The room was surprisingly quiet. Looking at the pretending mysterious Viren, everyone was confused. It was not because this problem was too difficult, but because it was too simple.

Although he was not sure what Viren was selling, he was also aware that this matter could never be out of control like this. Osar immediately shouted loudly: "Ability! As a mayor, he must first have the ability to manage. The development of the city cannot be separated from the concerted efforts of the people, but it also requires a mayor with excellent ability to lead the way forward!"

"loyalty!"

Seeing Osar speaking first, Neri followed closely and said: "Loyal to the Prophet and to our tribe members! If you want to become the mayor, you must have absolute loyalty!!"

Osar's heart burst and looked at Nali subconsciously, as if he noticed Osar's gaze. Nali turned her head and tilted her head, blinking her right eye mischievously.

"responsibility!"

Akama, who was standing by, said slowly: "If you want to become mayor, you must understand the responsibilities you bear! The safety of the people is the top priority in everything. Protecting their personal safety is a responsibility that a leader must never forget!"

"Belief!"

This answer attracted everyone's attention. In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Maradal said calmly: "In life, we always encounter various problems. Some problems can be solved, while some problems must be faced with painful choices!"

"At this time, there is no right or wrong in any choice, but it requires the decision makers to have great courage! A firm belief can make people never retreat, whether it is facing the past or in the future!"

Maradal's explanation seemed a bit far-fetched, but he only thought of his identity, and everyone suddenly realized it. After all, you cannot argue with a crazy believer about the right or wrong of faith. If you do this, you will definitely have a problem with your mind.

After waiting for a while, Weiren, who had not seen anyone speak again, smiled and glanced at the eyes and asked, "Is there any more?"

Look at me, I look at you, the four archbishops shook their heads hesitantly. To put it carefully, the questions Velen just asked were too general. If you really want to answer in detail, you may not be able to explain them clearly in a while.

"You guys disappointed me so much!"

Unexpectedly, Veron directly staged a textbook-like face change. He shook his head back and forth, and said with a heartache in the speechless eyes of the four archbishops: "I always thought that you four are the best among us Delaney people, and they are enough to lead our people in terms of ability and morality, but I am very disappointed today, very disappointed!"

Looking at the four people who looked at each other in an unknown way, Veron sighed and said, "This is my fault. Maybe I have too high expectations for you; maybe I have not asked you enough in my daily work, which has led to your simple mind and short-sightedness."

"It's all the fault of me, the prophet! Sorry, the four 'respected' archbishops, I have too high demands!"

Now, even Maladar, who has always been alive, couldn't accept it. No one wanted to be scolded for no reason, let alone the heart-killing words that were ten times more ruthless than scolding people.

He glanced at Osar, who looked natural and dissatisfied in his eyes, glanced at the other two people with a embarrassed look on his face. Maradal sighed in his heart that it was a disaster. He cheered up and begged with a wry smile: "Sir Prophet, what are you doing wrong with me? Please make sure to correct me and we will change it as soon as possible!"

"Change? I think it's a serious illness and it's hard to cure, so there's nothing to change!"

Looking at the four people with a sneer, Veron wanted to open up all his energy and questioned these guys' lives. But after all, Maradal spoke up. As an old man who had been following him a long time ago, this little face still needs to be given.

The atmosphere in the room was quite depressing at this moment. The several archbishops were a little embarrassed. What was even more uncomfortable were the seven mayor candidates. They had never seen such a irritable side of the Prophet, and they were still the archbishops who were arrogant. This scene was so exciting that the seven people dared not show off. They held their breath and tried to reduce their presence.

Time passed by little by little, and every minute and every second it passed seemed to be so long. Just as the seven candidates doubted whether they would faint because of this, Veron finally spoke again: "I don't know what you think about this mayor, but I need to remind you four, don't forget that plan, that plan carefully prepared by consultant Mzdono!"

After Viren's reminder, the plan that was listed as top secret and had only met in a confidential meeting immediately appeared in the minds of the four archbishops. The details of the plan and the prospects after success immediately appeared in their hearts.

In just a moment, the four archbishops' faces changed slightly. They really forgot about this plan and did not take it into consideration from the beginning.

"Sir, this matter is of great importance. Please let several candidates retreat temporarily."

Subconsciously sat upright, Maradal was no longer as casual as before. His eyes became extremely sharp at some point, and he looked around the seven candidates.

Maradal's abnormal behavior made the seven people complain. It was obvious that they heard what they shouldn't have heard. This made the seven people sigh today. I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky. This wave of "surprise" after wave put them under great pressure.

"Maladar, my dear Archbishop, you're over-concerned."

