You don't even want to call me godfather

"As for me, it's still the same as before," Manchester's seat was at the end, and he was the last to speak. He was considered the more honest one among the people present. "Most of the time I've been helping the Sheffield family import smuggled firearms, or helping the Solomons family export their wine. Our family seems to like to work alone, and they have never cooperated with me in import and export business."

"Well, very good." Koshe nodded, as if this meeting was just a formality. He put the cigarette in his mouth, stood up, and instructed, "Manchester, when you transport goods by water in the future, remember to observe the activities of foreign creatures. Bligh, try to cooperate with Manchester and use the ship to transport your people out. Sheffield - don't have too many conflicts with Lateran. Leave immediately after taking the things. Don't let any Lateran find out that you are Syracuse. That's it, the meeting is adjourned."

"Uh, that's it?" Solomons looked a little confused. He spread his hands, looked at the others, and then looked at Koshei. "I rushed here in a hurry, thinking there was something important to discuss, and it ended like this?"

"Ha... You're right, Solomons." Koshe had just stood up. Upon hearing this, he leaned over, supported his hands on the table, and looked at Solomons. "Leave the wine, and then you can go, Loft, send them away."

"Yes, Godfather," Loft obeyed. He stood up from his vice seat, walked to the door of the conference room, opened the door, and looked at the people who were still sitting in their seats. "Do you need me to ask you to stand up, gentlemen and ladies?"

"No, I don't need to. I can't wait to leave now."

Sheffield was obviously dissatisfied with everything here. He stood up impatiently, walked to the door, and after looking at Loft unfriendlyly, he left.

The rest of the people also left their seats and left the meeting room one after another.

Seeing that everyone had left, Loft closed the door of the conference room.

"Is it not proper to treat them this way, Koshe?"

At this time, Iris, who had remained silent, asked a question.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Iris," Koshe flicked the ash off his cigarette and said nonchalantly, "They and the Cascade family are just business partners. There's no need to give them too much face."

Iris frowned slightly when she heard that.

Since Destiny's death, she has replaced Destiny and become the leader of the wolf hunters.

But it was also because of Destiny that Koshe changed.

But unlike Ulysses, Koshei is clearly more domineering and cruel.

In this month, he has killed countless people who doubted him.

If this continues, it will definitely not be a good thing.

Iris knew that everything was caused by Destiny's death. Now, apart from her "grandmother" and "mother" who were far away in another country, there might be only one person who could truly be considered a member of Koshe's family.

"Speaking of which, Koshe," Iris suddenly had an idea when she thought of this, and she suggested, "How about taking some time to go see Lisa? I said before that I would take you to see her, but it seems that a lot of time has been wasted so far. Lisa is really looking forward to meeting you."

Koshe paused, looking straight ahead, as if hesitating about something.

He vaguely remembered that this seemed to have happened a long time ago.

Before he got to work on the angel experiment, Iris did mention to him that he had such a cousin.

But the events of this period of time have really occupied most of his energy. Now, his mind is full of how to govern the country, how to consolidate his position, and how to develop his business.

"Huh... OK, I got it."

After a long while, he put out his cigarette and agreed.

Chapter 3 Sheffield

After Koshe agreed to Iris's proposal to meet Lisa, he lit another cigarette and sat in the chairman's seat, as if waiting for something.

"Dong dong dong."

After a long time, there was a knock on the door of the conference room.

"godfather--"

A black head appeared. He looked outside cautiously, then tiptoed, closed the door, and walked in.

"You performed well today, Sheffield." Koshe exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at the visitor, and smiled with satisfaction. "Your emotions were on point, and your voice was loud. When I was downstairs, I thought you were really angry."

"Oh, isn't this what you asked for?" Sheffield turned away from his irritable look in front of the other families and even scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "You need to act impatient enough to observe the reactions of the representatives of the other families."

"Huh... Not bad. So, are there any signs of abnormality in these families?"

"No, not yet, Godfather," Sheffield replied, "The Bligh family and the Manchester family have behaved too calmly. They seem to be very cooperative with your ideas. But Solomons..."

"Solomons is a wine tycoon. He is young and has no children. He even attends family meetings in person," Koshe said of Solomons. "It's better to say that his personality is quite consistent with what a businessman should be like."

"Is that so..." Sheffield thought for a moment and then said, "But after observing for some time, I feel that Manchester is not as simple as it seems."

Hearing this, Koshe paused in flicking the ash from his cigarette and covered his mouth with his hand, as if thinking about something.

"How to say?"

