The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Besides grain, these people have now begun to slowly infiltrate schools, businesses, the economy, and other fields.

Educational institutions, propaganda agencies, law enforcement agencies, economic institutions, etc., except for law enforcement agencies, almost all have been filled with their people.

However, Dorlay is already preparing, and when they jump out for their next plan, he will begin to close the net. Now, he is just waiting for his daughter to come and complain to him, and then he will deal with the school's affairs first.

He wants to establish a persona for himself, which is that he won't solve problems unless others come to him, acting as a lazy administrator on the surface, to facilitate those people's actions.

At the same time, the Scarab clone is now slowly leaving the north and heading south.

…

Monica felt a little angry after hearing what several classmates said.

But she still held back and didn't say anything. Her father only told her to study and not to meddle in too many things. Moreover, hearing is unreliable, seeing is believing. So, she planned to wait a few days until her father allowed her to go to school and see if it was really true.

If it's true, she will complain to her father.

So, although Monica was angry and felt sorry for her two classmates, she didn't go to Dorlay.

Soon, five days passed.

Monica went to school. Sure enough, the school had changed. Some familiar people were gone, and some arrogant and domineering strangers had appeared. The previous students had pretty good character, but now, some messy people had come.

Back home, Monica went straight to complain.

December 1st.

In the early morning, Dorlay's figure appeared at the entrance of the City Hall. Taking advantage of the fact that it wasn't yet time for work, he quietly walked towards the building.

The guards guarding the building saw Dorlay coming from afar, and were slightly surprised, hurriedly saluting.

Dorlay, with light steps, nodded slightly to them, and as he passed by, he said softly, "Notify everyone to hold an internal meeting. All the heads must be present."

The two guards glanced at each other and immediately nodded, "Yes, Lord City Lord."

Both of them had seen the changes in the city. Now that the City Lord was finally coming forward, they estimated that things were serious.

Yesterday, they heard that Princess Monica had thrown a tantrum at school and even hit several noble students. They wondered if it was because of this matter?

Dorlay's every move affected everyone's hearts. Princess Monica's performance at school yesterday naturally made many people aware, especially those in the City Lord's Mansion.

At the entrance, the two quickly arranged for someone to take over, and then notified the Political Office to spread the word. In less than half an hour, the entire city seemed to quiet down.

City Hall, main building, huge office, Dorlay had been sitting here for half an hour.

One after another, several Deputy City Lords arrived first. Wayne, Jefferson, Carroll, Anderson, Conti, and others arrived one after another. After saluting Dorlay, they sat nervously in their seats.

Dorlay didn't speak, his expression was very calm, but his gaze was directed outside the sky. He ignored whoever came in. When Wayne came in, he nodded slightly, but pretended not to see the others.

…

Several Deputy City Lords took turns managing the city. Anderson was currently in charge of education, and he felt a little uneasy.

Those policies were agreed upon together under the instructions of several major nobles. Dorlay didn't say when he would return. In order to enjoy more educational resources, they made a decision without authorization.

Of course, he wasn't the only one making the decision. It was the unanimous result of most nobles, and some people fueled the flames. Anderson knew who they were, but he couldn't change the general trend, so he agreed.

Yesterday, Little Princess Monica went to school, and today they were holding a meeting. He was sweating bullets.

He secretly glanced at Dorlay. This glance was not good. After seeing it, he was shocked. Dorlay's strength couldn't be seen clearly at all, and he had become even more unfathomable. He just didn't know how powerful he was now.

Before, he could vaguely sense the powerful force on the other person, but now, he couldn't even sense the force.

He just didn't know if this was just a clone or the real body.

After everyone came in, they sat in their seats, looking at me and I looking at you, exchanging glances, silently.

The conference room was very large, enough to accommodate hundreds of people. The conference table was round, but only half of the circle was connected together. The other half of the circle that was not there only had one table, with only Dorlay sitting there, while the others all sat in the opposite half circle.

The people in front came very densely, and the people who came later came sparsely. Even those few who tried their best to enter the management came in.

However, these few came a little later, and they didn't salute Dorlay, but walked straight to their seats, and looked very high-profile.

Everyone who saw this was sweating for these people.

Dorlay also saw a few people, and their information appeared in his mind.

Foyego, currently the deputy in charge of logistics; Gordon, currently the deputy in charge of commerce; Leon Lear, currently the deputy in the Ministry of Education.

Although these three people are all deputies, they are all deputies with real power, especially Leon Lear. Many decisions in the Ministry of Education were decided by him and the other two.

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These three people are definitely traitors.

…

Leon Lear raised his head and walked in, sitting straight in his seat.

He slowly sat down, and then saw the others looking at him strangely. Only then did he notice that the original personnel belonging to the Albis Mountains would go to the middle and salute Dorlay.

His heart sank. He was already planning to cause trouble, and now he didn't respect the owner, he must have been targeted.

He glanced at Foyego and Gordon, both of whom had wrinkles at the corners of their eyes at this time.

It was quiet all around, no one spoke, making them a little uneasy.

After a while, the door of the conference room slowly closed, and the light from the door completely disappeared.

The conference room dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, the lights on the ceiling turned on, illuminating the conference room as if it were daytime, and everyone could see the table in front of them very clearly.

Everyone was a little nervous.

At this moment, Dorlay suddenly spoke, "Only some of the people from the Military Department and the Security Department have come. They have tasks to perform, so I won't bother them. Now, let's start department by department and report on what you have done in the past six months when I was away. Now, let's start with the Ministry of Finance."

The Ministry of Finance was managed by the Leute family, and finance and logistics were almost inseparable.

He had already thought of the draft, and he didn't even need to think about it.

"Reporting to Lord City Lord, the Ministry of Finance is divided into two parts, one part is commercial income, and the other part is mining income. For commercial income, we are currently following the previous management model and keeping taxes very low to increase the circulation of commerce. However, in the past six months, we have slightly increased some taxes and graded the taxes, collecting them according to the Vassenburg model. However, from the current point of view, it is not ideal, and the tax revenue has not increased. The main source of tax revenue is caravans and commercial transactions. Currently, there are approximately 10 billion gold coins sealed in the treasury. The other part…" Jefferson said while thinking, and while speaking, cold sweat dripped down his back, because many things contradicted what Dorlay had said before, although it was only a slight contradiction.

Dorlay had no expression on his face, and after listening to everything, he seemed to be thinking about something.

"Next, the Ministry of Education," Dorlay continued expressionlessly.