"Don't mind the food, this is all we can afford at the moment." Adel prepared lunch and asked the adopted boy, William, to come over and eat with him.
When little William saw two portions of black bread and a glass of water on the dinner table, he was not dissatisfied. He looked gratefully at the strange uncle who had saved him: "This is already very good. My brother and I often stayed at my uncle's house.
There is no food to eat.”
Adel sat down, took a sip of water, then calmly tore the bread and stuffed it into his mouth: "Eat it."
"Well, thank you." Little William seemed to have been hungry for a long time. His eyes lit up when he looked at the food. After saying thank you, he immediately started devouring it.
"Don't think about avenging your brother yet, just stay here and hide." Adel warned, worried that this stubborn kid would sneak out and do something stupid again.
"...Well, what should we do next?" Little William tried hard to convince himself to put aside his hatred temporarily.
"wait."
"Wait? Wait for what?" Little William was puzzled.
Adel quickly ate his share of food and drank the remaining half glass of water in one gulp: "Equality will happen."
"Waiting for the Pingding Association?!" Little William's mind started spinning rapidly, and Adel's identity became blurry as soon as it became clear, "You are a member of the Pingding Association, right? But you said you are not...then you also want to
Join the Equality Society? Then why wait for them to come to you?”
"You don't need to know this." Adel didn't intend to explain to a child.
"Okay..." Little William suppressed his curiosity and ate his meal silently.
Adel suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him. He turned his head and looked outside the window, but there was nothing unusual there.
"What's wrong? Uncle Adel?" Little William asked, seeing that Adel's aura became a little strange.
"It's okay." After observing the outside for a while, Adel leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
——
"Has he discovered us?" In the building next to Adel's residence, Qi White was frightened by the look that Adel just turned his head.
Diaz remained calm and stared at Adel: "We hid very secretly and he didn't notice us."
Qi White breathed a long sigh of relief: "That's good..."
"Who is that boy?" Diaz was confused about the little boy sitting next to Adel while eating. Neither Verak, Boyin nor Chiwhite had mentioned this to him.
"I don't know either..." Qi White racked his brains and couldn't think of where he had seen this boy or what his relationship was with Adel. "Could it be that he is my uncle's illegitimate son? Based on the last time he returned to Lezein.
Well, it seems possible...but I have never heard of such a thing..."
"Adel's child?" Diaz always felt something was wrong.
It's not normal for a child to pop out suddenly.
It was unusual for someone as alert as Adel to open the window wide, as if he was just waiting for someone to look at him.
"Comrade Diaz, what should we do?" asked the comrade sent by the Intelligence Department.
"Let's continue to keep an eye on him and check his details to see where this child came from and what the purpose of his sudden appearance is." Diaz is not yet sure whether there is any danger around him or whether Adel is secretly in contact with the government.
Okay, I set up an ambush, so I'm not in a hurry to do anything.
"clear."
"Should I go and see him?" Qihuaite took the initiative to stand up.
Diaz stared at the room intently, thinking that the street fighting would start tomorrow at the latest. He had better solve the problem and return to the team before then, so he nodded: "Okay, we will ensure your safety here. If there is danger,
We will assist you in evacuating immediately."
"What you said made me quite nervous..." Qi White originally thought that going to see his uncle was no big deal, but now that Diaz had warned him, he still couldn't move his legs.
"Don't worry." Diaz took out the pistol on his waist.
Seeing that even the real guy was showing off, Qi White swallowed subconsciously: "No, no, no, there's probably no need to go to such great lengths to fight."
"You take it." Diaz handed the gun to Chiwhite. "If there is a danger, just load it, aim at the enemy and pull the trigger."
"This..." Qi White slowly took over the heavy pistol.
"Protect yourself, we will respond to you as soon as possible." Diaz could see that Qi White was a little timid, but if Qi White was not the only one to inquire about this matter, he would step forward without hesitation.
Qi White took a few deep breaths, and when he looked at Adel's room opposite again, his eyes were complicated: "What should I say if I go?"
"He must have determined that you are a member of the Equality Society, so there is no need to hide this matter, just admit it directly." Diaz said, "Then tell him that Verac is willing to see him and let him go south with you.