Weiren waved his hand and said indifferently: "These people are the pillars of my Delaney clan. Their loyalty does not need to be questioned. Regardless of their identity or ability, they are destined to be our successors in the future!

As for some secrets, it’s time to open some of them!”

Hearing the affirmation given by Veron, a huge touch filled the hearts of the seven people, almost at the same time. The seven people immediately knelt on one knee on the ground, roaring with a fanatical and excited expression: "I wish to fight for the Prophet and for my Draenei clan for life!"

The scene in front of him made the four archbishops look different. For a long time, Villen has ruled all the Draenei people with his personal charm. His image of tolerance and kindness is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but like today, in the drizzle and silence, the subordinates are brave enough to swear allegiance to death with their words. This is the first time we have seen him.

Uncontrollably, a trace of sinister flew across Osal's eyes. Compared to the former Viren, what he did in front of him made him more afraid. If this was just a temporary behavior, it would be fine, but if it was like this in the future...

Thinking of this, Osar felt an imminent sense of crisis. In any case, he had to come up with an effective solution. Otherwise, it would not take long for him to gather a little by little for thousands of years, and the small group he had finally gathered little by little for thousands of years would definitely fall apart overnight.

Naturally, Viren didn't know that there was a 25-year-old under his command, who was trying every means to dig him in a different way. At this moment, Viren looked at the people present with pride, and almost burst into laughter in his heart. Well, don't look at what he said so well, the actual situation was not like this at all.

As early as the seven candidates arrived, Velen had inexplicably thought of a previous life, where he was forced to watch xxx sounds together by a woman. In Velen's eyes, this variety show was quite boring, and the contents in it were forgotten. The only memory that still retained was the evaluation of the contestants by several judges:

For example, this b-blowing is not natural and lubricating enough, and is not fresh enough;

For example, when blowing, you must be sincere, blow from the heart, and blow with all your strength. The blow is touching and makes the listener sad and cry when you hear it;

For example, come to our team, we are professional in terms of bragging;

...

Thinking of the above scene, Villen suddenly became a little ready to move. The show was a bit fake, but those mentors were a little interesting. But after coming back to their senses, Villen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. There was no rotating seat!

Ahem, let’s talk about rotating the seats and other things. You can’t miss this opportunity in front of you. Hold us back to the soul tutor, criticize the wrong ideas and give inadequate ideas. Veron quickly took action, and then the above situation appeared.

When is the most embarrassing between people?

Even if you tell a joke, the people around you can't get a joke, and you still look at you inexplicably. You can only laugh alone, either, not, or not.

And what is worse than this?

That’s right, they finally came to borrow things to think of others, but they not only didn’t understand, but they also wanted to overturn the table and smash the venue. It was unbearable!

Thinking of this, Villen glanced at Osar, who was frowning and didn't know what he was thinking. He felt extremely unhappy: Good, Osar, you guy without any eyesight, I will keep this account down for now, and there are some small shoes for you to wear in the future!

Just as Viren was traveling to Taixu and thinking about how to deal with Osar, Akama suddenly asked, "Sir Prophet, since the position of mayor is more important than our words, what do you think is the most important thing to serve as mayor?"

"Fair!" Unexpectedly, Villen blurted out: "If you want to become mayor, the most important thing is to be fair!"

"fair?"

The answer was really beyond the expectations of the people present. Everyone looked at Velen in surprise and didn't know how to speak for a while.

After a moment, Naili seemed to think of something. She asked with some anxiety and nervousness: "Why is fair?"

"No, of course it's for stability!"

Villen explained with impatience: "If the plan is successful, then the mayor will face not only us Delaneys, but also a large number of Gertes in the future! If it is not fair and just, then the rule will become extremely chaotic. Even if no one dares to resist for the moment, it will only lay a time bomb for the future division!"

"Of course, there is no absolute fairness in this world!"

Looking at the thoughtful few people, Villen said again: "We can create a relatively fair environment for those who are about to join the Gerte to experience the beauty of the Draenei family! But first of all, you must remember one thing!"

"It is because the world is too dangerous, the wild beasts that eat people on the earth are rampant, the ignorant and wild savages are cruel, we Draenei people cannot bear to watch the poor women and children suffer so much, so we kindly take them in and help them!"

"Instead of begging those Gelts to join us!!!"

"This is the most basic bottom line, and it is also the red line that everyone must remember! I hope to help those pitiful and innocent lives, but they must know how to be grateful, rather than becoming a ungrateful wolf waving a knife at us one day in the future!"

