Chapter 489 Conversation with the Senate
Chapter 489 Conversation with the Senate
As the saying goes, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
It may sound harsh, but it is indeed a truth of the world.
Just like now.
The members of the Senate of Ohmma had been coldly scolded and almost beaten by Yun Zhi just a few days ago, but as soon as Yun Zhi showed even the slightest sign of goodwill, they would eagerly come running to wag their tails.
"It's a pleasure to have you meet with us, Mr. Yunzhi."
The enthusiastic senator expressed his delight:
"I have come on behalf of Lady Kainese to escort you to the Senate to discuss the future of Ohmmar."
There is only one path for Ohmma's future, as Yun said, which is even more rigorous than the moment that the wise man anchored.
I almost forgot that this world may itself be anchored within the wisdom of the Venerable One, but it is not yet time to bring the cause and effect to a close.
"Dawn Cloud Cliff? I thought they would come to see me in person."
Yunzhi didn't give them any face either, and mocked them:
"Is it out of fear of the power of a demigod, or do you yourselves know that you are nothing more than a bunch of ants hiding under the protection of a demigod?"
The person who came to make the contact twitched, but didn't know how to refute it.
She chose to change the subject: "The demigods are only temporarily in charge of Ohmar; Ohmar will eventually belong to the citizens."
No.
Thoughts of the Clouds:
—In the end, Onphalus will belong to the [Hunter].
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I've been to Liming Yunya before.
The assembly of citizens was held here, as was the road leading to the statue of Cephalus.
More importantly, the Senate is also located here.
According to the history of Onphalus, the Senate was once subjected to a bloody purge, with the dictatorial Empress Crydela suppressing these disrespectful elders with iron-fisted methods.
Unfortunately, this period of prosperity was short-lived. As soon as Crydella died, the Senate was eager to make a comeback.
...I have no right to say anything. Isn't the same with the Medicine King's Secret Manual? No matter how many times you catch them, you can't kill them all.
"Is Dawn Cliff always this busy?"
People come and go.
The main problem is that Yunzhi doesn't know what they're busy with.
Looking around, some people were kneeling and praying, some were walking back and forth in a hurry, and some were staring at the murals on the wall in a daze—I don’t know what’s so interesting about the murals on the wall.
In short, there don't seem to be many people working.
"After all, it is the place where the citizens' assembly is held, and even when there are no meetings, someone needs to maintain it."
Perhaps having learned of Yunzhi's complaints from the guide, the Senate actually sent high-ranking officials to investigate.
And it was someone they knew.
"You are... Katniss?"
...Is there only one senator in the Senate?
She was the one who clashed with Aglaia last time.
However, Yunzhi quickly expressed her understanding.
—This person would probably do anything to strike at the cost of Aglaia and the Golden Blood.
"It's me. I'm very happy to leave a mark on your memory."
Katniss's eyes gleamed, but her smile resembled that of a wolf in sheep's clothing.
"I originally thought that our distinguished guests would be more supportive of Aglaia and the Golden Family's claims."
"It's irrelevant."
Yun Zhi smiled and said, "They have their reasons. I'm just giving you a better future."
"However, even though I'm just an outsider, I know that your citizens' assembly here needs a chairperson... but I heard that person has disappeared?"
Lukurgos, longtime chairman of the conference, honorary senator of the Senate, and a member of the clergy.
Because of the other party's obvious neutrality, he was repeatedly elected as the chairman of the meeting.
...but it's definitely not there now.
As expected, Katniss responded with great pride upon hearing this:
"The whereabouts of the audience for the divine ceremony are unknown, and I'm taking on the role of chairman of the meeting. I think the Golden Blood has been in charge of Ohma long enough, hasn't it?"
Yunzhi: ...
That's right. It's really unacceptable that I haven't killed you all after all this time.
After all, the Senate is not like the Medicine King's secret teachings, which are resilient to life.
"That's certainly been long enough."
Yun said:
"Compared to the unchanging, a stormy weather suits me much better... What are your plans?"
"The Golden Clan calls for war, and of course we must respond with war."
Katniss made no attempt to hide anything—or rather, she didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said:
"If the golden generation uses their wealth to suppress kind-hearted people, we will not hesitate to demonstrate the rights and spirit that citizens of Ohmma should have."
Yunzhi confirmed that she was telling the truth.
...Does telling too many lies make you think that everything you do is right?
How old are you?
Although it's really impolite to ask a lady's age, Yunzhi couldn't help but ask.
Katniss made a strange expression at just the right moment:
"What? Does the distinguished guest feel that I look too young to be befit the title of elder statesman?"
She made a joke.
"It's nothing."
In professional terms, this is called data inheritance; well, in more layman's terms, it should be called...
Possession?
"Of course, you have stayed in Ohmma for many days, and judging from your demeanor, you are not someone who fears war. If we can gain the support of our distinguished guest, our chances of defeating the demigod will be greatly increased."
Katniss's tone took on a hint of flattery.
"I'm just a simple soldier, I don't understand many intricacies. Just tell me what I can get in return."
Yun crossed his arms and began to speak with great interest:
"The two children who came with me are still young, at the kindest age. I'm glad you didn't go looking for them, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to talk to you properly here."
Katniss sensed the dissatisfaction in Yun's words and guessed:
"Oh? Could it be that the Golden Descendant did something to your child?"
"I didn't do anything, I was just a little dissatisfied with some of their behaviors."
Yun sighed:
"As I said, children are at an age where they are kind, and they haven't yet learned to say no to their sincere requests."
Katniss understood:
"Are you angry about Aglaia and the other Golden Bloods arbitrarily ordering Mr. Danheng and Miss Xing around?"
"Besides, they always make my companions do dangerous things that could cost them their lives at any moment."
Yun's disdainful tone was quite genuine: "Saying we are honored guests seems more like treating us as free labor."
Although it was always the two children who were busy, Yunzhi basically didn't contribute anything.
(Nikadori: Ah, right, right, right.)
Katniss burst into laughter:
"Hahahaha... It seems Aglaia's arrogance has made her forget even the most basic manners. Making their distinguished guests do dangerous things is typical of the Golden Blood."
Katniss's expression became more sincere: "There was a slight misunderstanding between us during our last meeting, and I apologize for that."
"There's nothing to apologize for; it was just a minor verbal dispute, something that happens everywhere."
Yun waved her hand, indicating that she didn't care about these things.
They were about to reach the Council of Demigods, an open-air... plaza.
"Unlike the Golden Clan, we receive help, and the Senate will reward us accordingly."
As she approached the Council of Demigods, Katniss made a promise:
"If you are willing to support us, we are willing to provide you with the best services in Ohm and a seat in the Senate."
In their view, this was already the best.
After all, the Senate is the center of power in Ohma; who wouldn't want it?
Katniss believed she had already shown sincerity.
But Yunzhi's answer was not very pleasant to hear:
"To bring them down, you're willing to let wolves into the house? I love people like you."
—Yun refused the cake and instead stuffed a lump of it into the other person's hand.
met free