District. We will follow him secretly along the way. If it is confirmed that no one from the government is following him, I will take you away and find a way to take some detours back to the North District."
"...Okay!" Qi White carefully hid the gun, "Then I'll go over."
"Um."
Chiwhite left the room where he was monitoring Adel, went downstairs and crossed the street to the door of Adel's house.
"Dong dong dong." He adjusted his state and tried to make himself as relaxed and natural as possible.
"Who?" came a vigilant inquiry from behind the door.
"It's me, uncle." Qihuaite said.
The door opened about a third of the way, and Adel made room for Qihuatai to enter: "Come in."
After Chiwhite entered, Adel closed the door, then strode back to the living room, closed the window, and drew the curtains.
Seeing this, Qi White secretly cried out that something was not good.
"Equality will send you, right? Does he agree to see me?" Adel asked straight to the point.
"Uh... I'm from the Equality Association, he -"
"Are you a member of the Equality Association?" Little William, who was helping Adel wash the dishes after dinner, came out and looked at Qi White in surprise.
"Who is he?" Qi White asked the boy's identity.
Adel asked Chiwhite to sit down: "William, I tried to save my brother who was executed in People's Square this morning. I stopped him and brought him back."
"His brother? Will he be equal?" Qi White suddenly felt pity for the little boy.
"My brother is from the Newman Street class. He is not yet a member of the Equality Society, but we have always wanted to join." Little William explained.
"Ah..." Qi White thought that such a young child was being sacrificed, and he didn't know what to say.
"Verak sent you here?" Adel continued to ask the question just now.
Qi White came back to his senses: "Yes."
"Verak?!" Little William has heard of Verak's name. Now that Verak's identity has been revealed, he has become the most wanted criminal along with Boyin and Morais. "Is it Comrade Most Verak?"
"...Yes." Qi White glanced at little William, whose eyes were shining, and said to Adel, "He agreed to see you and asked me to take you there."
"Where is he?"
"Terminus."
Adel glanced at the window with the curtains drawn: "Then let's leave now."
"Okay." Qi White stood up as soon as he sat down.
"Can you take me there?" William looked at Adel and Qiwai longingly in a pleading tone.
"This..." Qi White didn't know what to do and thought about whether it would be inconvenient to drag a child with him.
Adel didn't make any extra preparations. He just put the coat hanging on the hanger back on his body and said, "Let's go together. He is homeless now. Only Equality can help him."
"...Okay." Qi White led the two of them downstairs, refraining from raising his head to see where Diaz was monitoring, and headed straight for the South District.
"Where is the main station?" Adel asked as he walked on the street.
"Southern District." Qi White raised his head and said to Adel, who was more than a head taller than him.
"Then why don't we go there by car? It's such a long way."
Qi White was worried that Diaz, who was behind him, would not be able to keep up with them if they took the car, and would not have time to make arrangements: "No, no need. Now the government is strictly investigating, so it's best not to leave in such a blatant way."
"As far as I know, you are not wanted yet, and neither are we, so it shouldn't be a problem to take a car." Adel glanced at Qiweite.
"Uh..." Qi White couldn't think of a reason.
After the test, Adel already understood in his heart that he no longer acted with Qi White and expressed his verified conclusion: "Equality will always be monitoring me in the building next door, right?"
"This—" Qi White was shocked and frightened.
"The main station is not in the South District. The reason why I went to the South District was just to test me and make sure no one is following me." Adel said unhurriedly.
Qi White's eyes widened.
"No need to go to so much trouble, just take me to see them directly." Adel said.
"I..." Qiwai deeply felt how difficult Adel was to deal with, and all their plans were easily seen through.
Afterwards, Adel turned around without asking Qi White's opinion and walked back towards the place where he had guessed the Equality Society would be monitoring.
"Uncle." Qi White rushed up.
Little William looked confused.
"Don't doubt me. If I were still a member of the government, I would have monitored you and followed you. The reason why I didn't use those methods was because I wanted to meet him openly." Adel kept walking.
"What exactly do you want to do when you see him?" Qi White asked.
"Let's talk about it when we see him." Adel remained tight-lipped.
