Wu Lai's injury took a full month and a half to heal, and then he was "healed".

He had to "recover" because the biennial Assyrian noble council meeting would be held in ten days. Connor's subordinates had come to the Green Building to inform Woolley and convey Chief Connor's greetings. Of course, Woolley himself did not want to miss the opportunity to show up.

Actually, Wu Lai had not been idle for the past month and a half. If he had not had to act well, he would have slipped out of the Green Building long ago. However, he had done a lot of planning and winning battles from afar in his previous memory, so he could still adapt to it. It was just that the inability to grasp the situation in time gave him a headache.

Although it was a headache, things had gone quite smoothly over the past month and a half. At least from the current situation, the direction of events was within Woolley's expectations. In addition, the Seneca Kiwanis League, led by Woolley, was also running very smoothly, with steady, firm and powerful steps.

Of course, there are people who are more troublesome than Wu Lai, for example, Khufu, who was beaten up and put under house arrest for talking too much, and he still hasn't been released from house arrest - after Chief Connor took the initiative to come to his door and do him a favor, Chief Qi Yuan angrily extended Khufu's house arrest because he was very annoyed. With Qi Yuan's brain and understanding of Khufu, he naturally knew that his disappointing grandson was wronged, because with Khufu's IQ, it was impossible for him to arrange things so properly. If he really did it, those assassins would have been caught long ago, and they would not have disappeared for so long.

Wei Huo was also having a headache, just as much as his father. It was okay that the Second and Third Legions caused him some trouble and conflicts from time to time, but after spending a large sum of money to buy individual crossbows, the legion's ordnance craftsmen boldly dismantled two of them. They found that although many of the things inside looked simple in structure, they were impossible to imitate, such as the springs. What was even more exaggerated was that they could not be put back together after being dismantled. However, this was normal. With Wu Lai's skills, it would be a matter of minutes to tinker with this.

Everything went smoothly, and Wu Lai was of course very proud. In addition, Helen would return to the Green Building to accompany him for a day every few days. Although the relationship between the two did not make any further breakthroughs, the intimacy and tacit understanding made Guru, who had been late for more than a month, envious. Of course, Loli's mood would always become bad when Helen appeared.

Helen was quite interested in military affairs. When she had free time, she would always pester Wu Lai to talk about "The Art of War" and battle examples like a little girl. After listening to them every time, she would write it down with a smile, as always.

Wu Lai was understanding and supportive of Helen's hobby. Helen said that her family had made their fortune through military achievements, and although it was now in decline and almost disappeared, if they wanted to rise again, they had to regain their glory on the battlefield.

Wu Lai felt that it was unnecessary, or rather, it would be very difficult for Helen to do this. But after Helen refused Wu Lai's offer to help her rebuild her family for the second time, Wu Lai gently held Helen's hand and said, "Okay, since you like to ride on the battlefield, I will accompany you to the front."

"You?" Helen smiled and shook her head. "I don't want to see you on the battlefield. I hope you will always be safe. Although I know your fighting skills are outstanding, that can't be a reason for you to go to the battlefield."

Wu Lai could only laugh it off.

I will go to the battlefield, of course. Why can Assyria only have four legions? Wu Lai thought to himself.

A few days later, the annual meeting of the Assyrian Supreme Noble Council was held.

Although both were slave societies and even their names were 99% similar, the political ecology of the Assyrian territory was somewhat different from the Rome in Woolley's previous memory.

First of all, although the Assyrian territory was very similar, it was not a country. The highest power in the territory was held by an institution in which only a few people had the right to vote and be elected. This was very close to the Roman aristocratic republic that Woolley remembered in his previous memory, but in fact it was specious.

In terms of a territory, there are at least six real powers: legislation, administration, military, property, justice and religion. In the Assyrian territory, these real powers had undoubtedly been divided up long ago.

In fact, the Senate is the highest decision-making body in the territory, because although it is only responsible for legislation and judicial power and these two powers are not fully reflected in reality, it has the power to supervise the Supreme Council of Aristocrats, which is basically equivalent to the highest decision-making power, because when the administrative, military and property powers of the Supreme Council of Aristocrats are exercised, the Senate has the right to oppose it.

Of course, it did not exercise this power every time, because the Senate, like the Supreme Council of Nobles, was composed of all nobles, and implemented the principle of joint consultation and majority rule. Under such conditions, it was not easy for the Senate to oppose the resolution of the Supreme Council of Nobles.

But precisely because the Senate has the power of supervision and is suppressing it implicitly, even though the Supreme Council of Nobles has the largest number of members, the widest coverage, and the greatest power, it cannot ignore the other two giants.

On the contrary, the temple, although it only possesses religious power, is high above and aloof from the world. Although it is unable to suppress the other two giants, once the banner of religion is waved, no one in the Assyrian territory dares to do anything to it.

But in general, the Supreme Council of Nobles definitely plays a primary role in managing the territory. After all, it is an institution that gets things done, unlike the Senate, which is more like a club of old aristocrats and big families.

The annual meeting of the Supreme Noble Council is held every two years and lasts ten days each time. During the meeting, all members, except the city-state governors who are in combat status, must be present.

The venue of the annual meeting is naturally the residence of the highest aristocratic meeting - Beigong.

