Just as the Red Tide Assistance Fund was advancing with full force, the Snow Peak Council had also quietly settled.
"Elected by representatives from all sides within the county, to ensure the interests of the people and the aristocracy's autonomy."
The official announcement sounded grandiose, as if it was a great leap forward in the political civilization of the Northern Territory.
Yet the long table inside the council hall had long been laid out as a chessboard by Louis.
As for the so-called representatives, of course, not just anyone could come.
The majority of the seats were filled by individuals nominated as "prestigious and capable."
Translated, it roughly meant: Louis's confidants could join, the obedient could stay, and those who disobeyed? Sorry, the door is over there.
Yorn and Willis sat near the head of the table, smiling with ease.
Though Edward, Roland, and others were not close to Louis, they were considered "reliable and controllable," thus included.