Seeing that their efforts had been in vain, Qi White thought for a while and decided to grit his teeth and risk his trust in Adel: "Okay... I will take you to see him."
Soon, under the leadership of Qi White, Adel first met Diaz, the person in charge of monitoring him.
While on surveillance, Diaz saw Adel leading Chiwhite back the same way, so he did not follow him, but waited patiently in the room for them to come.
"Hello, I'm Diaz." Diaz glanced at Qi White, who looked embarrassed, and shook hands with Adel.
"Adel." Adel lowered his head and looked at this quite calm man.
"I'm sorry, Comrade Diaz, I..." Qi White felt extremely ashamed.
"It's okay, it's because I didn't plan well." Diaz asked Adel to sit down first, "You know everything, right? Why did you go to see Verak?"
Adel glanced at Chiwhite and told him to take care of little William, and then sat opposite Diaz: "If you have anything to do, come to him."
"What's up?"
"You don't need to know this."
"I couldn't take you to see him if I didn't know."
"I can find him without you taking me to see him, but it will take more time." Adel looked at Diaz, whose eyes were bright, "And if I really have any bad thoughts, I will have something to do with the government."
If you have colluded with us, you don’t need to make a surprise attack at all. As long as you send people to keep an eye on Qi White, sooner or later you will be able to trace your whereabouts and launch a surprise attack on you."
Diaz looked unimpressed on the surface: "So, why are you looking for Verac?"
"You don't need to know this." Adel repeated.
"Stay here for now, I'll contact him. If he is willing to see you, then I will take you there. If he is not willing, then I'm sorry." Diaz stood up and left the room, leaving Qi White behind.
William, Adel, and two Equality comrades.
——
North District, in the small hall of the Pingdong Association main station
Ross led the performance, and Elizabeth led the choir in singing the Internationale.
In the audience, Boyne, Morais, Verak, Keating, Winston and others sat in the first row and listened to the performance and chorus.
"This is the final fight, unite until tomorrow!"
"Intrachonal must realize it!"
"This is the last fight, unite until tomorrow!"
"Intrachonal must realize it!"
"Intrachonal must realize it!"
The passionate singing stopped, and Winston had tears in his eyes.
He usually behaves very restrained, but when he heard that the poems he wrote in despair a few years ago had been adapted and sung by so many people, he became a force that cannot be ignored and a force that can unite everyone.
Still couldn't help but feel moved.
"How is it? Comrade Winston?" Boyne asked.
"When I wrote the Internationale a few years ago, I really didn't expect that it would be preserved and could be composed into such a great song." Winston could not describe his mood at this time. He only had one idea in his mind.
Joining Equality would be the right choice.
These people are really the most promising force to change the world.
"We actually sang for Comrade Winston on the way back, but I always felt that it was necessary for him to listen to a choir like this." Boyin said with a smile.
"When I heard the Internationale for the first time in the auditorium, who didn't have tears in their eyes, especially those young comrades who all burst into tears." Morais said with emotion.
The last time Verak heard the choir singing the Internationale, he left Lezein, and then passed the Internationale to the people in the Old South, where he heard hundreds of people singing in unison: "This song is really great, no matter what it is."
No matter what kind of person, what kind of situation, what kind of form, it can show its due power."
"Well, Ross is a gifted musician, and coupled with Winston's equally gifted lyrics, how could the music that comes out of this not be wonderful?" Keating was not surprised.
In his opinion, there is no doubt that these two people are geniuses, and they will definitely produce the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
"The Equality Association has really gathered a lot of talents, including Chris, Boyne, Morais, Piaf, Winston, Rose, Elizabeth... and you." Verak is extremely honored to be able to work with so many outstanding people.
People work together.
"You too," Keating said.
"Okay! Me too!" Verak admitted shamelessly, and immediately couldn't help grinning.
"President! Vice President! Comrade Verak!" Just as Ross and Elizabeth were preparing to perform other works, a young comrade came to the auditorium looking for a few people.
Morais called him to his side: "What's wrong?"
"Comrade Diaz called from the East District and said that he had something to discuss with you, the president, and Comrade Veraque," the young comrade said.
