"I'm talking about the smaller sects in Westrington. With your power and status, Sir, you'll be able to gather all of them. I'm sure they won't say no."

Here, Christopher's gaze flashed wickedly. "Once the sect masters have gathered, we'll pressure them by force into obeying."

"These sects are not very powerful alone, but they could be a force to be reckoned with once combined. They've also got eyes everywhere and will be able to look out for us."

"All we have to do is a little grooming and training, and the Nine Continents won't look so daunting very soon…"

Just then, Christopher described the rest of his plan before waiting for a response from Yusof.

Whoa!

Just then, Yusof stopped short. He stared at Christopher intently, unable to help marveling to himself.

This was such a good idea. Why had he not thought of it?

Yes, he could use his identity as Prime Minister to force the smaller sects in Westrington into submission. With such a foundation, he would have less to worry abou