Free Web NovelChapter 434: Chapter 46: Someone Who Likes West Can’t Be a Bad Person
With Eilvette’s imprisonment, this campaign to consolidate power had more or less come to an end.
Although the chain of evidence was somewhat tenuous, the final verdict was reasonable enough—at least, everyone could accept it.
Consequently, after the Central Royal Court issued its judgment against the former Grand Law Officer, Tuners from all regions declared their allegiance to the Wind Law Queen. With that, the hearts of the realm were won, and the political situation stabilized.
What relieved Westheid even more was that the imprisoned Eilvette did not put up a last-ditch struggle. He smoothly handed over all the keys and passwords to the various nodes, holding nothing back.
After all, no matter how resentful he felt, he had always served the Thousand Laws Royal Court with utmost dedication. Now that there was no Grand Law Officer to oversee everything, the many nodes controlled by the Royal Court needed a new person in charge. Otherwise, they would crumble at the first sign of a Demon counterattack.
At such a critical juncture, Eilvette would never act on a whim; he knew what was truly at stake.
Westheid put away the Truth Serum and Buzzer he had prepared, deciding not to use them. He would just let Eilvette sit in his cell for a while longer.
"Let’s appoint Faticia as the new Grand Law Officer. If we give her some time to reorganize the Tuner Group, there shouldn’t be any issues, right?"
At the afternoon tea party, Westheid looked at the Elven lady, who wore an elegant, wide-brimmed hat and had a lewdly voluptuous figure.
There were a few other Tuners more skilled than Faticia, but none were as suitable as the purple-haired beauty. After all, Faticia was the Queen’s confidante. With the lesson learned from Eilvette, Ailorus believed the candidate for Grand Law Officer didn’t necessarily have to be a Powerhouse with extraordinary Talent.
Loyalty was the number one factor a ruler should consider.
Having been offered such a coveted position by Duke Qinghui, Faticia shrank back and said timidly, "This... My abilities and prestige are far from enough to command respect."
"Don’t worry. I and Ailorus will help you secure this position. Just focus on your duties."
Westheid comforted her in a soft voice.
’The hardliner Tuners, led by Eilvette, have all been taken down. The rest wouldn’t dare utter a single word of dissent. Ailorus just needs to issue a decree. And if anyone dares to feign compliance while acting otherwise, well, I haven’t extended my demonic grasp into the Tuner Group yet. A corps of Tuners that is two-thirds female Elves...’
’I, the King of the Wheel, have my ways. Besides, after everything I’ve done in the Central Royal Court, my reputation is already in the gutter. A few more stains won’t make a difference.’
"In that case... I-I’ll do my best!"
Faticia’s face lit up with joy. She raised her head, but her gaze shifted between Westheid and Ailorus, a troubled look on her face. For a moment, she didn’t know to whom she should express her gratitude and loyalty.
’Who really calls the shots in the Thousand Laws Royal Court now... It’s hard to say.’
Fortunately, no one paid any mind to this. Westheid and Ailorus certainly didn’t care about such a minor detail; they were currently in a very intimate state.
The Wind Law Queen’s brilliant golden hair was adorned with exquisite braids and silver clips. A pure, cool-looking, off-the-shoulder emerald dress perfectly accentuated the supreme Charm of the Elf Royal Family. This was especially true as Ailorus was currently pressed tightly against Duke Qinghui, sitting in his lap, her dazzlingly fair legs swinging back and forth beneath her dress.
The Elf Lolita elegantly picked up an intricately crafted pastry with her small hands, took a bite herself, and then lifted it to Westheid’s lips. He hesitated for a moment but still accepted her feeding, and even had his bangs gently stroked by the Little Queen’s hand.
If they had been alone, Westheid wouldn’t have hesitated for so long.
However, they were not the only two at this afternoon tea. Reiya, Mivana, Yolanda, Mephit, and even Luyetan were all present. It was quite the star-studded cast.
Ever since his lovers had arrived, Westheid felt the Chaotic Scene had returned.
After Reiya and Mivana’s relationship had mended and improved, Westheid hadn’t experienced a Chaotic Scene for a long time. But with Ailorus joining the mix, he was once again feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
After all, they were all "T0." If there was no clear gap between them, Westheid couldn’t show obvious favoritism. No matter where Westheid went, they all had the right to accompany him.
Seeing Ailorus deliberately snuggle and rub against the man holding her, Mivana said bluntly:
"West, you’re not in heat, are you?"
’What are you talking about?!’
Westheid, nearly driven mad with anger by the Wolf-eared Maiden, quickly retorted:
"No! Besides, can’t you tell whether I’m in heat or not just by smelling me?"
"That’s true."
Mivana immediately used her racial Talent as a Beastman, moved closer to Westheid, sniffed him, and nodded.
"Mm, not in heat."
Mivana was relieved, but Ailorus wasn’t too pleased. She pursed her lips and said resentfully:
"Hmph... Am I really that lacking in Charm?"
Westheid hurriedly tried to console her, "No, no, no, of course Xiao Ai has Charm! There’s no doubt about it. Across the entire Mortal World, those who can compare to your beauty are few and far between."
’To be honest, Ailorus’s Charm was astounding. Both the Path of Resonance and the Elf race used Charm as their main attribute. Perhaps only the Pure Holy Spirit could definitively surpass her.’
’But then again, no matter how great her Charm, I, Duke Qinghui, am not into lolis. You could say my moral standards are suspiciously high. Any other promiscuous Imperial noble would have been ecstatic long ago. As long as she’s good-looking, he’d go for anything. So what if she’s a little young?’
