Chapter 118: Comeback from adversity! Earn 600 points! ! ! (4k)
Although it is less than two weeks, it is actually only ten days.
While the entire Augusta Manor was immersed in anxiety and busyness, this period of time passed quickly.
In a blink of an eye, the deadline came.
Looking at the various documents covered on the desk, Greya, with dark circles under his eyes, slowly put down the pen in his hand.
In the past ten days, in order to help Her Royal Highness get the 576 points for the King's Choice, he had worked so hard that he barely slept for a few hours.
At the same time, Greya finally realized how outrageous the things Linn had done before were.
Less than a month.
It may have only been more than half a month since I had fully planned, but I actually got a full 3,000 points from that Hollyoak organization!
Throughout the entire history of the Saint Laurent Empire, few people can do the same thing as him.
Compared with Lin En, Gloria suddenly felt weak.
The biggest problem at hand is that the scoring mechanism of Hollyoaks has never been announced to the outside world.
No one knows what exactly can be done to increase the King's Choice score, what will cause points to be deducted, and what the weight is.
So every prince and princess basically has an intelligence organization in their hands to help them collect points-adding mechanisms, and sum up a set of rules by feeling the stones when crossing the river.
However, those are confidential matters and cannot be shared with the outside world.
Of course, Yvest had no such intelligence network.
After all, not long ago her rating was minus three thousand. If she really knew the inside story, it wouldn't be so outrageous.
Right now, the only thing that can be done for the Augusta Manor is to do some political achievements or projects in Yvester's name as much as possible.
Although I don’t know how many points can be added, if you do nothing, it is equivalent to completely withdrawing from the king’s election.
Her Royal Highness is still unwilling to pay attention to anyone at this moment, so they can only try their best to do something that can be done at the moment.
For example, in the past ten days, Greya caused the family to bleed completely.
Due to the previous Level 0 Sealed Artifact Riot incident, most of Orne City was reduced to ruins, with heavy casualties and heavy casualties. It is still in the disaster reconstruction stage.
But if you want to rebuild, funding is an integral part of it.
The rich and nobles naturally don’t have to worry. Even with the protection of sealed objects and churches, most of them were well preserved during this disaster, and no one was killed.
But for the poor, this is undoubtedly a disaster.
There are currently approximately 200,000 homeless victims wandering around the city for various reasons.
Not to mention anything else, the food issue alone is a big trouble.
Once a person is hungry, those dark and dirty thoughts and desires will also expand.
In the past ten days alone, according to intelligence from the city council, the number of robberies and murders has increased hundreds of times compared to before!
The entire city, except for the upper-class areas where nobles and wealthy people live, has gradually evolved into a lawless zone full of chaos.
Even the police force of the Public Security Bureau is far from enough. Even if they encounter a case, they will choose to pretend to be dead.
It was in such a desperate and depressing environment that the nobles stood aloof, admiring the ugliness of these untouchables as if they were watching monkeys.
Privately, he gathered the resources of the entire city and raised the prices of food and other daily necessities, making the most filthy and despicable money.
But Augusta Manor did not make a fortune in this situation, but unexpectedly chose to donate generously.
They spent a huge price to buy food from those merchants and nobles, and then returned it to the market at extremely low prices. They even distributed it to the homeless victims for free in the name of the Third Princess. Relief food.
This is also the only solution that Grea can think of.
Order in the entire city has disappeared.
He can only do what he can.
No matter what, Grea knows it very well.
Compared to the amazing actions Linn had done before, these were completely trivial things.
For the hole with a score of 576 points, it is not worth mentioning at all.
Thinking about this, unbearable anxiety came to my mind again.
After you left, nothing went smoothly.
Gloria covered his forehead and sighed softly.
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
Maurice walked in quickly, his face also very tired. It seemed that he had been busy with the affairs of Her Royal Highness these past few days.
“Have you seen Mr. Duke recently?”
When Gloria saw his figure, he asked with a little hope.
Obviously, Duke Tyrus is their only hope for a comeback.
