I just covet their strength

Chapter 322 Now I have a firm foothold

"It's going smoothly. If you call it a run-in, then it's going pretty smoothly. But no one can predict how it will perform before we actually step onto the battlefield."

Elorius tilted his head: "So we can win?"

"It will win."

Westhead waved his hand without hesitation:

"Because I came here to win again and again, there is no doubt about that. Don't worry, at most I will face difficult people. Since I started my journey, no opponent has ever been able to defeat me!"

Actually, there were some, but we managed to make a comeback in the end. If we extend the timeline, it would be equivalent to nothing!

The elf Loli's holy blue eyes sparkled as she stared at Westhead intently and carefully, holding her heart and saying:

"Ah, what a pity that I am still so weak and immature that I am not even qualified to go to the battlefield. If I grow up a little more, perhaps I can participate in this epic battle."

Upon hearing this, Fatizia immediately said, "Your Majesty! Don't do that!"

"Your current mission is to delve into the path of Taoism and master the [Rhythm of Ten Thousand Winds]. You don't need to worry about anything else, especially the battlefield. It's best not to get involved in it, at least before you become a legend."

The melancholy beauty looked anxious because she was afraid that Eloleus would lead the army in person and she would become an overseas student without realizing it.

Elorius had rarely seen his confidant so anxious, so he waved his hand and said:

"I know. I won't go. But if I stay at home and work alone, my cultivation will be too slow. I need to hear more stories, especially those magnificent and exciting heroic stories, to gain inspiration."

"But I can't leave this royal court. What should I do with my lack of inspiration?"

The elf loli's bright eyes stared straight at Westhead, her intention was extremely obvious, and Fatizia looked at him with a pitiful look for help.

Silence is better than words at this time.

Westhead lowered his eyes slightly. "If Your Excellency the Grand Tuner has no objection, I can share my own experiences and help you make progress on the path of resonance."

Assisting Airolus in mastering the [Law of All Winds] is not only an interaction that can enhance favorability, but also allows Airolus to master the mature [Law of All Winds] as soon as possible, and it also paves the way for future sharing.

It should be noted that the shared effect of [Granted by the Heart and Soul] is to completely copy the progress of the object. Mastering an entry-level expertise is not pleasant, and Westhead still prefers to get it for free.

Helping others is helping yourself!
"Just don't tell him!"

Unexpectedly, Eloleus winked slyly and said:
"Lord Ilevitt seems to be in control of everything in the royal court, but his intelligence channels are very limited. Hasn't Lord Amitren been captured by you? From what I see, she is completely obedient to you."

"If there are any other obstacles or hindrances, just take them down in one go, just like we did with Lord Amitar!"

The Wind Queen spoke in a rather brisk tone, clenching her pink fists and waving them vigorously.

No, with your status, is this what you should say? And do you really know how I won?

Well, she seems to really know.

Even with Westhead's great composure, he couldn't respond to Elorius' words immediately, but the silence only lasted for a short time.

"Anyone?"

The elf loli put her hands on her hips and said, "Anyone can do it! I have authorized you!"

Lord Qinghui smiled slightly: "With your words, I know what to do next. Don't worry, I will solve all obstacles."

Westhead then continued to sit in the pavilion for a while, and only said goodbye and left when it got dark.

As a trusted attendant of Queen Wind Law, Fatsia sent Westhead away with courtesy on behalf of Elorus.

The purple-haired trainer walked beside Westhead, her extremely vulgar figure exuding a lot of charm in every gesture. A rich fragrance mixed with the scent of lavender wafted into his nose, making it hard not to feel hot all over.

If it were just that, it would be fine. Westhead is not a silver demon. He can't control himself when he sees a beautiful woman who is so sexy and hates to be fucked. He has strong self-control and maintaining his elegant demeanor is not a problem.

However, the purple-haired elf beauty would glance at herself from time to time, and that beast-like gaze was like a lamb meeting a big bad wolf, full of fear.

Finally, in the long and quiet corridor, Fatícia spoke weakly:

"Lord Qing Qing Hui?"

