I just covet their strength

Chapter 301 I am a suspicious and cautious person

The remnants of Emperor Qianlu. Can this be explained?

Upon hearing this, Elena's eyes widened instinctively, wanting to remind Westhead to keep the matter secret. We demon researchers believe in playing dumb. Even if you know that a certain demon is the shadow of a certain god, you must keep your mouth shut. This is a topic that cannot be touched!
But he swallowed the words back as soon as they came to his throat.

Yes, in today's world, people are no longer afraid of offending the gods. The country of order is almost unable to protect itself, and a special arbitration tribunal no longer has the ability to enforce the law across borders.

The black-haired witch nodded and said, "Yes, we have mostly guessed it."

Who among those who study demonology doesn't know that [Emperor Qianlu] is the world's number one demon producer? But I don't know what this great being is doing, and the shadows of the gods emerge one after another.

"These demons were suppressed by the seal of [Emperor Qianlu]. Now that the seal has loosened, they are naturally freed and no longer need to maintain the contract with mortals. Now think about it, it will not be long before the Qianlu Royal Court will be in chaos."

Westhead smiled thoughtfully, then shook his head and looked at Elena:
"So, the [Ring of Clear Sky] has currently cut off all sources of demonic power except for me?"

Seeing this, the witch lady with long raven black hair sighed, stood up, and bowed solemnly to Westhead:

"Yes, that's why I'm seeking your help. Please share this contract with the rest of us. For this, [Ring of Sunshine] is willing to submit to the Qinghui Territory and obey your jurisdiction."

Westhead raised his eyebrows and said:
"You actually surrendered directly? Without even discussing the conditions?"

Elena smiled bitterly:
"I have no room for bargaining, because without a stable supply of demonic power, the witch's profession is meaningless. I can't even maintain the power to protect myself. The collapse of the [Ring of Clear Sky] is also in a moment."

In fact, Elena didn't need to be so pessimistic. According to the original world line of "Poem of Destiny", "Ring of Clear Sky" only experienced some pains in the early stages, but soon stabilized and gradually developed into a hegemon of the border area in the troubled times.

However, the witches did not have a behemoth like Qinghui Lord by their side at that time. It would be unwise to take risks in front of a proven reliable channel like the Lord of Juexie.

After receiving the authority of the contract from Evening Prayer, Westhead was sure that this day would come, and now it was just a matter of collecting the predetermined spoils.

"Okay, I agree."

In Elaina's uneasy eyes, Westhead nodded slightly and said:

"In the past, [Ring of Sunshine] has established a very deep historical friendship with Qinghui Territory. The olive branch I extend to you is always sincere, whether in the past, present or future, and will never change because of changes in circumstances."

The man with black hair and purple eyes also stood up and extended his hand to Elena:
"Come on, I can establish the link inside you right now."

Upon hearing this, the black-haired witch lady carefully placed her jade hand on Westhead's warm palm, which was grabbed by the latter.

"Buzz, buzz—"

A slight roar seemed to echo in the skull, and the demonic veins were infected by a strange demonic power. Elena tried her best to suppress the feeling of rejection, unconsciously shrinking her neck, closing her eyes, clenching her teeth, and letting the contract cover her.

After a while, Westhead let go of his hand, and Elena, who was sweating profusely, could carefully sense the changes in her body.

Miss Witch sighed sincerely:
"The one you have contracted with this pure demonic power is indeed a great demon, the Lord of Absolute Extinction. I have never heard of His name."

Westhead smiled and said, "Now you know. You can even praise Him. Although He is also the shadow of God, He is a very great and merciful existence."

All kidding aside, after experiencing the battle of Vespers over and over again in his mental space, Westhead's recognition of the latter grew day by day.

Although Westhead still hasn't developed much love to this day, his admiration and respect are full.

It is indeed unwise to have feelings for the devil.

Elaina wanted to advise Westhead in this way, but then she changed her mind and felt that she was not qualified to give orders to a demon researcher who was obviously more advanced.

So the witch leader turned to business:
"The other people from the Sunny Ring."

