Yes, Madam Prime Minister

Therefore, whenever Dinia mentions the magic academy, all the wealthy people in the special city who are not of noble birth will go crazy to support her.

No, it's not just that. Even the cities that border the seven special cities but don't have magic academies will support her.

Dinia's hand, holding the teacup, paused in mid-air. After a long while, she finally spoke, "With my connections, I can't guarantee it will be done."

“Madam, whether you can do it or not is not important,” Ronan said. “What’s important is letting people know that you intend to do it.”

Ronan's words made Dinia very uncomfortable. "Making promises and then breaking them—isn't that deceiving the people?"

“If they couldn’t do it, then there must be bad actors behind it, or there must have been uncontrollable factors,” Ronan said. As a civil servant of the kingdom, preparing one’s explanation before things even begin is a basic skill.

“That’s enough.” Dinia disliked this kind of talk.

Just when Yvette thought Dinia would reject Ronan's suggestion, Dinia said, "Although it may not work out, your plan is worth a try. Let's do it this way. I will announce this intention when I take office in a few days, and then host a banquet for the mayors of the other special cities. At that time, Ronan, you will be responsible for communicating with the other secretaries-general."

"As for the report to be submitted, Yvette, you should draft a draft in the next few days."

“Yes, ma’am,” Ronan replied, then took his leave. “I’ll be going now.”

Dinia waved, indicating that Ronan could leave.

After Ronan left.

Yvette rubbed her forehead in disappointment; she had lost to Ronan once again.

After a long while, Yvette spoke again, "Didi, what he's saying is that he wants to continue as the Secretary-General of the City Hall after the merger of the special cities, becoming the head of the administrative staff."

“If I don’t appoint him as secretary-general, should I choose someone else?” Dinia retorted. “Besides, he has done so much, he deserves it.”

Yvette was still somewhat unwilling, "He is not a trustworthy person, and he has completely sidelined the mayor of Wright City."

“This matter cannot be entirely blamed on him,” Dinia said.

Although it was only two short days, she and Ronan fought side by side and experienced a lot, and she also learned a bit about Ronan's character from the sidelines.

Admittedly, there were many things about Ronan that she disliked.

However, on the ninth floor, facing immense temptation and the threat of death, Ronan remained steadfast and stood firmly by her side.

During that war eight years ago, she saw far too many shameless people who surrendered before the enemy even arrived, or who would lead the enemy to victory for the slightest gain.

In this respect alone, Ronan surpasses countless self-proclaimed upright individuals.

“Evie, barring any unforeseen circumstances, you, me, and him will be working together for the next few years. There’s no need to argue over some differing opinions.”

Dinia offered another word of advice.

“I…” Yvette wanted to explain, but she knew that explaining now would probably only have the opposite effect.

She was only a year younger than Dinia, and she also came from the Igis Orphanage. The two had known each other since they were children, but she was eliminated because of her magic performance.

They didn't keep in touch much after that, and they only really got to know each other again two years ago when Dinia came to the magic academy where she taught.

Yvette believed she knew Dinya well; Dinya was not someone who would easily change her opinion of someone.

It was obvious that her attitude towards Ronan was completely different from before.

What exactly happened on the ninth underground level that changed Dinya's opinion of Ronan, even leading her to trust and develop feelings for him?

"I'm leaving now," Yvette said, rising to take her leave.

She lost this round, but she would get back at him sooner or later, and she would never allow Ronan to spread his bad ideas to Dinia.

no way!

Chapter 45 Big Events, Clinging to a Powerful Figure, Creating a Major News Story

Two days later, in the morning at Wright City Hall, almost no one in any of the departments was doing their job properly.

They were all talking about Mayor Ares of White Star City and the Haidi people. The gossipy and chatty manner of these so-called gentlemen was no different from the kind of women who liked to talk about their own scandals that they usually looked down on.

The situation is similar in the other special cities.

After all, the incident in Baixing City caused such a huge commotion and involved so many people that it was simply impossible to completely block the news.

Therefore, Baal's strategy was to silence only a few people who knew more, while letting the others say whatever they wanted.

Ronan even went so far as to add fuel to the fire by having people spread all sorts of dubious rumors.

