In the early morning, Earl Hall woke up at the time he was most accustomed to and took a walk in his garden and on the lawn.
After he finished seeing several of his beloved purebred horses, he returned to the third floor of the villa and changed his clothes to go out. His wife Caitlin had also gotten up and was instructing the personal maid to convey the arrangements she had just thought of.
It's time to have breakfast.Earl Hall stood beside the hood rack and said to his wife with a smile.
At this moment, he heard a noise coming from outside, and it was getting closer and closer, without calming down.
Frowning slightly, Earl Hall turned his head and looked at his close male servant.
Without the great nobleman speaking, the close-fitting male servant immediately walked to the window and pulled open the remaining layer of gauze curtain.
After a sound of brushing, more light shone into the bedroom, clear.
The close-fitting male servant then turned his eyes out of the window, glanced left and right a few times, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
He turned around, glanced at the countess who was still talking to the maid, walked quickly to Count Hall, and lowered his voice:
procession!Many people are parading!
procession?
Earl Hall is not unfamiliar with this term. As the great nobleman of Ruon and the second largest shareholder of the Conston Coal and Steel Consortium, he has seen many workers gathering to march, demanding an increase in weekly wages and setting a maximum working time. In the past two months, Beckland has also protested several times due to various problems, but they have been quickly calmed down and have no impact.
His eyes moved back and forth on the face of the close-fitting male servant for a few seconds. Earl Hall narrowed his eyes slightly, and he keenly realized that today's parade might not be the same as he imagined.
He walked forward quietly and came to the window.
At first glance, Earl Hall's eyes suddenly frozen.
With the advantage of being on the third floor, he saw that the road in the distance was full of people. They gathered together and rushed in this direction, just like the huge dark clouds that were about to cover Beckland.
bread!
We want bread!
The shouts of thousands or even more people gathered together, gradually becoming loud and clear, and Earl Hall's scalp was slightly numb.
When he participated in the Grand Mass in the Anniversary Square, he had never seen so many people and heard the words he had superimposed, but at that time, he was barely among the crowd and part of this whole. Today, he was one of the targets of the surging tide.
Earl Hall couldn't help but look at the rear of the parade and found that there was no end at all. However, with rich experience in affairs, he could make a judgment based on some of the details he observed.
He could see very few policemen and soldiers on both sides of the parade. Compared with the large crowd, it was like the waves stirred by the sea tide, extremely small.
Earl Hall believes that the parade against Queens will definitely be under the strongest control, and there will be no lack of a large number of soldiers and policemen sent over. The current situation can only explain one problem:
There are so many people participating in the parade!
So much so that the soldiers and police were dispersed too far!
A parade of more than 100,000 people?
Perhaps more than that…the parades caused by food shortages can transform into riots and robberies at any time…it seems very orderly now…is it because there are many organizers and leaders?
Damn, did MI9 and major churches find no signs?
How could a parade of this scale be organized overnight?
Even if Beckland has become a powder keg, if you want to ignite it, you have to mark a lot of matches!
One thought after another flashed through Count Hall's mind, and his expression became more and more solemn.
bread!
We want bread!
The shouts became more and more neat and louder, as if a tsunami appeared in the city.
At this time, the male servants and maids in the Earl Hall's mansion noticed the movement and came to the window and looked out of the gate.
Their faces turned pale, as if they were unable to escape when they encountered a flood that broke through the dam.
bread!
We want bread!
Countless voices converged together, and the dark head brought a strong sense of oppression.
Earl Hall suddenly woke up and subconsciously asked someone to send a telegram to the royal family and asked them to organize their troops to suppress them.
But when he made further observation, he found that many people in the parade were wearing military uniforms and were physically disabled.
bread!
We want bread!
The soldiers who maintained order looked at the parade sympathetically while keeping their orders, pointing their guns to the sky.
Among those people are their past comrades, their parents, wives and children, their friends and neighbors, and a large number of living, living, like them, who just want not to starve to death. How can they not feel pity and full of sympathy?
This emotion may have only arisen in the minds of five or six soldiers and policemen at first, but it soon spread to almost everyone.
In the past, under the supervision of officers' pistols, they would definitely accept all orders numbly. Now, many people are thinking:
Any bitch who dares to let me shoot, I will shoot him to death!
bread!
We want bread!
As the shouts came, the impact of the crowd gathering, Earl Hall's face turned a little pale.