When Verak heard this, he knew it must be Adel's business.
"Then let's take a trip." Boyin settled Winston and continued to watch the show, and then went with Morais, Verak, and Keating to answer Diaz's call.
——
Eastern District
"President, Vice President, Verak, Mr. Keating, the situation is like this..." Diaz waited until the four people came over, reported the situation to them, and left it to them to decide on Adel's follow-up arrangements.
.
After hearing this, the other side also encountered difficulties.
Adel was too troublesome, and they didn't know how to deal with it in the safest way.
"My personal idea is to take him to meet Verak, but the final location is not the main station, but to find another suitable place. This way, even if there is danger, at least it will not affect the main station," Diazti said.
Mention your own ideas.
"Okay." Verak felt that there was little point in prolonging this matter. Their plan was too simple for Adel. Only by personally coming forward could he solve all the doubts.
"It will take time to make this preparation. Let's set the time for tomorrow. I will personally dispatch the personnel later to arrange a suitable place for them to meet. If anything goes wrong, they can evacuate safely immediately." Morais said.
Diaz said "Yeah": "Then I will lead people to continue to keep an eye on him and wait to meet everyone tomorrow."
"Well, it's best to settle this matter tomorrow afternoon. I still need your help during the street fighting in the evening."
"Has the time for the street fight been set?" Diaz asked.
"It's decided, we'll take action at ten o'clock tomorrow night." Morais has already made preparations to formally confront the government tomorrow night.
"Okay, I'll meet you tomorrow." Diaz said.
"Well, please pay attention to your own safety."
After some communication, everyone came up with a countermeasure.
Diaz hung up the phone and returned to the room where Adel was being held: "Verak agreed to meet with you, but because he is too busy there, he has to wait until tomorrow."
Adel accepted it calmly without any fluctuation: "Okay, then I'll see him tomorrow."
"But until then, you have to stay here." Diaz requested.
"Okay." Adel had no objection.
"This kid..." After solving Adel's problem, Diaz had time to look at little William.
"His name is William, and he is homeless. I heard that your Equality Society does not admit children under the age of sixteen, so they spontaneously established study classes in their respective neighborhoods. He and his brother are both members of the Newman Street study class.
His brother was executed in People's Square today. I happened to be there, so I brought him back because he wanted to save his brother." Adel looked at little William with a resolute face, "Then Qi White came to see me, and I brought him back.
I'll take it with me too and plan to give it to you."
"That's right." Qi White nodded.
A comrade from the Equality Association felt a little distressed when he heard the words 'study class': "We don't recruit children just to prevent them from being in danger. Unexpectedly, it makes them even more energetic."
"In a sense, rejection is equivalent to disguised encouragement, just like the more the government oppresses you, the fiercer your struggle will be," Adel said.
"You want to join the Equality Society?" Diaz came to little William.
Little William looked up at Diaz: "Yes."
"Are you afraid of death?"
"Not afraid."
"How many kids like you are there in the class?"
"I don't know about other streets. Anyway, our Newman Street alone has more than fifty." Little William said.
There was a flash of shock in Diaz's eyes. There were more than fifty people on one street alone. How many places would there be in a place as big as Lezein?
"It seems we have to step in to guide them."
——
Lezein, Cathy Street, in an abandoned attic
Dozens of children, ranging from teenagers to teenagers, were sitting around in the attic, chattering about the news they had heard.
“I heard that there was a riot in People’s Square at noon, and the government’s cavalry killed many people!”
"A student in our school was arrested by the government last night. It was said that he sneaked out after the curfew and posted Equality propaganda pictures on the street."
"Recently, the guards patrolling the streets have become more frequent. My parents said something big might happen in the next few days..."
Sitting aside, the boy, although not the tallest among the children, exuded a calm temperament and listened silently to the conversations of others.
Quickly, the children's conversation turned from sharing information to panic.
"The cavalry did kill a lot of people! My father said that the workers in their factory were in the square at that time and were kicked by horses several times! I don't know what happened to them now!"
"Is the arrested student in danger?"
"Definitely! There were people about our age who were executed in the square today, and they were probably arrested because of them!"
"What?! Oh my god...then that classmate is probably..."
