Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Leaning back in her chair, Candela twirled the pen between her fingers.

"This city is different from any other city. Its structure has no large-scale intervention from government forces and no invasion from foreign assets. It is truly a city that can be called absolutely free."

The man in the shadows moved slightly when he heard this.

"Oh?"

His voice was deep and heavy.

"Do you think you are freer than Dosoles?"

Candela sneered, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"I never said Dosores was a free city, this is just a cesspool.

And I am the bastard looking at this stinking ditch."

The pen in Candela's hand tapped lightly against her knuckles, making a sound that was neither light nor heavy.

Like a death knell, neither fast nor slow.

"This city is coveted by countless Bolivarians, but also despised by countless Bolivarians. It is both the weight on my scale and the trump card in my hand."

Having said that, Candela simply leaned back in her chair, and the flexible leather of the expensive custom-made Syracuse boss chair wrapped her slender figure.

Her white uniform, which was always clean and tidy, stood out against the dark environment under the night sky, making her look like a diamond that was out of place among a pile of coal.

"But that doesn't stop me from hating him."

The sturdy man opposite her seemed a little skeptical of Candela's words.

“Oh, isn’t it your most successful work?”

The man also leaned back and asked.

But in response to his question, Candela did not answer it directly, but told him a story.

"When this city was first established, countless people were eyeing it covetously. The Bolivarians sounded like a government, but most of them actually hadn't even figured out which faction they belonged to. They were only slightly better than the Sarkaz who had lost their homeland.

Such a country has been divided ever since the Iberians colonized here.

The Leitanian Academy and the Colombian government forces are wreaking havoc on Bolivarian lands, trying to annex them.”

Candela looked towards the night sky with eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the dim sky.

"But this group of people can do nothing except stir up the entire Bolivar into chaos.

These forces have never poured all their strength into this barren plain. They are always attacking each other and are also burdened with other things.

Although the Bolivarians here can unite for a short period of time for revenge, fighting and to defend their homes, this force always needs a clear goal.

Although they have now driven away all foreign forces and maintained the sovereignty of this land, the outside forces are still eyeing them covetously.

The conflict among the coalition government, the Singas dynasty and the Bolivarians will sooner or later erupt.

All three parties need a place to rest, a buffer zone, which can be a person or a place.

So, I built Dosorez.

Let this place be the meeting point of the three forces, and let everyone divert this strong smell of gunpowder by indulging in luxury in this den of debauchery."

Candela just said this.

"Clap clap clap."

There was polite applause.

"So, you still haven't answered my question about whether this masterpiece, which is based on Casimir's Knight Tournament, uses Victoria's knowledge, and combines the musical atmosphere of Leitania and the local characteristics of Bolivar, is your most successful work."

The man spoke slowly and calmly.

“Does the answer matter?”

Candela smiled.

"Since you are sitting here, you are the answer itself.

Being able to invite you here means I am still successful."

The man opposite smiled.

In the darkness, a flash of fire lit up.

"I'm not here for you this time."

Candela still had a decent smile on her face.

"I know you are doing this for your descendants."

The man raised the pipe in his hand.

The pipe fell on the table, and the firelight illuminated the line of words written by Zuan.

"You did it for him, then?"

Candela admitted it happily.

"Yes."

"I don't know what powerful force the caster of this city used to bite this piece of fat meat off Ursus' mouth. But it is undeniable that he succeeded."

"He was able to withstand the pressure from the two great powers, Yan and Ursus, and build such a city that defied the world. This is not something I can do, even now."

Candela confessed with great pleasure.

“But he did, so I needed his help.

Today, Zaun is the only special city-state in the entire Terra, and its unique new energy technology has amazed the entire Terra.

When Zaun Technologies was first established, I invited this elusive chairman to come to Dos Solitude for vacation several times.

After all, whoever can get even a little bit of goodwill from this city can increase their voice in this land.”

Candela said, sighing.

"I just don't know if the mayor of Zaun, who never showed up, would accept my unpresumptuous invitation."

