The housekeeper's excitement is not without reason, nor is it that he overestimates the influence of relatives from the same village in Chatai on Sibia officials, but because he has the greatest support - the hearts of his followers are supreme! The clone of Cohen Keda
Right here, even if it is just a clone, Official Sbia has no reason to neglect. He must come here as soon as possible to take care of it. This is a common law in the world.
Before, the followers had not contacted any Sibia official. This was not because the Sibia officials neglected their emperor, but because the followers had no way to climb up and could not reach that level at all.
And once an official from Sibia arrives, no matter whether he comes forward or not, and no matter how he handles this situation, at least he will meet with the people of the Ivy League. Then, there is hope that the problems that plague everyone will be solved.
, the uncertain identity is like a lingering nightmare for the Ivy League entourage, and it is also their biggest worry.
The Supreme Being has always been thinking and has never spoken, but even if he wakes up, he probably won't care about such trivial matters. It is much more convenient for secular officials, and no matter how bad it is, they will still keep their followers because of everyone.
For the sake of order, give a default identity.
For people in the Ivy League, this is the highest compliment. After their identity is established, they can not only manage followers smoothly, but also occupy a place in future faith institutions.
At this moment, the housekeeper felt that all the hard work had paid off, and even the situation seemed less urgent... What a pity, he was just a run-down little nobleman. Although his mind was pretty good, he really hadn't seen anything like this.
What a big scene, I think back when the house was confiscated, only one trainee priest came to the temple, and he didn't even bother to hide some personal wealth.
That night, an ordinary clipper ship sailed into the port. This was a common passenger ship type inland. Although it was a bit old, it was clean and tidy. In the eyes of uninvolved people, the red edge inlaid on the white foresail was like this.
The only decoration of the ship, but in the eyes of the Ivy entourage, this bulging soft sail can undoubtedly carry everyone to happiness - all the Ivy members quietly arrived at the dock and watched the ship dock excitedly. Of course, those
Radicals are not included, they are not considered Ivy Leaguers at all!
What slightly disappointed everyone was that the rumored high-ranking official from Sibia did not come, but was only his adjutant. But even so, the person who came was still very magnanimous, and was accompanied by two tall and fierce guards, the one from the inspection station.
The fellow villagers could only hunched over from behind and kept giving everyone winks, which probably meant that everyone should be careful when dealing with it.
Naturally, there is no need to be reminded by fringe figures when dealing with Shangguan. In fact, all the Ivy League members have been preparing for a long time. Although the conditions are simple, they have done a good job. The housekeeper and mentor first invited Shangguan into a secret and clean room, and then poured the beans through bamboo tubes.
He introduced the current situation of "Supreme", pointed out the location of "Supreme" to Shangguan, and then introduced his identity - it seems that the order is a bit reversed, but it is indeed a subtle arrangement and has a pleasing effect.
Because what Shangguan cares about is not Ivy but the clone. Only when the latter is fine can the former be recognized.
Shangguan raised the window screen and looked towards the top of the mountain. He was speechless for a long time. Everyone was also silent, but the expectation in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Thank you for your hard work." Shangguan finally broke the silence, turned around and said, "In the name of my family, I pay tribute to you all."
"Your Majesty, you are too polite!" The elder responded without hesitation: "Following the Supreme Being is a matter of course and the most correct decision in our lives!"
"I agree with you." Shangguan nodded and took off the cloak that covered him tightly. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a shining silver family emblem. Shangguan pointed to the emblem on his chest and said, "I am
Secretary to the Ambassador of Sbia to the Empire of Porta, Viscount of the Empire, and second-class internal affairs officer of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Under the order of the ambassador, I am fully responsible for this contact."
Then, he took out his identity certificate and gave it to the people present for verification. The members of the Ivy League repeatedly said "dare not". In desperation, the inspector came to take it and took a look. Of course, the thing couldn't be real anymore.
Even if the people and things they bring are fake, the Ivy League members are not afraid - this is among the followers, even if it is a fake identity, it can at least allow everyone to survive the immediate crisis.
"Your Excellency, this is the roster and profile of the followers." Seeing that the process was almost complete, the instructor handed over a roster and then began to complain: "But some of the followers are making trouble, and they are threatening their supreme reputation.
We have no solution."