"He is abnormally calm," Sheffield said, stroking his chin as he looked at the tabletop. "In the cooperation between you and several families, he should be the family that has benefited the least, and he is also at the bottom of the parliament. He should be dissatisfied, but he is the most obedient one among the families. I don't understand why. Is he doing it on purpose?"

"Okay, got it. I'll keep an eye on him." Koshei covered his mouth and lowered his head, as if analyzing Sheffield's conjecture. Then he asked, "What's the situation with the smuggling of firearms?"

"One batch of goods per week, each batch contains fifteen boxes, and each box contains one to two guns. Hand guns account for 95% of the total, and the rest are long guns or muskets. They are transported via the waterway managed by the Manchester family," Sheffield said without thinking, as if he had memorized the details from the beginning. "That waterway has many tributaries, some leading to Victoria, and some leading to Columbia. As long as we run fast, those Lateran guys will never be able to track down Syracuse."

"Well, very good." Koshe nodded. He stood up, walked slowly to Sheffield's side, and put his hand on his shoulder. "However, starting from this week, the smuggling of firearms can be slowed down."

"Eh?" Sheffield was stunned for a moment. He looked into Koshe's eyes with some confusion, "Why?"

"Syracuse doesn't need so many firearms now," Koshe explained. "The government has disappeared, and the Cascade family has no enemies. No matter how many firearms we have, they will only become bargaining chips for trading with the outside world in our hands."

"But...if that's the case, then my family..."

Sheffield seemed to be worried about something, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Don't worry, Sheffield. After your family retires, I will negotiate with your father and let the Sheffield family take over the legal industry of Syracuse. Similarly, you will get what you have always wanted," Koshe slowly leaned close to Sheffield's ear and whispered, "By then, you will have a new surname, Luca Cascade."

"Yes! I understand!" This sentence seemed to give Sheffield some kind of encouragement and stimulation, and he instantly became energetic again. "I will convey your suggestion to my father. Please wait for my good news, Godfather!"

"Well, go back, I'll contact you later."

Watching Sheffield leave the meeting room somewhat excitedly, Koshe let out a long sigh and leaned against the table.

"That boy is a good candidate," Loft said. "What's his name? Luca Sheffield? He's a good actor and knows right from wrong, but he's a little inexperienced."

"Yes, otherwise I would not cooperate with him alone to monitor the attitudes of the other families."

Koshei took a puff of his cigarette and said with some emotion.

"But I am a little curious, what kind of bargaining chips did you give him to make him so obedient, Godfather?"

"It's just taking advantage of a boy's longing for handsome things," Koshe looked up at the Cascade family crest and said, "When the Sheffield family starts to engage in legal business, I will give him the surname Cascade, that's all."

That's right, the reason why Koshe took a fancy to Sheffield and used him as a spy in several families was because he was still young and had a fascination for the Mafia.

He seemed to like the Mafia's style very much, and even when the Family Council was just established, he took the initiative to volunteer to work for Koshei.

Faced with this kind of free labor that comes right to his doorstep, Koshek will not waste his value.

He asked Sheffield to act as if he was not on good terms with him in front of the other families, and the more tense the atmosphere, the better.

And this seemed to be an easy task for Sheffield, and he agreed simply because of a promise made to him by Koshe.

"Isn't this... not a good idea, Godfather?" Loft said hesitantly about Koshe's decision, "Giving your surname to someone else like this..."

"How many people have the last name Cascade now, Loft?" Koshe was clear about Loft's hesitation, "I need some confidants. The last name Cascade does not represent bloodline. Destiny is an example. It is a representation. If Iris had her own name, I would also give her this last name."

"Eh? Me?" Iris was stunned for a moment when her name was suddenly called. She quickly shook her head and denied it. "No, no, no, I'm just a wolf hunter. How can I have the same last name as my godfather?"

"It's just an example. Don't panic, Iris." Koshei felt a little amused by Iris's inexplicable seriousness. He immediately changed the subject. "Let's not talk about this. Didn't you just say that you were going to meet my cousin? When are you going?"

"Well...if Godfather doesn't have other plans, you can go anytime. Lisa should be awake by now, and I have to bring her a meal when I go back later."

Hearing this, Koshe looked at Loft.

"After the meeting today, you will have free time, Godfather," Loft said, understandingly, "If you want to see your relatives, you should do it as soon as possible. You should see them when you can."

"Is this the advice you give me as an old senior?"

Koshe smiled. Perhaps it was because Loft had been with Ulysses for a long time, and sometimes what he said was somewhat similar in style to Ulysses.

