I Will Eventually Become a Capitalist Tycoon? Chapter 648

Could he forcibly establish a rule right now: "All desires of loyalty directed toward monarchs shall be directed toward me," then have these assassins stuff vibrators and massage wands into themselves and dance HOP onstage?

For an instant, an excellent joke sprang to Russell's mind.

Don't celebrate too soon. You currently have fewer than two Roman legions' worth of Steam Knights.

If the numbers do not meet the standard, at most you can distort behavior rather than affect a region's rules.

The Prompt Device reminded him.

"It's fine. Void Archive just has to suffer a little more."

"I believe it can fill the ranks of three Roman Legions at light speed."

In a relaxed and cheerful mood, Russell decided to give his Originium Arts an upgrade.

After making that decision,

he began looking around again.

Then—

Where were his father-in-law and mother-in-law?

Russell's eyes held a trace of puzzlement.

After all,

he had mainly come here because the competition's popularity had already become so overwhelming that it made him feel a little suffocated.

He had wanted to take this opportunity to go on an unconventional date.

But aside from that,

the people he cared about most were Maria's parents.

Why had he not seen those two old geezers?

Russell's expression grew increasingly troubled.

They aren't qualified enough—over here, Golden Law Guards are just main gate guards.

The Prompt Device sent him a notification.

If it were your little wife's grandfather, he would definitely be seated at the head table.

After all, his record of nearly wiping out both Hegre and Patriot was right there.

But his son clearly was not at that level. He really could only share a table with the Golden Law Guards.

To qualify for appearing here, one had to at least be a Grand Duke or