He couldn't help but retract his gaze, looked at the guards and bodyguards gathered outside the house, and looked at the extraordinary people in the Night Church who were responsible for protecting his family, and found that the two had different reactions.
The guards and bodyguards were full of fear, and the expressions of some extraordinary people hidden inside who were hired by him had become quite serious, while the protectors of the Night Church had many sympathy and pity in their eyes.
For the church, I may be equivalent to a thousand believers here, and there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and even more outside... Count Hall instantly developed such an enlightenment, and had a clear understanding of what consequences would bring about what he had planned to do before:
Even if they are armed to the teeth, they cannot fight against so many parades by relying on the small number of guards. Once a conflict breaks out, the extraordinary people of the Night Church cannot count on them. Even if their family can escape from Queens under the hired bodyguard, the goddess will be favored by the goddess!
For the first time, Count Hall experienced the power of many people and the horror of so many people gathered.
As his thoughts turned, he immediately turned his head and ordered his personal servant:
I took a telegram to the Prime Minister and other nobles, saying that I was willing to take the lead and donate most of the food!
Please keep calm!
As the radio waves flew and exchanged, the nobles living in Queens all knew the attitude of Earl Hall.
The current Duke Negan looked out the window with a serious expression, was silent for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief, saying to the male secretary beside him:
Protect the mansion, give up your tough attitude, and follow Count Hall.
Also, first set an example with the group of merchants who hoarded grain!
When the upper class reached a preliminary agreement and had a solution to deal with it, Earl Hall's heart finally fell back to its original position and had the spare time to go to the restaurant and meet with his family.
As he passed through the restaurant door, he subconsciously glanced at the situation inside.
The wife stood by the window and looked outside worriedly; the eldest son kept paced back and forth, looking very angry and anxious; the daughter stood beside her, watching the parade moving forward in a very quiet manner.
…………
Sea of mist, the future.
Gadeliya walked back to the deck along the dazzling bridge condensed by stars.
Captain, you must take care of Frank this time!Sailor Chief Nina rushed over first and shouted loudly.
Katariya's melancholy and sad mood was broken, and she frowned slightly and said:
What did he do?
Nina said angrily:
He asked me if I would have children, and he wanted to study how life is conceived and how souls are produced!
...Did you hit him?Gadriya said silently for a second.
Fighted!Nina didn't hide it at all.
Gadriya then looked at Frank not far away, ignoring his bruised and swollen nose:
You should study the reproduction of fish first.
All right.Frank scratched his head and obeyed the captain's orders.
Gadriya then nodded to the pale bloodless man, Hesdore, who grew out of the shadow of the cabin:
It's okay.
Heathdoll obviously relaxed:
Yes, Captain.
After being fussed by the crew, Gadriya finally returned to the real world. While they were not paying attention, she rubbed her forehead and flew into the captain's room.
Then, she used magic to close the place and took out the Wishing Magic Lamp, which was also ranked among the top in the Level 0 seal.
After preparing, Gadriya sat behind the desk, lowered her head, recited the name of Mr. Fool in the giant's words, and reported to Him the mystery queen.
Klein, who was carrying a horse lantern to survey the terrain around the ruins of the northern city-state, turned his head slightly, listened for a few seconds, and then followed the process and entered the gray fog.
He immediately sat to the high-back chair belonging to the fool at the top of the mottled long table, spreading his spirituality to the crimson star representing the hermit.
With the initial clues of the original island, the ‘Mysterious Queen’ intends to leave the safe channel and conduct a large-scale long-term search…
That primitive island was discovered by Emperor Rossell by chance, and it is likely that one of his nine secret tombs is hidden on it... This is the only one that has not been discovered and not destroyed at present, and it is the hope for the emperor to return to resurrection...
However, the creatures of that primitive island seem to be worshiping the unknown powers originating from the starry sky, and only knowing about the starry sky that will be polluted... I have to remind Ms. "Hidden" to write a letter to warn the "Mysterious Queen"...
‘Wishing magic lamp’… ‘Wishing magic lamp’?It turned out that this '0' level seal is in the hands of the 'Mysterious Queen'... It is made up of the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Miracle' and the mysterious characteristics of the origin, and even the true god cannot be crushed... As soon as Klein finished listening to 005, he immediately adjusted his perspective and magnified the image of the kettle-shaped golden magic lamp.
