Chapter 119 Everyone, long time no see
“Your current King’s Choice score is 24 points.”
As the voice of the Holy Oak Messenger slowly fell, the entire reception room suddenly became needle-like. Fall can be heard.
An unprecedented silence slowly enveloped the room and emerged in everyone's mind.
Gloria was suddenly shocked.
24 o'clock?
Compared with the ratings of the other eight princes, this number is so small that it is ridiculous, and it will not even attract anyone's attention.
However, just ten days ago, this number was still -576.
In just ten days, it increased by 600 points.
Of course Greya didn't believe that it was the trivial things he did that caused such a huge change.
He subconsciously turned his attention to Duke Tireus, who was the last one to arrive, but found that there was still a look of wonder and admiration on his face.
It was as if he had expected everything that was happening now, but in the end, the result still exceeded his highest expectations.
What happened?
Such doubts swept everyone's mind instantly.
Not only Gloria, but also Maurice, Afia and others looked at each other with expressions of shock and joy.
They were stunned by the sudden good news.
Even Yvest, who was sitting silently in the wheelchair, raised her head slightly, letting her soft white hair fall gently from her shoulders to her waist, with cold eyes. There was a faint flash of surprise.
“Impossible.”
After a long silence, the second prince Felit said slowly.
He did not feel angry because Yvestite survived the elimination round, he simply questioned the result.
At this moment, Felit frowned and stood up from the sofa.
Looking at the Holy Oak messenger's eyes that were also mixed with shock and confusion, he asked: "What is the reason for the extra points given over there?"
Obviously, in his view, Come on, even with his power and energy, it is not easy to get such a high score in ten days.
Not to mention Eveste.
This is like a fantasy.
Hearing the second prince's question, the Holy Oak envoy was silent for a moment, and then slowly read out the content on the parchment: "The reason for the bonus points given by the Holy Oak organization is"
"Rebuild the post-disaster order, conquer the The hearts of the people in the city, 600 extra points.”
Absurd.
The moment he heard this reason, such a word came to Felit's mind.
Not to mention how outrageous it is to rebuild order in this hopeless city.
Take the latter for example.
Conquer the hearts of the people?
People are indeed as capable of deception as pigs and dogs.
But it doesn’t mean that these guys can be brought back with some simple tricks.
In fact, when the Level 0 Sealed Artifacts rioted that day, the second prince Felit tried to win over a group of people and gain points from Holy Oak.
But in the end, it was ruined by that kid's words.
In addition, the scene of "She said there should be no dirt in this world" appeared in front of the people like a miracle. It can be said that all Felit's previous preparations were taken away by Yvestes. Got peaches.
It is a pity that she did not cherish such an opportunity and did not want to win over the people while the iron was hot. Instead, there was no movement for more than a month after the incident.
If this opportunity is missed, the shock caused by that scene will only gradually fade in the hearts of the people until they are forgotten.
So right now, Felit doesn't believe this result at all.
But the words came from the infallible Hollyoaks Agency.
This caused him unprecedented confusion.
"What did you do?"
He turned to look at the white-haired woman sitting in the wheelchair without saying a word, and then looked at those Augusts he had once dismissed. Everyone in Tower Manor.
However, these people also looked confused and seemed to have no understanding of the current situation.
In this case, the problem must lie with the person who came last.
Felit took a deep breath and bowed slowly: "Your Majesty the Duke, it seems that you are the mastermind behind all this."
"In that case, can I trouble you? Can you explain it to me a little bit? I am very curious about everything that has happened in the past few days."
The intelligence officers he had in Orne City, because of their previous intelligence on Lynn Bartley. miscalculation, so he secretly executed them all.
The new batch has not arrived yet, and Felit's character does not pay attention to things that he is not interested in, so he has not paid much attention to the recent changes in Orne City.
Duke Tyrus glanced at him: "What do you think is the most scarce thing in Orne City at the moment? In other words, what is the first thing to do in order to restore order?"
Felit He replied without hesitation: "Food."
"Now that the disaster has just passed, more than 200,000 refugees in the city have no food." We can return home and are facing an existential crisis."
"If we want to restore order, we must stop the chaos, and the only way to stop the chaos is to feed the victims."
< br>Duke Tyrus smiled: "It seems you know it very well."
Felit shook his head: "It's easy to say, but it's almost impossible to do it in practice."
"The few grains in the city are controlled by the nobles, and they are used at extremely high prices. The price flows out of the market, harvesting the wealth in people's pockets. Even if the city council opens its warehouses and distributes relief food, in the face of more than 200,000 mouths, it is only a drop in the bucket. "
“The price power is in their hands, and once there is an enemy like the Augusta family who wants to lower the price, they will unite together to swallow up all the low-priced grain and then flow it back to the market. . ”
“This is actually a very stupid move.”
Hearing this, Gloria blushed and lowered his head in shame.
However, Ferit ignored it and continued: "In my opinion, in order to completely solve the food problem, two things must be done at the same time."
"First, ensure that the nobles who make disaster fortunes are in the hands of He has enough food to supply two hundred thousand victims."
"Second, he has powerful force that can forcibly confiscate the food stored in the hands of those nobles. That is, Kill."
"As for the first point, it has been proven that it is impossible."
"The surrounding traffic arteries have been destroyed and are being repaired urgently. The food cannot be transported in, and the nobles do not have much food on hand. I am afraid that there will be a situation of cannibalism in Orne City before long.”
