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Chapter 432

But now, concerning the interests of half the people present and the irreplaceable Officer Replacement Decree, you actually want to decide it all with this childish method? This is absolutely…

“Ridiculous!”

The Marquis Mori, who had been tricked twice already, slammed his hand on the table in front of him, stood up for the third time, and pointed at Leon’s nose while cursing:

“This is the Upper House Parliament! Not a place for your monkey business! You don’t deserve to be the Deputy Speaker! Get down from there right now!”

“Yes!”

Seeing someone taking the lead, the remaining noble parliamentarians who suffered losses in the Officer Replacement Decree also stood up one after another and condemned: “How can such a sacred place as the parliament allow you to mess around?”

“Get down!”

“In my opinion, we should add a temporary proposal to cancel the Lane Family’s deputy speaker seat!”

“Yes! And the Officer Replacement Decree must be re-voted! We won’t recognize any proposals passed this way!”

“Step down! Step down!”

Things are going bad!

Looking at the tumultuous group of members below the platform, the Minister of Finance standing to the side of the main platform couldn’t help but widen his eyes, wishing he could rush onto the platform and strangle Leon alive! Out of the 168 members present, nearly four out of ten were already leaning towards the Royal Family, and two more out of the remaining were convinced by Veronica. If the proposal was normally put forward, it would pass the initial review with 100% certainty.

Then Joshua would stand up, following his own arrangements, representing the Royal Family to strongly assert themselves, suppress some first, then take a half-step back to win over others, achieving a two-thirds majority to solidify the decree.

And Joshua, who attended this Upper House Parliament and “vigorously” promoted the landing of the replacement decree, could take over part of Veronica’s people, cultivate enough personal prestige, and successfully swallow the biggest benefits.

This thing that could have been done smoothly with almost guaranteed success, that damn Lionheart Duke just had to do something extra, insisting on playing these underhanded tricks! Now the opposition members are angry, directly causing a commotion, while those on his and Joshua’s side are at a disadvantage, making it hard for them to speak up. If the Proxy Speaker gets kicked off and has to vote again, what was originally almost certain will really become uncertain!

Useless for success, but excellent at failure!

After defining the “awkwardly coping” Leon on stage in his mind, the Minister of Finance glanced at the somewhat flustered Joshua sitting on the imperial throne, and couldn’t help but sigh internally.

He’s still just a kid, not yet an adult; encountering such an emotionally charged situation, he must have panicked inside. It seems impossible to rely on Joshua to stabilize the situation. In times like these, I still have to step up!”Everyone, please calm down!”

“Please listen to me everyone!”

The Minister of Finance stood up from his seat and loudly advised: “What’s most important now is for the Upper House Parliament to proceed normally!”

“Quiet! Everyone quiet down a bit!”

Although the Minister of Finance had considerable prestige, perhaps because he’d been tricked too much by Leon, the emotions of the members were all incredibly full, each face red with anger as they scolded him for misconduct, desecrating such a sacred scene as the parliament.

And the naturally short-tempered Marquis Mori, who had lost face twice in succession, directly started cursing loudly, shouting at the top of his lungs. The Minister of Finance’s desperate attempts to calm everyone were completely drowned out by the curses.

After shouting desperately a few times and realizing his voice was covered, the Minister of Finance became a little anxious. Meanwhile, Leon seemed to notice him and hurriedly waved him over, indicating he should quickly come up and speak. He even picked up the golden bell that had fallen earlier and bent down to pick up the small silver hammer that had dropped on the ground.

Right, there’s still the bell!

Realizing the “only solution” currently available, the Minister of Finance was suddenly filled with great joy. He didn’t even use the steps to get on the main platform, instead climbing up using hands and feet. Grabbing the small silver hammer from Leon’s hand, he prepared to strike the bell to stabilize the situation.

However, at this moment, the red light in Marquis Mori’s eyes below the platform flashed, and the anger in his heart suddenly doubled. For some reason, the sight of Leon on the platform became increasingly unbearable.

Unable to contain his rage, he simply kicked off the large leather shoe he was stepping on, then shouted loudly and threw the shoe with all his might at Leon on the platform.

Though his throw was a bit off, Leon on the platform seemed startled, taking two quick steps back, raising the hand holding the small silver hammer to dodge, causing the Minister of Finance who was trying to grab the hammer to lunge forward, his head instinctively lifting up…

“Bong!”

A dull sound that drowned out all the curses in the hall rang out. Marquis Mori’s leather shoe, made of raw cowhide, with a wooden heel pad and iron-clad tip, estimated to weigh two or three pounds, firmly struck the Minister of Finance’s back of the head, directly knocking him face-first to the ground.

And the “startled” Leon instinctively dodged backward, avoiding the Minister of Finance’s falling hand grabbing randomly, but the single-person podium beside him couldn’t avoid it, being pulled down by the Minister of Finance and crashing heavily onto him.

Ah, what?

What happened?

No idea? Me neither; I didn’t see clearly how it happened.

It seems something was thrown, then someone fell.

Facing this unexpected turn of events, all the members below the platform, including Marquis Mori who threw the shoe under sudden uncontrollable rage, were momentarily stunned. Only Leon on the platform didn’t freeze, but rather sighed slightly with a touch of helplessness.

How did he not get knocked unconscious by this? My luck is truly terrible… But it doesn’t matter anyway.

In the shocked expression of Joshua, Leon’s right foot hidden behind the podium suddenly kicked forward with a powerful wind, directly striking the Minister of Finance’s forehead.

After receiving this kick, the Minister of Finance, whose head had already been hit multiple times, finally fainted with a clear shoe print on his forehead. As for Leon, who completed the finishing blow, he pointed his finger at the dumbfounded Marquis Mori below the platform and shouted sternly:

“Someone is attempting to assassinate the Minister of Finance! Guards! Guards!”

“No! I’m not! I didn’t do it!”

Hearing Leon’s words, Marquis Mori below the platform suddenly realized and finally broke free from the uncontrolled rage.

However, the guards, startled by the sudden situation and having received the order from the Proxy Speaker, had already rushed over and pounced on him with fierce expressions, stacking themselves on top of him like a game of Jenga, causing him to scream in pain. Meanwhile, Leon on the platform appropriately cried out:

“Minister! Minister! Wake up, Minister!”

Dragging the unconscious Minister of Finance from beneath the single-person podium and wiping off the shoe dust from his face, Leon cleaned up the aftermath and directly threw the Minister of Finance back to the ground. He then pounded the single-person podium in front of him with his fists, glaring angrily at those below and yelling: “Look at what you’ve done! This is a sacred parliament! Not a street market! What do you think this place is?”


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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Native Language: Chinese
“Here, this is your salary for the week.” After handing over a small pouch, the woman sitting behind the desk with her legs crossed casually ticked something off in a small notebook. Without even looking up, she waved her hand dismissively and said, “Remember to file your taxes… next!” “Wait!” After dumping the coins from the small pouch, Leon looked at the eight large and one small coin in his palm—nine filthy, worn-out coins in total. He couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to rush over and settle the matter right then and there. “Damn it! I just defeated an evil-god-like entity trying to invade the world on Tuesday! And you, you bastard, are actually deducting the salary of a savior?!”

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