"It doesn't matter, Sibia doesn't need too many people. Maybe you have heard that there are dozens of followers, with a total number of close to 300,000. The placement is also a big problem." The Viscount explained his position and also
By the way, he comforted everyone in the Ivy League: "Those people, what is their purpose?"
"We call them radicals. They want to take root here, suppress the local temple and replace it." The steward said sharply: "It is estimated that the action has already begun, and we can only delay it for a while if we try our best to suppress it."
"They actually have such an idea? Are the locals and the Temple of Light both made of straw?" The Viscount was startled, and his eyes looking out the window were full of disdain and confusion: "It's really... I personally can't evaluate this kind of thing.
Behavior." He is a high-ranking official and has sufficient sources of information, which determines the depth of his view of the problem. The end of the world that his followers try their best to see may be just the beginning of things for him.
It is natural for the Viscount to show contempt for the radicals. At the same time, this attitude also makes people in the Ivy feel happy. Everyone has expressed their support for the Viscount. If time is not so tight, this will be a good reason to celebrate.
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"It seems that I can't leave right away. I will send someone to report to the ambassador, and I will stay and share the responsibility with you all." The Viscount quickly regained his calm expression and began to get involved with practical issues: "Everyone should know that as an internal affairs officer
As an official, I am actually not suitable to come forward to solve certain things. All I care about are key safety issues."
Of course the people present understood what the Viscount meant and nodded waiting for his next words.
"At the same time, this kind of faith-related matters are not within the scope of my work, so I need your cooperation when dealing with the whole matter." Now that we have reached this step, the Viscount no longer needs to be polite to everyone: "I believe you all
I have a plan for the situation at hand, and now I want to hear about it."
The Ivy members made eye contact and recommended the steward, who stepped forward and reported the plan. Not counting the viscount, only two of the people present knew about it. In fact, most of the plan was made by the inspector.
Provided by Taiwan - this is the standard procedure for the Huobao Army to do things. The overall plan will never be proposed by our own people.
Ivy's countermeasure is very simple. Basically, it is to use the current ships to take away some of its loyal followers. Since the remaining people are interested in developing locally, it is not easy to force others... The key is to be fast. The entire action must be fast.
, because the large group of people have been wandering here for several days, it is difficult to imagine what else will happen.
"Are we going to leave more than a thousand people behind? Personally, I can't accept it..." The viscount looked at the housekeeper as he spoke. The pity in his eyes made him tremble with fear. Until he finished his emotion, he
Then he continued: "But there is no other way. I am willing to work with you on this plan."
Seeing that the Viscount had really finished speaking, everyone's uneasiness calmed down, and they all lamented that it was really cruel for Shangguan to act like an official.
"Someone mentioned to the ambassador before that because of your status, it is difficult for you to make a difference among the followers. In view of this, the Ambassador asked me to coordinate according to the situation, which is of course within my scope. Since now we have to
If we want to cooperate and do this together, then it’s better to confirm things like this first.”
The eyes of the Ivy League members grew bigger at this moment. Some were as angry as gossamer, while others were holding their breath!
The Viscount was obviously very satisfied with the effect he had created. He reached out and took out a stack of documents: "These are the employment certificates prepared for you. Although the time is tight, they are all handwritten documents by me, but they are still recognized by the Sibia Empire. Even if you all
I will not work in the internal affairs system in the future, and it is also a good qualification to be in an institution of the new faith."
The members of the Ivy League have never been successful in the past. They have just been unlucky and have always been unlucky. They have never known the feeling of a dream coming true. Now, they have finally tasted this tear-jerking taste. I have to say, it is very intoxicating...
"Thank you for your trust! On behalf of the Ivy League, I would like to express my heartfelt respect to you!" The butler suppressed himself tightly. He now suspected that if he accidentally relaxed his vigilance, he would immediately make a fool of himself.
.Because every muscle and every pore in his body is struggling, wanting to join in the wild howl!
The Viscount smiled faintly and nodded to him.
"Let me please comment on our previous plan!" After secretly calming his mind, the butler spoke for the second time. He was reminding the people present in disguise that we have not really succeeded yet! Don't get too carried away, everyone, wake up!
"I have no objection to the plan itself." The Viscount looked at the housekeeper with interest and said, "You are a cautious and knowledgeable person. Are you the leader of Ivy?"
"Excuse me, but we actually don't have a leader." The steward answered the question before anyone else.
"If I say there is, there must be! You are the leader of Ivy!" Following these words of the Viscount, a power was transmitted from his body, with a fragrant and strong aroma, called power!
