I'm bad, but players love me

When William heard this, the embarrassment on his face became even more intense. He was about to bring out Willis' words to explain, but he saw that Setash had quickly calmed down, and that gentle smile appeared on his face again, as if the astonishment and dissatisfaction just now was just a brief illusion.

"I understand," Setash smiled softly, as if he had thrown all his doubts and dissatisfaction behind him. "I will do my best to complete this task. Please go back."

He waved his hand, signaling the servant beside him to lead the way. His calm demeanor seemed as if everything that had just happened was just a passing cloud.

In the silence, Setash stood alone in the empty hall. No one was around him, only his heavy breathing echoed. His eyes unconsciously fell on the pile of waste paper beside him, and a surge of anger instantly ignited in his chest.

"What does Yun Shuo think I am? A cheap labor? A letter delivery man?" Saitaishi's chest heaved violently, and anger raged in his heart, as if it was going to devour him whole.

With trembling hands, he slowly took off the monocular glasses from his nose and wiped off the non-existent dust over and over again, but in the end he still couldn't control his inner anger and threw the lenses to the ground.

"Do you want to see what you guys have done? What does Yun Shuo want to do? He saved me once, and now he's just being so arrogant?! I really said it wrongly. It's not that he doesn't believe me! He doesn't take me seriously at all. He even thinks I'm a fool who can be manipulated!"

Is this some new tactic of humiliation? They sent me a bunch of waste paper, and then asked me to deliver a letter to those untouchables!

I was so stupid that I still thought that we were all on the same side, and Yun Shuo had just saved me. It was reasonable for me to treat ELO with courtesy.

He came to see Yun Shuo today on purpose, but someone sent a soldier and asked him to deliver a letter!

Ella was right, Yun Shuo was such a bitch!

He gives you a big sweet treat right away, and when you start to doubt whether he is actually a good person, he turns around and slaps you twice!

"Someone! Throw this stuff into the fire!"

The butler came over, but first handed Setash a letter. "Miss William said this letter was from Commander ELO. Please be sure to read it."

Setaish snatched the letter, glanced at it briefly, and suddenly said, "Stop! Deliver the letter in our name!"

He read the thin piece of letter paper over and over again.

Perhaps it was the idea that expensive things like paper and pens should be saved as much as possible that influenced Yun Shuo. Unlike the endless chatter during meetings, Yun Shuo was used to using as little ink as possible to write as much information as possible.

The meaning of the letter is clear:

ELO is very grateful for Setash's support, but since Setash has been slacking off and ELO needs to fight Ella in real life, it is really unable to give the weapon as a return gift.

And if possible, Setash could also send some weapons to ELO, a poor organization that is penniless and still fighting every day.

Yun Shuo had these letters delivered purely for Saitaishi's sake. He had also put a lot of effort into getting Saitaishi the city lord, especially in terms of public opinion. ELO kept his word and immediately delivered them to Saitaishi when he had the chance.

As soon as these letters are sent out, there will definitely be a dozen people who will sigh and say: In this turbulent period, Lord Setash still cares about us ordinary civilians. This is so touching!

Saitaishi threw the letter aside and said, "Yun Shuo really has a good plan."

My action was at most one shot at one bird, but Yun Shuo was killing two birds with one stone.

By sending the letter, he could indeed win some people's support. But could those untouchables be so stupid as to not know that the prisoners were staying on ELO's territory, being well-fed and well-fed by ELO?

Not to mention, how could there not be people praising them in these letters from ELO? Even if there really weren't any, wouldn't ELO force the prisoners of war to praise them?

In this way, if 50% of the people in that part of the public's hearts recognized him as Saitaishi instead of ELO, it would be considered a lot! Yun Shuo could easily take away half of the people's hearts that he had worked so hard to gain.

Not only that, by doing this, his reputation as a player will be closely tied to his ELO.

If after successfully defeating Ella, Setash wanted to attack Yun Shuo first, then he would undoubtedly be betraying his ally.

Although Setash did intend to stab the alliance, outsiders must not think that he was stabbing the alliance. Otherwise, how could he be "popular"?

What a conspiracy! Saitaishi had no choice but to accept it.

The Cori Army has been playing too hard lately, and Ella doesn't care at all. The nobles' reputation in the civilian areas has become very bad.

If this continues, forget about being the popular choice. As a noble, Setash has to be careful when he goes out to see if someone will try to assassinate him.

It's not enough for an army to rob someone, but they also kill their entire family. And if you kill them, just kill them all. Why keep one or two? Are you waiting for revenge in the future?

What Setash said was wrong. It was not that Ella didn't want to take care of it, but she really couldn't do it because there were too many messes and she couldn't handle it at all.

"What do you mean we can't make weapons?" Ella shouted impatiently, throwing the documents onto the table. "The Mechanical City can't make weapons? Do you want to hear how ridiculous that statement is?"

Fati waved her hand to signal the trembling noble below to retreat. She closed her eyes, her heart filled with impatience.

Originally, I was thinking about making some money by standing by Ella's side, but who knew that she would act like this, and the Cory Army would act like this too. For so many days, although we can't say that we haven't won a single battle, we are also losing ground.