The more rumors there are, the further we are from the truth.

Moreover, only a few Seapiper people, Ronan, and Dinia know the complete truth; the others have no idea what happened underwater or in another dimension.

"Something terrible has happened!" A voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the discussion among the people in the city hall.

A dozen minutes later, everyone realized that something serious had really happened.

The continent's number one female magician came to their city of Wright to become mayor.

Faced with the prospect of a young female mayor taking office, everyone in Wright City Hall was in a panic, because no one could guess what would happen next, and what these civil servants feared most was not being able to figure out their leader's ways.

Is money more important to her, or is a person more important? I don't know.

Their knowledge of Dinia was limited to two things: first, she was beautiful; second, she was skilled at killing.

Did Dinia come here to kill someone?

Surely not? They were just running some gambling activities to boost the tourism economy. Why would they kill someone?

At noon, the heads of various departments of the city hall came to Ronan's office at the same time.

Regardless, Ronan was, after all, the head of civil affairs at the Wright City Hall and the true person in charge of Wright City.

With something this serious happening, who else can we turn to if not him?

To their surprise, Ronan remained remarkably calm, leisurely munching on his seafood paella. What kind of time is this? He can still eat? Eat my ass!

Aren't you afraid this might be your last meal? If the new mayor really wanted to kill someone, the first thing he'd do is hang you on a wooden frame.

Of course, no matter how irritable they were inside, the group still greeted Ronan with utmost respect and flattery, after all, they were all well-mannered gentlemen.

"As expected of Lord Ronan."

“That’s right, Ronan is the only one who can help in times like this.”

"What I admire most about Lord Ronan is his ability to remain calm under any circumstances."

A group of officials who usually act arrogantly in front of the citizens were now behaving extremely humbly.

Ronan put down his spoon. "Don't worry, I'll handle this mayor."

Ronan's words left the department heads looking at each other in bewilderment.

Got it? How did you do it? Could it be a honey trap? It's quite possible, after all, their Secretary-General is really handsome. However, the other party is the number one female magician on the continent. With that physique, she could probably break someone's waist with a single squeeze. Uh, Ronan is also a high-ranking magician, so it doesn't seem like a big problem.

"Secretary-General, can you reveal something concrete?" The one who asked the question was the current head of the Fisheries Protection Department. He was a staunch supporter of Ronan and one of the biggest money-makers among the Wright City civil servants who supervised and managed the "Game Ship." Ronan was now focused on planning the Dinia affair and had handed the position over to him.

To everyone's surprise, Ronan suddenly changed the subject, "Do you know about White Star City?"

This sentence instantly piqued everyone's curiosity.

"Secretary-General, what exactly happened to the Haidi people?" someone asked immediately.

"Secretary-General, I heard it's related to Mayor Alles of White Star City, is that true?"

"I heard that a group of people from White Star City were using the Haidi people for smuggling, and the mayor was also involved."

"I heard that Ares is dead."

"The mayor is dead?"

"My God, did the Haidi people kill the mayor?"

Ronan looked at the group of people talking all at once, and slapped the table. "I can only tell you that our mayor knows more about what's going on in White Star City than any of you do."

This statement made everyone ponder again, wondering what Ronan was implying.

The police chief's eyes darted around, and he immediately guessed what was going on. He then asked Ronan for confirmation, "I just have one question. The secretary-general has been away these past few days. Has he been with our mayor?"

“I won’t just answer ‘yes’,” Ronan said.

Ronan's statement, when translated, simply means "yes," and everyone present was a seasoned translator; no one didn't understand it.

Upon receiving this news, everyone's eyes lit up and they instantly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that their Secretary-General had already been in contact with the new mayor. No wonder he was so calm, and no wonder he was so confident in his ability to handle the situation.

You should have said so earlier! You made me worry all morning; I was almost ready to write my resignation letter.

Ronan's ability to win over the new mayor is undoubtedly a good thing for all of them.

However, Ronan is truly the envy of everyone. The former mayor treated him like a leg, and before the new female mayor even took office, he's already latched onto her. Who knows, in a couple of years he might become the female mayor's leg again.

"Secretary-General, I heard that a businessman recently came up with a hotel design idea. Could you perhaps offer some design suggestions?"

