Male Succubus Apocalypse

On weekdays, when the parliament is not convened in the "Round Table Tower", there are second-level and third-level councilors sitting in the tower to handle general affairs, so this is why it is called the "City Lord's Mansion".

It was just past noon, there was no strong sunshine, the sky was gloomy, and the drizzle continued to fall. Surprisingly, for some reason, there were fewer people around the Round Table Tower, and it became increasingly quiet.

Looking at the all-white three-story building that symbolizes the highest power in Jincheng, a man sitting on a public bench on the street across from it - this bench came from the "Round Table Tower". It was a passed proposal for residents' convenience that gave Jincheng public benches - suddenly chuckled a few times, then crossed his legs happily.

He didn't hold an umbrella and let the rain wet his curly hair. He was waiting for someone, but that person never came.

So, with this tiny feeling of disappointment in his heart, he took out a small cigarette box from the space in his hand - this was a small bad habit he had developed in the past month - and then he skillfully took out a small metal lighter, blew it gently against the rain, and lit a cigarette in the box that was about the thickness of a finger and was customized for his own physique.

He took a deep breath, allowing his stiff body to relax.

"What? Brother Heng has discovered that? But he hasn't shown up yet. Has he really been fooled by my little trick?"

"No, the power that Xu Heng can mobilize is much greater than you can imagine. His judgment of things has once again shocked me. I have created the 'believer economy' based on my research in the psychiatric department, but he seems to have fully understood it just by relying on the schedule you specially left for him."

"Huh, how do you know? Have you always been with Brother Heng?"

"You can see the flow of spirits, right? I can only see the flow of spirits throughout the city. He was not stumped by any of your little tricks."

"Then why don't you come and stop me? I really want to show him my final performance."

"Well, if I hadn't helped you deal with the force in his hands, and he really came over, you would have been caught and spanked. Or do you want to be caught by him?

Like a kid who makes mistakes on purpose to get attention?"

"A child? Maybe. In front of Brother Heng, I am happy to be treated as a child. But this time, I want to convey my serious views on the future direction. I don't think I am making a mistake.

Your rank is not low, right? But in the end, when facing Brother Heng, you still had to join forces with me and hide? Don't you know very well that if you face him directly, you will fall unknowingly? From the beginning, I didn't think that my plan could really hinder him.

But I have to make him really take my ideas seriously and become a bad boy who is determined to continue to fight him even if he catches me."

"Hey, hey, hey, stop talking to yourself. This was not part of the plan we originally discussed. The main battlefield we finally reached would be the two of us confronting him when he is depressed, based on the success of the plan."

"I know, I know. Didn't I try my best? This is just a hypothesis. What if I can't reach the main battlefield?

Who knew you had the ability to use the mysterious power that Brother Balance had placed next to me? I didn't tell you my thoughts, and you didn't reveal your true strength, did you?

Moreover, I guess that your strength is actually so strong that you can control Jincheng without my operation, right? You just want to drag me into the water, right? You don't really want to take me as your apprentice, do you? "

"..."

"Forget it, forget it. Let me finish my experiment first. Now that I have come this far, I will see if Brother Heng is satisfied with my idea of ​​the succubus leader he nominated."

After Machi finished smoking his cigarette, he used the remaining burning butt to light a small hole at the bottom of a fire starter nearby, and set off a small firework towards the sky.

"Let's get started. The stage is ready. Unfortunately, the performer is not here."

……

Inside the Round Table Tower, in the "three-level conference hall" on the third floor, dishes cooked by the best chefs found in Golden City were served on the rectangular table set up in the center of the "round table".

The first of the three levels of councillors - the "city lord" sat on the main seat with a wide rectangle facing the door. He was not fat, but rather very thin, dressed simply, with some grey hair and a kind face. When he walked on the road, one would give the illusion that he was an ordinary old man out for a walk.

The mayor was very happy at this moment. He looked even more amiable. When the last dish was served, he took the initiative to stand up, raised the goblet in his hand, and said, "Congratulations, we have another outstanding candidate for the third-level councillor, Ms. Sewell. On behalf of all members of the parliament, I welcome you to join us!"

The so-called alternate system for members of parliament, from the moment it was proposed, was ostensibly intended to prevent outstanding talents from being buried in lower-level parliaments - non-members of parliament can apply to join the second and third-level parliaments, and after discussion and approval by members of the second and third-level parliaments, that person can become an alternate member of the same level.

Alternate members have the right to attend court and vote, but do not have the right to propose bills. Only after a period of probation and a vote by the entire parliament can they become formal members.