It was as if the ELO people were holding guns, and the Kori soldiers were holding fire sticks.

After Setash blatantly led most of the nobles to stand against Ella, the still ignorant city lord was also overwhelmed and didn't know what to do. He even came up with something like a "temporary ceasefire".

Fati patted Ella's shoulder soothingly. "What Setash said makes sense. We can't rush this matter. Although he's not loyal, he does have some perspective."

"Then what should we do? We can't just let the soldiers go to the front line with those broken guns." Ella pulled Fati's sleeve with her backhand. "Yun Shuo really wants to force us to death."

"Aren't all guns blessed by divine power usable?"

"But... in this case, our Kori Army still has no advantage."

Originally, the infusion of divine power could increase the power of an ordinary firearm by at least two times, making it invincible and unstoppable on the battlefield.

However, the guns in their hands now are almost all made by Yun Shuo, and they are all "real fire sticks" carefully crafted by ELO.

So, although these crappy guns became usable with the blessing of divine power, they could no longer compete with the equipment in ELO's hands.

As for other aspects of the Kori army, they pale in comparison to ELO, with no advantages at all. Whether it's equipment, tactics, or morale, they are far inferior to the other side.

This led to an embarrassing and cruel situation: despite the blessing of divine power, the Kori army was defeated on the battlefield and was unable to reverse the defeat.

Ella longed to change this situation, but the military factory that could turn the tide of the war had never been built.

She knew very well that if the stalemate continued, it would be difficult to break through unless the nobles protected by the gods were willing to take action themselves.

However, what is the difference between letting the nobles go and admitting the incompetence of the city lord to their faces?

Ella's heart was full of contradictions. Suddenly, her eyes turned and she looked at Fati seriously. Her tone revealed an unquestionable firmness and asked, "Fati, you will always support me, right?"

This requires one to be loyal, and it's not just "you", but all the vassals behind him must also be loyal.

This is another embarrassing thing about Ella - the vassal of my vassal is not my vassal.

Only if Fati stands on her side will a group of nobles who follow Fati stand on her side. It is impossible to kick Fati out alone.

Fati naturally replied solemnly: "You are my city lord, my loyalty to you is unquestionable."

Ella's expression moved slightly, and at this moment, three crisp knocks suddenly sounded outside the door, breaking the silence in the room.

"Who?" There was a hint of alert in Ella's voice, as if she had a premonition of something.

"It's a letter from Mikanko." The servant's respectful reply came from outside the door.

Mikanko is the capital of the Mechanical Kingdom, so it goes without saying who sent this letter.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Ella's heart, and she was overwhelmed with worry.

"Bring it in quickly," she ordered anxiously.

The servant quickly entered the room and respectfully handed the letter to Ella.

She couldn't wait to open the envelope and, while browsing the contents of the letter, asked, "Where's the messenger? Did we treat him well?"

The servant lowered his head, his voice hesitant, "The messenger left immediately after delivering the letter."

"Left immediately?" Ella felt an uneasy premonition in her heart, and she hurriedly quickened the pace of reading the letter.

How could it be... The content of the letter shocked her so much that she felt as if she was struck by thunder and her body swayed.

It really was a huge commotion...

In fact, Ella knew very well that this was not a matter of making a big fuss, but a matter of her making such a big fuss but still not winning.

Seeing this, Fati hurriedly waved her hand to let the servants around her retreat. She gently supported Ella and gave her some support, her voice full of concern: "What exactly happened?"

"They said that unless I can end this fight as soon as possible, they should just hold an open election in Cori City and let the people decide who will be the city lord. Whoever is more popular will be the city lord." Ella's face was pale, and she looked hopeless as she spoke slowly.

After hearing this, Fati couldn't help but be shocked. He blurted out subconsciously: "If there really is an election, what's the difference between this and giving the position of city lord to Yun Shuo for nothing?"

Ella's face suddenly changed when she heard this, and she stared at Fati in astonishment. Fati immediately realized that he had said something wrong and hurriedly tried to correct it: "But..."

However, Ella interrupted her, her tone heavy and decisive, "Forget it, don't say 'but' there. I know my own situation very well. Go find Setash and tell him I have something to discuss with him."

Chapter 93: After cutting one crop, another crop grows

"Ella wants to talk to me?" Setash looked at the invitation letter in front of him, a playful smile on his face. "You've suddenly become so cowardly. I'm really not used to it."

Setash shook his head, set the invitation aside, and picked up the latest battle report. He glanced at it, his brows raised slightly. "The situation looks okay. We're just playing for fun. ELO's momentum isn't strong enough anymore. Since the last temporary truce, I haven't seen any major activity from them."

Indeed, compared to the initial stage of the war, when ELO advanced without hesitation and saw the Cori army as nothing more than "chickens and dogs" that were easily destroyed, ELO was now in a state of decline. Although they still held some advantages, they no longer had the unstoppable momentum they had at the beginning.

Although it has been quite a while since the last truce, surprisingly, ELO did not rush to open up new territories as everyone expected. Instead, it shifted its focus to the territories it had already acquired and began to carry out a series of meticulous governance and integration.