Morris paused, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "No."
"Since he left here ten days ago, he has never come to visit His Highness again, as if he has disappeared from the world."
"However, from time to time, some negative news comes out among the people, saying that he was responsible for it. The implementation of the "New Food Bill" has now He has made a lot of money and is ready to run away."
"Mr. Duke, what exactly does he want to do?" Greya frowned, "Does he want to terminate the alliance with His Highness?"< br>
After saying this, the room fell into silence.
In fact, they both know it very well.
If it were any other person, when faced with the situation of Her Royal Highness completely losing her fighting spirit and the death of his real angel investor "Lynn Bartley", I am afraid that he would have run away long ago.
That was a distinguished elector. They could not and were not qualified to ask him to do anything.
After a long silence, Morris said: "The Holy Oak Messenger will be arriving soon. Let's go to the reception room and wait in advance."
Looking at Augusta in front of us. At the manor, the silver-haired young man slowly stepped out of the carriage.
He did not expect that in just one month, he would return here again.
The last time it was for that Lynn Bartelion, and this time, it was for Yvesther.
It's just a pity that that interesting little guy died in this disaster.
Even before he died, he did not forget to give him a favor.
Felit was not actually too angry about what happened that day, but more regretful.
He regretted that he was not firm enough when he asked Yvest for Linn that day, and that the price he offered was not generous enough.
You won't meet many such interesting guys in your life.
While thinking, Felit slowly walked into the manor under the fearful guidance of the maid.
He is not the protagonist today, but has to play a novel role.
Because the geographical location of Orne City is too remote, and Felit is the only royal family member currently staying here, the Holy Oak Institution entrusted him to serve as today's notary.
Notarized for the first princess to be eliminated from the King's Selection, Ivester Roland Alexini.
Only in this way can this ceremony have sacred and legal effects.
As the door was gently pushed open, he saw the white-haired woman sitting by the bed.
After just a month of not seeing each other, his half-sister has become a bit strange to him.
Although her appearance has not changed at all, she gives people the same haggard feeling at this moment.
Felit's expression remained unchanged as he slowly walked into the room.
"Dear sister, I'm here to see you."
He slowly walked to the bed, stood next to Yvesther and stared at the scene outside the window.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
I always feel that there is some chaos and noise coming from the rich area in the distance. But this did not attract Felit's attention.
Seeing that Yvesther was silent, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "Have you really made up your mind to withdraw from the king's election completely?"
The cold white-haired woman still did not speak.
Seeing this, Felit muttered to himself: "Yes, it is still very difficult for you to collect more than 500 points in five days."
"Even I have to put in a lot of effort."
However, Yvest sat in the wheelchair as if he didn't exist at all.
Seeing this, Felit sighed.
“It’s really rude.” The silver-haired young man said softly, “That’s why Sirena and I, who are brothers and sisters, hate you so much.”
“Although you are Alek The ugliest one in the Sydney family, but little girl, smile more. Someone will feel pain after all.”
“But you don’t like to laugh. You like to hide in a corner and cry silently, and then use stupid and ridiculous tricks to get back.”
"You are so unsociable, who can you bully if you don't bully me?"
"By the way, although Albert carried out the prank of knocking off the mask on your face in front of everyone at the fifth birthday party, the real initiator was actually me."
"Evie Sister." Felit suddenly squatted down and looked at the white-haired woman with an indifferent expression, "Actually, there is one point of view that I have never changed."
“A monster like you should have been strangled to death in swaddling clothes as early as the day he was born.”
“A noble and great ideal like the throne is not something hidden in the darkness. The nocturnal creature in the corner shouldn't even have the slightest thought."
"What do you think?"
"Get out."
Yvester finally spoke.
Her voice was very calm, but it seemed to have an extremely cold flavor.
“Get out?” Felit smiled, “But now that your strength has been greatly reduced, what qualifications do you have to say such a thing to me?”
“By the way, By the way, Sirlina seems to have just accepted a subordinate named 'Xia'. He is also a very interesting young man. Maybe he will make some achievements in a short time. Even I have some problems. There’s a sense of urgency.”
