Unspeakable bubbles

That's utterly delusional!

The officials in the government office tried to guess the Marquis's intentions and felt that he would definitely be furious.

Therefore, their advice was almost unanimously in favor of suppression!

However, the little girl is actually a pacifist.

As long as Bubble doesn't think the other person is a 'bad person,' she's generally quite easy to talk to.

The little girl understood that Earl Dalton was boycotting his business because of the Great Plains.

so......

"Let's find some time to host a banquet and invite Earl Dalton over so we can all have a good chat."

"obey"

After bowing, Krov immediately took his leave.

Don't underestimate the power of a young girl's words; they can change the fate of many people.

.................................................. ......................

It was almost time to leave work, and with nothing else to do, the few people in the government affairs team chatted and laughed in the office.

These people were all highly capable and respected in the Jewish community, with a long-standing reputation for virtue.

It took Crove and Carmen a lot of effort to find them.

A few people gathered together, forming a small circle that excluded a middle-aged man who was sitting and drinking tea.

"Earl Dalton has quite the nerve, daring to defy the Marquis!"

"It's all because his son became a super strong person, so he got arrogant."

"This time, the Yug leader must deliver a thunderous blow to him and make him face reality."

"We definitely have to fight. How can we show weakness at a time like this?"

Someone glanced at the man who was being ostracized and said sarcastically, "I don't know what some people were thinking, how could they suggest 'both sides sit down and talk'?"

"The Marquis will probably be displeased if he sees this."

The middle-aged man remained silent. He was among the first batch of people to join the government service team, and in terms of seniority, he was older than everyone else present.

He could have become a 'senior' to these people, but he didn't.

When asked for advice by new colleagues, he always answered "I don't know".

Over time, it's no wonder that people excluded him from the circle.

The office door suddenly opened, and several soldiers with cold expressions walked in.

"Everyone, please come with us."

Who are you?

"Don't you know where you are?"

"Ah, don't pull me!"

Ignoring their struggles, the soldiers forcibly dragged them away.

The middle-aged man, who had been huddled in the corner, waited for a while, and only breathed a sigh of relief when no soldiers came looking for him.

"..."

"Another batch has left. I wonder how long I can hold on."

The man wanted to drink some tea to calm his nerves, but his hands were shaking so badly that he tried several times and ended up knocking the teacup over.

"Ugh"

He sighed and sat in the chair, lost in thought.

The people in the government administration seem to have a lot of power; they can influence the development of the territory with just a few words.

However, he knew all too well that this was nothing but a ridiculous illusion.

Anyone who thinks they're really awesome is definitely not far from death.

'They were taken away, probably because of the Earl of Dalton.'

After much deliberation, the man ruled out other possibilities.

He gave a wry smile, relieved that he had made the right bet again.

The Marquis must want to 'sit down and talk,' which would put the suggestions of his colleagues against his wishes.

This is a very, very, very serious mistake. If the people in the government affairs class cannot understand the Marquis's intentions, then what are they doing here?

The most terrifying thing is that, because they learned a lot of confidential information about the Yoghurst through their daily work, these "unqualified" people who were eliminated will never appear in front of the world again.

Were they transferred to another special department, or...?

Men often feel a chill run down their spines when they think about it deeply.

'This is inhuman work!'

He hated Carmen and Krov for implementing the 'political class' system, and felt that these two guys were the biggest executioners in the Yogtis!

But what's the use?

The Marquis trusts those two men; Carmen and Krof are both incredibly capable, far surpassing him by tenfold.

The man didn't even dare to show his hatred; he could only keep his tail between his legs and remain invisible in the government affairs class.

"Everyone's off work, why aren't you leaving yet?"

The devil's voice suddenly rang out, and the man jumped up from his chair.

"Lord Krof!"

He approached Krov with a nervous smile, "Sir, did you want to see me?"

"Yes, I came here specifically to see you."

Krov patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Your suggestion is exactly what the Marquis wants, very good."

"It's my great honor!" the man exclaimed, looking delighted.

"You've always done a good job, and this time..."

"Carmen and I discussed it and decided that we should reward you."

"Serving the Marquis, what reward do I need?"

“That’s not right. I know you’re loyal, but your family needs money too.”

"Your youngest daughter is getting married, isn't she? And her husband is a fairly successful businessman?" Crove said casually.

"Yes, it is."

"Take this big red envelope; inside are the land deeds for two shops."

Krov patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Consider it a dowry from Carmen and me for your daughter. We all have high hopes for you, so keep up the good work!"

Section 626, Chapter 625: Try to persuade him.

"Ignaz!"

Hearing someone call his name, the young man turned around.

A girl with flowing long hair was running towards her with a look of surprise on her face.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for many years, the young man still called out his childhood sweetheart's name immediately: "Rita!"

"I thought you wouldn't recognize me."

The girl ran all the way here, her cheeks flushed.

How could that be?

Ignaz scrutinized Rita; in just a few years, she had transformed from a naive young girl into a beautiful young woman.

A sudden flutter stirred in his heart; he remembered that he and this childhood sweetheart were engaged.

Ignaz was looking at Rita, and the girl was also observing him.

The grown-up young man was exceptionally brave and powerful, and his status as a super strongman made the young girl admire him even more.

Her face turned even redder, and the usually carefree girl suddenly became inexplicably reserved in front of her childhood sweetheart.

"Hey, Ignaz, stop staring at me and say something."

“Rita, you’re so beautiful!” Ignaz blurted out.

"You, you've gone astray!"

Rita's ears turned red, and she said softly, "Have you said this to other people too?"

"Absolutely not!"

Ignaz raised his right hand: "I swear, I've only said this to you."

"Okay, don't be so serious, I believe you."

Rita walked to Ignaz's side and gently took his hand: "Come on, I'll show you around the Earl's mansion."

"This is my home, I should be showing you around."

"You haven't been back for so many years, you're definitely not as familiar with it as I am."

After exchanging a few words, the slightly awkward atmosphere dissipated, and the young man and woman regained their former tacit understanding.

“Ignaz, you’ve been gone for four or five years. Your uncle has missed you terribly.”

"Father... does his right foot still hurt on rainy days?"

"Uncle never says it hurts, but it must hurt a lot."

Rita pinched Ignaz: "You heartless bastard! At first it was fine, he would send a letter every few days. Then it became once a month, and finally once every six months. Do you know how much your uncle suffered?"

"I didn't want to either, but with a breakthrough imminent, I couldn't care about anything else."