"A relative of mine recently renovated and reopened his shop. I wonder if the Secretary-General would be available to attend the opening ceremony?"

"Why don't you, Secretary-General, publish a book too?"

Everyone chimed in, their opinions becoming increasingly frank, to the point that they even published a book about it.

That group of people has absolutely no creativity.

They also know they lack creativity.

There was no other way. Ronan had latched onto the female mayor's coattails, so they had to hurry up and latch onto Ronan's coattails as well. Although they had already done so before, a new official brings a new atmosphere, and how could they prove themselves if they didn't do it again?

Why not just go and latch onto Dinia's coattails? Just kidding, trying to climb above your level and latch onto someone who doesn't know why the blackfish in Blackfish Harbor are so fat.

Ronan tapped his spoon on the plate to signal them to stop. "Alright, our next task is to help with the handover between the two mayors. Let me make this clear: the mayor is a very upright person, so you all better keep your distance."

"What about Blackfish Harbor?" one of them asked.

“Stand by the book for now,” Ronan replied. “In short, it’s best if you do nothing during this time; I’ll take care of everything.”

Two days later, Dinia arrived in Wright.

Three days later, under Ronan's leadership, the handover was successfully completed.

Five days later, Dinia delivered his inaugural address in the square.

This was something no previous mayor had ever done. The entire square was packed with people, after all, she was a great beauty and the number one female magician on the continent.

As for the officials, big and small, in Wright City, they were all outwardly excited but inwardly uninterested. In their view, Dinia was just spouting platitudes.

All they had to do was applaud wildly whenever the female mayor paused.

Dinya didn't bring a script and went straight to the stage to start speaking: "I'm not good at talking and I don't want to talk nonsense. There are only five things to say."

Chapter Forty-Six: Five Things, Five People, Five Tickets

"First, Mayor Ales of White Star City was extremely wicked and plotted treason. I discovered his plot while I was traveling there and then set a trap to kill me. I killed him in self-defense."

"Second, some of the Haidi people were deceived by Ares into participating in smuggling activities, and by sheer coincidence, they found the seeds of high-yield crops preserved by their ancestors."

"Third, based on my observation, the management of the seven special cities is very chaotic, and their development lags far behind that of the surrounding cities. I will suggest to higher authorities that the seven special cities be merged into a new city."

"Fourth, if a merger is possible, I will facilitate the formation of a tri-parliament."

"Fifth, as long as it is within my power to make the decision, I will do my best to build a magic academy in the new city with everyone's help."

"I'm done. Thank you."

After saying that, Dinia left without looking back.

The entire room fell silent, without applause, because everyone except Ronan, Yvette, and Agustina was dumbfounded.

In fact, when Dinia said she killed Ares, everyone was already stunned as if struck by lightning.

The fact that Dinia killed Ares is truly shocking.

However, the following comments were even more explosive, like waves slapping you in the face, leaving you completely disoriented.

The Diniyas had already left for quite some time, but the people in the square remained standing motionless, like wax figures.

Finally, Ronan broke the deathly silence with applause, which then rang out.

Then Ronan shouted "Long live the mayor!" and the other civil servants, both high and low, naturally followed suit. As some people shouted, other citizens inexplicably joined in as well.

In an instant, the entire square erupted in cheers, with shouts of "Long live the mayor!" filling the air.

Even Dinia, who had already walked quite a distance, heard it. She shook her head helplessly, thinking to herself that Ronan was doing all this unnecessary work again.

After the applause ended, the crowd quickly dispersed. In the blink of an eye, the square, which had been packed with people, was now only filled with a few scattered individuals. Everyone was eager to share the explosive news they had just heard with others.

Although communication was not advanced in those days, the seven special cities were very small, and together they were only about the size of Pro City. The seven cities were also adjacent to each other, and since this was a port city, there were quite a few maritime merchants, and news from these people could be transmitted very quickly.

So in less than a day, the news had spread to all seven special cities, and even to Pro City, which borders Venaya to the east of White Star City, and Sama City, the largest seaport city in the southern part of the kingdom to the west.

For Pro and Sama, the death of Mayor Alles, the merger of special municipalities, and the formation of councils are all completely irrelevant.