Firmin was practically roaring, "Everyone wants us to have a perfect king! But that's simply impossible!"
"Even if Charuni is, she is fine, but what about after her? What about after that?"
"This method of inheritance will definitely cause problems! If it continues to be implemented, this country will definitely be destroyed!"
“But it’s good to have power concentrated in the present.”
The puppet retorted to him.
“There are downsides, but the upside far outweighs the downside.”
"It's just that you are rusting here and can't see the facts and the truth."
Firm sneered.
"Then how do you solve it?"
The puppet began to ask him questions.
"It's very simple." Film was really fooled, "Change the system."
"We don't need a dictator, we don't need a dictatorial king, we can decide our own future and what to do."
“……”This is Hitzfeld who was numb from the shock.
“……”This is Pusangsi who is also numb.
At this point, they finally determined what Film wanted to do.
He wanted to invite the strongest transcendent who seemed to have been huddled in the Dream City, that is, Xi Suo-Grest, to follow him, or their footsteps.
Let’s rebel together.
Chapter 68 Action
For a moment, Hitzfeld was delusional.
She wondered if the series of hardships and sufferings she had experienced since arriving in Sara were actually illusions. Maybe this was just a very normal and common human kingdom, and the dangers and threats it faced were far from enough to make some people feel awe.
But she soon denied this illusion and figured everything out. She thought that some people were too comfortable under her care.
It may be a bit of an exaggeration to say this. After all, while Sarah was investigating the case, there were other people around, whether they were buried in time or walking in the world. They were all using their own ways, even at the cost of their lives, to save the country from various disasters and dangers.
But she is qualified, right?
She helped resolve the golem curse in Blackwood City and the shadow curse in Balvic, and guarded the royal city of Wayne under the shadow of the evil god of desire - not to mention the subsequent series of battles with evil gods and their followers, how many nobles had to owe her a favor for the third case alone?
Not to mention the Death Tree behind it. These are huge terrors and disasters that will destroy the entire Wayne and the assets of all nobles if they spread out.
Hitzfeld knew that the more feudal the political system, the more likely it was to give rise to darkness and corruption.
Otherwise, why would there be a French Revolution? When the first shot was fired, the dawn of the Republic arrived.
She had tried her best to think and assume the worst of human nature, but she still believed that Sarah's unique political system could be maintained and was the most appropriate for the time being.
The reason is external enemies: the shadow of the solar eclipse has not faded, and as long as the gray fog remains, those "great ones" can still come back.
Humans cannot contend against them... This is not Hitzfeld exaggerating, but the standard answer given by history.
Every crisis, every time they were about to succeed, the reason they ultimately failed was not because they lost, but because someone stood up and sacrificed themselves to delay time.
Lilith Gugliel, Jane Pursion, Sanfeli...even Sina and herself.
She was once curious - why did this eye she obtained, this divine eye, have such terrifying power to go back in time, while the price it came with, that is, the backlash brought by this power, was relatively insignificant?
Yes, it may seem and sound that draining vitality is a serious sequelae, but compared with "going back in time", this cost is really not worth mentioning.
But as he used the eye more and more and became more proficient in controlling it, Hitzfeld figured it out.
This eye does have a very insignificant price.
Perhaps in a sense, this price is the true "curse of wisdom."
Thinking too far ahead...
The girl behind the curtain frowned deeply.
I just wanted to criticize these people why they could ignore so many sacrifices, so many threats, and only consider their own selfish interests... Now it seems that the only explanation is that they have been spoiled too much by so many victims.
Some people's well-being is because others are silently sacrificing, just as the brave always die first, and the remaining ones will only make everything worse.
Once this was confirmed, great anger arose.
This might be the first time she was so angry... The temperature in the office suddenly dropped, and both the Grace doll and Firm were stunned - they found that a crystal ice needle appeared between the two of them at some point.
"This is..." Film opened his mouth to say something.
But Hitzfeld didn't give him a chance. The ice needles quickly circled around him and froze him into a stiff ice sculpture.
“Swish!” At the same time, she tore open the curtain and jumped down, whispering, “His real body will not react during the confinement.”
Pusiangsi immediately understood what she meant: "I will report this matter as soon as possible, and will also contact Nianlun and the others."
Film is the former president of the Theological Seminary. In addition, he is also a first-class member of the Order of the Oak Leaf. He has served as the head of the local diocese and still holds the title of bishop.
The Xieyang Cult did not attach much importance to these things in the past, but don't forget that the two factions within the cult have been fighting since not long ago, and it is obvious that the rigid and ascetic faction has the upper hand.
It would be unreasonable to deal with such a person without informing Nian Lun. The Tree People also have people who cooperate in managing the entire sect, and she must be informed of this matter.
"Contact Xia first... Contact Director Imaer." Hitzfeld spoke in an unnatural official tone, "Firm is not alone... Did he mention 'we' just now?"
"If you suspect there's someone else behind him, then it's hard to say." Pusiangsi warned her.
"Because on the surface, he just wants to win over 'Grest'. It is normal to use 'we' in this occasion and context."
"I don't believe that a former dean who has fallen from power would have such wild thoughts." Hitzfeld said word by word, "Someone must have taught him this!"
"Most people who graduate from the Divine Academy will join the cult." Pusiangsi tried her best to remind her, "Firm is a conservative in politics, but he has always disliked the ascetics in the cult, thinking that they are just pretending."
"He advocates pleasure?"
"He advocated that this would be a more comprehensive way to resist temptation."
"Maybe that's true for some people." Hitzfeld stared at Firm's stiff face and was really amused by him, "But obviously he has no right to say such things."
"The cult has been cracking down on this trend recently." The puppet nodded. "Everyone - including Firm, has had their benefits cut by at least half. I heard that this is just the beginning, and it will be lowered further in the future."
