Chapter 299: Dog and Donkey Ancestor, what are you doing?

Yurta complained slightly:

"Brother, I understand your efforts to recruit talented people to expand Qinghui Territory's strength, but please think twice and don't just accept everyone you meet."

Westhead didn't need to speak. As soon as Yurda became a loyal minister, the flattering minister Mephis took the initiative to defend the monarch and shook his head:
"That's wrong. It's because I'm the commander, the overlord, and the master that I wantonly occupy and conquer. Those who appreciate my master's majesty, power, and charm will definitely follow my master wholeheartedly. This is the cornerstone of achieving great things."

Yuerda wanted to say something, but her brother waved his hand and said:

"It's okay. I know what's going on. From now on, you'll all be my colleagues. Be friendly. My followers will become more complicated in the future."

"Oh, I see, brother, as long as you are happy."

Mephis also bowed gracefully beside Westhead and saluted:
"My Lord, please rest assured that I will fight for the title of your most loyal dog by righteous means. When the expeditionary forces arrive one after another, I will fight on your behalf and bring you victory and glory!"

Westhead does not think that having numerous factions under his command is a bad thing. Having numerous factions and checks and balances on each other is the way to rule his subordinates. This is not for the fear of being sidelined, but to allow them to form healthy competition.

As for the question of loyalty, as Yulda said, the people Westhead truly trusts are either from the Bright People or have a connection with him that goes beyond friendship.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lord Qinghui's current charm is as good as ice.

Even if it is a production produced by Miel, he would not dare to use such a setting for the male protagonist so easily!
With the monarch's mediation, this small conflict came to an abrupt end as soon as it began to become tense.

Everyone left the parking lot and headed to the city center.

The parking lot built on a high ground in the suburbs can overlook a large area of ​​the city, and after entering the urban area, the scene you see is more detailed.

After the most advanced technology and unsparing resources poured in, Su Yue was expanding and enriching at an astonishing speed, changing almost every week. Among all kinds of new and beautiful buildings, bustling commercial streets, concert halls, opera houses, park areas and residential areas were intertwined. In the distance, the workshop area and the self-circulating farm were connected together, presenting a scene of vitality and competition.

The barriers spread across the sky above the city monitored the whereabouts and status of every airship that came and went. The main roads that extended in all directions could even connect to the direct territory of a certain silver-haired princess in the empire.

However, what Westhead was most proud of was the trade plan he had created.

Merchant groups from border areas, imperial provinces, Yuanxi Territory and even the Kingdom of Yonglan brought rare treasures, weapons and equipment, and strategic materials. They also took away all kinds of valuable resources from Suyue, from food, minerals to all kinds of daily necessities. They took whatever they could get.

The exchange ratio is very exaggerated. A truckload of grain seeds can be exchanged for an equal weight of construction materials.

A few years ago, I would never have dared to think about it, I’ll just see it in my dreams!

But after the gods and mortals were separated, chaos disasters of varying sizes broke out in various places. Only the Qinghui Territory was able to take precautions before they happened, and forcibly turned a territory called "Branch of Prosperity" on the border of chaos into a well-known paradise.

Most of the raw material production bases in the mortal world were severely damaged, but Qinghui Territory had raw material reserves far exceeding its own needs, which led to this incredible phenomenon.

Dumping raw materials and plundering industrial products!
This is the free market in our Qinghui Territory. It is so free and unfettered, but it is heavily manipulated by the invisible hand of Lord Qinghui.

The rise and strength of Qinghui Territory has elevated Suyue, which was supposed to be a newly built city, to a status that does not belong to it.

A capital city where the bright people live in seclusion? An isolated borderland?
Wrong! It is a rising international metropolis! The center of the new world!
"We can start to build a transportation network to Twilight Territory later. This is our biggest challenge so far, but I believe our capable guys can do it. Tell Roy that after the affairs officer arranges for the residents brought back this time, we can start to hand over to the expeditionary force."

Westhead reminded on the way that every time he went out to expand the circle, it would mean bringing a new trade and logistics route to Suyue, and bringing more and more severe challenges to the rear personnel of Qinghuiling.