Facing the constant provocations from the Corey Army, ELO's attitude seemed quite indifferent.

What's more, as long as you don't fight with real weapons, I will cooperate and shoot a few times so that you can go back and report. This is a win-win attitude for both of us.

For most of the Cori army, this was undoubtedly good news. They had originally worried that ELO would take this opportunity to launch a massive attack, which would have been disastrous for them. Fortunately, it now seemed that the other side had no such plans.

After all, being a soldier only makes a few bucks a day. Is it worth risking our lives like this? If you really want to make money, wouldn't robbing people be much faster than getting paid?

Moreover, robbing and looting can now be done openly. Anyway, the first thing you say is "I'm here to search for ELO members, and I think you look like an ELO member."

However, for Setash, this was far from the good news he expected.

This buffer period, whose end date is unknown and whose length is entirely controlled by ELO, undoubtedly gave ELO a chance to grow quietly, while ELA, in contrast, gradually declined silently.

This was an unbalanced war of attrition, with one end of the scale gradually tilting, and Setash could only watch helplessly.

He had originally expected that ELO and Ella's Cori army would engage in a fierce fight until both sides were bleeding and exhausted and unable to fight any more.

Only then can he enter the field leisurely as a winner and reap the fruits of victory.

But Yun Shuo obviously would not give him such an opportunity, and Sai Taishi's good plan failed again.

He just broke up with me, and now he has the nerve to come to my door again. It seems that the so-called "dignity of the city lord" is not that valuable when it comes to interests.

Setash opened the envelope nonchalantly. The contents inside were nothing but a bunch of empty nonsense, asking us to sit down and have a good discussion about ELO.

He casually picked up his pen, preparing to write a reply. His pen tip slid across the paper, leaving behind lines of cold handwriting: "Tell Ella that we can talk, but we have to do it on my turf."

After finishing writing, he casually placed the letter next to the candle flame, letting it slowly approach. The flames gently licked the edge of the letter, and as the wax particles melted bit by bit, the paper was licked by the flames, turning into ash that drifted into the air.

He still remembered the grudge, the last time Ella put the gun to his head was still vivid in his mind, so clear that it was frightening. When had he ever lost face so badly? If he didn't make up for it this time, he would really be unable to sleep or eat.

Ella was undoubtedly irritated by Setash's arrogant attitude, and anger burned fiercely in her chest. How could she not be infuriated when a city lord, condescending to write an invitation, was still making fun of her?

But could she just let herself be blinded by anger and give up the meeting?

She can't.

Things are completely different now. Back then, as the Young City Lord, she could still enjoy herself to her heart's content. She had her father, the City Lord, a long-established figure, to back her up. Wherever she went, everyone flattered her, making her seem like she was at her best, and everyone praised her as a "talented young talent."

But from the moment my father passed away, everything seemed to fall into chaos and subversion.

He had rashly declared war before he had fully grasped the internal and external troubles of the city of Cori, which had led to his current dilemma.

Internally, Setash is as ambitious as a wolf and a tiger, constantly sowing the seeds of division among the nobles, coveting the position of city lord and ready to replace him at any time; externally, ELO is at its peak of power, attacking cities and seizing territories everywhere. The city of Cori is like a lonely boat, tottering in the wind and rain.

With the joint efforts of the two of them, the Kori army was defeated and completely disorganized.

And Ella, the once young talent, now seemed helpless, and people could see that her so-called wisdom seemed to be just talk and empty talk.

He is a city lord in name, but he is more like a puppet who is unable to protect himself in the position of city lord.

Setash took advantage of this in her, just as Ella, who was now enduring her anger, was preparing to take advantage of him.

It was said to be a meeting, but there were three layers of soldiers surrounding the place, and Sai Taishi was sitting in the innermost layer in a nonchalant manner.

This time he was too lazy to even pretend. There were two chairs, a table, and a pot of tea. He sat on the good one and left the bad one for Ella.

Only when he sat could Ella sit down, and he and Ella were on equal footing. As for Ella wanting to bring others with her, he didn't mind, and let them stand by as minions.

"Lord City Lord, please sit down." Saitaishi just sat there drinking tea. After greeting him, he did not stand up to greet him and continued to drink his tea.

"You have such a refined taste." Ella's pupils shrank slightly when her eyes passed over the chair, but her expression remained unchanged. She slowly walked to the chair and sat down gently.

Setash knew that Ella was probably exhausted and could no longer hold on. However, he did not show any smugness, but instead looked quite concerned.

"After all, it's the Lord Mayor's invitation," he said calmly, raising his hand to pour Ella a cup of tea. "Rose honey tea, soothing. You didn't get to drink it last time, so you must savor it this time."

Ella just looked at Setash coldly with his disrespectful attitude.

The teacup was pushed towards her, but Ella had no intention of sipping it slowly. She knew that Satesh was pointing a finger at her, a blatant mockery. She had lost face last time, and this time she wanted to get it back.

"It is indeed good tea, otherwise I wouldn't have you remembering it till today."

"You won't know whether the tea is good until you drink it." Saitaishi pressed on.

Ella's eyes shot upwards, her tone calm, "Are you forcing me?"