Suddenly, the wick at the mouth of the wishing magic lamp ignited itself!
After he finished seeing several of his beloved purebred horses, he returned to the third floor of the villa and changed his clothes to go out. His wife Caitlin had also gotten up and was instructing the personal maid to convey the arrangements she had just thought of.
It's time to have breakfast.Earl Hall stood beside the hood rack and said to his wife with a smile.
At this moment, he heard a noise coming from outside, and it was getting closer and closer, without calming down.
Frowning slightly, Earl Hall turned his head and looked at his close male servant.
Without the great nobleman speaking, the close-fitting male servant immediately walked to the window and pulled open the remaining layer of gauze curtain.
After a sound of brushing, more light shone into the bedroom, clear.
The close-fitting male servant then turned his eyes out of the window, glanced left and right a few times, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
He turned around, glanced at the countess who was still talking to the maid, walked quickly to Count Hall, and lowered his voice:
procession!Many people are parading!
procession?
Earl Hall is not unfamiliar with this term. As the great nobleman of Ruon and the second largest shareholder of the Conston Coal and Steel Consortium, he has seen many workers gathering to march, demanding an increase in weekly wages and setting a maximum working time. In the past two months, Beckland has also protested several times due to various problems, but they have been quickly calmed down and have no impact.
His eyes moved back and forth on the face of the close-fitting male servant for a few seconds. Earl Hall narrowed his eyes slightly, and he keenly realized that today's parade might not be the same as he imagined.
He walked forward quietly and came to the window.
At first glance, Earl Hall's eyes suddenly frozen.
With the advantage of being on the third floor, he saw that the road in the distance was full of people. They gathered together and rushed in this direction, just like the huge dark clouds that were about to cover Beckland.
bread!
We want bread!
The shouts of thousands or even more people gathered together, gradually becoming loud and clear, and Earl Hall's scalp was slightly numb.
When he participated in the Grand Mass in the Anniversary Square, he had never seen so many people and heard the words he had superimposed, but at that time, he was barely among the crowd and part of this whole. Today, he was one of the targets of the surging tide.
Earl Hall couldn't help but look at the rear of the parade and found that there was no end at all. However, with rich experience in affairs, he could make a judgment based on some of the details he observed.
He could see very few policemen and soldiers on both sides of the parade. Compared with the large crowd, it was like the waves stirred by the sea tide, extremely small.
Earl Hall believes that the parade against Queens will definitely be under the strongest control, and there will be no lack of a large number of soldiers and policemen sent over. The current situation can only explain one problem:
There are so many people participating in the parade!
So much so that the soldiers and police were dispersed too far!
A parade of more than 100,000 people?
Perhaps more than that…the parades caused by food shortages can transform into riots and robberies at any time…it seems very orderly now…is it because there are many organizers and leaders?
Damn, did MI9 and major churches find no signs?
How could a parade of this scale be organized overnight?
Even if Beckland has become a powder keg, if you want to ignite it, you have to mark a lot of matches!
One thought after another flashed through Count Hall's mind, and his expression became more and more solemn.
bread!
We want bread!
The shouts became more and more neat and louder, as if a tsunami appeared in the city.
At this time, the male servants and maids in the Earl Hall's mansion noticed the movement and came to the window and looked out of the gate.
Their faces turned pale, as if they were unable to escape when they encountered a flood that broke through the dam.
bread!
We want bread!
Countless voices converged together, and the dark head brought a strong sense of oppression.
Earl Hall suddenly woke up and subconsciously asked someone to send a telegram to the royal family and asked them to organize their troops to suppress them.
But when he made further observation, he found that many people in the parade were wearing military uniforms and were physically disabled.
bread!
We want bread!
The soldiers who maintained order looked at the parade sympathetically while keeping their orders, pointing their guns to the sky.
Among those people are their past comrades, their parents, wives and children, their friends and neighbors, and a large number of living, living, like them, who just want not to starve to death. How can they not feel pity and full of sympathy?
This emotion may have only arisen in the minds of five or six soldiers and policemen at first, but it soon spread to almost everyone.
In the past, under the supervision of officers' pistols, they would definitely accept all orders numbly. Now, many people are thinking:
Any bitch who dares to let me shoot, I will shoot him to death!
bread!
We want bread!
As the shouts came, the impact of the crowd gathering, Earl Hall's face turned a little pale.
