Glancing at him disapprovingly, the earl of Yale said, "Anyway, he's a part of our power. Anyone who doesn't stand with West is our ally."
"Ask West to send some zombies to attack the human joint conference first. We will immediately ask him if he agrees or not."
After an hour's discussion, they finally decided how to say it.
According to the etiquette of the nobility, they needed to write an invitation card first and invite West over.
In their opinion, the royal zombie West might not save their face.
Then they could go through the next process.
"Yale, I think the white hair's handwriting is good. Let the earl of Nova write the invitation."
"We only send zombie elites there?"
"Now that West has taken control of T City, there must be three to five thousand zombies under his control, right?"
"What if West asks us to offer the same number of zombies?" The man who stood close to the door frowned and said hesitantly.