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Looking at the archbishops who nodded, Villen sighed in his heart. Osar's cunning was too deep and he had too many thoughts; Akama was a straight man; Maradal couldn't keep anything else in his heart except his beliefs; as for Nelly, this woman was more complicated. Although she thought she was hiding deeply, Villen was not blind, so how could she not notice her hatred for the Gertes?

After all, none of the four archbishops is reliable. By the way, there is Hatalu who has not attended the meeting. He now devotes himself to new technology physically and mentally. If he can, he will definitely put down the burden of the archbishop without saying a word. Hatalu has long since wanted to do it. He has protested more than once against too many chores in the bishop's parliament, which has interfered with his research.

Fortunately, I was lucky to have trained a large number of talents who are still able to use reserves early! Weiren gently stroked his chin with a snow-white beard and thought to himself: Isana's group of people have been changing jobs for some years. Don't they call themselves communist fighters?

This is just right. In terms of x-brain, there is no awesome thing about me x. To put it bluntly, I think I am the second in x, and there is no first in this world!

If I do it all the time, apart from the group of people who have become the judges of truth, I will be transferred to the political commissar for me. I will not believe it. In more than ten or twenty years, what other tricks can these Gertes have?

Villen couldn't help but like his wisdom. As he thought about it, the more he felt that this decision was truly wise, Osar's voice came to his ears inappropriately: "Sir Prophet, we haven't chosen the mayor of Shatas, the city of light, yet?"

"Choose? How else do you choose?"

He glared at Osal in anger, and Veren said dissatisfiedly: "Now, they know the question and answers. Tell me how to choose?"

Osar was delighted, so he acted: "Since that's the case, lord Prophet, why would I have to be the one who served for a while, and wait for the future..."

"no!"

"no!"

Two sounds didn't work at the same time, and looked at Nari who was smirking in surprise. In Osar's shocked and angry gaze, Veren shook his head and rejected: "We all said that we should give the new generation a chance to temper. If you are the mayor, how can we temper them?"

Although knowing that his words may make the seven candidates dissatisfied, Osar did not care about this matter and quickly argued: "But they all know the answer now, and in a short while, we can't find other valid standards."

"Who told you that you can't choose without standards?"

Looking at the seven candidates with nervousness and hope in their eyes, Veron suddenly showed a numb smile. He had a good time to pat the sleeves without dust. He said slowly, "Let them draw lots, and the winner will be the mayor!"

"What???"

When I heard Osal who was drawing lots again, I felt his liver pain. After a long round trip, why did it turn into drawing lots again?

"You have a problem?"

Looking at Velen's unkind gaze, Osar felt very hatred. He wanted to directly lift the table and yell at me, but I didn't have enough confidence to shout it out.

In desperation, Osar could only grit his teeth and strive for it: "Master Prophet, it's too much of a joke to draw lots! After all, this is a major event that we Delaneys have never encountered in a century. If this is spread..."

"It's spread? How can it be spread?"

Weiren glared at her eyes and said with a fierce look on her face: "If you don't say it, I won't say it, they won't say it, how could anyone else know about it?"

"But..."

"How many, but do you think I'm messing around?"

Osar really wants to complain that you are just making trouble. If you aren’t making trouble, you will definitely dislike me and deliberately embarrass me.

"The ability of these seven people to stand here proves their excellence! To be honest, the ability of the seven people is probably just between the same mayor, and any of them can take care of!"

"Why do we have to choose? Isn't we just want to find one of the seven of them? Now that we can't choose, what's wrong with drawing lots? Is it embarrassing to draw lots?"

"Don't underestimate the lottery draw. Lot draw can also be the final result. Luck is also a kind of strength!"

Looking at the flying stars of Villen, Osal was both ashamed and angry. The anger in his heart was like a fire with gasoline. Just as he looked at Venus and wondered if he would faint from anger, Villen continued: "Besides, who told you that after you elect a mayor, the other six people would have no chance? They can't become mayors, and they can choose other positions!"

"Other posts? Lord Prophet, do you mean?"

Looking at Akama who was asking, Viren waved his hand and said directly: "Since we have a bishop council, can we also form a municipal council? I don't think others have to join. There are only seven of them, one mayor and six council members. When they encounter problems, they join forces to solve them and report them to the bishop council beyond the scope!"

After scanning the four archbishops who were silent, Veron narrowed his eyes and asked with unquestionable power: "I'm done, who objected?"

...

A few days later, an appointment notice spread throughout the streets and alleys of the gathering place, and every Draenei who heard the news was stunned:

Respect the Prophet and the Bishops' Council to discuss and decide, appoint the arbitrator Menelayus as the mayor of the new city, and to be fully responsible for the establishment of the municipal council and leadership team.
Chapter completed!