"Ivy is a good name. It is one of the professional schools for junior officials under the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs! You are the leader, and they..." The Viscount stretched out his hand and included everyone present: "They are all your assistants,
The level is the same as yours! When you return, you can report their information to me."
"Yes, sir." The steward accepted the order and led his subordinates to salute.
Everyone's face is full of joy. From now on, they are no longer ownerless Piaoping.
"You are the person responsible for the daily affairs of the followers." The Viscount looked at Chatai: "Your name is Chatai?"
"Yes, sir, I will only take care of the eating, drinking and drinking." Chatai stood there and smiled innocently.
"I'm very lucky to have people like you among my followers." The Viscount's voice softened for a moment, and then became stronger: "You are now a trainee executive officer belonging to the Empire's Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and your level is the same as the leader of an Ivy League school! Moreover,
You also have a quota of five subordinates, please submit the information when you return!"
"Thank you, sir!" Chatai bent down deeply.
It was a happy situation for all, both the guests and the host performed well. Although the room was small, the atmosphere began to become warm, and even outsiders joined in, but their method was rough - the radicals set fire to the houses in the city.
, amidst the explosion, flames shot up into the sky, and the firelight passed through the thick curtains, casting bright red spots on everyone's faces.
"Calm down!" The Viscount said with a gloomy face. He personally moved a chair from the corner and placed it in the center of the room. Then Shi Shiran sat down with his back to the flames. At this angle, his eyes happened to pass through the window and he could directly see the edge of the pier.
Xiaoshan: "Gentlemen, please don't worry about my existence and go about your business with peace of mind."
"You have made the adults worry! This is our negligence!" Only then did the housekeeper's head come to his senses. He stared at the fire fiercely and cursed: "You bastard who doesn't keep your word!"
The Viscount looked at the top of the mountain quietly, looking like he was delegating power, successfully isolating himself from the hustle and bustle.
"Master Chatai!" The butler was indeed cautious enough. At least he could remain rational in his rage and even noticed his own etiquette: "Please set out immediately to ensure supreme safety and control the dock. If possible, try to expand the scope of control.
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"Leave it to me!" Chatai immediately went out, and after two or three steps, he started to whistle to greet his men.
"Mentor! Follow the inspection platform and make sure the Supreme is always within your sight!"
"Knight! Protect our ships, you can use any means!"
"The others dispersed among the loyal followers to calm everyone's mood!"
"Elder! Please accompany the Viscount here, I will leave a team of people for you!"
"Please forgive me, sir, I may have to excuse myself for a while." The butler finally explained his whereabouts: "I'm going to question those bastards."
"It doesn't matter to me, I wish you all the best." The Viscount looked calm, like a rock pillar in the storm.
"Questioning" is a strong behavior that requires justice and strength as support. Before tonight, the butler had nothing, but now he has both, and he naturally looks very imposing. His entourage even got some horses
Coming over, a group of people rushed into the city in a hurry. The turned-down noble robes rippled in the night wind, stained with cold dew and hot ashes.
"I am an official of Sibia!" The housekeeper roared in his heart and rode his horse through the flames: "I am an official!"
"I am the leader of Ivy!" the butler finally shouted. He pushed aside the fleeing crowd and rushed into the place surrounded by flames: "Who is in charge here? Come out and speak!"
But what he responded to was just a few low screams.
The housekeeper looked intently and saw only corpses on the ground. Radical warriors and locals were intertwined. The bloodstains all over the street were twisting and steaming. The traces of magic spread to the other side of the street and gradually disappeared.
Into the night.
All this was happening in front of him, just like what was happening elsewhere in troubled times. The housekeeper tightened the reins, and he had to grit his teeth tightly to control himself. Although he still didn't know what the truth was, the situation in the city was obviously out of control.
…
"Dang-dang-dang..." The thick bell rang, which came from the top floor of the Temple of Light. It was probably a signal to summon people.
The expression on the butler's face changed rapidly. Finally, he turned his head cruelly and shouted to the bewildered followers: "Go back! Go back immediately!"
The sound of horse hooves was extremely rapid, and the chaos in the city soon turned into chaos. Some of the residents who had previously been focused on avoiding disaster began to turn back at the call of the bell. The countercurrent flow of people directly blocked the streets in some places.