But it doesn't matter. He doesn't need to worry about these trivial matters personally. The invisible big hand can just fiddle with them a few times and decide on the general policy. How can a guy who doesn't know how to share the worries of the monarch be worthy of working under Duke Qinghui?
As soon as he entered the mansion, Westhead told Yulda:

"I will go meet the witch leader of the Sunny Ring. Please ask her to go to the holy land tomorrow."

The only thing that Westhead needed to deal with personally at the moment was the [Ring of Sunshine]. He was a little lazy and decided to meet at the holy land, so that he could meet the Holy Spirit of Purity at the same time.

I haven't visited her for such a long time, the White-haired Old Ancestor must be unhappy and needs some coaxing.

Yuerda was stunned. "Let Miss Elena go to the Holy Land to wait? She hasn't completely sided with us yet, and she's a foreigner."

Westhead only asked a soul-searching question: "Is the witch leader of [Sunny Ring] pretty?"

Yuerda was stunned for a moment, then nodded rapidly:

"She's a beauty."

"That's fine. I think the ancestors will like it. What do you think?"

Yuerda's mouth twitched: "That's right"

After spending every day and night with the Bright Holy Spirit, the white-haired girl's worship filter for the white-haired ancestor has been completely shattered. Compared with the Holy Spirit of others, her own Holy Spirit is really a little bit unsightly.

"That's it. After all the things that have happened recently, even I feel tired. That's it. I need to rest first."

Mr. Qinghui slumped in his chair and rubbed his eyes.

Westhead's physical strength is endless, but since he went to Twilight Territory, he has not been able to relax mentally for a moment. Even if he is a legendary figure, he is still a mortal and will feel exhausted after high-intensity work.

In order to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to conquer the Kingdom of Yonglan, Westhead tried his best.

Strength, courage, luck, strategy. Giving everything you have, you have achieved an unprecedented victory.

With the identity of the Knight King, future plans can be activated, and the path to ascension can be used for both offense and defense.

At this moment, I let out the breath that I had been holding for several months, and fatigue came over me like a tide.

Upon hearing this, Yulda looked meaningfully at Westhead, as well as the white-haired dragon lady and the wolf-eared girl beside him.

There is no doubt that the way my brother relieves stress is to throw a big party and treat all the maids and court officials in the mansion to be violent scholars!
But the white-haired girl took these two powerful men into consideration and felt that her elder brother might not be able to show off his power.

So she turned and asked:
"Do you need my help? I'll go get Rozana. If necessary, I can accompany you... But please don't misunderstand me. I'm just worried about the issue of the Qinghui family's heir, that's all."

Reproduction and enjoyment are the virtues and the right path ordained by the empire's gods, and there is nothing that anyone can't do.

Therefore, Yurda frankly expressed her intention to sleep with him, and even tried to hide it.

Westhead was stunned for a moment before he realized what Yuerda meant. No, who do you think I am? Am I the kind of person who only knows how to party without knowing right or wrong?
Just have a good sleep.

Just as Westhead was about to speak, he felt the back of his neck being pressed by a soft and plump touch. Mivana excitedly hugged her lover's neck, lowered her head and sucked the man's earlobe, saying:

"I see. Is this how Weiss wanted to celebrate the break? Great! It's exactly what I thought. I was worried that you wouldn't want to."

Even Resia, who had always considered things from the perspective of a lover, blushed slightly, and her white jade fingers entwined the hair on her shoulders:

"Well, it's been a long time since we last had sex. Weiss, tonight..."

You are looking forward to it too, right?

During the time in the Kingdom of Yonglan, the whole day was either killing or fighting. It was exciting, but it was indeed a period of abstinence.

If you can endure a day without getting angry when staying with Westhead, a human-shaped self-propelled charm potion, you'd be a god.

What else could Lord Qinghui do? He could only stare at Yuerda expressionlessly with cold eyes.

Yurda, don't hurt me!
As both were legends, even though his combat power was stronger than any one of them, if Myvana and Resia joined forces, they would definitely suppress him physically.

This is the difference between racial bloodlines, so clear-cut!
The blonde girl also realized that she had acted on her own initiative and betrayed her elder brother, so she immediately shut her mouth, bowed, and left immediately.