The exercise of this system is extremely rare in Jincheng's history. Most of the time, it is a reserve system that is used to attract sufficiently outstanding members.

There is no precedent for someone to directly jump to become a third-level councilor, because from the perspective of interests, no one wants someone to suddenly come in and take a piece of the pie.

"Swish"

As he stood up, the other third- and second-level councilors scattered on both sides of the square table - about a dozen people - also stood up in unison, holding their wine glasses.

But what the city lord was more concerned about was the man at the other end of the square table, who was wearing a gray suit and a gray mask, with only a pair of eyes showing and always observing his "distinguished guest" - the new ruler of the black street, "Sewell".

Under the gaze of all the congressmen who stood up, Sewell slowly picked up the wine glass and stood up slowly, but he did not speak, just looked at the city lord quietly.

Although she was not tall and her female figure was not strong enough, her calmness gave everyone present a sense of oppression as if she had control of the overall situation.

But standing up was a good signal for the city lord. "Here, I have to thank Councillor Leo, the second-level councillor. It was you who presented the reasonable demands of this outstanding talent to the parliament. Haha, you are still as good as ever."

Leo, who was placed on Sewell's right hand side, immediately gave him a flattering smile but did not say much.

"Then let me first offer a toast to you two, everyone, and even Jincheng's brighter future!" The city lord said, and drank the wine in his hand, and the people on both sides of the square table followed suit and did the same thing.

But after everyone had finished drinking, the city lord was somewhat surprised to find that the two new friends who had just arrived to join their "big family" did not do him the honor of drinking the wine in their hands.

Sewell and Leo just stood there without moving.

"You two, don't you like wine? Haha, don't worry, there is no poison in it. We all drank it, right? Hahaha." The city lord had to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, forced a smile, and tested jokingly.

"Yes, the wine is not poisonous, but this entire parliament is highly toxic and is slowly poisoning Jincheng." Sewell turned the wine glass and stopped looking at him. Instead, he stared at the shaking red liquid.

"Haha, after you come, won't you be able to work with us better to defend the parliament against poison?" Upon hearing this, the city lord's face darkened a little, and his smile stiffened a little.

The sarcasm of the other party was too obvious, but he thought that maybe it was just because he was the owner of a black street and still had some temper and personality, so he could tolerate it a little and wanted to give the other party a way out for his rude remarks.

"I often wonder if managing and manipulating the black market and my many dishonorable behaviors will taint the ideals I want to achieve. However, every time I see you, especially today, turning the round table into a square table,

If I don't do that, I won't have a saw sharp enough to saw the square table back into a round one, or to turn the square table into the round table I want. " Sewell still didn't respond directly, and spoke to herself. Although her voice was naturally soft like a woman, her tone was cold and firm, implying contempt for everyone present, which was enough to make the object of ridicule sound particularly uncomfortable.

"Ms. Sewell, what do you mean?" The city lord realized something was wrong. He put down his wine glass, restrained his bright smile, frowned slightly, and asked coldly.

"It's simple. I won't drink this wine, I won't eat this dish, and I'm going to overturn this table." Sewell said, tilting the wine glass in his hand and letting the wine flow under the table.

Leo on the right hesitated for a moment, but did not pour the wine. He put the glass back on the table - it was a vintage wine after all...

Before the city lord could react and think about why Sewell made such a move that was so different from his original plan.

There was a loud "bang" outside the window behind him. It was not loud, but loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

But he had to keep calm and ignore the strange phenomena outside the tower, because he was confident in the security forces around the Round Table Tower and was certain that Sewell would not do anything that would harm both parties.

He continued to look at the woman in front of him, his eyes became fierce, no longer calm, and asked threateningly: "Huwell, don't you want to join the parliament? You are domineering in the black streets, and no one cares, but this is my territory!"

"Hmph." Sewell just sneered, "I want to join the parliament, but not this garbage now." After saying that, he turned the wine glass in his hand upside down on the table.

“You!…” The city lord was about to explode, but his voice was covered up the next second.

"Anti-black market! Anti-casino! Anti-death fight! Anti-all gray and black industries!"

"The council must act! The city lord must take the lead in fighting the black market!"

"Why can the black market continue to exist despite being outside the law? Parliament must give us an explanation!"

Noisy, angry shouts penetrated the walls and came from all directions of the Round Table Tower.

Just when the city lord was overwhelmed by this sudden change, his confidant, who was also the communication secretary during the parliamentary meeting, opened the door and rushed in, shouting in a panic: "City lord! A large number of residents took to the streets to protest! Demand that the parliament send in troops to ban the black market!"