"what's up?"

The elf beauty who covered her melancholy eyes with a veil paused, mustered up her courage and said:

"Well, although I am a member of the Tuners, I left the Grand Tuner's faction a long time ago. Now, I am only loyal to His Majesty Elorius, and I have absolutely no second thoughts! So please let me go, I am not ready to get pregnant yet."

"You didn't really believe Amitron's lies, did you?"

Only then did Westhead realize what Fatsia was afraid of. It turned out that she was frightened by Amitron's nonsense before. Moreover, he had just received permission from Eloleus to "do whatever he wants". Westhead could simply "violate" any elven lady in the royal court without restraint.

Fatizia trembled with fear because she was afraid that Westhead would target her and violently attack Hongru next.

Unfortunately, Westhead didn't really have this idea. Even if he wanted to choose a target, he would definitely start with the wavering neutrals or key figures of the Ilevit faction.

"Is she wrong?"

Fatícia shrank her graceful swan-like neck and said.

Westhead wanted to explain, but when his eyes met Fatizia's, he changed his mind.

She is such a plump and mature beauty, but her attitude is even softer than that of a little girl. It is hard to imagine that a high-level trainer would have such a personality. Is this a contrast? Then I have to bully her. Since she has taken the initiative to ask for it, it would be a bit rude not to obey.

Westhead raised the corner of his mouth slightly, grasped Fatizia's shoulders, and pressed the latter against the wall of the corridor.

The purple-haired elf's pointed ears stood up and her beautiful eyes widened. The rich fragrance coming from the man almost overwhelmed her and almost overwhelmed her reason. The action of hugging her chest not only failed to protect her, but also made her perfect body look even more exaggerated, with obvious curves and ripples.

"No, she is actually right. I cannot tolerate unstable factors around me. Even though you keep saying that you will be loyal to Queen Fenglu, as far as I know, you don't seem to have any leverage in the hands of Her Majesty the Queen, right? How can I trust that you will not betray me?"

What Westhead said was simply a complete fallacy. Why must there be evidence to prove loyalty? Even in the Qianlu Royal Court, where conspiracy is rife, this was a bit too much. This wasn't planting a spy!

Unfortunately, being stared at by the man's aggressive purple eyes, Fatsia couldn't say anything in rebuttal and could only stammer:
"I won't do that. I swear to be loyal to Your Majesty until death! This is the only thing that is absolutely beyond doubt!"

Westhead raised his eyebrows. "Oh, is that so? But I don't necessarily believe it. You heard what Elorius said, right? I have the right to clear all obstacles. If you are really as loyal as you say, then prove it to me."

"Mr. Qingqinghui, what do you mean?"

Westhead leaned close to Fatizia's face, his nose touching the latter's veil. He lifted the elf beauty's purple hair and let the hair slide through his fingertips.

"Among your former social circles, there should be many who are from the Great Tuner faction, right? Even if they are not, it doesn't matter. As long as they hold important positions in the royal court, it will be fine. Can your colleagues and sisters introduce them to me?"

The elven royal family is extremely female-dominated, with a huge disparity in the ratio of men to women. Even within the royal family, most male elves do not want to get along with the opposite sex of their own race.

This is also the reason why there are so many half-elves. More and more pure-blooded elves choose humans as their spouses. In a sense, this can also be said to be the influence of the enchanting attribute of [Emperor Qianlu]. The elves instinctively want to pursue more excitement, and their own kind can no longer satisfy them.

This was a great opportunity for Westhead to take an unconventional approach and combine the odd with the right! After all, his charm attribute had a very limited effect on people of the same sex, and at most it could only have an admiration bonus, so it was unlikely that he could make the other party submit to him wholeheartedly.

But for the opposite sex, it is like the hypnosis APP is activated.

It’s a pity that Elivette of the Groove isn’t a pretty elf girl, otherwise Westhead’s job would be much easier.

"Do you think this is a bit too much for some ladies?"

"Outrageous? You don't even know what true outrageousness means!"

Westhead's eyes were stern: "Then let's start with you."