He couldn't help but retract his gaze, looked at the guards and bodyguards gathered outside the house, and looked at the extraordinary people in the Night Church who were responsible for protecting his family, and found that the two had different reactions.
The guards and bodyguards were full of fear, and the expressions of some extraordinary people hidden inside who were hired by him had become quite serious, while the protectors of the Night Church had many sympathy and pity in their eyes.
For the church, I may be equivalent to a thousand believers here, and there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and even more outside... Count Hall instantly developed such an enlightenment, and had a clear understanding of what consequences would bring about what he had planned to do before:
Even if they are armed to the teeth, they cannot fight against so many parades by relying on the small number of guards. Once a conflict breaks out, the extraordinary people of the Night Church cannot count on them. Even if their family can escape from Queens under the hired bodyguard, the goddess will be favored by the goddess!
For the first time, Count Hall experienced the power of many people and the horror of so many people gathered.
As his thoughts turned, he immediately turned his head and ordered his personal servant:
I took a telegram to the Prime Minister and other nobles, saying that I was willing to take the lead and donate most of the food!
Please keep calm!
As the radio waves flew and exchanged, the nobles living in Queens all knew the attitude of Earl Hall.
The current Duke Negan looked out the window with a serious expression, was silent for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief, saying to the male secretary beside him:
Protect the mansion, give up your tough attitude, and follow Count Hall.
Also, first set an example with the group of merchants who hoarded grain!
When the upper class reached a preliminary agreement and had a solution to deal with it, Earl Hall's heart finally fell back to its original position and had the spare time to go to the restaurant and meet with his family.
As he passed through the restaurant door, he subconsciously glanced at the situation inside.
The wife stood by the window and looked outside worriedly; the eldest son kept paced back and forth, looking very angry and anxious; the daughter stood beside her, watching the parade moving forward in a very quiet manner.
…………
Sea of mist, the future.
Gadeliya walked back to the deck along the dazzling bridge condensed by stars.
Captain, you must take care of Frank this time!Sailor Chief Nina rushed over first and shouted loudly.
Katariya's melancholy and sad mood was broken, and she frowned slightly and said:
What did he do?
Nina said angrily:
He asked me if I would have children, and he wanted to study how life is conceived and how souls are produced!
...Did you hit him?Gadriya said silently for a second.
Fighted!Nina didn't hide it at all.
Gadriya then looked at Frank not far away, ignoring his bruised and swollen nose:
You should study the reproduction of fish first.
All right.Frank scratched his head and obeyed the captain's orders.
Gadriya then nodded to the pale bloodless man, Hesdore, who grew out of the shadow of the cabin:
It's okay.
Heathdoll obviously relaxed:
Yes, Captain.
After being fussed by the crew, Gadriya finally returned to the real world. While they were not paying attention, she rubbed her forehead and flew into the captain's room.
Then, she used magic to close the place and took out the Wishing Magic Lamp, which was also ranked among the top in the Level 0 seal.
After preparing, Gadriya sat behind the desk, lowered her head, recited the name of Mr. Fool in the giant's words, and reported to Him the mystery queen.
Klein, who was carrying a horse lantern to survey the terrain around the ruins of the northern city-state, turned his head slightly, listened for a few seconds, and then followed the process and entered the gray fog.
He immediately sat to the high-back chair belonging to the fool at the top of the mottled long table, spreading his spirituality to the crimson star representing the hermit.
With the initial clues of the original island, the ‘Mysterious Queen’ intends to leave the safe channel and conduct a large-scale long-term search…
That primitive island was discovered by Emperor Rossell by chance, and it is likely that one of his nine secret tombs is hidden on it... This is the only one that has not been discovered and not destroyed at present, and it is the hope for the emperor to return to resurrection...
However, the creatures of that primitive island seem to be worshiping the unknown powers originating from the starry sky, and only knowing about the starry sky that will be polluted... I have to remind Ms. "Hidden" to write a letter to warn the "Mysterious Queen"...
‘Wishing magic lamp’… ‘Wishing magic lamp’?It turned out that this '0' level seal is in the hands of the 'Mysterious Queen'... It is made up of the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Miracle' and the mysterious characteristics of the origin, and even the true god cannot be crushed... As soon as Klein finished listening to 005, he immediately adjusted his perspective and magnified the image of the kettle-shaped golden magic lamp.
Suddenly, the wick at the mouth of the wishing magic lamp ignited itself!
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