This meeting wasn't meant to discuss anything significant; it was merely a visit from a "guest" to the host, as expected.

The two didn't exchange many words. After Governor Sedel gave Lynch a warning, Lynch left.

No sooner had he left than a bookshelf in the study unexpectedly slid into the wall, turning into a sliding door, and a young man bearing a striking resemblance to Governor Sedel emerged.

This young man was Governor Sedel's son and the future heir to the title. Nobility spares no effort in grooming their heirs, unlike the foolish and absurd noble heirs that might appear in knight novels.

Such things are unlikely to happen in reality. The nobility has profound resources—they own the highest status, the greatest wealth, the broadest connections, and control 95% of the resources in this society.

Under such circumstances, the probability of their heirs becoming foolish simpletons is minimal.

Governor Sedel barely moved as his son had already reached the table, taking the seat Lynch had previously occupied. After exchanging a glance with his father, Governor Sedel posed a question, "What do you think?"

This is an inheritance of experience and insight, guiding hand in hand. Noble heirs, accustomed to high-level affairs from a young age, are eternally unattainable peaks in the eyes of ordinary people.

The young man pursed his lips, crossed his legs, and naturally rested his hands on his knees, "I believe you were somewhat too harsh."

The Governor did not interrupt him but nodded, signaling him to continue.

"Our current situation isn't good. I've heard there have been more than one attempts to impeach us in the Secretariat. Our priority should be to stabilize the situation, swiftly extricate ourselves from this mess, and realize His Majesty's grand plan, rather than have Lynch clashing with the merchants."

"Federation involvement can significantly enhance efficiency; it's beneficial for us."

The Secretariat is a unique place, originally the Noble Council. After the Gafura royal family's "usurpation," the Noble Council completely lost its function.

However, to appease the many nobles, or perhaps to mentally numb them, the royal family renamed the Noble Council as the "Royal Secretariat," allowing nobles to join, discuss various matters, and have issues presented in court through the Minister of the Privy Council.

It's like a place where nobles vent their dissatisfaction, cursing those things they dislike, attacking each other. As long as others are unhappy, they find joy.

Over the past year or so, Governor Sedel had become a common target for the nobles to unite against in the Secretariat. As long as one insulted Governor Sedel as an incompetent pig during meetings, everyone became friends.

These people continually impeach Governor Sedel's incompetence, attempting to have him recalled. Besides resolving their jealousy-induced anger, their goal more importantly is to seek an opportunity.

When one goes down, another rises—perhaps the next Governor will emerge from the Secretariat.

Impeachment once might not worry Governor Sedel, but these jackals impeach him every meeting, every day, even annoying the Emperor. Sometimes, his expressed stance seems somewhat shaken.

The Emperor's wavering attitude only fuels more fervent impeachment.

In the young man's opinion, it doesn't matter who profits here, as long as Governor Sedel can solidify his power. What they lose now will be regained manifold later.

Listening to the young man's words, Governor Sedel's lips curled into a slight arc first, then he shook his head, "You haven't yet understood the danger of the Federation people. Do you know why I warned Lynch and used him to warn other Federation people?"

The young man shook his head, "I don't know, Father."

"Because they are Federation people!"

Governor Sedel's tone changed slightly, "The Federation is a very frightening place, and the capitalists from the Federation are even scarier because they don't understand the respect for power."

He adjusted his posture slightly, leaning his body to the right, his right hand resting on the chair's armrest, his thumb and index finger slightly pinching his chin, as if supporting it. "The Federation's political system ensures that these arrogant capitalists don't understand reverence for power—they are long accustomed to using their wealth to desecrate the nobility of power."

"Even the President is elected, how ridiculous is that?"

"If I don't warn them and let them run amok, soon you'll find everything around us spiraling out of control. The Federation people will use their unique methods and boldness to disrupt the balance brought by power."

"Then our merchants will also begin to overreach. They, influenced by Federation capitalists, will attempt to use wealth to challenge power, which will become very dangerous. Hence, from the start, I need them to understand that this is not the Federation—they must follow our rules."