"My mother told me that if she found out that I was participating in study classes and doing such dangerous things, she would break my legs and send me to the countryside..."
"What should we do..."
"That's enough." The leading boy put down the "Equality" in his hand, "Are you scared?"
The children in the attic looked at each other.
One person said: "Conrad, aren't you afraid?"
"Of course I'm afraid." Conrad glanced at everyone, "But if you're afraid, do you have to stop doing it? Do you have to give up?"
"That's not what I meant. It's just that we are too dangerous now. My parents don't agree. There has been no movement from the Equality Association. The government has also started mass executions..."
"I believe that equality will respond sooner or later, and it may be in the next few days." Conrad said.
A girl asked: "How are you sure?"
"I don't know, maybe it's because I believe they will never watch so many people sacrifice..." Conrad himself was a little unsure, "The Equality Society must be under tremendous pressure now. At this time, we
You can’t let go of the chain either.”
"But what can we do? Now we can't go out at night at all, and the school is very strict. Philosophy classes are banned..."
"Yes, what else can we do besides handing out some self-copied declarations of equality and drawing some poor paintings? Can we really help the Equality Society? Or will it hold them back?"
"It must be a hindrance. If we really have equality, why doesn't it accept us..."
Seeing that his companions were beginning to question his own abilities, Conrad, who was the monitor of the study class, spoke again: "The Equality Society will not admit us because it is to ensure our safety. Then we can definitely do something while ensuring our own safety."
What."
"Then what do we do?" The companions looked at Conrad in confusion.
Conrad was at a loss for words. He didn't know what they could do. He just felt that as the monitor of the study class, he couldn't lead his companions to do nothing: "...we..."
"Conrad, it's getting late. If I don't go home, my parents will doubt me. I have to go..." Someone started to back down.
Gradually, there were more and more such voices.
"Let's all go home first." Conrad was unable to keep them, "Don't forget to gather here tomorrow."
"……Um."
"good."
This time only a few people responded to Conrad.
Conrad sat on the floor and watched his companions leave.
In the past, in this attic, they were still taking turns to read the contents of the Declaration of Equality in a lively manner, but now they all chose to escape because of the tense situation outside.
"Alas..." The lonely Conrad sighed. He knew that if he didn't think of some way to make his companions understand their own significance and have something to do, then the study class on Cathy Street would be disbanded.
He looked at "Equality" lying on the ground, and finally did not open it, but hid it in the attic and returned home.
"Father, mother, I'm back." After Conrad entered the house in a depressed mood, he planned to go directly upstairs to his bedroom, but found that his parents were sitting in the living room and looking at him seriously.
"What have you been doing lately?" His father's voice seemed to contain anger.
Conrad vaguely realized something, but still lied: "I'm going to school, what's wrong, father?"
"I'll give you another chance. Tell me, what have you been doing lately?" The father glared at Conrad.
"Go to school." Conrad replied simply.
"You're talking nonsense!" After my father yelled, he was afraid that the neighbors would hear him, so he lowered his voice and growled, "You are doing something for the Equality Association!"
Conrad's face turned cold: "How do you know?"
"How do we know? Look at these things!" The mother threw a pile of papers on the ground.
"You searched my room." Conrad clenched his fists and looked at the posters on the ground that he had designed for the Equality Association.
"I've noticed something is wrong with you a long time ago! If you don't reveal these things today, how long are you going to keep it from us?!" the father said angrily.
"Hide it as long as you can." Conrad did not explode, but endured his dissatisfaction and bent down to pick up the scattered posters.
When his father saw this scene, he was even more furious. He stepped forward to seize the paper from Conrad's hand and tore it into pieces: "How many times have I told you! You are not allowed to interfere in these things! You are still just a human being.
Child! You don’t understand the danger!”
"Isn't it just death?" Conrad knew very well.
"Isn't it just death?! Do you know what death is?!" The father raised his palm, but did not lower it, "You are only fifteen years old! What does these things have to do with you?! What can you do?
?!"
"Of course it has something to do with me, with you, with everyone! Equality will be for us -"
Conrad was so excited that his voice was so loud that his father quickly covered his mouth: "Keep your voice down! I wonder if the government is offering a huge reward now! Do you want the neighbors to expose our family too?!"
