On the other side, Gaunt had already driven into the palace.
He met Tenet on the garden path, who looked drunk and had to rely on two maids to help him walk.
"You really bring shame to us!"
Leaving these words behind, Gaunt walked into the hall without looking back.
There were already quite a few people in the hall.
"Your Highness."
"Your Highness Gaunt."
The nobles saluted him one after another when they saw him, but Gaunt responded absentmindedly, his eyes fixed on the empty platform.
There was only one chair there, with a thin back that was three meters high and an emerald green gem inlaid on the top.
That's the throne.
But it was empty.
The situation is tense and there is even a possibility of civil war. Everyone is waiting for the country's supreme ruler to take charge of the situation.
It was under the gaze of such a group of expectant eyes that a beautiful woman dressed in gorgeous clothes suddenly walked onto the stage.
She stood beside the throne, looking very nervous, but she spoke immediately: "His Majesty said...he said he was not feeling well, the ministers can discuss it among themselves first."
This caused a huge uproar.
"Your Highness Sorel, did His Majesty really say that?"
"You, the princess, are the only ones sent to notify?"
"That's the Ash Legion!"
"Sauers' troops haven't returned yet!"
Sorel is Vona's mother.
She had never seen such a scene before, and she immediately took a step back in fear, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.
Shaking his head, Gunter left through the side door.
He could see that Sorel understood nothing and was just sent to deliver the message.
The other ministers could only and had to catch her and interrogate her, but he didn't need to.
After checking through various levels, he entered the inner palace and saw a white-haired old man resting on a recliner in the garden.
"Father……"
He walked straight over without even bothering to salute.
"Why would Naris do this!"
"You don't go out, which means you know the reason... Tell me, what happened?"
"Gaunt..."
After a long while, Sarah VII finally opened his eyes.
He turned around, stared at him for more than ten seconds with a look that seemed extremely strange to Gaunt, and said slowly: "You don't have to worry about these now."
"Just do what you are supposed to do, that's all."
……
"clang--"
"clang--"
"clang--"
The magnificent bells rang throughout the city.
Every household closed their doors and windows, and those who did not have time to go home temporarily hid in the shops, looking at the streets with the shop owners, watching the military vehicles driving by on the streets, their faces full of confusion and anxiety.
"In the end what happened?"
"I do not know……"
"I don't think Wayne has ever rung the bell at a time like this."
"Which prince has passed away?"
"Hush - don't say such things!"
The public is the slowest, but also the most sensitive. Some people can already smell the faint murder in the air, and they want to leave the city, but they find that all the land exits of Vien Port are blocked by the army.
"Your Majesty, and Captain Red."
In the back hall of the Central Diocesan Cathedral, a silver-rank Flint Knight rushed in and knelt down before two people who were discussing something.
"Those merchants... they're crazy! So many people are rushing to the dock... they want to sink the ship and escape, should we——"
"No need to worry about them."
The man who was like a waking lion said in a deep voice.
"The only things that will be spooked by sharks are small fish and shrimp. They won't show their heads so easily."
"I think so."
Pope Senar put his hands behind his back and nodded his chin in appreciation when he heard the words.
"But I didn't expect that it would be Naris who opened the lid."
"Your Majesty's thoughts are indeed hard to guess..."
Chapter 111: The Sun Usurper
"It seems to be very chaotic outside."
In the lounge, witnessing Hitzfeld rushing back to the bedroom to pack his things, Darent leaned against the door frame and whispered.
This door was connected to the lounge, and he could see the outer wall directly from here - halfway up he could see the street through the glass, and he had seen pedestrians running wildly on it more than once.
"It's not the worst time yet." Hitzfeld finished packing and came out directly with the box. "Now the civilians don't know what happened. If the news of the army besieging the city spreads, there will definitely be stampedes in various markets and vegetable markets."
"What are you doing?" The three members of the cult were leaning on the sofa and chatting about the situation outside. They were shocked to see her like this.
"Carrying a box?" Torres pointed at the box and then at her. "Are you crazy? What do you want to do?"
"Just in case." Hitzfeld frowned, "I won't put my hope of safety on being a turtle."
To be honest, she is very uneasy now.
Quite uneasy.
On the one hand, many speculations needed to be confirmed urgently, and she was not sure whether her ideas were correct. On the other hand, the more chaotic the situation was, the more likely it was that evildoers would take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.
Even though Shadow Lion's headquarters was located underground and had a well-connected underground network that allowed people to go anywhere in the city, Hitzfeld never felt that it was safe enough.
