Warlord: King of All Clans

This meeting lasted for a whole week. In addition to the three saints and His Majesty the Emperor, several representatives from various forces on the continent were also invited.

For example, Count Brutus, who represents the southern border forces, is the great earl of the south who occupies the estuary of the Dome River. Like Count MacDonald, who is invading the territory of Earl Gustav in the north, he is one of the top five nobles in terms of military strength in the south.

However, with the rise of Count Kurolov on the north bank of the Dome, the Earldom of Brutus on the south bank was immediately under serious threat.

These two great noble families on the northern and southern borders have been fighting intermittently for hundreds of years for the fertile plains of the lower Dome River and the commercially prosperous estuary.

Now Count Kurolov has formed an alliance with the Eastern Army of the Orcs and divided up the territory of Count Isharov, and his strength is approaching that of the Grand Duke of the North.

The surrounding nobles in the north and south were under increasing pressure.

So Lord Count Brutus came to the imperial capital in person to seek support from the royal family and the southern nobles.

Antonis pulled him into the Round Table Council and put him in charge of mediating the war between the north and the south, to prevent the human race's holy ranks from going north and the people below from taking the opportunity to cause chaos.

With this identity, Count Brutus' influence has been enhanced. At least if Count Kurolov wants to invade the southern border, he will have to consider the Holy Order Council behind him.

In addition, the diplomatic ambassador of the Grand Duke of the North to the Imperial Capital, the ambassador of the ruling family of the Western Port to the Imperial Capital, and the goblin ambassador of the Free State of the Islands were all brought into the parliament.

The forces they represent are all directly connected to the powerful Saints behind them, and through them, they can contact the Saints from all sides to go north to participate in the war.

The Disaster Defense Council was established in this way.

Of course, the Elf Queen was impatient to get involved in such trivial matters. On the first day she received the promise of the two great saints to go north, she went back to the river bend to fish, leaving Leo as her representative to fully participate in the decision-making of the council.

However, in this parliament with so many heroes, everyone's thinking logic, communication skills, and negotiation methods are all first-class in the continent. Leo didn't dare to speak too much, for fear of accidentally saying the wrong thing.

But the person who impressed Leo the most was Archbishop Antonio.

This saint, who was originally the most reluctant to go north, immediately changed his attitude after realizing that he could not escape the responsibility. He took the initiative to invite all parties and led the establishment of the parliament throughout the process.

After a series of operations, Charles VII, as a secular leader, became the chairman of the Disaster Defense Council, responsible for stability in the rear.

As the Holy Light priest who contributed the most, he became the vice president of the council and implicitly the leader of the Holy Order to the north.

Although the Saint-level strongmen would not take the title of vice president seriously, at least no one openly opposed it.

On the mortal level, it is not seen that way. As soon as the newspapers came out a few days ago, the influence of the Church of Holy Light increased dramatically and its reputation immediately reversed.

By slightly guiding public opinion, it can appear that the Church of Holy Light is saving the world.

The top charlatans are so powerful that every move they make is to maximize their own interests.

Grand Master Francis, who represented the emerging bourgeoisie aristocracy, and Charles VII, who represented the feudal landowners, did not retreat much. They both fought for the interests of their own forces and achieved a temporary balance.

By the time the meeting was over and arrangements were made, Leo's time hanging out in the imperial capital had begun to count down.

Sitting in the princess's bedroom, Leo looked at the records of the Scourge Defense Council and could only express envy.

"A big shot is a big shot. You can't underestimate him. Whatever you do, you can kill three birds with one stone."

This newly published tome contains the minutes, plans, and charter of the week's meeting, arranging everything in perfect order, and taking the opportunity to establish connections and rules with various forces and resolve many long-standing issues.

Invisibly, the influence of Charles VII and Antonius was raised to a higher level.

There were many problems that Leo had never thought of before.

It can only be said that every time traveler hopes to be as heroic as Cao Cao, or as wise as Zhuge Liang, but when facing the top figures in another world, even with the accumulation of previous lives and the experience of later lives, they can only be regarded as average.

Leo can only remind himself: Stay humble and don’t be proud!

Go back and study hard!

The little mouse sat on the bed, watching Leo concentrating on reading the parliamentary records, and suddenly felt a little sad.

"Leo, you've changed."

“You couldn’t even read before!”

Without even looking up, Leo taunted back, "You used to fight with the dog for food!"

The little mouse thought back to the time at the river bend, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. But then he remembered that the portal to the river bend was about to close, and his smile disappeared.

During the first few days that Leo had been in the imperial capital, everyone was always hanging out together.

But this is how family members get along with each other. When the longing for each other fades, they still have to continue their own lives.

In addition to playing cards and chatting about recent events with Leo and Six after dinner every day, the little mouse still had to get up early to practice swordplay with Teacher Algernon and learn magic knowledge from the court wizard Angelo.

In addition, the royal family has many fixed courses, including etiquette classes, badge classes, and cultural classes, which can fill the little mouse's entire day.

The royal etiquette class is not just a casual introduction to aristocratic etiquette. It requires fixed posture training every day, just like practicing dance. This makes the royal family's every move, every frown and every smile dignified, elegant and impeccable when dealing with people.

The emblem class is not just about knowing the emblems of the major earl families in the empire, but requires a thorough understanding of the family heritage and historical origins represented by the emblems, as well as the living people under the emblems, as well as their power, personality, and political views.

Only in this way, when you are interviewed by the emperor in the future, you will be able to immediately grasp the other party's true thoughts behind their hypocritical appearance, take the initiative in the conversation, and avoid being deceived.

If she were just a princess of the empire, she wouldn't have to work so hard, but now she is being trained as the heir to the empire, and she is willing to do so.

Only in front of Leo would the little mouse show fatigue and annoyance, "Being a princess is so tiring, how much more tiring must it be to be a queen!"

She came close to Leo and whispered, "Leo, how about you become the emperor when my father gets old, and I continue to be the princess?"

However, this time, Leo, who was still immersed in the big shots' dominance and strategizing, did not grasp the delicate thoughts deep in the little mouse's heart.

She just refused casually, "What are you dreaming about? You're throwing me a job you don't want to do? Just be a queen and I'm waiting for you to take me to raid the royal treasury."

The mouse snorted and turned his back, ignoring Leo for five seconds.

When night fell, Leo returned to the river bend. The little mouse lay in bed, unable to sleep. He looked at the gold tassel mosquito net above the bed, wondering what he was thinking.

Early the next morning, the little mouse changed into the shorts and shorts that Olivia had made for her, and came to Algernon's swordplay dojo with her practice wooden sword.

This time, she did not practice swordplay in a proper manner. Instead, she sneaked up to Sword Saint Algernon and whispered, "Teacher!"

Algernon looked at her and saw a book hidden in the mouse's hand. He immediately became interested, "What novel is it again?"

"It's not a novel, it's my mother's diary."

Algernon was a little embarrassed, "What are you doing with this?"

"I know you want to see it!"

"Well... tell me, what do you want?"

"Teacher, can you please do me a favor?"

"What's the matter?"

The little mouse said seriously, "Help me rob the royal treasury."