But at least, Koshe didn't hate this feeling, as if familiar things were still around him and had not changed.

Thinking of this, for some reason, a hint of loneliness appeared in Koshe's eyes.

He closed his eyes and thought for a moment.

"Hu... Let's go and meet Lisa." After a long while, he left the table, beckoned Iris to leave, and instructed Loft, "Loft, I'll leave the affairs within the government to you first."

"Don't worry, I will make those bastards behave themselves."

Loft waved his hand, signaling that he shouldn't worry.

"Send those two bottles of wine to my mansion in a moment. If Hong is here, tell her I'll be back in a moment."

"Okay, got it, Godfather."

Koshe took a deep breath and left the meeting room with mixed feelings about meeting Lisa.

Chapter 4 Brother and Sister Meet

On the way to the welfare home, Koshe recalled what had happened over the past month.

After the fall of the government, some people panicked for a while, but soon the Cascade family took over the government.

To prevent the people from considering him a dictator, Koshei collaborated with several business families to stabilize public opinion.

During this time, Joseph often came to his mansion to find him, wanting to atone for the mistakes he had made before.

No matter how many times Koshe told him that he didn't blame him specifically, José still refused to give up and asked for punishment.

Finally, Jose took the initiative to apply for demotion, and Koshe agreed. Jose resigned from his position as a family cadre and became an ordinary party member again. Now as a thug of the Cascade family, he is active in handling various incidents.

Since the club incident, Msisha has completely disappeared from Koshe's life.

Koshe didn't know the exact reason, but he could vaguely guess some reasons.

Because it is very difficult for him to summon cubs now.

It seemed that because of the overloaded control of the cub that time, whenever he tried to call out the cub, he would feel a severe headache, a pain that went straight to his nerves.

Fortunately, the silence of Msissa did not affect him. He no longer needed to use hounds or cubs to deal with anyone, and gunshots were rarely heard in Syracuse.

It seemed as if the peace he had envisioned had really been achieved, with no disputes, no civil unrest, and everything was developing according to his wishes.

But sometimes, he would think alone whether the price paid for this hard-earned peace was too high.

"What are you thinking about, Godfather?" Iris' voice interrupted Koshe's thoughts. She looked at his melancholy expression and said, "We're here."

"Ah, um..."

Koshe responded somewhat dully. He raised his head and looked at the eye-catching "Dong" sign above the welfare home, wondering what he was thinking.

He threw away the cigarette at the door, stomped it out, and then followed Iris into the welfare home.

"Lisa usually rests in the dormitory on the second floor," Iris told Koshei as they went upstairs. "There are seven dormitories here. Previously, there were more than 20 children staying here, but now, Lisa is the only one left."

"Is that so?" Koshe patted his face. Before meeting Lisa, he even adjusted his tie. "You have had a hard time these past few years."

"People have to learn to adapt. Lisa has always been a very obedient child," Iris shrugged indifferently, but her expression was a little lonely. "But the child is only this age. It's really cruel to let her learn to be sensible and mature so early."

Seeing Iris suddenly depressed, Koshe wanted to comfort her, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them.

He had never experienced such a thing, so he couldn't be sure whether what he said would be comforting or irritating to Iris.

"Well, that won't do. Lisa is a very sensitive child. If she finds out that our emotions are not right, she will probably be infected."

Iris patted her cheeks like Koshei did. She took a few deep breaths, glanced at Koshei, and then opened the door of the dormitory in front of her.

"Lisa—are you awake?"

Iris walked into the dormitory first and asked tentatively.

"I'm awake, Sister Iris," Lisa said, sitting on the upper bunk bed, holding a fairy tale book and swinging her feet. "What's wrong?"

"It's about a topic I talked to you about before, Lisa." Iris took two steps to the side to allow Koshei behind her to enter the dormitory. "Maybe it's time for you to meet your brother."

"Eh?"

Looking at Koshei walking slowly into the dormitory, Linglan paused.

She nervously closed the book, placed it on the bed she was sitting on, and then climbed down the ladder.

"Hello, um... Lisa?" Looking at the little girl whose height was probably just below his chest, and the nine tails tangled together nervously behind her, Koshe asked Iris beside him in a low voice with some confusion, "Why is she Volper?"

"Don't ask me that... I'm curious too."

Iris decisively pushed the question back.

Lisa didn't say anything. She seemed to be looking her brother Koshe up and down, and finally her eyes moved to the cane in his hand.

"Um...is your leg not okay?"