When Mrs. Soren brought Luther into the office, Mr. Lipton was taking the last sip of coffee and was about to go home from get off work.
These days have been really relaxing. Since receiving the news that Newton was safe and sound, the whole family has been very happy.
"Luther, didn't you say you were going to Golden City to have some fun? Why are you back so soon?" Mr. Lipton asked with a smile after swallowing a mouthful of coffee.
He stood up and planned to give Luther a loving hug. But Luther first brought his uncle, the Count of Libya, the original document of his resignation.
Written on magic paper.
"What is this?" Mr. Lipton took it in confusion, then looked at it with his eyes wide open and his mouth opened as if he could swallow a whole pigeon.
Mr. Lipton wanted to spit out the coffee he had just drunk, so he took a few deep breaths, then looked up at Luther, then looked at the document, then looked at Luther again, then looked at the document again, and finally looked up at Luther again.
“Is this true or false?”
"How could I possibly lie to you about this?" Luther said unhappily.
Although Luther said so, Mr. Lipton still couldn't believe it. He lowered his head to look at the resignation document again, then opened the window that had just been closed to let in the sunlight, and put the document under the sunlight to read and touch it.
It's like confirming whether it's a counterfeit bill.
Luther didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Uncle, please send this official document to Pompeii and give it to Lelouch. Let Lelouch send people to take over the entire Libyan Earldom, divide it into cities, and establish second- and third-level city halls."
"He will be the Archon of Orange in the future and my Prime Minister."
After hearing what Luther said, Mr. Lipton finally believed it. In the blink of an eye, the Count of Libya fell.
I remember that Luther went to the Golden City. It took only nine days from departure to return. What did he do? Mr. Lipton was shocked at first.
As a nobleman and a modern-day Sauron knight, Mr. Lipton grew up listening to the legends of the Libyan family.
For the Orange nobles, the power of the Count of Libya was unquestionable, even sacred and inviolable.
But now it is destroyed.
And it perished at the hands of Luther Pompey?
My wife’s nephew? Hoohoo! ! ! !
Mr. Lipton took a while to accept this reality, and then he asked in confusion: "Why did I send it over? White Eagle will take over the Earldom of Libya next. And we have to pay attention to the king's attitude. As the acting lord, you should rush back to Pompeii immediately."
Luther smiled and patted Mr. Lipton on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry about it, uncle. Now I can easily defeat the Libyan Count, so I don't care about the king's reaction. We have a magic city, uncle. As for the matter of receiving the territory, leave it to Lelouch. I have to go to the wizard kingdom. I have friendships with many big figures in the wizard kingdom, and the friendship will become cold if I don't maintain it."
Luther lied.
Even though he was lying to his uncle, Luther still lied without thinking.
It doesn't matter, uncle, just be a happy mayor. I will take care of the rest.
"That's true. As long as you can get close to the big shots in the wizarding world, the King, the Duke of the North, and the Marquis of Cambridge will not do anything to you."
Mr. Lipton nodded.
"Eat before leaving?" Mr. Lipton asked immediately.
"No. I'll leave right away," said Luther.
The matter of the Count of Libya has been settled, and Luther is going to take the next step, purchasing materials for the magic city, and most importantly, gathering three magicians.
Luther's plan is to catch the dragon.
If we capture three more magic dragons similar to Miss Xinia, wouldn't that solve the problem?
With dragon lock control, dragons are the most suitable for this job.
Luther gave himself a thumbs up for his wit.
So Luther said goodbye to his uncle's family, and then teleported back to the Golden City. After several twists and turns, Luther arrived at the wizarding kingdom.
………… .Luther left, but someone had to finish what Luther had done.
This person is the poor Consul of Orange, Lelouch, Mr. Bonaparte.
The town hall of Pompeii.
This town hall is both the office of the Archon of the White Eagle Territory and the office of the Mayor of Pompeii.
Lelouch holds two positions, ruling the Luther Empire as the de facto Prime Minister.
The news came on the morning of the next day. In the mayor's office, Lelouch had just taken a sip of coffee, read the newspaper, and was about to start working.
There was a knock on the door and an official walked in.
"Mark, what's the matter?" Lelouch recognized this young official, a newly appointed official, of civilian origin and very outstanding.
"Mr. Mayor, this is from Mr. Lipton, the mayor of Sparta." Mark handed a large envelope to Lelouch.
"Mr. Lipton?" Lelouch opened a bomb with a normal mood. He was no better than Mr. Lipton.
It took him a long time to accept this fact.
He didn't even remember that Luther had returned, because after Luther came back, he did a lot of things in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, White Eagle ruled Orange?
Of course I am happy.
But I was so happy that I cried.
It's easy for you to capture a city, and it's okay even if you go to war with Libya. I have planned to mobilize supplies and train officials.
Now, you have swallowed up the Earldom of Libya in one fell swoop, which is the entire north of Orange.
It used to be the most prosperous place in Orange.
If it is divided into cities, there will probably be as many as fifty or sixty. What should I do, bastard? Lelouch wanted to cry but had no tears. Then he looked at the end of the document, a sentence from Mr. Lipton.
"Luther has gone to the wizard kingdom to consolidate his connections. I have appointed you as the Governor of Orange and have entrusted everything to you."
"You left all your burdens behind with just one sentence and went to the wizarding kingdom to consolidate your connections? I see you're going to enjoy yourself, you bastard. I wish I could fly over there and bring you back. Get out!!!"
Lelouch's frantic voice could be heard in the office.
This young consul usually tried hard to maintain his dignity, so he kept two long beards. But at this moment, he had lost all his dignity.
At least in the eyes of young officer Mark, Lelouch was completely ruined.
"Is this the usually dignified mayor?" Mark was stunned.
"Immediately gather the heads of various departments to wait in the conference room. We need to have a meeting." Lelouch took a long time to regain his composure and said.
"Yes." Mark nodded quickly and left.
Maybe the mayor is really crazy.
(End of this chapter)
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