Fatizia immediately turned pale and waved her hand:

"I understand! I'll do as you say!"

Under the tyranny of Lord Qinghui, Fatizia had no choice but to humiliate herself by becoming an accomplice to the evildoer. She used her connections to introduce her former colleagues to Westhead's bedroom one by one.

It was like some kind of contagious meme. It started with Fatsia's network, and then the network grew larger as more people joined.

Then, over the following period of time, some particularly erotic and ambiguous rumors gradually spread in the Central Royal Court.

The maids working inside the royal court lived in a side hall when Duke Qinghui was staying. During the days of preparation for war training, they saw more than once that their mistresses, who were either gorgeous, pure, or cold, walked into the side hall where Westhead was.

He often stayed alone with the human monarch from Qinghui Territory in the VIP room or bedroom, discussing all night long how to complete the coordination between the troops and prepare for the next battle of recovery.

What is puzzling is that the captains of these String Swordsmen, the elites of the Musical Mages, and the executives of the Royal Court all go in and out frequently. According to eyewitnesses, many people who entered for the first time and came out could not even walk steadily.

Even though they said they had determined Westhead's fighting ability after some competition, his disheveled appearance and the lazy and charming aura he exuded made it hard not to let people imagine things.

And there would be more than one guest each time, sometimes there would be more than a dozen guests visiting together, including graceful and charming elf ladies, pure and beautiful young ladies, and charming royal court ladies and knights. When discussing the details of preparation for war, they would go in and out of Westhead's palace more and more frequently.

Sometimes they would stay there all night for several days in a row, sometimes they would hold group meetings in the garden, or they might leave traces in the palace's late-night corridors and empty meeting halls.
However, later on, the rumors about Lord Qinghui gradually became less frequent. This was not to say that the erotic incidents in the side hall stopped, but that the maids who had originally spread the rumors began to never mention Lord Qinghui again.

Some elves who have been entering and leaving the royal court these days have discovered that the slender and graceful figures of these pretty maids have, for some reason, become more charming and mature.

Her originally delicate figure became even more plump and proud, exuding the charming charm of a newlywed wife, and her soft autumn eyes were full of gentle feelings.

Many black and white maid skirts that were originally dignified and elegant and covered the ankles began to gradually become cool and sexy. The conservative maid skirts turned into translucent hollow lace styles, and short skirts could not even perform their duty as coverings well.

The round, snow-white and slender legs were changed from simple suspender stockings to various types of hip-wrapped black stockings that could arouse men's sexual desires to the greatest extent, and pure and lovely lace long white stockings.

Even if someone who doesn't know the truth asks about it, these maids who are in charge of the grass-roots affairs of the royal court will keep their mouths shut or deal with it perfunctorily. It can be said that the confidentiality work is absolutely in place.

"Brother, you are really going too far. You are almost turning the royal court into your own private treasury."

In the bedroom of the side palace, Yulda complained to Westhead:
"It's like a dream back to the days of the imperial capital. No, even then it wasn't that exaggerated, right?"

At this time, Westhead was lying on a recliner. The person in his arms was not a royal court elf, but Miss Hecas, the first courtier to join Qinghui Territory. This witch lady, who exuded mature and charming charm, was sitting in the man's arms, licking the latter's cheek with an obsessive look.

Not only Hecas, but all the other witches of the Clear Ring who followed this trip were also summoned, but the red-haired witch couldn't help but take action first.

While dealing with Hecas's enthusiasm, Westhead said to his sister confidently:
"I just want a safe environment! What can I do wrong?!"

"That's right! My Lord is just using another form of conquest to ravage the royal court!"

Mavis supported Westhead's actions 120% and immediately stood on Westhead's side and responded:

"You have to know that we are now playing away from home, and our retreat is completely controlled by the Royal Court. In order to leave enough retreat routes, it is also very important to build a network of relationships within the Royal Court. At least now, isn't it very effective? We have already established a firm foothold in the Qianlu Royal Court."

Yuerda held her forehead and sighed: "You are really..."

But she didn't know how to refute it, because it was really true!

(End of this chapter)