Chapter 59 New Elders
A few days ago, the elder of the Silver Clan finally passed away.
However, the lonely and stubborn Silver Clan did not invite anyone in the town to mourn, even the mayor was tactful enough not to come.
Late at night, the funeral finally came to an end, and the prestigious and wealthy elders of the Silver Clan gathered in the house, intending to listen to the voices of the Lord of Redemption and the ancestors and elect new elders of the Silver Clan.
"boom!"
Thunder was rumbling outside, and in the dark night it seemed as if a heavy rain was about to pour down. The five old men in the room looked solemn, as if each of them had something on their mind.
"Let's get started."
They put their arms on the shoulders of the people next to them, closed their eyes, waited, and then collectively said the names they had "heard".
Outside the house, three qualified extraordinary candidates including Allen and their confidants were waiting, while hundreds of Nasir's silver descendants gathered outside, remaining solemn and silent.
The other two people except Allen were becoming increasingly anxious, only he remained extremely calm.
One of the candidates, Emir, came over and whispered in his ear:
"Alan, what are you doing here? Four of the five people here are our relatives. Do you still think you have hope?"
Allen sneered and said loudly:
"You are the naive ones. Even direct blood relatives may not be fully trusted, let alone so-called relatives!"
His voice was too loud, and he stood out in the silence. Almost everyone looked at him, and some even felt that speaking loudly in such an occasion was not solemn enough and was disgusting.
However, Allen didn't care about people's opinions at all.
He just sneered and raised his head proudly.
Finally, the old people came out of the house, looked at the people outside, and were about to announce the results. The candidates except Allen were all looking forward to it and couldn't wait any longer.
Allen calmly reached out and stroked the flintlock at his waist. If he failed in the selection of elders, he would kill those old people who collected the money on the spot, and then break out of the siege to become a bandit, and he would become a mortal enemy of the Fisher family.
The leading old man stood at the point where their eyes met, took a deep breath, and announced the final winner very loudly.
“Alen Yilmaz!”
Many people opened their eyes wide, and Allen's supporters cheered instantly, and only quieted down after the old people scolded them.
"It's not fair! You cheated! You must have cheated!"
Candidate Emir shouted and wildly denounced Allen and others, and Allen's supporters also responded angrily, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.
Allen pushed the person in front of him away with his powerful hands, ignored all the voices, and walked to the old man who announced the name with an expressionless face.
The old man smiled at him, and Allen whispered in his ear.
"You chose the future and wealth over your incompetent nephew. That was undoubtedly the right choice."
The old people had no choice. They had originally planned to refuse, but who would have thought that Allen promised so much.
A deposit of three hundred gold coins, and a full one thousand gold coins after the deal is done, who can refuse that!
"This is the ring that symbolizes the elders. Wear it! Child! You will become the spokesperson of the Silver Clan! The ancestors and the Lord of Redemption will protect you!"
The old man smiled and took out a silver ring and wanted to put it on Allen, but Allen held his old hand. Then he was shocked to see Allen take the ring out of his palm and put it on the index finger of his left hand.
Allen stared at the somewhat uneasy old people and slowly said:
"Stop calling me kid, I'm your elder."
He took the silver ring and went to the Fisher family overnight. Byrne and Irene waited in the living room for a long time.
Byrne glanced at the silver ring on Allen's hand, smiled and said, "Congratulations, it seems you have succeeded."
Allen looked at the silver ring for a long time, shook his head calmly and said:
"It's not only my success, it's also our common success, and the future success of all Silver Races. The tens of thousands of Silver Races on the East Coast need to be more cohesive and need a new Great Elder."
He took off the silver ring, placed it casually on the table, and continued:
"I will need more money in the future, whether it is to improve my strength or go further, I hope the Fischer family can always support me."
Irene nodded and said calmly, "The Fisher family will support you as long as you can provide enough feedback first. We need to see a return within this year."