"
"Don't stop me anymore." Conrad opened his father's hand and said in a normal voice, "I will ensure my own safety."
"I won't stop you?" My father was so angry that he couldn't even stand on his feet. "If I don't stop you, you will be among the people executed on the execution platform tomorrow! When the knife is placed on your neck, take a look.
Will the Equality Society you trust come to save you?"
"They won't let me do the same thing!"
"Son." The mother took a completely different approach to dissuade her father. She came to Conrad's side and caressed his cheek, "I understand you, and I also understand that the Equality Society is fighting against the government for us civilians, but they don't
There are reasons for absorbing children under the age of sixteen. You are still young, and your abilities are very limited after all. Especially at this juncture, if you don't listen to the advice of the Equality Association and want to do something regardless of our concerns, it will actually be harmful.
Equality will.”
Conrad was not easily persuaded: "You are afraid that if I am caught, I will harm you and your father. Don't worry, I will never confess you and your father. This is my own decision."
"Humph!" Father sat back in his seat.
"No, at least I'm not afraid." Mother looked at Conrad kindly, "I will even be proud of you for doing this."
"Then you agree with me to continue doing this?"
"I agree, but I have a request." Mother said, "Wait until you are sixteen years old before you do it. I will never stop you from joining the Equality Society. But what you should do now is to learn knowledge well, because only
Only by mastering knowledge can we fight better, instead of using brute force to do meaningless things."
Conrad's resistance is very strong: "I can definitely learn and do things at the same time! And what I do is not meaningless! Now the ideas and thoughts of the Equality Society need to be known to more people. I can draw."
, write something and spread it to help more people realize this!”
"Today, several children like you were regarded as members of the Equality Society and executed!" The father couldn't hold it back and stepped forward to shout, "But you are obviously nothing! You are just a group of wishful thinking children!"
"Sooner or later I will become a member of the Equality Society." Conrad quickly went upstairs without arguing with his parents.
"I will take a long vacation from the school! From today on, you are not allowed to go anywhere! Just stay at home! When will it be safe outside? When will you go out again!" his father yelled at Conrad, who stormed back to the bedroom.
.
"You have no right to take away my freedom!"
"You talk to me about freedom?!" His father went upstairs, pushed Conrad into the bedroom, and then locked the door. "When you figure it out, talk to me again!"
Conrad tried opening the door and found that it wouldn't budge.
He thought of the panic among the people in the study class in the attic today, and touched the door that was locked by his father. For a moment, he no longer had the energy to shout, bang or kick the door, but looked around at his messy room.
What exactly can you do?
Is the study class really going to be disbanded?
Do you really have to stay in the bedroom for a long time?
"Conrad, don't be angry, we are all doing this for your own good, you don't have to doubt this." Mother came to the door and said softly.
"I'm fine, mother." Conrad leaned against the doorway.
"are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry. You can go back. I will call you if anything happens."
"Okay... I hope you can understand us."
Conrad returned to the bed and lay down, putting his hands behind his head and staring blankly at the ceiling.
Those impassioned declarations kept popping up in his mind.
"I can't lie here..." Conrad muttered.
Slowly, his eyes regained focus, and he sat up from the bed and looked at the window.
Although his parents locked the door, because his bedroom was on the third floor, the windows were not closed.
"I have to find people from the Equality Society. I have to join them." Conrad made up his mind to officially become a member of the Equality Society. No matter how difficult it was to achieve this goal, he had to do it.
…
In the evening, Conrad's mother cooked a sumptuous dinner and gave him the best part.
"Conrad, are you still angry with us?" Mother knocked on the door and asked Conrad.
But there was no response from inside.
"Conrad?"
"Conrad?"
It was quiet inside, and my mother noticed something was wrong, put down the meal, and opened the door with the key.
What came into view was an empty bedroom and an open window. Her heart skipped a beat, and she pushed herself to the window. She saw that the sheets were torn to make a rope, which was tied to the foot of the bed and along the window.
Arrived on the ground.
