I just covet their strength

Chapter 323 One dares to speak and the other dares to believe

Thanks to Westhead's meticulous work during this period, the Qinghui Legion's situation in the Central Royal Court has become very good. It can even be said that Duke Qinghui has achieved a pivotal position and influence in the Central Royal Court solely by relying on his own hype ability.

In the elven royal family where yin is too dominant and yang is weak, dozens or nearly a hundred elven noble ladies who hold important positions naturally fell under the Qinghui Succubus and became the latter's fermented bean curd, standing firmly on the side of Westhead - even butter would not dare to adopt such a grand occasion easily. It can only be said that in this idealistic world, you should leave your extraordinary attributes alone.

Westhead smiled:
"Well, to be honest, although there are reasons for this, these are just entertainment during the waiting period. They are useful, but not particularly useful. After all, to fight for the right to speak within the royal court, it ultimately depends on military merit."

"Only through real military achievements can one gain true status."

Although a lot of people were recruited from the enemy's camps and factions, the effect was really not that great, especially for the Grand Tuner. It was just a few fewer fence-sitters. The real core strength of Ilevitt, the elite tuners, did not make any moves.

Duke Qinghui put a lot of effort into laying the foundation and exerting great efforts, but the result was only to poach dozens of nobles from the royal court, as well as a few insignificant military officers on the periphery. It's not that there are only so many female elves in the royal court, but it is impossible for those in higher positions to go to Duke Qinghui's bedroom alone.

"Now that we have established a stronghold inside the Royal Court, the next step is to fight the demons. Only by winning consecutive victories can we gain the Royal Court's trust, and then gradually bring in Leixia and the others."

What will happen after the three giants come together? There is no need to think about it. Westhead only needs to unite with the Queen of Wind Law to basically compete with the Grand Tuner faction in terms of hard power.

"Elena, I heard that you have achieved some research results?"

After dealing with Hecas' wet kiss, Westhead asked the witch speaker of the Ring of Sunshine who was standing nearby. This elegant and dignified witch lady with raven-black hair seemed to be unable to stand her master's decadent lifestyle. She kept biting her cherry lips and rubbing her legs tightly together under her black gauze skirt.

After hearing Westhead's question, Elena heaved a sigh of relief, pressed the collar of her pure white dress, and said:
"Well, after arriving at the Qianlu Royal Court, we used your connections to obtain some information from the Royal Court. After analysis, we roughly recognized several demons that are now wreaking havoc in the Land of Luyin. With our past experience of dealing with them, it is not difficult to weave the corresponding hedging spells."

"But unfortunately, the demon we are dealing with right now, the Lord of Blight, is something that Qinghuan has not come into contact with, let alone understood, so it will be difficult for me to help in the future."

Westhead lifted the red-haired witch's hair, feeling the soft touch sliding down from his fingertips, and said:

"It doesn't matter. It's enough for the most critical few great demons to be able to counterattack, [Lord of Decline]. Humph, in the filthy shadow of [Emperor Qianlu], there are also many things to make up the numbers. There is a gap between demons!"

A little devil whose name he had never heard of was most likely just occupying the node of the [Thousand Laws Code] and committing crimes there.

It's enough to just bully the locals. Without a restraining buff, Westhead's [Shadow Life] is not at all disadvantageous.

"The Qinghui Guards and the Xianyin Swordsmen have almost gotten along well. In fact, they can go out now. However, we are still guests, so we have to wait for the notification from the Grand Tuner."

Hearing this, Hecas's charming deep purple eyes sparkled as she stared at Westhead:

"Then Lord Qinghui, you should have plenty of time before this, right? We still have some ritual structures that we need to discuss with you, is that okay?"

Westhead raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's really important. It's related to the battle with the Shadow of the God. We must discuss it thoroughly!"

Lord Qinghui waved his hand:
"If you don't understand something, let's discuss and learn together, so that we can pool our wisdom."

As soon as he finished speaking, the witches of the Clear Ring, who had been unable to contain themselves, joined the study group one after another.

"Brother, we still have to patrol the camp, so we're leaving now. Remember not to play too hard."

