Yes, he is the firstborn son of Nicholas, Lord of Dragon City, Ephraim.
His father, Nicholas, who has passed the age barrier of 45 and is approaching 50, has not yet made a clear announcement as to who will be the next Lord of Dragon City, and he, the eldest son, is in a very awkward position as he approaches his thirties.
Leila listened to the comments around her and, with her heart in her mouth and her voice extremely low, she again asked Ian, who was standing next to her.
-Brother, why is Nilson being so cold to this guy?
Ian looked at his sister and covered his mouth with his hand.
-Don’t look down on our city lord, if he wants to make friends, let him come and make friends with our city lord, got it?
Yes oh, it’s hard to tell if the man is the City Lord, but Nilson is the Lord of Pesla City and his glorious exploits could write an autobiography, so there’s really no need to bow to the man at all….
Two more beams of light flashed on the speaker’s dais and the entire Assembly Hall instantly fell silent.
The ceremony was conducted by the descendant of the elderly researcher, an ancient woman, who stood in front of the small podium to the right of the large screen, adjusted the microphone and began her opening speech, welcoming the city lords themselves in their busy schedules, and then applauded, Dona Echave, Yerma and Micaela.
Nilson’s eyes are directed to Moya, who is falling on the stage, with deep emotion….
A month later, Moya recovers well, more beautiful than before, with an indescribable charm impregnating her body…
Feeling a sharp and stern look, Nilson looked towards the speaker’s platform on the left, Carlos was actually sitting there with a group of the backbone of the Echave Group, the seat was discreet, it belonged to the corner of the place, but the view was excellent, the stage and the audience could really see…
A large number of journalists in the audience probably had no idea that there was no Carlos on stage, that he was sitting in that dark corner….
At that moment, Carlos looked at Nilson with a look that clearly said:
Don’t look at my people!
Nilson looked at him too, without weakness, with the words written in his eyes:
With so many people in the room, can you get everyone to stop looking at Moya?
Indeed, all the women in the room, not to mention the men, had their eyes on Micaela, she was truly, mesmerizingly beautiful, and unlike the Salamonsa beauties everywhere she had an unmatched aura….
The moderator finished his official opening speech, handed over the microphone and Mrs. Echave took the floor.
God was dressed to the nines today, with a professional suit, her hair in a ponytail, and she let herself be loved by her husband, who had done so much for Ciudad Echave in life, and just as she smiled, a round of applause was heard from below.
Dona Echave, a little excited, looked around the room and when she saw Efraim next to Nilson, she stopped with a slight smile on her face, half looking away, and began to say the speech she had prepared.
When Mrs. Echave finished, Yerma took the microphone, followed by Diego and Carmelo, who stood in front of a huge monitor showing one image in turn as they explained the various initiatives and results of Ciudad Echave’s economic recovery in the last month, Mrs. Echave was full of enthusiasm and nodded her head incessantly….
Carlos really did, and kept his promise so perfectly beyond the standard that she unconsciously looked back at Efraim on stage….
The delegates from the various cities on the stage, and some of the lords of the cities, opened the notebooks they had brought with them and scribbled their notes.
-Mr. Aguayo is very good!
-Yes, these initiatives are having an immediate impact.
-When Echave City resumes its foreign trade, with Mr. Aguayo at the helm, the economy will definitely surpass that of Pesla City!
Nilson folded his legs and rested his chin on one hand, looking at Diego’s data graph on the large screen….
-Mr. Nilson saw this and I wonder what he thought?
Efraim’s voice rang out.
Nilson looked back and Efraim was leaning against the backrest, also looking sideways at him, and for a moment, Nilson suddenly thought he looked familiar, not the kind of familiarity he had known before….
With a haughty expression, Efraim continued:
-Echave City would not be the most prosperous and wealthy city in Salamonsa if it surpassed Pesla City.
Nilson raised an eyebrow and said faintly:
-Pesla City is not supposed to be the richest city in Makoto, as you should know better than me.
Efraim, his eyes full of expectation for him to answer like that, looked back and immediately changed the subject.
-I hear that Lord Nilson has taken a liking to the incoming Lord of Echave City.
Nilson’s heart skipped a beat and he frowned slightly, his mind quickly analyzed that Echave City’s economic rise affected no one, and he didn’t seem to be interested in Moya, so what was his purpose in this provocation?
Nilson watched as Micaela picked up the microphone in front of her and was about to begin her speech, responding to Efraim’s words before Moya’s voice rang out:
-I am fond of her, but I respect her decision more than anything else, as long as she is happy, even if it is not for me.
Efraim’s fist clenched a couple more times, he stopped talking and looked ahead….
Micaela was standing in the middle of the big screen, looking at the people sitting there, without the slightest shyness, her natural expression, her soulful eyes looking around, her beautiful voice coming through the sound:
-Hello, I am Moya, thank you all for your affection and giving me this opportunity to exercise, I will do my best during my reign, together with my husband, to help the inhabitants of Echave City to live better, collaborate with the cooperation between the cities and progress together to bring Salamonsa to the heights of prosperity in every plus, thank you. –
The people had not heard enough and she had already finished.
The concise content is so powerfully persuasive from the inside out that it creates a great feeling of conviction from the bottom of everyone’s heart.
Those who attended Dona Echave’s birthday party earlier, and were basically here at the time, heard Micaela’s simple words and were convinced that she really had it in her, not to mention the strength of Carlos….
Carlos looked at the girl on stage with tender eyes, his mind filled with the words -and my husband-, his heart swelled with joy, he still owed her a wedding….
The reporters in the room could no longer contain their curiosity, and the men on stage certainly weren’t Carlos. One of them stood up, took the microphone on behalf of his company, addressed Micaela directly as Mr. de la Ciudad, and asked curiously:
-Mr. City Lord Echave, first of all we all know that you have had your baby sessions before, congratulations on being a mother, and secondly, I am very curious about your husband like everyone here, should he be here today?
It is not surprising that it is Moya’s husband who sells the city, although the city lord is Moya, in Salamonsa due to the hereditary succession of the city lords, which is the pattern in almost all cities, where the husband and wife share the responsibility of the city lord, but the fact that the husband is not present together makes one curious?
Micaela sketches a slight smile and raises the microphone again, telling the truth:
-Thank you. Carlos came today, but he was not going to be in public view, he said he would be fine being my “backstage man”….
After a second’s pause, an energetic and mischievous voice said.
-I will try to fight to contribute to Echave City with him and not let him do all the work alone…..
The room burst into laughter, Carlos was free not to expose himself to the public gaze, and naturally no one could say anything else. The ceremony immediately moved on to the next step, the handing over of the various objects exclusive to the Lord of the City, followed by the token with the Lord of the City logo….
Yerma pulled from the brocade box a uniquely shaped bracelet, a very unisex design of antique silver and emeralds; the antique silver was faint loops with a diamond-shaped emerald attached every few inches, which sparkled beautifully in the light….
Carlos looked at the bracelet and frowned….
Yerma turns Moya around and puts it on her left wrist, fingertips trembling slightly….
This moment will pass and it will be fine, no one will notice….
-Wait!
A male voice rang out sharply.
-That bracelet chain is a fake!