Chapter 964: A Troubled Night (5) (Page 1/1)

"That's it. Do not take any action tonight, and as soon as it is daybreak, go and call Lord Bardo to me. Marquis Douglas sighed after a long silence.

"Yes. Pat's lowered eyes flashed with a hint of reluctance. The best way for a soldier to advance is military merit, and in today's long-term peace, in addition to the battle to exterminate the thief group in the Wall of Sighs to obtain military merit, the imperial capital only has this opportunity when the internal troubles are cleared.

Pat had thought that tonight would be an opportunity, but he ignored the Marquis's patience. At the beginning, Marshal Sebastian took a fancy to the old Cheng of Marquis Douglas, so he would rest assured to hand over the military power of the imperial capital to him when he left the imperial capital, but in the eyes of the soldiers of the imperial capital who were eager to make meritorious contributions, Marquis Douglas was inevitably suspected of being too cautious.

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In the Prime Minister's Mansion, a grand ball was coming to an end, but the young nobles who participated in the ball still seized the time to invite their dance partners to have the last carnival of the night.

The precious son of the old prime minister, Killian, is not a skilled man, but he has a talent for renovating tricks and fun. For more than a year, the grand ball fixed every night in the Prime Minister's Mansion planned by him has become a reserved item for the entire imperial capital's high society.

Lao Zai doted on this son, who he had only been lucky enough to get when he was nearly two hundred years old, and as long as he did not touch the laws of the empire, he hardly interfered with his actions.

But the sound of the ball, as usual, made the old prime minister, who had shut himself in his study since he returned from the Parliament, feel very irritated, and from the anomaly of the summons of Rey III today, he keenly smelled something unusual. He always felt that something big was going to happen tonight.

He had obviously warned Killian not to hold any more balls recently, but he didn't expect that Killian didn't take his warning to heart at all, and still held the ball tonight. When he questioned Killian, the unruly man replied in a eloquent manner: There is an edict from the emperor in the evening, and no matter what happens, no change is allowed from all sides. He did this entirely for the sake of Richelieu, after all, the children and wives of all parties who attended the ball, and with these hostages in hand, they were not afraid that someone would be unfavorable to them.

Killian's words almost made the old prime minister faint, but after thinking about it, it was really like this, with so many hostages in hand, the Prime Minister's Mansion could be regarded as invincible.

But why is there still so much anxiety in his heart? The old prime minister paced anxiously in the study, until a book appeared quietly on his desk.

The old prime minister's color changed slightly when he saw this book, this was the black-robed man's unique way of communication, always informing him of the news he needed the most in this way, it looked ordinary, but it was actually safe and reliable.

The old prime minister walked a few steps to the desk, took the book and opened it, and then quickly browsed it, and after reading it, his face became extremely ugly: two forces comparable to the Holy Land, and there was no power comparable to the Prime Minister's Mansion or even the entire council. If these two forces that suddenly appeared were targeted at the Prime Minister's Office...... The cold sweat on the old prime minister's body burst out uncontrollably.

At this point, he no longer cared about how much he spoiled Killian, and ran desperately towards the ballroom. Lao Zai knows that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is a joke. All he could do now was try to calm down as much as possible, and not to attract these two strong men who don't know who they were here.

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The imperial capital, in the secret room of a deep mansion somewhere.

The Lost Sword Saint Ophelas, whose whole body was covered with magic bandages, suddenly stood up: "There is a Holy Domain that dares to make trouble in the imperial capital, is it really to deceive me for my serious injuries and not healed?"

As he spoke, he was about to reach out to grab the broken and incomplete Bright Moon Grace beside him, but his hand suddenly stopped when he stretched out his hand, because he saw a note at the door of the secret room that recorded the decree of King Rey III in the evening.

"Why did Rey make such an edict?Could it be that these two Sanctuaries were his arrangement?" Ophelas wondered, "That's it, it's just two Sanctuary, if it really wants to be detrimental to the Empire, it's not too late to clean them up when the time comes, and they won't be able to make any big waves!"

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In the camp of the Knights of Light outside the Cathedral of St. Jessica in the south of the imperial capital, Vincent, who was exchanging experiences with Celent after parting, suddenly stood up and said with a solemn face: "Why did two Sanctuary forces suddenly appear? I want to go to see Cardinal Swell immediately." ”

After settling into Selent, Vincent encountered Alcade outside Bishop Swell's bedchamber, who also felt the two Sanctuary forces hurrying towards him. To the disappointment of the two, however, Cardinal Swell was reluctant to summon them, and had already left a message that no matter what happened, no one in the Knights Templar or the Knights of Light would be allowed to step out of the branch of the Holy See tonight.

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In the magic academy in the north of the imperial capital, on top of the towering magic tower, a middle-aged magician wearing a white magician's robe reported to an elderly gray-robed magician: "Dean, the magic identification tablet is ready-"

"White, what do you want to say?" The gray-robed dean of the Magic Academy, Grand Magician Canos, raised his eyes to look at the white-robed magician.

"Will tomorrow's admissions ceremony be going on as normal?" White asked, glancing involuntarily to the west and north, as if to remind something.

"White, let me ask you a few questions. Dean Canos didn't answer White directly.

"Excuse me. White replied respectfully. He has fulfilled his duty to remind, and all that remains is to obey the dean's decision.

"Since the establishment of the Academy of Magic, have you ever delayed the annual enrollment ceremony for any reason?" asked Dean Karnos with great solemnity.

"Uh-no. White smiled unnaturally on his face, even at the most critical juncture of the Great War of Races, the annual enrollment ceremony of the Academy of Magic had never been interrupted.

"Good. So now do we have the strength to be the enemy of the Sanctuary powerhouses at the same time?" Dean Canos asked again.

“...... No. White replied with a shy face. No one would believe that the famous Magic Academy of the Continent did not have a Sacred Domain powerhouse at this time, which was a great shame for the Magic Academy, which was once one of the three major forces in the Continent.

"Very well, I think you already know my decision. Dean Canos sighed lightly, "Go ahead, since we don't have the strength to stop those two unknown Sanctuary, why are we delaying the enrollment ceremony?"

"Dean, aren't you afraid that those two will be bad for the Academy of Magic?" White couldn't help but ask.

"If the other party really chooses this way, what can we do?" Canos let out a long sigh of helplessness, and waved his hand again to signal that White could leave.

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