As she spoke, Candela looked across the table.

"He will come."

The white smoke dissipated.

The scarlet dragon eyes flickered with a faint light, a flickering pipe was placed on the table, and the long and narrow dragon kiss opened slightly.

"After all, among the people who came this time were his...those babies from his family."

As if he had thought of something, Wei Yanwu quickly changed his words.

While I breathed a sigh of relief, I cursed at the same time.

You are such an awesome person, why are you in such a hurry to post something when you have nothing better to do?

He is more diligent in getting daughters than others in marrying mistresses!

You don’t mind it!

However, he actually didn't know.

Werewolves are pretty annoying now too.

"uncle!"

"uncle!"

"uncle!"

Three Ceobs surrounded the werewolf, and the trinity's looping sound made the werewolf look confused.

Looking at the two newly appeared naked Ceopes, the werewolf didn't understand what was going on, but he knew it by looking at the three of them looking like they were cut from the same mold.

Oh, something must have happened.

He had seen one person with three heads before, so these three were no problem at all.

"Okay, okay, get up first."

Pushing the three little eyes away, the werewolf looked at them.

Take a closer look.

When Texas first picked up Ceobe, the child said he was not used to wearing clothes or pants, but the adults in his family had seen nothing new.

After taking a closer look, the werewolf nodded.

Well, the size, dimensions, weight and size are exactly the same.

If you really want to find a difference, it's that the one on the left has a hairpin on the left ear, and the one on the right has a hairpin on the right ear.

Both of them were naked.

Apart from this, there was no other difference between the two Ceobs and the clothed one in the middle.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the three Ceobs, who were holding their fingers and staring at him with tearful eyes, the werewolf slapped his head.

What a sin! After I came back these few days, I was busy with the engineering department with Nian and had no time to take care of Keobe. Who would have thought that such a big thing would happen.

Sighing, the werewolf waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, both of you go put on your clothes first."

One of the three Ceobs immediately agreed and turned and ran away.

If the werewolf had not been quick enough to grab the one in the middle, she would have rushed out as well.

"I'm not talking about you! Aren't you wearing clothes?"

The werewolf poked Ceobe's head with his finger.

Ceob suddenly understood.

"Oh, that's right! Hey, I forgot!"

Scratching the back of her head, Ceobe smiled foolishly.

"Hey, you kid."

Looking at Xiaoke's silly and heartless smile, the werewolf didn't know what to say. He sighed and reached out his hand to rub the dog's head angrily.

Reaching out and touching the soft fur on top of Ceobe's head, Warwick looked at the enjoyment on Ceobe's face, and the helplessness in his heart suddenly disappeared by half.

Forget it, such a cute baby, let alone three, even ten or eight would not be too many.

However, just as he was rubbing the dog's head angrily.

"Well!"

"Ok!"

The other two Ceobs who were taking clothes out of Ceob's doghouse (no derogatory meaning) suddenly shuddered all over and showed the same intoxicated expression.

They fell on the bed together, and the smile on their faces stunned the werewolf.

You three monitors, are you supposed to share one host?

Chapter 28 Lin Guang's Family Affairs

Casimir, the Ringuang family mansion was silent.

Although the Linguang family was not one of the most prestigious families in the past, it was still quite famous.

Many people who are regarded as legends by the locals have emerged from this family.

There was once a knight from the Linguang family who single-handedly saw through and crushed the ambitions of the Leitanian nobles, cutting off their evil claws reaching out to Casimir.

There was also a knight who single-handedly integrated an almost disintegrated army of knights and gathered them together to defend a fortress that was about to be breached for several months.

Therefore, the ancestral home of the Linguang family is naturally quite grand and magnificent.

But now, the owner of this mansion is not named Linguang.

Because, it was bought by Zofia many years ago after she won a prize in the knight competition.

Knightly competitions not only gave Zofia a disabled left hand, but also gave her a lot of money and honor. Otherwise, she would not have been able to buy such a large mansion with a considerable amount of land and value.

Of course, using the word "buy" is not quite correct.