"This has already blocked all the following problems. There is not enough food, which is an unsolvable problem."
"As for the second point, Mr. Duke, it seems that the more than 8,000 elite troops you brought before More than half of them died in the Level 0 Sealed Artifact Riot."
"The troops that were urgently mobilized seemed to be still on the march and would not be able to reach Orne City within ten days. "
"I am not looking down upon you. Based on the current objective situation, you do not have the conditions to achieve the second point."
"After all, those local nobles are not lambs to be slaughtered. If you want to forcibly confiscate your family property, their combined strength cannot be underestimated. "Besides, if you really want to confiscate the families of these people without any reason, the Imperial Capital will not allow it.
People, like pigs and dogs, will die when they die. How can they deserve to let nobles like them bleed out?
Hearing this, Duke Tyrus was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly: "You are not wrong."
In fact, this is the time to come to Orne City. This time, his old face as an elector was almost completely lost.
First of all, the matter with the Tianli Church was at a loss, but thanks to that boy, we saved our face.
Now for the second thing, he should have taken advantage of the situation before order was restored to attack the nobles who wanted to make a fortune from disaster, but his army stopped them.
I used to think that more than 8,000 personal guards were enough for him to run rampant in Orne City, but who could have thought of the subsequent Level 0 Sealed Artifact Riot?
It can only be said to be a crime other than war.
"So, how did you do it without meeting any of the conditions?"
Felit looked at Duke Tireus.
He naturally believed in the impartiality of the Hollyoaks institution.
So now I am even more confused.
With Duke Tyrus’s methods, it stands to reason that he cannot achieve this level.
“I know what you are thinking.” Duke Tyrus suddenly smiled and shook his head, “Actually, before the result was announced, I was skeptical about many details of the whole thing. "
"That's right, I didn't do this. I didn't touch any of my soldiers from beginning to end."
"Impossible."
Felit shook his head.
Duke Tyrus is the only one among everyone present who has this ability.
Other than him, it is impossible for these idiots to earn 600 points in ten days with these useless methods.
Unless that person is still alive.
The moment this thought arose, a hint of surprise suddenly arose in Felit's heart.
Wait a moment.
From the beginning to the end, no one seemed to tell him in a firm tone or with secret information that Lynn Bartleon had died in the disaster.
All of them were just basing their preconceptions on the idea that a first-level ant could not survive the uprising of level 0 sealed objects.
But what if he really did it?
As the person with the fastest thinking, his eyes subconsciously looked at Duke Tyrus.
I saw a smile slowly rising from the corner of the other party's mouth.
"You all seem to have forgotten one person."
"In addition, don't you feel that it has been noisy outside since just now?" Duke Tireus suddenly turned his head and looked at Grea beside the bed, "Boy, open the curtains."
Grea stood there with a dazed look on his face.
He was still immersed in what Duke Tyrus had just said.
Don’t tell me.
No, it’s impossible.
Otherwise, it makes no sense to search for it for a month and still find no trace. Wait!
Given that guy’s character and behavior, I can’t find any trace of him. Isn’t that the best answer? !
In an instant, everyone including him had a strange premonition in their hearts.
Even Yvest's originally dead and dim red eyes, for some reason, had a faint glimmer of light.
It was a fiery emotion that was both fiery and morbid.
As Greya hurriedly pulled down the curtains, everyone looked out the window in unison.
At this moment, in the three-story reception room of the manor, everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by the countless ordinary people gathered outside the manor.
Thousands?
Tens of thousands?
Or hundreds of thousands?
Countless people came like a tide, filling all the streets and alleys that could be seen at a glance.
People raised their hands high, with gratitude and awe shining in their bright eyes.
Although separated by windows and walls, everyone in the living room heard the name they shouted at this moment.
The shouts gathered over the manor, extremely loud.
“Yveste!”
The people unanimously called out the name of the third princess of the Saint Laurent Empire.
In it, there are also vaguely mixed words such as "His Royal Highness", "Dear Beloved", "Great", "Saint Laurent VII" and so on.
It was like meeting their future monarch.
They were willing to go through fire and water for her, even giving their own hearts.
An unprecedented visual and spiritual impact instantly swept through the entire reception room.
Felit subconsciously took half a step back.
Because even he, who ranks first in the sequence, has never received such pious and fierce praise from the people, and he only occasionally sees his father when the Saint Laurent VI train is on tour. .
How is it possible?
A trace of absurd emotion emerged in his heart.
However, at this moment, even Ivester did not realize that her slender and white fingers suddenly clenched tightly.
The heart that was originally dead suddenly beat faster.
The scene in front of her was something she had dreamed of for so many years but could never realize.
But now, it actually appeared in front of her in a way she had never imagined.
At your fingertips.
Yvester stared blankly at the scene outside the window, and suddenly saw a carriage slowly separating the crowd and driving into the Augusta Manor.
The carriage drove closer and closer, then gradually slowed down and stopped slowly on the road downstairs.
For no reason, everyone’s heartbeats skipped a beat.
The next moment, as the door was gently pushed open, a tall black-haired boy jumped out of the car.
As if feeling the fiery gazes of everyone upstairs, the young man raised his head and looked towards the third floor with a familiar smile.
“Everyone, long time no see!”
(End of this chapter)