The Martial Unity

The effects of one thousand Martial Squires dying was not small, and it rippled across the entirety of the Shionel Confederation.

Even as the elections arrived, Chairman Deacon spent his days placating the voters that he had already bought, doing everything he could in his power.

In order to not lose many of the most disaffected allies by his side, he needed to bleed capital, truly draining himself to keep them from denouncing supporting him.

However, he wasn't entirely successful, the number of allies on his side, both domestic and international, that had denounced was not insignificant.

Even if many of them weren't merchants who could vote, he had used their capital to buy many other voters.

For example, he used the support of many foreign and international nations to get better deals for entire sectors of merchants in the Shionel Confederation in exchange for their votes. Now, some of those deals were compromised by the national stakeholders withdrawing their support.

He desperately tried to fix all his problems by throwing more money and capital at them, while also compromising more and making even more promises to disgruntled voters.

Eventually, the three days of voting came to an end, and the votes were counted by the electoral committee of the Shionel Merchant Guild before the results were eventually announced and published.

[#1: Bradt Patrick: 428695 votes.

#2: Deacon Vernes: 427989 votes.

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just barely managed to secure

shocked and excited everyone was how close Guildmaster Bradt and Chairman Deacon were, the former was

understand what that meant, those who possessed greater access to information and greater insight

well have won if not for the massacre of the one thousand Martial Squires associated

course, this wasn't the only factor. Guildmaster Bradt had exposed a trump card shortly prior to the elections. The

a single Shionel Dungeon map that covered the entire Shionel Dungeon had impressed the entire nation. But it was the merchants who were most shocked

of the Shionel Merchant Guild had understood what the

to counter all of the titanic support that Chairman Bradt had amassed. It was just as powerful as a bargaining chip as the crushing

core of both Chairman Deacon and Guildmaster Bradt's campaigning

served as a riveting turnaround that bought

the devastating loss that Chairman Deacon had suffered had tipped the balance, allowing Guildmaster Bradt to

THUD

on his table

hair as he breathed hard, and unsteadily. His eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark bags under his eyes. He felt as though he was

they been in vain, but they were also detrimental since he

that he was in quite the low, lower than he had been in the past ten years. He felt as though his heart was literally burning with the death of his son, and now

secretary

even deign to

analytics team that you put into

That earned his attention.

the Voider