Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

"What a boring proposal. As the one who put forward this plan and project, I don't think you are unaware of where the funds in your hands are going."

"There's no need to dwell on the boring stuff. Just stop with your clumsy performance."

As an investor, Pantalone was already used to such undesirable remarks from Sandoni.

Rather, it's quite normal for Sandonne, as the contractor, to have such deep opinions about the demands he once made to the "puppet."

This made Pantalone unconcerned about Sandone's sarcasm, if there was anything worth caring about.

So they are probably the "scattered soldiers" who have remained silent from the beginning until now.

Aside from the "girl" who dislikes participating in these kinds of topics at gatherings and is generally reluctant to speak, the eccentric and arrogant "scattered soldier" surprisingly didn't say a word at this time.

This caused a hint of surprise to appear in Pantalone's eyes. The "skirmishers" in his mind were not necessarily such quiet people, making one wonder if there was something fishy going on among them.

As he pondered this matter, "Captain" Capitano, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up calmly.

“Elopharth’s words are not without reason. This gathering exists for the great cause that we Fools are pursuing. However, there is no need to say anything more about the superfluous pleasantries and opening remarks.”

"As for Dotole, I want to know if the research you and Pantalone once worked on can be put into practice now."

As the "captain" spoke, he then turned the conversation to the "Doctor," who was standing aside, and asked about the current progress of the research project that Pantalone had invested a lot of money in.

When the "Captain" took the initiative to steer the conversation toward the "Doctor," a strange look appeared in the eyes of the other Fatui officers.

Regarding the research between Pantalone and "The Doctor," since the results of that research have been achieved as planned.

Its finished product was then applied to the Fools for their own use, or rather, it was the existence of that 'achievement' that enabled the Fools to have enough confidence to carry out their plans and actions in advance.

It is also a crucial part of the grand plan to rewrite the 'natural law'. Upon receiving this reply, the "Doctor" smiled gently.

"The model of the device used to modify the Teyvat Law has been completed. As the proposer, Pantalone should have already reported it to the Chief, which can be verified by His Excellency."

"After conquering the gaze of the gods, the Fools will take a new step and touch upon a sacred realm and state that cannot be understood by the common sense of the world."

"At least for now, everything is ready. All that's needed is for the final game to begin, and then this game will be in our hands."

After receiving the "Doctor's" reply, the other executives also learned at that moment that it came from the "Doctor's" answer.

However, to make a final decision, it was necessary to consult one person's opinion, which drew everyone's attention to that figure. The old man with pale silver hair, who was the leader of the Fools' Executors and was seated at the head of the table, slightly opened his dark starry eyes.

"As anticipated in the plan, all the preparations that we fools needed to complete have now been done."

"Now, the time for change has arrived. The order that has sustained this continent for millennia is about to be rewritten in our hands... This is the time of judgment!"

"Now it's time to begin... the final fool's play that we're about to direct."

The words and pronouncements from "The Clown" made all the executives here understand the will of "The Clown," who was the commander of the Fools.

If everything before was simply what the Fools were planning to do, then now, with the announcement of the "Clown," it means that the Fools have fully entered the stage of attacking the other six countries.

This is precisely the arrangement before taking action and executing the final preparations, and the preview of the plan.

No one was surprised by this, as it was something that had happened before the gathering, and the Fatui executors had already noticed it.

This announcement from the "clown" marks the official start of this grand farce directed by the fools.

The executives on this stage are all characters in this farce, but their stage is not limited to this frigid northern land in the dead of winter.

In their eyes, the only place that can be called a stage is this vast continent of Teyvat.

On this grand stage, the Fools, known as the Eleven Executors of Fools, will perform the grand drama and foolish plays they have prepared for this world.

However, before they can fully implement their will and spread the authority of the Fools to all corners of the world, there is one more thing they need to face, amidst the various expressions of the other executives.

The "clown," who was in charge of the Fools, sat at the head of the table and addressed everyone.

"But before that, we need to welcome a new colleague. Let's give him a proper welcome before we get started."

Under the words "clown," everyone's gaze fell on the direction of the only road that stretched out, and they walked crisply into the darkness.

With a cool and aloof expression, long golden hair, and a spotless robe as radiant as the North Star, draped in an executive cloak that revealed his golden and icy eyes, he stepped into the area where the palace was located.

The other executives present all wore strange expressions and looked at the blond, white-clad figure wearing an executive cloak.

In particular, "Young Master" D'Artagnan, the newly appointed eleventh executive officer, realized it at first glance.

The person in front of him was stronger than he had imagined.

Under the strange gazes and expressions of the other executives, Piero, the "clown" and CEO of the Fools, announced this to the other executives present.

"Let's welcome our comrade, a special executive officer who is not among the eleven executive officers—"

"The Eleventh Executive Officer of the Fools, the 'Prince'."

Chapter 181 Our military might is overwhelming, no matter how many suns are in the sky (5k)

The moment the stage was set up, the farce began.

The thunderous boots and iron cavalry swept across the land, spreading the fame of the Fools and Winter to all nations and peoples.

The far-off, frigid land of Winter Kingdom now displays its authority, and the proud fools are so steadfast in their beliefs that they sweep across the land with their icy storms.

Those who can perceive it know that beneath this grand spectacle, an invisible force is plucking the strings of fate, shaping the destiny of this world.

He was not in the lead-up to everything, but behind the scenes.