Due to the different government structures and social forms, Gafura and the Federation diverge significantly in ideological terms.

In the Federation, capital controls the ballots, indirectly controlling the election results. Even the President has to seek help from some capitalists for votes. Once elected, he has to reciprocate this assistance.

But for the Gafura people, power is the primary order. No matter if a merchant has money or how much he has, he is always in the second or even third tier under power, and it's impossible for them to stand on equal footing with power.

The Governor's concerns are not unwarranted. The nature of this Amelia enclave is somewhat different from domestic Gafura. To some extent, this allows for some "unexpected" things to happen here.

As long as the development here aligns with the Empire's interests, even if there are slight changes, they can be tolerated.

Others may bow to higher interests and temporarily yield to some issues, but Governor Sedel cannot bow.

The young man pondered repeatedly for a moment, showing a look of realization on his face, "I think I understand."

Governor Sedel showed some satisfaction on his face. He doesn't require his child to have wiser thoughts than his own, he only hopes he can quickly understand the purpose and result of each of his actions.

When he grows a bit older and starts trying to engage in some struggles among nobles, these experiences can come into play.

After discussing these matters, the Governor's mood was relatively good, and he casually talked about some family affairs.

On the other side, Lynch left the Governor's Mansion and glanced back at it, soon getting into the car.

Under his command, the convoy began to move slowly, heading towards the only foreign-related hotel in the Imperial District.

This place is not safe. Last night there were a few gunshots outside the Imperial District. In the city, not only are there anti-government militants, but there are also some thieves, robbers, and bandits.

The chaotic public security here is filled with all sorts of threats. Sometimes the threats come not only from those bad people but also from ordinary-looking people on the roadside.

After returning to the hotel, Lynch pondered the Governor's attitude. His ill-feeling towards the Federation was expressed almost without reservation, which is not a good sign.

A ruler almost openly displaying his blatant malice will make those around him excitedly howl non-stop.

Undoubtedly, when the local Gafura Commerce Association people saw this, they would become bolder. This might be why Governor Sedel suddenly met Lynch today.

Yesterday, he made those from the Commerce Association lose face, and today the Governor propped them up, gave them face back, and also intended for those merchants to pounce on Lynch.

Now it's no longer a question for Governor Sedel of whether these Federation people like Lynch would follow the rules here. Instead, it's a question of whether these Gafura Commerce Association people would follow the rules under the Governor's almost blatant hints.

After considering it for a while, he slightly exhaled. Extensive thinking made him feel a certain desire to ingest something.

It wasn't the hunger-driven appetite, just purely wanting to stuff something into his mouth. It didn't need to be much or good, just something.

A minute or two later, he called over a local clerk, "Are there any projects about to start?"

The clerk was also an employee of Darkstone Security and had been working here for a few months. At this moment, he nodded and said, "After sweeping around the city, there are no obvious anti-government armed forces left. The Governor's Mansion mentioned rebuilding a power plant..."

With the help of certain "interested parties," the anti-government militants have been causing precisely targeted disruptions to society, massively destroying various public facilities and equipment. Power plants, water plants, and the like have always been within their main attack scope.

Zurish originally had three power plants, but now only a small one within the city is still operational.

This small power plant cannot support the entire city's electricity needs. Besides maintaining continuous electrical supply to the Imperial District, other areas have segmented power supply in morning, noon, and evening schedules.

Without enough electricity, many things can't proceed, hence the Governor's Mansion plans to first rebuild a medium to large-scale armed thermal power plant to restore electricity and production for the entire city.

They officially stated that the thermal power generation must at least meet the current electricity demand and must be constructed at a designated location, with the design requiring it to withstand military attacks of a certain intensity.

Lynch almost without hesitation then picked up the phone and dialed Mr. Wardrick's number.

About two minutes later and after two transfers, the call finally connected. After a simple greeting, Lindy laughed and asked, "Are you interested in the thermal power project?"

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