghui Territory. Whoever stands in his way will die!

But when Lady Golden Iris was getting along with Westhead, she keenly sensed something. Perhaps it was because of Lord Qinghui's immense self-confidence, or perhaps the information channels in the imperial capital gave her some revelation.

In short, the real lord of Baiyan City decisively knelt down and chose to bet all his wealth on Westhead. This courage surprised Duke Qinghui.

Good man, you have found the only way for your family to survive into the future.

Westhead was not a devil after all. Since Mrs. Golden Iris was so sensible and aware of the current affairs, he gladly accepted her loyalty.

"Doesn't this just prove that our Qinghui Territory is indeed thriving?"

Yulda was in a very happy mood. She had originally come to discuss the matter of rescuing the Qinghui slaves with the mentality of being blackmailed, but after staying for a few days, she managed to capture the entire Baiyan City without losing a single soldier.

I never thought of such a good thing even in my dreams!
However, Yulda's vision was obviously inferior to that of Westhead and Lady Golden Iris. She thought that Westhead really conquered Baiyan City by relying on his ability to hype.

Therefore, the blonde girl began to pound Westhead's thighs diligently, saying:

"As expected, strong desire is a virtue, brother. In the past, I always thought that you were wasting your time in the imperial capital, but I didn't expect that it could be used in this way. These past few days have really opened my eyes."

Yulda thought about her experience of watching from the sidelines during this period. Even though she had long been accustomed to her brother's romantic life, her delicate face couldn't help but blush.

"Don't take this as normal and ask me to do the same."

Seeing that his stupid sister seemed to be ready to make a move, Westhead immediately guessed that she wanted the head of the family to "work hard" so that Qinghuiling could get the vassal power for free.

You don't learn well, do you?!

"The success this time is purely because Oris is too young. If it were those old foxes in the imperial capital, they would not break the rules even if they were locked up in the mountains and forests by four big guys for three months to suffer the ultimate humiliation, let alone their entire family being raped." Westhead said lightly. Oris was actually an outlier among the imperial nobles.

How would ordinary imperial nobles deal with such a situation?

The answer is ecstasy. Westhead doesn't even need to do anything. They will take the initiative to send the sisters over, provide them with good food and drink, and reward them with generous gifts.

The only condition is that if they really have an heir, the child must remain in their family and not be given to the Qinghui family.

Are you kidding? This is an opportunity to use the Holy Spirit bloodline to improve genes. All dignity and face must give way to the family's genetic ascension!
The prosperity law of the [Holy Tree of Glory] has long distorted the entire aristocratic society into an extreme bloodlineist. As long as your bloodline is noble, you can do whatever you want and ignore all propriety, integrity, reason and morality.

Because this is what the sacred tree encourages: "many children and grandchildren" and "good eugenics". For the sake of "eternal prosperity", everyone should give everything they have and use their lives, beliefs and ideals to practice the will of the God-Ancestor.

".That's true."

After the excitement, Yurda regained her senses and sighed regretfully.

".And I don't like doing this either, so this time is an exception."

Westhead lowered his eyes and said slowly:

"If I try it once in a while, I can still consider it as a pastime, but if I really use it as a means, wouldn't I become a believer of the [Holy Tree of Glory]?"

The people of the Empire are proud to carry out the will of their God-Ancestor, but Westhead has the ambition to ascend to heaven, so how can he be controlled and influenced by the gods?

Westhead did not deny his desire for conquest and victory, and he also enjoyed the feeling of being loved, admired, feared, and attached. But relying on his lower body to accomplish this was somewhat unpresentable.

This unorthodox approach cannot be considered a great achievement. It is indeed necessary to produce results that can be publicized openly and make the people proud.

Do big things. Do big things. Do big things!
Westhead stood up, took a long breath and said:
"Well, the slave contracts of the Qinghui people should have been cancelled, and they have almost recovered. We can go back to Qinghui Territory. There are still a lot of things to do at the forward base."

Yurda: "I thought you would stay in it for a while. After all, if you stay with that ranger, you won't have the chance to steal someone else's love. Aren't you enjoying this process?"

She had long seen that Westhead would deliberately maintain a positive image in front of Myvana, so she said this.

"You are slandering me! How dare you insult my innocence out of thin air?!"

Westhead held his chest and said angrily:

"I have always been the God of Pure Love!"

Westhead is indeed a staunch god of pure love, believing that the fusion of souls and the harmony of spirits are the essence of love.

What? You said that humanoid self-propelled artillery is not qualified to talk about pure love?
Of course I am qualified! If I must say, how can pure doi not be considered pure love?

How can pure love be such an inconvenient thing! ?
(End of this chapter)