And closed the door.

…………I am the dividing line of the hard battle…………

When the noon light of the next day shone through the window onto Westhead's eyelids, the latter woke up from his sweet sleep and opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is a handsome and pretty face with slightly parted cherry lips and a tongue sticking out to dissipate heat, which looks a bit silly.

Unlike the tragic situation that Westhead had imagined, where he was ravaged by the white-haired dragon lady and the wolf-eared girl, last night could be said to be a rare dream night in which he was not harshly exploited, but was instead surrounded by tenderness, thoughtfulness and sweetness.

Of course, this was due to the fact that Resia and Myvana did not use their full strength, but even if the two women let it go for 99% of the reason, don't I have 1% of the credit?

Having gained a clear upper hand in the beast-like training, Westhead heaved a sigh of relief and at the same time felt a little proud. He could finally say with a clear conscience -

Ah, it doesn’t matter, I fuck both of them the same!

Lord Qinghui reached out and stroked Mivana's big, furry tail, which felt very nice. The tail unconsciously wrapped around his thighs, which could be said to have a special kind of astringency.

"It's a pity that something is missing from the other leg."

As soon as Westhead sighed, he heard a voice from the side:

"I'm sorry, but my bloodline concentration isn't that high yet, and I don't have any signs of a dragon's tail."

Prince Qinghui turned his head and looked into the gorgeous blue eyes of Leixia. Those eyes were filled with deep attachment, a look that the silver-haired princess would never have on ordinary days. It would only appear at this moment when their bodies were tightly pressed together in a tender moment.

"Don't mind me, I'm just saying it casually. I like it no matter what it looks like."

This is true, the appearance is fake, the strength is real.

Westhead kissed the side of Reshia's face gently, then got up carefully and went out without waking Myvana.

Coming out of the bedroom, Westhead saw two close ministers guarding the door outside, one was Yurda, and the other was Mephis.

"Brother, as you ordered, Miss Elena, the leader of the Sunny Ring, has already gone to the Holy Land and is waiting for you."

Westhead: "I know the situation. I'll be there soon, but why are you standing so far away?"

Yulda's delicate face was slightly flushed, and she was obviously eavesdropping. She was standing several steps away from Westhead, as if she was afraid of being grabbed by Westhead and possessed in an instant.

"I just need to get used to it, Brother-sama."

The blue-haired girl smiled and said:

"How ridiculous! The thunder and rain from my Lord are all gifts! When I am trampled by him like a small fish, I can better appreciate the greatness and power of my Lord. What is there to be afraid of in such supreme happiness?"

Westhead shouted, "Don't talk anymore. If you have time, go and give some advice on the teaching of the Imperial Guard Academy. The Imperial Guards need the qualities of a knight apprentice. The training of the magic code is still too basic after all."

"Yes! Your will!"

Mavis bowed gracefully and left in a swift and decisive manner.

Westhead shook his head, then headed for the holy land.

Passing through the garden full of birdsong and flowers and approaching the central villa, Westhead heard some discordant sounds.

"Your Excellency the Holy Spirit, please don't do this."

"Hmm. Why not? They look alike. They really look alike."

What's the fuss?
Westhead frowned, quickened his pace, and pushed the door open.

What lay before him was a scene that made Westhead's brows twitch wildly:
Inside the house was a strange woman with black hair and a black dress whom he had never seen before. She was obviously Elena, the leader of the [Sunny Ring] who came here according to his wishes.

The other person was wearing a long skirt outlined with black and gold lines, with wide flared sleeves, a white double-breasted shirt in front of the chest that brought out her beautiful figure, and a tight black bodysuit, which was the dressing style of witches.

But at this moment, this elegant and charming witch was tightly stuck by the Pure Holy Spirit. The white-haired girl stared at the former's face and touched her all over.

The witch's slender hands wearing black ring-shaped gloves dealt with it awkwardly. She raised her delicate white chin, and her cold and intellectual face showed a deep sense of embarrassment.

Huh? This is what I see when I first arrive?

Dog and donkey ancestor, what on earth are you stirring up? !
(End of this chapter)