"Oh my god..." Thinking of the curfew at night, Conrad had nowhere to go, and his mother's vision went dark and she fainted.
——
A mansion in Lezein
Viscount Theodore, a former member of Parliament, was changing his clothes while being served by a servant. The lady Daphne next to him looked resentful.
"Now that the President has dissolved Parliament, what do you think? What do those old men think?" Daphne was worried about their future.
"What else can you think about? Of course, we must find a way to regain power, otherwise the whole of Bressy will become an empire decided by Francois alone." Viscount Theodore changed his clothes and gently hugged Dev.
Ni.
The servants retreated in silence.
Daphne broke away from Viscount Theodore: "Then don't you do anything?"
"How to act? The financial and military power are all in the hands of Francois. We have almost no effective means to confront him now." Viscount Theodore walked aside and said slowly, "But it is not that we are in a helpless situation.
, they are actively contacting and uniting various forces, and even the Equality Association has been included in their consideration. I believe that things will turn around soon."
"Are the rebels even trying to unite?" Daphne found it difficult to accept that nobles like them would need to rely on the power of the rebels one day.
Viscount Theodore spread his hands: "As long as the enemies are united, there is no one who cannot unite. At worst, after the impeachment of Francois and his resignation, we can take advantage of the situation and eliminate them all."
"I feel that Francois is obviously well-prepared this time. It would be more beneficial for us to stand in line earlier." Daphne suggested that her husband move closer to Francois. "Isn't he fond of treasures and women? We can prepare
These show our intention to be loyal to him..."
"Flattering him? Ha." Viscount Theodore was very disdainful of Francois.
"So what? As long as you can gain power and status, you can do anything. If you don't know how, I can teach you." Daphne advised.
Viscount Theodore smiled and sneered at this behavior: "It is a good thing to be ambitious, but I think we are on the right side in this struggle. Even if it is not correct, the situation is not clear at all. Use
There is no rush to join Francois. What will we do if he steps down?"
"But it's too late, our surrender is not so conspicuous and important." Daphne said.
"These are what Lady Clara and Lady Athena told you." Viscount Theodore knew why Daphne persuaded him today.
"Yes, they told me what they said to me when we went to the opera together today. What they said means that everyone else has this intention. Most people are optimistic about Francois. The first one to join François
Sova is absolutely of great significance, we can’t fall behind at this time..."
Viscount Theodore shook his head slightly: "If this is really the case, then don't you wonder why they didn't ask their husbands to go to Francois as soon as possible, but instead they were trying to persuade you?"
"This..." Daphne was stunned.
"Compared with higher power and wealth, being able to maintain the current situation safely is the most rare thing." Viscount Theodore slowly came to the window and said, "If they are willing, then wait until they take refuge."
"Hmm..." Daphne gave up the idea and cursed Clara and Athena in her heart, who looked good for her.
"Bang!"
Just when Viscount Theodore was about to say something, under the night sky, a bullet was shot from an unknown direction and accurately focused on his chest.
"Uh!" Viscount Theodore was hit by the huge impact and took a step back. His face turned red quickly, he looked tremblingly at his chest where blood was constantly pouring out, and he fell to the ground.
"Ah!!!" Daphne was so frightened by this scene that she screamed.
"Cough! Cough!" Viscount Theodore collapsed to the ground, twitching constantly, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Theodore!" Daphne's scalp was numb, and her face became extremely distorted because of fear.
Viscount Theodore's vision gradually blurred: "Help, help me..."
Daphne's legs became weak and she crawled towards Theodore: "Someone is coming quickly!"
"What's going on!"
"Viscount Theodore has been shot!"
"Oh my God! Call the doctor!"
When the servants heard the gunfire, they rushed in immediately. After seeing Viscount Theodore lying in a pool of blood, Lady Daphne turned pale with fear and hurriedly went to find the doctor.
"Ahem..." Viscount Theodore seemed to be almost hearing no sound in his ears. His hands and feet were cold, and he felt that his life was passing quickly.
"Theodore! Wake up! Hold on!" Daphne hugged Viscount Theodore and cried bitterly.
Before Theodore died, he finally vaguely heard the murderer's shouts.
"Long live equality! Long live equality! Long live equality!"