"How is it possible! That bunch of rabble! How could they have the guts to unite! Who led the way! How is it possible that I didn't receive any intelligence at all!" The city lord heard the secretary's roar faintly over the shouting outside the window, and shouted back without caring about his image.

"They are the members of parliament who had previously submitted their resignations! They seem to have spoken with one voice, 'slandering' the parliament for colluding with the black market! They are also stirring up public opinion and accusing the parliament of inaction!" The secretary ran to the city lord and reported, but due to the situation, he could only shout. However, he also believed that everyone present was his own people recognized by the city lord.

As soon as these words were spoken, the other councillors sitting on both sides of the table became panicked and began to whisper to each other, then looked at the equally shocked city lord, wanting him to give an explanation.

"Damn it! Are they all crazy?" The mayor cursed, but then in order to stabilize the morale of the army, he shouted again: "Don't be afraid! We just need to fool these idiots like before!... Ms. Sewell! You black street guys have gone too far! If we don't give these lambs a break, our parliament will have no choice but to introduce a restrictive bill! We are grasshoppers standing on the same line! You should understand! We just need to put on a show..."

"We've gone too far? Hahaha! Isn't it your parliament's greed for money that has given the black market the capital to run rampant? The people have been tolerant enough towards you! Even too much tolerance! You are not shepherds! Idiots!" Sewell laughed loudly, standing opposite the city lord, but his voice was so powerful that it passed through the long table and reached the city lord's ears.

"Damn it! So you want to die together? But we don't have much to lose! It's just that I can't be the next city lord! Those angry fools outside are here to destroy your industry!"

"My property? When did I have it? Am I not a candidate for parliament? Oh, yes, I seem to have evidence that you received stolen money, haha."

"We also approved the alternate councillor! People outside don't know about it! So what if it's stolen money! The whole Jincheng is under my rule, who else can find out except you! Since you are here with the threat of a fight to the death, don't even think about leaving today! At worst, we can just let the black market reorganize! There are plenty of obedient dogs out there!"

"Oh? Really?"

The city lord was about to call the guards in the tower to come up through the ring, when the door that had just been opened once was opened again.

"The City Defense Patrol abides by the law! They represent the will of the people of Jincheng! Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!"

"You...how could you collude with the black market! How could you break into the Round Table Tower without permission! You don't have the power to enforce the law!"

"We don't have it! But the people do! Lord Mayor! Someone reported that you have a sum of untraceable stolen money at home! We have come here to investigate you! We are now following the rules of the new parliament!"

"New Parliament?!"

Although the City Defense Patrol is directly under the supervision of the people of Jincheng, they still have to carry out their daily operations in accordance with the laws made by the parliament. The parliament will naturally make a series of clauses that are beneficial to itself, even to the point of shielding the black market, and divert the power of other departments in the city to obstruct the City Defense Patrol.

Because they are not part of a unified political system, the city defense patrol forces are not subject to the control of the parliament, but conversely, it is difficult for them to go against the entire Jincheng political system.

But the members of parliament also come from the general public. It’s just that after entering the parliamentary system, they naturally think they have become inhuman beings who are superior to the people.

Obviously, the political system was established by the people of Jincheng, but it has oppressed the people of Jincheng instead. The patrol army belongs to the people of Jincheng. It can be said that it has always been in a dilemma. It has only made the actions of the parliament smaller, but has not fundamentally solved any problems.

But perhaps, if someone had been able to completely change the traditional atmosphere of the entire parliament from the beginning of the establishment of this system, things like what happened later would not have happened... However, this is all hindsight, and the reality is far more cruel and complicated than imagined.

However, now there is a chance to save everything - what if, the parliament is destroyed from within? What if the black market destroys itself and cooperates with the city defense patrol?

This is almost a fantasy, but it can be realized today.

From now on, Jincheng’s system will be completely different.

Often, to fight against the dirty side, we need the justice of the dark side. We need to give up some of the complete justice and fairness, because many things are originally separated from it and hidden under justice and fairness.

This is what Ms. Sewell learned from her interactions and cooperation with March. If you treat a villain with kindness, you don't need to treat him with the same gentlemen's methods. If you treat a villain with kindness, how about treating a gentleman?

Just like managing the black market, being tough, fierce and cruel is the management style of "Ms. Sewell".

But once you do this, who can guarantee that your ideals will not be tainted as "Ms. Sewell" said? Can your heart be clear and upright?

If you drive away wolves and devour tigers, you will also become a beast. However, "Ms. Sewell" believes that she at least still has a "kind" heart, so she can still be a human being.