"You mean, maybe he was resentful about this and that's why he wanted to rebel?"
Hitzfeld frowned.
"No one gave him instructions... It was just his whim... Just because he's an old man... He's not afraid of death?"
"If this is the only reason, it's a bit far-fetched." Pusiens admitted her doubts, "but if there is a second one, it makes sense."
"Think about it, Aisuen." She controlled the puppet to look over here.
"Is the White Shadow Palace planning to do something to those people recently?"
……
Xia Yibing was originally busy investigating the possible fake death of someone in the Corner Tower dismemberment case. Upon receiving the news, she hurried to Pusilint, but was embarrassed to find nothing.
There were only two ice sculptures in the office, one was naturally Film's, and the other was frozen when Hitzfeld remembered that he had an assistant, Jinsen, waiting outside, so he went out specially.
She moved Jinsen's ice sculpture out of thin air and went offline to work.
Not only is she a count, but she also has the authority of the executive department. In such a time-sensitive matter, she does not have to wait for the Shadow Lion Chief's cooperation before taking action.
"Damn it...did this old man really say that?"
After listening to what Pusangsi told through the puppet's mouth, Xia Yibing looked at the two ice sculptures hatefully.
"You'd better calm down," Priscilla advised her.
"She's obviously going to capture someone hoping to torture him for information. You're here to smash the ice sculpture. Their spirits are sealed inside."
If the soul is shattered, the body will be seriously damaged, and the person might even become a vegetable from a dream. She did not recommend Xia Yibing to take such a risk just to vent her anger.
"Am I that kind of reckless person?" Women are very dissatisfied with this stereotype.
"Yes."
Pusiangsi was not afraid of offending her, so she answered according to the stereotype.
"..." Xia Yibing was silent for a while and decided to skip this topic.
"Have you informed the others?"
"I've even informed you, so everyone else should know about it too."
"Then they can't succeed!"
The woman began to pace in front of the table, speaking with a pleased tone.
"These bastards, these bastards, these gutter maggots!"
"So many people sacrificed everything to gain this peace, but they used it as an opportunity to rebel. Why do they think there have been no evildoers causing trouble in the inland areas in the past six months?"
"It may also be due to the impact of Elsa's return." Pursi said calmly, "The hope it brought was a bit too much. Obviously, the fact that the 'gray fog can dissipate' has caused some people to lose their fear."
"That's only temporary!" Xia Yibing emphasized.
"It's only because of... the influence of the God War that they were dispersed. They will gather together soon... We just took advantage of the time difference and were able to use this time to build a base on the Aisha Continent and use the Mechanical Yang Stone to carve--"
"Oh, what you said is too complicated." The puppet tilted its head, "Those big shots won't understand."
"They're doomed to fail no matter what!"
Xia Yibing squeezed out a cold voice from her throat.
"Big shots? What kind of big shots are they?"
"When faced with trouble, you shrink back, you have no courage, no strength... you only dare to plot in secret like a maggot!"
"Their only chance of success lies in 'secrecy'! That is, we are completely unaware! They have a tiny chance of success!"
"But now we all know! We'll be prepared!"
“They will fail!”
"Damn it...why would I be the director otherwise?"
Faced with a series of troubles for a long time without much progress in the case, Xia Yibing had been feeling depressed and irritated, so she vented like this when she found the opportunity.
"I have to go see Aisun."
Then she steadied her cap and prepared to leave.
"Keep an eye on their Limps-ons!"
"We'll try to catch them all this time!"
Chapter 69: Interrogation
There was nothing special about the arrest, as Film never expected to be exposed.
This is the biggest unknown - in the eyes of Film and some people, "Grest" is independent, he is there, he really exists, and no matter how you look at it, Sarah's treatment of him over the years has not been fair.
This was inevitable...Pusiansi had already reached her limit. She needed to rely on the incense to nourish her spirit all day long to be able to afford and control her second body. It was rare for the body named "Grest" to appear in the Dream City and interact with people frequently. It was impossible for her to have nothing to do and control it to run around in reality, unless she really didn't want to live anymore.
So the truth is this: Sisso Grest died a long time ago, even more than 20 years ago, and the one who used the alias Sisso Deepnes was just his ghost, a monster formed after his fall.
But "they", that is, the group of people who might be behind Film, didn't know about this. Except for a very few insiders, everyone thought that Grace was still there, and it was this seemingly insignificant cognitive error that made them gain a lot this time.
Outside the Films' garden fence, Hitzfeld stood silently holding a black umbrella.
The entire street has been blocked off, and policemen in black are entering and exiting the house, searching for possible evidence such as letters. There are even tin cans at the farther intersections, and they are guarding there, not allowing any idle people to approach the scene.
"Count!" A young agent came to her side and spoke to wake her up despite his nervousness. "The search is basically complete. We found some letters, but we haven't touched them yet. We're waiting for you to deal with them."
Of course he was nervous, because the person standing in front of him was a legendary figure - not only would he not have any strange thoughts about her because of those rumors, but he actually hoped that those rumors were true, that is, the count really had that kind of relationship with the director.
After all, they are all young people full of vigor and vitality. Who dares to say that they have never fantasized about the director?
He had heard some rumors about Batti Villefort, so he understood... The oath only said not to get married or have children, but there was no rigid restriction on doing other things.
Well that's fitting, isn't it?
Compared to those guys who had no skills and no achievements, the director and the earl were best friends and had fought side by side many times. But he couldn't think of anything else about these two people, as if this was the best and most reasonable.
"Don't be nervous." Hitzfeld had already noticed that this man had hesitated behind the fence before rushing to call him, and even adjusted his hat and collar.
After thanking him for his hard work, she went straight in and found the so-called letters that had been searched out.