"For those who don't have a contract yet, you can come to me. I will accept everyone. After that, you should all try to move the main body of the [Ring of Sunshine] to Su Yue. I have reserved enough space for you to use. If you need anything, you can tell me."

"Understood. The city-states controlled and influenced by the Ring of Sunshine will be handed over to your court for management later."

Elena had no objection to this. Since she was going to submit to Qinghui Territory, she had to be thorough. The only contract link was in Westhead's hands, so there was no need to leave a way out.

The current size, influence and dominance of Qinghui Territory are far beyond the power of [Ring of Clear Sky].

However, Elena acted so well that Westhead would still smile back:

"Today I plan to hold a grand celebration in the Holy Land to celebrate the rise and development of Qinghui Territory over the past period of time. All of Suyue's confidants will be there, and Hecas and the others will also come."

"Since the other sisters are here, I have no reason to refuse."

Elena stared at Westhead's dreamy face that seemed to have appeared from a fairy tale, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Lord Qinghui, what you said is different from what was rumored? Now that I think about it, that absurd thing should be a rumor!"

Westhead: "What rumors?"

Elena used her slender fingers to push the hair away from her ears and smiled:

"It is said that you will indiscriminately attack the beautiful women around you. Your trusted subordinates and allies are all the exclusive delicacies of Lord Qinghui."

Lord Qinghui stroked his chin and nodded, "Oh, this is not a rumor, it is generally correct."

"Ok?"

Elena's smile froze for a moment, and she stared at the man in front of her with her beautiful eyes wide open.

Westhead explained calmly:

"Because I am a suspicious and cautious person, it is necessary to establish a deeper and closer relationship. For now, subordinates who have been completely conquered by me are more trustworthy."

The head of a certain clan of the Bright Forest, the [Branch of Prosperity] of the Empire, the Knight King of Yonglan still has the mindset of a true strong man in his bones.

He doesn't have any discrimination against men, he just feels that complete loyalty cannot be guaranteed. If loyalty is not absolute, then it is absolutely disloyal!

The greatest benefit Westhead has ever tasted is using his charm to get things for free. He has already developed a path dependence on it, and those who have been completely conquered by him are all devoted to him!

Don’t ask! The only thing I need to ask is the confidence that [Super Charisma], [Flawless Face], and [Clear Radiance] bring me!
Just as Yulda said, there are too many parents in Westhead!
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Elena's heart, which had been relieved, began to hang in the air again, and she took a half step back without leaving a trace.

Westhead noticed this little action and said with a smile:
"What are you afraid of? Don't worry, I never use coercion, so you don't have to worry about that." To be honest, even if Westhead was 99% wrong in playing with people's feelings, weren't the pretty girls who took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms 1% wrong? !

The black-haired witch's eyes were already somewhat unfriendly, and she lowered her eyelids slightly and said:

".Can this be understood as your respect for us? I wonder if you still need the help of the Ring of Sunshine with your current prestige and power? As long as you wave your hand, there will be a lot of spellcasting organizations willing to join you. They are much better than us country witches who study unorthodox methods on our own."

"Of course it is necessary, and it is very important."

Westhead said quickly:

"You are the ones who know the demons that are wreaking havoc in the Qianlu Royal Court best. Even if the connection is broken, the relationship is still there. Let's take a step back. With the remnants of the contract, it is reasonable for you to develop some countermeasures."

Irena was stunned: "Lord Qinghui, are you planning to fight the demons in Qianlu Royal Court?"

"It's not like we have to fight against them, but we have to take precautions, right? The unlimited God's Shadow is already a threat to my cause."

What is super interventionism? They don't care much about their own territory, but love to interfere in other countries' affairs, right? Speaking of which, it is already very abstract that a [Branch of Prosperity] from the Empire can become the Knight King in the Kingdom of Eternal Mist.

Are you the Knight of Yonglan or the Lord of Qinghui? ?

Westhead asked directly: "Can it be done?"

Irena took a deep breath. After accepting the power of the Lord of Absolute Extinction, she had no choice but to serve under Lord Qinghui.

So the answer is inevitable:

".We can only do our best to research, but we cannot guarantee that we can produce results that will satisfy you."