Seeing this, Yulda did not stay, but sighed and dragged the interested Mephis away.

If the monarch indulges in lust during the day and does not do his job, then as a trusted minister, you should fulfill your duties and help the monarch govern his subordinates.

So now only Westhead and the summoned Witch of the Clear Ring were left in the bedroom.

As everyone is a demon student, they have too many common topics. Under the leadership of Hekas, the discussions and exchanges in the study group are very active.

In a word, it is the ultimate communication. Have you ever had such communication? It is really a great exchange!
The dignified and graceful witch leader shuddered when she saw this scene, and took two steps back, but felt a full and soft touch on her back.

"Sister Elena."

Elul took off the small jacket over her shirt, clasped her hands behind her back, nudged the black-haired witch speaker with her shoulder, and smiled:
"Why are you going back?"

Elena shook her head and clasped her lower lip with her pearly teeth:
"I can't stand this kind of atmosphere. I'm going to go out and get some fresh air first."

"Ah, your hometown seems to have a rather peculiar and conservative tradition, but is this really a good thing? It's not that there won't be opportunities to be favored by you alone again, but they will be much less."

Elul put a green finger to his lips and said with a smile:

"It's so hard to get a chance to communicate closely with the Lord. If I miss it this time, I don't know when I'll have the next chance. If Her Royal Highness the Princess and the others come, it will be very difficult to deal with. Didn't you see that Sister Hecas couldn't help herself?"

You have to know that there are countless people obsessed with Westhead's charm, but there are too many monks and too little meat. Even if Lord Qinghui is a pile driver or a self-propelled artillery, there is absolutely no possibility that he cannot resist. No matter how many people come, the only result is that they will be pounded down and poured into puffs!
But even for such a benevolent and majestic Westhead, it does not mean that he can give whatever he wants. It should be known that in the harem of Duke Qinghui, although there is no obvious hierarchy of concubines like the emperor of the empire, but in private, the hierarchy is clear and the order is in good order.

There are a set of rules, both explicit and implicit, for what kind of priority each person can get in Westhead's eyes, and who is qualified for the position is determined by a struggle behind the scenes.

The highest ranks are undoubtedly Resia and Myvana. As lovers who share T0 talents, their status is almost equal to that of Westhead himself.

As long as these two are around Westhead, there will be no such thing as equal benefits. All of Westhead's energy and time will be occupied, and the others will just have to serve as background members.

And if these two T0s are not here, then it will be a matter of each showing their own unique abilities. Yulda and other confidants will not monopolize Westhead, and the rest will be the various court officials trying their best to please Westhead.

As for the lower-level noble daughters and palace maids, each of them had to go through fierce competition and fighting before they could finally stand out and get the chance to crawl under their masters and lick their bodies.

Westhead is quite realistic. If you want to be understood by him, you must first prove your worth or make achievements.

It is extremely cruel to want to possess the power of a star but not be able to do so.

Elena listened to Elul's advice, her slender fingers unconsciously entwined with the hair on her shoulders, her eyebrows slightly frowned:
"That's what you said, but you guys are all so bewitched that you seem to have lost your mind."

"What's wrong with that?" The words of the witch sisters seemed like a temptation from the abyss. Elul stretched her body, revealing a beautiful white waistline:

"No need to worry about anything anymore, no need to be bothered. Just trust Your Majesty with all your heart and rely on Your Majesty. That's happiness!"

After she finished speaking, the pure and beautiful witch pushed the black-haired witch forward with a smile.

"Come on, come on. Because we are sisters who are like family, I want to share this happiness with you."

"Being captured by charm, so foolish and blind, that's why I hate it"

Elaina looked at her sister's sincere and genuine smiles, shook her head and sighed.

But her body no longer resisted, and she said half lovingly and half helplessly:
"But as long as you are happy."

Westhead's ridiculous days continued for several days. During this time, he also took the time to meet Eloleus and improve the little queen's favor.

During this period, Westhead gradually figured out how to get along with the Queen of Wind Law.

Eloleus loved hearing his own story.

Not only the heroic deeds of the southern and northern campaigns, but also the deeds of Yinpa are very much liked.