On the day of the meeting, Wu Lai arrived outside the North Palace early, but he was not in a hurry to go in, because Lini sent someone to the Green Building last night to pass on a message, asking Wu Lai to wait for him to arrive the next day before going in.

Wu Lai could tell that this was Lini's care and support for him.

Wu Lai had just waited for a while when Lini came. Maybe it was because the weather was getting warmer and he had to take off his clothes, or for some other reason, but he looked thinner than before. However, with his scorching eyes, he still gave people a feeling of calmness and awe.

"I asked you to wait because I was afraid you wouldn't be familiar with this place and would wander around everywhere." Lini smiled and said to Wu Lai who came forward to greet him, "Also, you can't try to please everyone here, because they may have hostile relationships with each other. If you smile everywhere, you may not even make a single friend."

Wu Lai nodded quickly: "That's what the teacher taught."

Lini laughed and waved his sleeves: "Let's go."

After climbing up the hundred bluestone steps, Wu Lai and Lini walked into the main gate of the North Palace together. Inside the gate was a straight stone path, and at the end of the stone path was the courtyard of the North Palace.

Stepping into the temple, the first thing that caught Wulai's eyes was a lion sculpture, the famous Assyrian lion. It was carved from a huge rock block, with a body about nine cubits long, six cubits high, and nearly five cubits wide. It stood majestically on a rectangular stone mat, with a stone man under its powerful paws, symbolizing the heroic spirit of the Assyrians who were not afraid of violence and had the courage to fight.

Seeing Wu Lai paying attention to the statue, Lini smiled and said, "It's good to take a closer look. Although this stone lion is just a city statue in Assyria, its shape is very warning. Do you see anything?"

Wu Lai glanced at them again, and then he asked, "Teacher, are you trying to remind me not to be a person under your claws?"

"That's true." A smile of approval appeared in Lini's eyes.

After walking through the courtyard, the two of them followed a corridor to the lounge next to the main hall. Because there was still some time before the meeting started, there were only a few people in the lounge at this moment. What surprised Wu Lai was that Anthony was also there.

As soon as he saw the two people come in, Anthony greeted them with a smile.

"Just get used to it slowly." Lini said to Wu Lai with a smile, and stopped. Although Anthony was also a member of the Supreme Noble Council, he was much better than Anthony in terms of seniority, so naturally he just had to stop and wait.

After exchanging a few words with Anthony, more members came. After saying goodbye, Lini led Wu Lai to sit on a bench in the corner.

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"I'm not too keen on dealing with them, but you can't learn from me." Lini said in a low voice, "Anyone who comes to me in a while is worth dealing with. In the Assyrian territory, if you want to be at the top, you need wealth, power, and military power. What you lack now are the latter two."

Wu Lai agreed with this.

Soon, people began to come over and say hello to Lini. Lini smiled and stood up, responded one by one, and introduced Wu Lai to these old friends one by one...

After a while, the meeting began.

When he walked into the hall, Wu Lai's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, not because of nervousness, but because of excitement. Whether in the last memory or now, Wu Lai is used to constantly setting goals for himself. Each goal is undoubtedly a difficult challenge. Although it seems to be smooth sailing on the surface, it is actually full of dangers. Every step is very difficult.

Today will be a new beginning, Wu Lai, seize it well, Wu Lai said to himself in his heart.

An officer of Chief Connor led Wu Lai to one side of the conference table. With Wu Lai's current status, he was not qualified to sit at the three rows of tables and chairs arranged in a fan shape in the hall.

After sitting down on a large chair in the outer circle, Wu Lai suddenly felt that the arrangement of the three rows of tables and chairs inside and outside the core of the venue, with a podium as the origin, seemed to have a deep meaning, because there were sixteen seats in the first row, twenty-four in the second row, and thirty-five in the third row. Rini sat in the first row, but not in the middle. Ibe and Huban, who were also vice presidents, sat in the third row like Anthony. The few people who had taken the initiative to greet Rini just now were sitting in both the first and second rows.

Just as he was thinking, a familiar figure walked over. After Wu Lai took a look, he hesitated for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

The person who came over was Lev. As a special attendee like Wu Lai, he was naturally not qualified to sit in those three rows. Lev was quite indignant about this, because he felt that with his ability and background, he should have become an official member long ago.

"Nice to meet you." Lev smiled and said to Wu Lai who had stood up to greet him, "Sit down, it will start soon."

Wu Lai nodded. Today was the second time he met Lev since the "assassination incident". The last time was about twenty days ago, when Lev, who had just returned to Assyrian City, came to the Green Building to visit him after hearing the news.

The two were about to say something when a melodious horn sounded suddenly. The participants who were originally talking in low voices perked up and stood up.

Chief Connor, dressed in brand new clothes, walked in quickly with a smile on his face, nodded slightly, and walked towards the podium.

After standing still, Connor's smile faded slightly. He swept his eyes over everyone and paused for a moment on Wu Lai.

"Everyone, today, the Supreme Council of Nobles has a new special attendee, the God-favored One from the Seneca City-State, Wulai Grindo!" Chief Connor pointed at Wulai, "Let us welcome this promising young man!"

Wu Lai was stunned and thought to himself, Chief Connor, you seem to be a little too enthusiastic.