The Martial Unity

Chapter 791

Of course, Chairman Deacon knew better than to argue and push for it any further than he already did. Guildmaster Bradt Patrick held the final say and had done far too good a job at painting Chairman Deacon's proposal as unreasonable.

('That miserable serpent…') He gritted his teeth. "Guildmaster Bradt, I am merely conveying a proposal centered around a potentially dangerous issue. It may be an unconfirmed fear, but I did not rise to the position and power that I possess today by having dull instincts and intuitions. I believe that this issue will escalate, and merely wanted to nip it in the bud. However, seeing as you have denied my proposal, you will naturally take full responsibility for what ensues. I apologize for wasting the precious time of the Guild Forum, please, let us continue down with the remaining agendas seeing as how much time my paranoia has wasted."

He could not hammer his proposal through, but, he intended to at the very least pin the blame for anything that occurred regarding this matter on the guildmaster. Furthermore, by self-deprecatingly pushing the matter away and moving the meeting along, he made it a little more inconvenient for Guildmaster Bradt to be able to strongly retort.

Optics and perception mattered, if Guildmaster Bradt pursued the matter any more aggressively than he already had after that, then it would reflect badly on him and would send the message that he most likely has a personal interest vested in the matter.

Guildmaster Bradt's eyes narrowed ever so slightly before he nodded pleasantly. "Of course, Chairman Deacon, you've always been a man of reason. Let us proceed with the next matter, then."

The rest of the forum proceeded along fairly smoothly and normally as the Shionel merchant Guild addressed the many agendas for the meeting. Several bills were passed, and several executive decisions were made before the meeting ended, and the many cabinet merchants constituting the Shionel Merchant Guild dispersed.

That went for Guildmaster Bradt Patrick as well. His distribution and communication empire was not going to run itself.

He walked past the guards in the main branch of his company, nodding the many guards that saluted him, before heading into his large extravagant office.

"Hm?" his eyes narrowed as he noticed a conspicuous envelope sitting on his table in the center with all of his other tabletop items and documents shoved to the side.

an

the envelope

[To: Guildmaster Bradt Patrick

From: The Voider]

the envelope, indicating it did not arrive by mail. That meant that someone placed

had placed it bang in the center of the table, shoving the other things aside in a crude

to gain his attention and interest

in that manner to do that, without a doubt,') He

he bellowed

to one knee, bowing their

the time that

one sir," the

his guards were bought, or someone had infiltrated

were not

He instructed them to summon his

and petite woman entered the office. "You called for

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