Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

As for the one standing opposite Pantalone, who was slightly shorter, like a dwarf, he had a smiling face, like a kind old man.

Their clothing is diverse and they are all unique.

At a glance, among this large group of executives, very few were people from the Zhidong Kingdom itself.

It should be said that Her Majesty the Empress is too good at poaching talent.

Or is it that Her Majesty the Queen is just too good at picking up trash?

Of course, Pantalone has not forgotten why he came to this place today.

As one of the executives.

Everyone clearly understands the true purpose of the Ice Queen in establishing the Fools: it was a group created to raise up a great cause of rebellion against the laws of nature.

Even if those who become executives have their own ideas, as long as that power can contribute to the great cause of upholding justice, the foolish masses will naturally accept it without hesitation.

The principle of meritocracy is the most apt description of the position of the Fool's Enforcer.

However, this is not something that can be easily accomplished. Each executive has their own plans and intentions, and the executive meeting exists precisely for this purpose.

Perhaps someone has their own plans, but as long as the general direction can be exploited, the executors of the Fools don't care what the executor wants to achieve by using this matter.

Of course, this is on the premise that this plan does not affect the plans of the other executives, or even everything behind Winter.

Under the cold light of the night.

An elderly figure with pale silver hair stood at the center of everyone's attention. His right eye, covered by a mask, and his pupil, as dark as a star, undoubtedly revealed his identity.

That was Piero, the "Clown," who was the first and foremost executor of the Fools and the chief executor of the Fools.

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin."

With a slightly hoarse and deep, weathered voice, the "clown" calmly recounted the Queen's decree.

"Since the last executive council meeting, at Her Majesty’s decision, we believe it is necessary to propose other plans besides the current ones, which would allow us to raise the banner of rebellion against the laws of nature."

"I believe all of you should know what this means under Her Majesty the Queen's decree, right?"

After the "clown" finished speaking, the mature and aloof woman wearing an extravagant crown spoke calmly. She was the "Lady," the eighth seat of the Fatui Executive.

"We are naturally aware of the meaning behind the Empress's decree."

"That's only right. It's necessary for the great cause of defying the laws of nature. Multiple plans mean multiple insurances. I suppose it's acceptable for the people of Zhidong to make a little sacrifice for the sake of the Queen's lofty ideals."

"Rooster" Puccinira, the fifth executive of the Fools, agreed, his words revealing a sense of helplessness, as if he were feeling sorry for the sacrifices of the people.

After the "rooster" spoke, the "servant" Arecino made a disdainful mocking sound.

"Should I say they are truly hypocritical politicians? So hypocritical. They probably can't even imagine how much unimaginable burden the people will bear for their so-called little sacrifices?"

"I don't care. As long as the goal can be achieved, there's no need to worry about how much consumables we have."

The one who suddenly spoke up was Scaramucci, the sixth executive officer of the Fools. Scaramucci didn't care about such things; he just wanted to muddy the waters.

"Oh."

"Puppet" glanced at the slightly chaotic scene before him and simply let out a soft chuckle, as if he found the argument amusing.

Just as the argument was about to continue, the "clown" abruptly ended this pointless debate.

“This is a pointless argument. This is not the place for your fighting. The executive meeting is convened to discuss meaningful plans. Instead of arguing, it would be more practical to come up with some more concrete plans.”

The clown's words made everyone stop for a moment. No matter how many conflicts the other executives had, all executives had to show respect to the First Executive.

This is not only because of his transcendence, but also because he directly represents the will of the Ice Queen.

They may disrespect everyone else, but they must show respect to the Ice Queen.

After everyone's argument subsided, "Captain" Capitano nodded slightly and looked at Pantalone, who hadn't said anything else so far, and "Doctor" beside him, asking questions.

"But Dotole and Pantalone, tell me what plans you've prepared."

Chapter 12 Planned Voting Parliament

"Common sense in the world holds that the eye of God is a gift bestowed by the gods upon mortals through their gaze. After understanding the sacred knowledge behind it, the authority of the gods will further reveal its true form in our eyes."

True to his duty as a riddle teller, the young "doctor" smiled slightly at the "clown's" question, then shook the reagent in his hand.

To put it simply, it's something like, "I've pretty much figured out the source of the Eye of God's power, and I'm now preparing to mass-produce the Evil Eye to further arm and enhance the power of the Fools, blah blah blah."

Watching "Doctor" Doutore ramble on and on, Pantalone automatically translated what he said in a simple way.

For the Fools' executives, the ability to automatically translate their colleagues' riddles is an essential skill, given that everyone in this group loves riddles.

If you don't understand, you'll just be completely fooled.

As one of the executives, Pantalone naturally possesses this ability to automatically translate simultaneously within her mind.

"That is the way to go. Improving the armed strength that Dong possesses is an indispensable means to fight against the great cause of Heaven's justice."

After hearing the Doctor's answer, the "Captain" nodded slightly, then looked at Pantalone on the other side and asked.

"So, Pantalone, what are your thoughts and plans?"

The captain's voice brought Pantalone back to reality from her leisurely thoughts, and she looked at her many colleagues as executives in front of her.