"This kind of war beast sounds like it can be a powerful enough boost on the frontal battlefield."
This is the representative of the Moss clan, the 4th councilor, Pollock Greenskin Slicer. The degree of muscle development on his body can also be seen through the size of his armor.
During these days in the World's Edge Mountains, he had also fought against ogres and knew the effect of combining the ogre's power with the ratman's agility.
What's more, usually the Moss clan doesn't receive the bulk of the parliament's money.
"I object."
Esky raised his hand.
"The weapons of the Skryre clan are enough to destroy skeletons on the battlefield, as long as you pay enough rent and military expenses."
His words caused the people of the Moss clan to focus directly on him, exuding huge pressure.
Warlords of this level have abilities similar to those of seeing and hearing Haki and overlord's Haki.
"Member 7."
The last few words gave Eski enough pressure, but they made the red light in his eyes light up.
Perhaps it was because of the red light that the 7th Member ignored the 4th Member and instead looked at the 13th Member, the Gray Prophet.
"If you want to test it, you can give it to our Skry Clan. We will not charge any testing fees and we can give a fair evaluation."
The engineer warlock said.
"You've gone too far, Engineer-Warlock."
The Gray Seer ran his thumb over the snuff-box, warning of engineering comfort in a leisurely manner.
But the engineering warlock continued as if he didn't hear what he said.
"After the Skry clan provided a new batch of financial support to the parliament, there really is no extra money to support the previously proposed troop dispatch to the northern front."
As he said that, the two pairs of scarlet eyes of the engineering warlock and the gray prophet looked at each other.
"Unless this batch of war beasts can be given to me for use, we will not be able to provide so much funds while maintaining the offensive."
"Twelve rat trolls, the total price is 1872 dimensional coins, which will be converted to 1900 for you, plus 1200 slaves. Because it is a test, it is no longer attached to a political treaty."
Seeing that the atmosphere at the council round table was getting colder, the animal tamer made his own offer.
The engineer warlock was surprised to find that he could afford this price.
That's not to say that the price is not expensive, but it is much lower than the psychological expectations of engineering warlocks.
This kind of price is generally for large-scale production of finished products, not for experimental products.
"However, we can also charge no fees, as long as the parliament agrees to account for 50% of the distribution of the spoils, and at the same time, hand over part of the command of the front line to the animal trainers of the Model clan."
That's clear.
The people of the Model clan are playing this trick.
The engineer warlock immediately raised his claws again.
"The command power is still too little. I think the Model clan should get two council seats on the front line."
The twelve councilors present turned their attention to Eski again.
Do political amateurs not understand the rules? The seventh councilman is indeed underage, but he seems too unscrupulous.
"Lord Gray Prophet, Lord Great Engineer Warlock, the Model Clan has a war beast giant rat, and this time the rat troll has been recuperating in the pit of hell for many years. I think the strength of the Model Clan has been Not under our Clan Skryre.”
Esky continued.
"It is natural for the Model clan to get two seats, and the Horned Rat will definitely mean the same thing. In my opinion, they can also fight for the position of Lord of Decay."
Horned rat? Thinking of Eski's white fur, the Gray Prophet took snuff vigorously in silence for a moment.
The animal trainer's mouth opened, but in the end nothing came out.
"Engineering Warlock, according to your opinion, which clan should give up these two seats? Is it our Moss clan or the Reikek clan? The one who should give up automatically is you, the lowest-ranking 7th Councilor. And the 6th Councilor of Clan Scarab.”
Pollock Greenskin Slicer said while polishing his sharp claws on the arm guards.
The engineer warlock also responded.
"If they wish, prepare for the duel ceremony."
Councilor 6 immediately looked at Esky and Pollock in horror. What does this have to do with him? He is just a warlord who got lucky.
"Just let them test the weapons. If the Skry Clan can pay in full, there is nothing wrong with handing it over to the Skry Clan."
The 9th member of the Slippery Clan trailed off, trying to calm down the atmosphere at the round table.
"Then let's take a vote."
The Gray Prophet set the tone and said again.
"I initiated an additional motion to support the Skry clan in paying for the experiment. The Model clan will hand over the rights to use the rat trolls to the Skry clan."
The parliament quarreled and quarreled, but in the end matters had to be decided by vote.
Councilor 9 immediately voted in favor, followed closely by Esky, followed by the two votes from the Grand Engineer Warlock and the affiliated clan.
The vote of the 6th Member followed. He did not want to be initiated into a duel ceremony. Following the 6th Member, the 8th Member next to Esky also voted in agreement.
Pollock looked at the situation in front of him and reluctantly raised his paw, but he did not want a big fight in the council. In that case, they would be the ones who would suffer on the front line, so they could only agree to the Slippery Clan's proposal.
The 11th Councilor, Nogloost, a frontline commander born in the Rikek clan, also voted in favor.
The number of yes votes has reached 7, which means that this proposal has been passed.
Upon seeing this, the Gray Prophet looked down at the Model trainer.
"Does the Model clan want to apply for a duel? The application fee can be paid later."
Looking at the thirteen members, he opened his mouth, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched to say something, but in the end he just said.
"We didn't mean it."
With the animal trainer lowering his head and silently rubbing his four hands holding weapons, the council quickly ended today's meeting.
In the passage out of the parliament, the Gray Prophet and the three members beside him were carried out of the parliament by a large group of clean slave rats. They sat on the seats made of rat flesh, expressionless.
Just the constant wagging of their tails seemed to indicate that they were still in a happy mood.
Despite what happened in the end, the Skryre clan still spit out a lot.
The 8th Congressman and the 4th Congressman came together, and both seemed to be holding something behind their backs.
The 6th Congressman followed the 11th Congressman's team, walking very fast, and seemed not to even have the courage to look back at Eski. The engineer warlock smelled the smell of fear from his body.
Except for the other two members who left alone, the three members of the Skry clan camp stayed in the conference room.
"You were too reckless about what happened today, Eski."
"The power of the Model clan is strong enough. The position of the stars and the omen of the horned rat tell me this. We cannot let them get involved in the south so quickly."
Esky stood far enough away from Trabb and said again.
"Let them fight with hairless monsters, green-skinned things in the north. Didn't you say that there is a delicious hairless monster thing in the north? I remember it was called a halfling?"
The great engineering warlock pinched his staff, released it, and said.
"I'll just take it as such. You need to protect our interests for the bill the day after tomorrow. I will give you the specific plan before the meeting."
The white-haired engineering warlock's eyes twitched, before the meeting? It seems that this is the normal state of the Rat Council.