Rather, compared to ordinary stories, Westhead's various experiences with Silver Handkerchief are what Elorius is extremely curious about.

If you want to hear it, then tell me! There is nothing wrong with telling me!
Because it was so presumptuous, even Her Majesty's trusted adjuster dared to dissuade Westhead:

"Your Majesty has never received so much filthy knowledge. Lord Qinghui, please... please stop!"

Fatizia dared to be so offensive and presumptuous. Westhead should have yelled, "The Queen likes it. If you don't like it, who do you think you are?!" and then took down this weak and charming elf beauty on the spot.

But an invitation from the Grand Tuner saved Fatícia, and the violet-haired tuner temporarily escaped the fate of being hammered into a puff.

Because compared to these trivial incidents, the fact that the Grand Tutor found him only meant one thing - the war was finally about to begin.

At the army station outside the royal court, Westhead met him again. The tall and stern Ilevitt, dressed in a white robe, greeted him lightly:

"Lord Qinghui, it has been a while since you came to the royal court. I wonder if you are used to living here?"

Before Westhead could speak, Amitron beside him snorted coldly, holding the hilt of the sword and said:
"Lord Qinghui hasn't done much work these days. He just vents his desires everywhere like a male dog in heat, and spreads his legs to mark his territory wherever he goes."

Looking at Amitron's contemptuous and disdainful expression, Westhead suddenly felt that some of his memories were confused.

No, the silver-haired elf lady now looks cool and noble. Is she really the same person who showed her full Ahegao last night?

Is it possible that you are the one who is marked?
The degree of womanizing of a certain elven swordsman left a deep impression on Westhead, a battle-hardened and experienced man.

However, he also knew that Amitron was playing a smokescreen, trying to paralyze Elevit by portraying all his secret operations as lascivious acts.

Amitron laughed sarcastically:
"Duke Qinghui has brought his tricks from the Empire to the royal court. He has cholera in the palace and has used many tricks to deceive innocent people. He is simply a collection of obscene desires."

In fact, as long as you examine it carefully, you will find that the words of the silver-haired elf swordsman do not stand up to scrutiny. However, as Eloleus said, Ilevitt is actually very single-threaded in his work. He only placed one sentry next to Westhead and did not keep any backup plans.

So one dares to speak and the other dares to believe.

Elevit had no expression on his face when he heard this, and just said lightly:

"Those romantic affairs are their own freedom. I don't care. As long as Westhead knows his purpose, it's fine. If there is an illegitimate child, I hope he can be taken out of the Qianlu Royal Court afterwards."

The pure-blood faction rejected half-bloods, but no matter how much they resisted, once the bewitching attribute of the God-Ancestor took effect, there were still many cheating people in the royal family, and even half-elves became an epidemic.

What could be done about this? All they could do was turn a blind eye and transfer the half-elves away from the royal court.

Whether you serve abroad or naturalize in another country, it's up to you.

Rozana is such a typical example. Her father is a well-known figure in the Emerald Royal Family, but he can only hide his daughter in the royal court for ten years at most, and then he has to send her to Yuanxi Territory.

Westhead shrugged and showed a typical lecherous smile: "Grand Tutor, you are joking. I just had a small encounter with the beautiful elves. What's wrong with that? Does the royal court have to restrict even this level of interaction?"

"I hope so. After all, these are just private interactions."

Ilevitt didn't want to say much about this matter. After all, the "Wheel-Turning King" was famous, and everyone knew what kind of person he was.

His expression was stern, and he raised his head slightly and said:
"Lord Qinghui, I hope that while you satisfy your physical desires, you can also focus on the important things."

"The Royal Court has made preparations to recover the lost territory. Next, we will advance towards the territory occupied by the demon Lord of Withering. If the Qinghui Legion is interested, please go with us. If you are not ready to fight together for the time being, please say so now. Whether you participate or not, this battle to recover the lost territory is imperative."

"What are you talking about, Mr. Grand Tutor?"

Westhead laughed out loud when he heard this:

"I've been waiting for this!"

(End of this chapter)