She did not forget that there was a mole in the Security Bureau.
The information that was basically confirmed since the death ticket case started has not been confirmed until now after countless rounds of investigation.
After Vesta was replaced as the director of the Internal Audit Department, a large number of people were indeed cleared out and dealt with, but it is difficult to determine how many of them were wrongful convictions and wrongful killings.
It seemed that no one was suspicious, but this situation made her dare not trust anyone anymore.
The only exceptions were the few people she knew in advance - the reason why she was willing to obey orders and stay in this damn place was because of the protection of Carlo and the others.
She planned to finish the "things that require staying here" as soon as possible.
Then go down to the ground.
She was worried about Ashley being alone in the house on Iris Street.
And summer.
She was also worried about her being outside.
"Split up?" While walking on the road, Torres yelled again, "No! I don't agree!"
"Who do you think we are willing to sign a confidentiality agreement and stay in this damn place for? Please understand that we are not here to help you. We are only responsible for protecting your life and safety. Don't ask me to do this kind of thing!"
"I think so too," said Carlo.
"I'm afraid you can't refuse." Hitzfeld walked so fast that his voice was shaking with his footsteps. "If my guess is right... then I'm afraid I won't be able to rest until Monday... Now time is more important than anything else. Go help me look up information, and I'll go directly to the Dream Corridor."
"This is not good, Aisuen." Saibot also felt that this was not right. "No matter how bad the situation is... I'm serious, you underestimate the White Shadow Palace and the Order... I can guarantee with my life that Prince Naris will never betray His Majesty. Add to that the Flint Knights led by Captain Red, even if there are a million evil followers, they will not be able to get away with it!"
"I think so too," Carlo said again.
"Let's assume that Naris is unlikely to betray... and also assume that the Flint Knights are really that powerful." Hitzfeld glanced at her, "What is the situation that requires him to be transferred back?"
"This..." The nun was speechless. She really had no way to explain this.
"There was a power outage in the whole city today. Did you hear about it?" Hitzfeld turned to ask Darent without caring what she thought.
"I heard about it." Darent nodded, "It just started to stop. It didn't stop before... But it has nothing to do with us. This place has its own generator."
"I'm not worried about a power outage here."
"So what are you worried about?"
“I am concerned about what might be causing the power outage.”
As soon as these words came out, several people fell into deep thought.
Power outages... especially city-wide power outages are not uncommon, and many cities experience this frequently. The reason is simply that more important areas - usually factories - have insufficient energy supply, and power supply needs to be diverted from urban areas to ensure production.
Industrial electricity and domestic electricity are completely different, and the amount of electricity required by the former is terrifying.
But this rarely happens in Port Vien.
A few decades ago it was a little more, but ever since Sarah mastered the technology to replicate the sacred stone tablet, various industrial scientific breakthroughs have occurred and power outages are almost unheard of here.
Many factories originally located in Port Wein have closed down. The royal family has been transferring industries, and now the industrial center of the entire Sara is in the south, in North Sinze.
"Prince Gaunt and I once passed by a factory when we went to Villefort's hometown."
Seeing that they were all starting to think about the relationship, Hitzfeld nodded and continued to prompt.
"It has been sealed off for many years... but it has suddenly started to resume work recently, and combined with this major power outage... I don't think this is an isolated incident."
"Aisun." Darent's expression was very serious.
"Do you suspect they have been planning this since then?"
That time refers to the newspaper war in Nan Xinze a few months ago.
The newspaper war affected the entire Sinze diocese → Sinze diocese was blocked → factories in North and South Sinze shut down → production capacity stopped → various demands were suspended → affecting Wien Port → factories in Wien Port resumed work.
This is a very obvious logical chain.
If this speculation is correct, then the purpose of launching the newspaper war is not just to harm the Zinze Diocese.
Or maybe it's just a temporary goal of the Eclipse Church, and it's just a by-product.
Their initial and ultimate goal is to influence Wayne!
"But I don't understand—"
After understanding the key point, Darent began to get restless.
“What good will it do them?”
"The Flintstone Knights and the army... these things don't use electricity as a power source."
"What's more, the Ash Legion is... It is said that they have long been accustomed to fighting in the eternal night. They can accurately identify who the enemy is in the pitch-black darkness!"
"Why are they doing this?"
“Power outages – what can that affect?”
"Don't you think this eternal night is a little different from the previous eternal nights?"
Hitzfeld said softly.
"Different? You mean..."
"Don't you think the streets are a little quiet?"
"And the sky is not as bright as the usual eternal night."