"Ha, it doesn't matter. Even being a consultant would be good."

Westhead didn't have absolute expectations, he was just used to being fully prepared for everything.

Clapping his hands, Lord Qinghui began to instruct the maids to prepare for the dinner.

Seeing this, Elena also bowed and left, carefully digesting the information of this conversation.

Evening soon fell, but the night in the holy land was no darker than the day, because this was Qinghui Territory.

It is the place in the entire mortal world that is closest to the image of the "moon", and even a holy spirit in charge of "beauty" was born here.

The bright and clear light shines softly, casting a hazy glow on the shallow lake, woods, lotus pond and lawn. Under this light silver filter, the already picturesque holy land becomes even more incredibly beautiful, like a dream.

On the soft lawn, all preparations for the banquet have been completed. The carpeted tables and chairs are filled with fine wine and delicious food, and there are various open-air bars and reclining sofas around.

The close associates who were invited to the banquet during the solemn month gradually arrived. Westhead did not brag. Looking around, it was indeed a place of singing and dancing. From the attendants to the courtiers, there was not even a mediocre beauty to be found.

If you don't know, you might think that the emperor invited his concubines to a party.

Ah, so it's really a harem group? That's fine.

As the only male at the dinner, Westhead was not disturbed. He behaved very ascetic, dignified and serious at this moment.

He was sitting cross-legged on a smooth, warm spring stone, with his face slightly tilted up to absorb the moonlight.

Although Westhead has hardly ever used his ancestor's Ninghui, his fighting style is completely patchwork, and except for his face, there is no sign of him having Qinghui bloodline.

Moreover, their daily words and actions are more like those of the Yonglan people than the Jiaojie people.

But we cannot deny the purity of Westhead’s bloodline as Duke Qinghui just because of the abnormal cultural concepts!
Even though the [Granted by the Heart and Soul] brought him all kinds of messy talents, its essence was created out of nothing and would not pollute his bloodline.

Therefore, Westhead felt incomparable comfort under the bright light, and the cool and purifying feeling spread throughout his limbs and bones, which made him extremely benefited.

Just as Lord Qinghui was enjoying a rare moonlight bath, a soft embrace came from behind, accompanied by a faint fragrance. It first hugged his waist, and then flexibly got into his arms:
"Wuwu. Weiss, Weiss. Please forgive me. I won't dare to do it again."

When he opened his eyes, he could see the beautiful and pitiful expression of his own Holy Spirit Ancestor. What could Westhead do? He could only sigh and say:

"I wasn't that angry in the first place. I took your forgetfulness into consideration. No one can restrict you except me. I know that."

The Bright Holy Spirit nodded quickly and immediately started to blame others:

"That's right, that's right! It's because those maids said some weird things to me that I became more and more arrogant. I didn't mean to look down on you. I was designed to be more modest and weak."

He looked so cautious and pitiful, as if Westhead was his ancestor.

Are you trying to learn how to talk like me?
"It is a mistake to attribute your arrogance to the flattery of those below you, but never mind you, it was essentially my inconsiderateness."

Westhead said seriously, but finally raised it high and put it down gently.

Even though the Pure Holy Spirit has lived for such a long time, her mind is still too low. Well, it should be said that she is too holy.

The number of people the white-haired girl has spoken to over the past thousands of years can be counted on one hand. Since being rescued by Westhead, the intensity of her social interactions has increased thousands of times. Apart from the current Duke Qinghui, it goes without saying that other bright people's worship and flattery of the Holy Spirit Ancestor can easily lead the white-haired ancestor astray.

Now that he has admitted his mistake so sincerely, Westhead will not impose excessive punishment.

He stood up holding the Bright Holy Spirit that was hanging on him like a koala, and walked to the half-elf maid who had just come over and was standing there waiting for him.

"Rozana, the book I asked you to bring"

"Here, Lord Qinghui."

The half-elf maid with emerald green hair and a slutty figure woke up from her trance, and quickly took out a thick book and handed it to Westhead.

The heavy black and gold books were embossed with the words of the royal court.

Song of the Ensemble of Music

(End of this chapter)