Chapter 976 A Smile

Leonel's smile didn't fade amidst the silence of the father-son pair. In fact, it only grew. It was clear that this silence meant something far different than it would have at the start of all of this.

"I see." Grand Prime Minister Dove suddenly spoke.

His voice was deep and rumbling, a marked difference from his son's more light tone. It seemed that Leonel had finally found a second difference between them.

"Then what exactly do you propose, Your Highness?"

Leonel waved his hand. "You don't need to call me that, just call me Leonel. Not like it matters much anyway, not like you two went out of your way to kneel when I entered."

Tyrron's lip twitched. Members of the Grand Prime Minister family didn't have to kneel to Princes. This was something that Leonel would have known had he not been raised outside the Imperial Family. But, it didn't seem appropriate to correct him on this now since he had already waved it away so casually.

"As for what I propose it is quite simple. For the next year, all profit White City makes will go to me. Beyond this, all shops that I come to own will be tax free and work without restrictions.

"While I am away, this city will continue to be yours. Quite frankly, I planned to take White City and move it to the coast, but it is clear that this is impossible. So, instead, I'll be building a city myself."

Grand Prime Minister Dove's gaze flashed, but he remained silent as he continued to listen.

exchange for this, any Force Crafters you are nurturing can come under my wing for the time being if you aren't afraid of me poaching them away. In addition, any boom in White City's economy that are as a result of my actions can continue to be yours

He had expected to be completely fleeced by this Prince but Leonel had actually gone so easy

that. Before the Metamorphosis, the human life time had more than doubled already, making a year worth far less than it had been in the past. Now with the help of the Metamorphosis, Force,

only take 30% of the revenue for when he was actively in White City. He had already left for three years prior to today without a word, and though the Grand Prime Minister couldn't guarantee that Leonel wouldn't do this again, the fact

thought, Grand Prime Minister Dove

yours. If you need Crafter to help in your building a city, I will also provide them. If they are to your lacking, there

course not a problem as well. I'm sure that the added business your endeavors will bring will leave us at a net

Grand Prime Minister was quite

say revenue, I mean all of it. Don't bother sending taxes

And, secondly, evading Imperial Taxes was not just a small crime. Even shaving a bit off the top was impossible, but not

it, I've already spoken to

Really?" Grand Prime Minister Dove looked toward Leonel

of Earth's current wealth. Losing it for a year was not a small ask at all. The only reason Grand Prime Minister Dove wasn't bleeding was because most of that money went to the Imperial

Terrain servants were properly taken care of

Dove couldn't' even fathom what Leonel would do with

Urbe Ores Leonel had given to Elthor was something White City would make within three days. As exaggerated

Leonel

way, Tyrron, I

had still been trying to wrap his mind around all this, suddenly started. He was surprised to the

bit overly sensitive and ended up shattering your glasses. It was rash of me and something I shouldn't

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