The retreating housekeeper took a lot of detours before returning to the dock area. When he took stock, he found that three people were missing, four horses were missing, and one unlucky guy had an arrow in his side.
"Stop standing at the door, go in quickly!" The inspector emerged from the shadow of the pier, pulled the housekeeper and left: "Everything is fine over there, and there has been no interference, but our insider in the radical faction just reported,
This time, the radicals fell into the trap of the locals and burned down a hotel to vent their anger. Unexpectedly, the fire spread... Now that they have started, they will start a big fight today and tomorrow!"
"Then we have to take action immediately! Leave the follower's boarding plan to me." The steward said: "Only you can do the most important thing of boarding the ship. Let him board the ship as soon as possible, at the latest before breakfast tomorrow! Please be more patient.
A little bit, I really don’t have enough time to do it.”
"I'm afraid I'm going to be rude...Okay!" Chatai hesitated, nodded and left.
The inspector was a little angry. His arrangement was originally just a small interlude to give the person who played the role of the Supreme Avatar a chance to go to the bathroom, but he did not expect that it would be at the same time as the actions of the radicals and locals, so the little
A small heckle incident intensified the emotions on both sides...
Chatai realized that he had been a little neglectful, and he had a deeper understanding of the big boss's words, because Cohen said in a course that people in troubled times are not only sadists, but also persecutory delusional patients, and they are also neurotic.
Characteristics. Don't overestimate their moral character, and don't underestimate their behavioral abilities... He is right. In this short period of time, the city has changed.
Even if the situation is very chaotic, even if fighting is still going on in some places, what happened before can be technically attributed to a fire; but now, real shouts of killing are heard in the city, and this cannot cover up the past.
Humans are born to kill. Even for a non-professional armed force in such a small town, from mobilization to propaganda to marching to the battlefield, not a single step was missed in the entire process.
"Kill!" This is the simple starting point: "For our city and family!"
"Kill!" This is a cheap moral call: "For pure faith!"
"Kill!" is the unimaginative cliché: "The glory belongs to us!"
Look, the defensive crossbows and the hunting short bows are shooting at each other! The serrated swords are chopping the door panels and shields! The clay pots are smashing against the plate helmets!
Look, the magic is dazzling and shining, the red ball, the blue light, the twisted black mist, flying in an arc to the sky, and then falling to the ground in an arc, burning those thin bodies and licking those trembling souls!
"Give them a big one!" The radicals obviously suffered a loss, and the roar spread throughout the town: "Give them a big one!"
A black object was thrown into the sky, and exploded with a "bang" when it was about to land on the ground. Hundreds of firelights trailed green smoke and covered half of the block! Only a few breaths later, over there
The screams grew louder!
"Good job! Keep purifying them! They are all filthy..." The leader of the radical faction danced with excitement on his face.
But his words ended here. An assassin from the local temple touched his back and stabbed a poisoned dagger into his heart!
This is truly out of control! "River Pearl" Xifeng City will probably turn into a pile of pearl powder, right?
In the quiet dock area, the "loyal followers" were boarding the ship in order. The members of Ivy showed good style and temperament without panicking at all. The occasional disturbances in the team were quickly suppressed by them. Just kidding,
This is a great opportunity to make achievements. Who would be careless?
In half the night, followers gradually boarded the ship, with a total number of nearly 3,000 people. It can be said that except for the group of people who followed the radicals, no other followers were left behind.
The battle in West Wind City subsided at dawn. This was not because the two sides had already fought, but because they were tired from the fight and needed time and food to recuperate. But no matter what, the cessation of the noise made the bystanders heave a sigh of relief.
The followers on the ship began to distribute dry food, intelligence personnel from all parties arranged reports, and the collectors in the reading hall set up their easels and began to take a close-up of the city... In short, they each had their own things to do.
Cohen's clone on the top of the mountain moved his dew-stained eyelashes, slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked around. The sun had already overflowed the horizon, shining on the devastated city, and the huge smoke column also changed.
Be extremely conspicuous.
"Supreme!" A low exclamation came, and people knelt down on the docks and decks. Even many people in the city knelt down to pray - the rest either pretended to be asleep or looked embarrassed.
"Cohen" didn't speak, nor did he show any expression. He just surveyed everything around him without revealing a trace of his will.
Finally, he took steps towards the dock - he was about to board the ship!
The members of the Ivy League burst into tears at this moment. (To be continued)