Allen stared at Irene for a while, then stood up, then knelt on the ground again, and apologized very sincerely and exaggeratedly:
"Ms. Irene, I looked down on you because you are a woman. Now I want to sincerely apologize to you. From now on, you, Byrne, and the entire Fisher family will be the best of friends!"
“…”
Irene was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile, wondering why the extraordinary characteristic of "listening to malice" was not triggered.
Even though gender discrimination exists among ordinary people, in the circle of extraordinary people, gender discrimination becomes less common as one moves up a level. Discrimination based on strength, bloodline, and talent is more common.
It is not uncommon for powerful female supernatural beings to be served by many male lovers. Some people even say that "supernatural beings are the third gender besides men and women."
She really didn't expect that Allen's provocation was actually because of gender.
Besides, this guy is too straightforward in everything he says and does. In a sense, it's a bit uncomfortable. No, it's very uncomfortable.
Byrne broke the awkwardness and immediately said to the kneeling Allen:
"Let's discuss the details of our future cooperation. What we discussed before was not sufficient, but the collateral you finally provided gave us great confidence."
The original voting result was that Irene was in favor and Byrne was against.
Originally, Allen didn't want to use anything as collateral, but having suffered losses at the hands of his "good friend" Robert, Byrne firmly opposed "verbal agreements" and didn't want to try to get something for nothing, no matter how great the benefits were.
In the end, Allen had to take out something extremely valuable and hand it over to the Fisher family as collateral. It was a third-level extraordinary material worth more than two hundred gold coins.
Therefore, the Byrne brothers and sisters were not afraid that he would run away after failure and suffer too much loss, so they all agreed to invest in the end.
He understood that many times one just has to push for more. It's not that the other party is unable to put up something as collateral, but that they simply don't want to put up anything valuable as collateral.
After Allen stood up, he was silent for a while, then said directly: "I need you to help me kill someone."
"Who?" Byrne raised his brows.
Allen recalled the man, Emil, who was so proud of himself, persuaded him to leave the selection, and later took the lead in accusing him of cheating.
"Emile, a failed candidate, a spellcaster of the upper level of the origin, a pathetic clown, he will never listen to me and his status is not low. I must take action before this guy does anything!"
His expression turned sad after he finished speaking. Byrne and Irene had thought they could accept each other's weirdness, but they didn't expect that this guy would become even more abnormal.
Byrne couldn't help but ask, "Why do you look so sad?"
"Of course, because I couldn't help but cut off a fellow countryman who possessed extraordinary powers and whose contribution the Emir should have made to all Silverborn."
Allen shed tears quite sincerely, and continued speaking with a choked voice of sorrow.
"I hate stupid people, but even a stupid Silver Clan is still my precious compatriot. He should have worked for me and the Silver Clan under the watchful eyes of our ancestors, but I know his arrogant and conceited nature, so I really have to eliminate him."
Irene was keenly aware of one thing, that is, the other party had only said "the gaze of the ancestors" but not "the Lord of Redemption".
Allen continued to talk endlessly, obviously very good at greed and grand things:
"The Silver Clan have made too many sacrifices, and now we have to make new sacrifices, but everything is for the sake of future strength!"
To be honest, Byrne sometimes felt that Irene was a little abnormal, but deep down he could understand it. After all, the great power of the Lord of the Lost was truly something that could not be helped but admired.
The man in front of him seemed to be a genuine mental patient, and he seemed to have really put himself in a very strange position.
The Fisher family invested in a madman, a madman of power and status.
Their initial investigation concluded that Allen was very capable, a little paranoid but often successful, and had hidden appeal among the young people of the Silver Clan.
Those young people who are eager for change and don't want to remain stagnant forever silently support Allen.
But Byrne didn't expect the other party to be so paranoid, and couldn't help asking:
"Alan, who do you think you are to the Silver Clan and all the Silver Clan members on the East Coast?"
The sad Allen finally smiled as he had never done before and said with confidence:
"Savior."
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