Seers have always been mysterious beings that transcend ordinary people throughout the ages, and the names left in history are all related to witchcraft and magic.
However, with the development of the times and the advancement of science, people's research on ancient mysticism has deepened day by day, and the mysterious cloak of the seer is no longer so scary.
Gradually more and more seers came to light, many of them holding public offices, which made people realize that apart from invisible arts, those guys were just mortal beings with flesh and blood.
The rise of populism in the capital Velen has allowed a group of speculators, relying on national interests, to gradually persecute the migrant population in the city.
The stronger the means, the more intense the resistance will be.
Just like tonight, Abigail witnessed a Nippur seer being forced by the pickets to use invisibility to fight back.
With the death of the picket member, the angry white armbands were not deterred, but rushed upstairs and opened fire on the murderer above.
Abigail will not stay here to watch the outcome of the incident. She knows that there is no point in resisting, as that will only attract the seers of the Police Bureau to arrest and kill the perpetrators on the spot.
The situation was more serious than Abigail expected. When she left Yotton, she thought it was just a local emergency measure. Her Majesty the Queen or Congress would not allow things like picket white armbands to spread to all parts of the country.
But she was wrong. When she saw the scene tonight, she trembled deeply from her heart.
In this country, not only the city of Yotun is crazy, but everyone is crazy!
As an ordinary citizen and a former female reporter who was fired, she really couldn't understand why Her Majesty the Queen would approve the proposal of white armbands, and why Congress would legislate to support pickets.
But reality no longer allowed her to think clearly about the ins and outs.
She had to hurry up and protect Adela's safety, because the old man was a Nippur!
Abigail has already lost Stephen and Aunt Rachel, and she will not let her loved ones die in front of her again.
So, she quickly left the rioting streets and rushed to the train station, preparing to buy two tickets to the north. She would try to go abroad, to countries in the north, such as the Republic of Jupiter.
In the ticket hall of the station, Abigail bought two tickets from the conductor, but was questioned by the other party: "Sorry, madam, uh... I should call you ma'am. I'm sorry, could you please provide two passengers?"
Proof of identity.”
"What?" Abigail asked in a hoarse voice, "Do I need to provide proof to buy a ticket?"
"Yes, we need to confirm whether you and your companions are citizens of Greybean, or locals."
"What if not?"
"This is the latest regulation. If you and your companions are not Bain people, it is at least guaranteed to be the local ethnic group of Remanland and not the alien ethnic group from the Red Earth or other places."
Abigail's heart skipped a beat, and she said intermittently: "Are you... searching for foreign nationalities?"
The conductor's expression was awkward, with a hint of fear: "It's like this, I'm sorry, those people think that these foreigners have embezzled the wealth that should belong to the Greybean Empire."
Abigail's body trembled, and she finally gritted her teeth, proved her Bain identity to the conductor, purchased only one ticket, and prepared to leave.
But as soon as she turned around, she found that some of the passengers who were about to board the train were being harassed by the train station pickets.
Their luggage was opened, their hats were pulled off, and their hair color, skin, and belongings were strictly checked with white armbands to find anyone who was not a native ethnic group of the Western Continent.
The Bain people were let go, the Lugao people were let go, and the ethnic minorities from the northern countries were let go, but the people from the Red Earth were completely detained.
At this time, Abigail saw a woman who was thrown to the ground by the pickets. Her hair was disheveled, her blue skirt was torn, and her legs were covered with bloodshot eyes.
The woman helplessly asked for help from the people around her. She spoke two languages, but no one dared to pay attention to her.
"I'm not a Sarson! I'm not!"
Her skin color is not a pure Sarson skin color, but she is not a pure Bain either, but a mixed race.
However, the White Armbands claim to drive out blood from the Red Earth, mixed blood or not.
The woman's belongings were looted and almost nothing was left for her. She tried to resist, but was beaten severely and then dragged outside the station without knowing her whereabouts.
Recalling the horrific scene in Yotun, Abigail knew how this group of radicals would persecute foreigners, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly left the station.
The ticket in her hand had become a pricking thorn, and Abigail knew she couldn't take Adela on the train.
So, she decided to find a convoy or someone else who was willing to take passengers out of Velen.
She passed by King's Square and saw many citizens gathering there to demonstrate against the government.
They held up signs demanding an end to the raids on the city and the persecution of foreigners.
Velen is different from Jotun in that it has not experienced the Blackwater Disaster. A considerable number of citizens are still sane. They unite to confront the government and request the Queen to appear or Congress to amend the law.
Abigail didn't want to place her hopes on the people. She didn't want to gamble with Adela's life, so she went to the motorcade's inn.
Unfortunately, the city government blocked the road out of the city, and convoys that transported goods gathered there to confront the control personnel.
Abigail struggled through the crowd and asked a man who looked like he was escorting the car: "Please...please, can you hire you to take us out of the city?"
"Look at these bastards! Unless we kill them!" the escort spit at the control officer blocking the intersection in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of pickets with white armbands arrived from behind.
This place is not like the King's Square, where the "law enforcement" gang seems unscrupulous, using sticks to drive away the crowd.
The smell of gunpowder was instantly aroused, and the two groups of people pushed each other until someone on the picket shouted: "There are Nippurs among them!"
His words sounded like igniting a barrel of explosives, and the men with white armbands began to attack, using their weapons to beat any escorts and grooms who dared to stop them from "capturing the prisoner".
It was so chaotic that Abigail had no choice but to hide outside and follow the coachman just now to escape from the chaotic road.
The groom leaned against the corner and panted. He told Abigail: "Today suddenly got out of control. I had heard a few days ago that there were people wearing white armbands searching everywhere in the city, but I didn't take it seriously until
Now……"
Abigail thought of the Nippur groom who had been beaten to a bloody pulp, and felt chilled for a moment, and quickly asked him: "Sir, do you know any other way to leave Velen?"
"Sorry ma'am, although you are wearing a bandage, you are a Bainian and don't need to..."
"Answer me!!!" Abigail shouted anxiously, making the groom almost jump in fright.
"Okay! Okay! Please don't get excited. If you really want to leave right away, you can go to the dock! Go to the dock to find the smuggling ship, and go to Secred! It's the land on the other side of the ocean!"