"It's a pity that these things will have nothing to do with you from now on."
"Let's go, my dear sister."
"Let's go to greet the Holy Oak Messenger. Come and wait for your final destiny."
"Perhaps, this is the first and last time I will walk with you."
As he said this, Ferit walked away. Go to the back of the wheelchair, hold the handle and push it slowly.
But somewhere he couldn't see.
Yvester’s hands were tightly clasped into her own flesh and blood.
Quiting the King’s Choice?
Perhaps this is indeed the only thing she wants to do right now, and then wait for the day when her strength is restored, and take revenge on this dirty and ugly empire for her beloved puppy.
But deep down in my heart, I am still a little unwilling after all.
After all, it has been a long-cherished wish for more than ten years.
You especially heard that the woman he hated the most was actually having such a smooth life now.
If you don’t want to give in, what can you do?
Life is like this.
Everywhere is full of pain and helplessness.
When Ferit pushed Yvesther's wheelchair and slowly walked into the reception room, everyone in the Augusta Manor suddenly became serious.
They looked at the silver-haired young man in unison, their hearts filled with tension and depression.
"Don't be nervous." Ferit handed the wheelchair to Afiya, who looked alert, and said calmly, "I'm just a routine notary, just pretend I don't exist."
< br>He didn't even bother to make excuses for these subordinates of Ivester.
Whenever Ferit feels bored about people or things, he will show such an expression.
He sat on the empty sofa, crossed his legs, and looked calm.
Counting the time, the Holy Oak Messenger is coming soon.
As soon as this idea came up, I heard a sudden knock on the door.
Everyone looked up, and then saw the brown-haired young man wearing clothes embroidered with golden oak patterns, slowly walking in.
His expression was very calm, as if no one would notice the slightest flaw.
Looking at the people in the room, the Holy Oak Messenger first saluted the second prince Felit, and then repeated the etiquette to Yvesther.
"Since His Highness is here, I will directly start to read out the scores for this king's election."
The brown-haired boy said slowly.
Hearing this, Felit nodded: "I will fulfill my duties and obligations as a notary public, keep everything that happened today in my mind, and wait for my return to the imperial capital. Ruling by Justice Niedero.”
The brown-haired boy leaned over again, and then took out the familiar roll of parchment from his pocket.
"Then what's next"
Who knows, before the words were spoken, I heard hurried footsteps coming from the door again!
Everyone subconsciously looked up and found that Duke Tyrus, who had not been seen for ten days, actually appeared at the door in a hurry.
"Sorry, Your Highness, I'm late."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then nodded to Yvette, who was sitting silently in the wheelchair. .
Upon seeing this, a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of Maurice and Greya in the corner, but then dimmed again.
The presence of Duke Tyrus shows that he has not given up on the alliance agreement.
But things have come to this, reaching this point of no return, what can he do?
It's too late.
Graia spoke with a sad expression.
At the same time, Felit slowly stood up and took the initiative to salute Duke Tireus.
After all, the opponent is a noble elector and has a large number of troops. Even if he leaves some good impression, it will be good.
However, I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
When Duke Tyrus' eyes passed over his face, he vaguely felt that the other person's eyes seemed a little strange.
After Mr. Duke took his seat, the brown-haired boy continued with his purpose today.
But when he turned his attention back to the roll of parchment with the characteristics of a sealed object, his eyes shrank slightly when he saw the change in a number on it!
Good professionalism allowed him to hold back the storm in his heart.
“Then let me read out the King’s Choice score of Third Highness Yveste Roland Alexini.”
“In the last round of scoring, Your Highness’s score was -576. point, ranking last among the nine princes."
"After this score update, your sequence ranking has not changed."
The clichéd words made the subordinates around him dim their eyes.
“But the points possessed have changed.”
The words of the Holy Oak Messenger came again.
"Your current King's Choice score is 24 points."
(ps: stomach cramps)
Asking for a monthly ticket! ! !
(End of this chapter)