Chapter 490 Conflict breaks out
Prince Dazlet fell silent.
His eyes became calm, and he stared at the young man in black hat quietly for a while, and finally just nodded and said lightly:
"In that case, let the meeting begin."
The prince adjusted the collar of his gorgeous cotton coat, and Babaya, the head steward, pushed the high-backed chair forward very wisely, and sat down again in cooperation with Dazlet.
Dazlet took a deep breath, glanced at the senior executives present in the conference hall, and said:
"Continuing with our last topic, regarding the 'Scorching Sun Cross Society', do you have anything to add or express your position?"
This time, High Priest Camacho of the Hailing Regiment was the first to speak out. He turned his head slightly to look at the main seat, and the bell at the end of the black-brown braid gently collided, making a crisp tinkling sound.
"Your Highness, I have reported the matter in the royal city. Chief Phantomhain agreed to the proposal and promised to send our regiment to serve you. We will definitely eradicate the remaining members of the 'Scorching Sun Cross Society' and stabilize the peace of the empire."
Camacho lowered his head slightly, making it clear that he sided with the royal family.
The corners of the prince's lips raised slightly, and he seemed to be in a much better mood.
He glanced at the seats of the History and Ceremony Association. Eberhard raised his eyebrows and said quickly:
"Of course, Your Highness, as I said at the last meeting, the History and Ceremony Association will abide by the oath of the Seven Gods and unswervingly protect the safety of the royal family and the empire..."
"Very good."
The prince nodded.
Before he could continue to ask questions, Silver Dragon Witch Blaise immediately spoke calmly in the seat area of the Star Sect:
"Prince Dazlet, please release Noah. He is not a suspect in the assassination... Moreover, although he studied painting skills for a period of time with Saint Lucina Castillo of the Natural Cult, he was not interested in the dinner party. He had no knowledge of the matter and was truly innocent.”
The prince knocked on the armrest twice expressionlessly and said coldly:
"Then how should you explain the logo on the back of your hand that belongs to the 'Scorching Sun Cross'? Blaise Shelly..."
Blaise lowered his eyes and slowly raised his hand. On the back of the white and smooth hand, there is a black sun mark.
But the people present were not too surprised by this, and seemed to have known about it for a long time.
"Your Highness, since the death of my husband, I quit the 'Scorching Sun Cross Society' and lived in seclusion in the capital of Shuoli. It has been more than ten years now and I have long since severed contact with them... Noah has nothing to do with it, he even I have never even heard of this organization.”
"Even if you say that, you can't clear away his suspicion. Forgive me for not being able to release him so easily..."
The prince said indifferently.
Blaise put down his arms and said no more words, but his calm eyes contained an indescribable sense of depression.
Thelma, the Servant Chief of the Moon Church, sighed and spoke at this moment:
"Your Highness, if Sister Olmedo cannot return to the church, I am afraid that we will no longer participate in any matters in the royal city."
"Are you threatening me?"
The prince squinted and saw the old nun gently holding the moon pendant on her chest with both hands, her face full of sadness.
Thelma shook her head.
"Sister Olmedo has been an orphan of the church since she was a child. She has devoted her life and years to the church. The Pope and I have seen it... Over the past hundred years, countless monks and nuns in the church have been taught by her. He listened to the gospel of the moon in his mouth. If He was imprisoned for the so-called blasphemy, I am afraid that many church members would be indignant."
"Then who should be held responsible for the shame suffered by the royal family and the contempt suffered by the faith? Tell me, Sister Thelma!"
The prince slammed the table angrily.
Bang!
There was silence in the conference hall.
"On my birthday dinner, on this important day for the royal family and even the empire, first a blasphemer publicly humiliated me and slandered my great martyr father, and then there was a carefully planned assassination attempt to kill me and Anna!"
The prince looked at the Church of the Moon, the Sect of the Stars and others with cold eyes.
"Now you are forcing me to release him?"
"Your Highness..."
Hernandez, the white-haired scholar of the Madman School, spoke in a deep voice.
"The culprits are the Sun Cross Society and Rutina. Now we should unite as one, so as to cope with the increasingly turbulent crisis in the spiritual world... Even if Sister Olmedo and Mr. Noah are guilty, then The crime is not serious, why not release them first and let them contribute to the empire later to atone for their sins?”
Upon hearing the old man's suggestion, the prince not only did not agree, but instead sneered.
"The past style of the School of Madmen was not like this...Scholar Hernandez, why didn't you choose to stand by and watch this time?"
Dazlet sarcastically said.
Immediately, he simply turned his attention to the generous parliamentary seat where he did not express his opinion in the end.
Houston had made a private agreement with him before, promising to stand unswervingly in his camp on behalf of the Generous Council, but now that this guy has fallen, the person in charge has become Jack again.
Although the giant tree planted by the Nature Sect outside the royal city has fallen down, and there is no longer this vague threat that makes people feel uncomfortable, the stance of the Generous Council still plays a key role.
"Jack, I'd like to hear your advice."
The prince calmed down and asked the young man in black hat.
Chen Lun felt the eyes of the high-ranking people present, but he was not affected at all. He just rubbed the handle of the silver cane and said softly:
"Your Highness, your suggestion is to release Noah...I personally guarantee that he has nothing to do with the whole thing. This is just a misunderstanding."
"It's not a misunderstanding, Jack."
The prince said coldly.
"Your guarantee is not necessarily very convincing... It really disappoints me. It seems that you finally chose to side with the stars and the moon."
He originally wanted to use more vicious sarcasm, but considering that the other party had just been promoted to a saint and had killed Houston in public before the meeting... he unconsciously gave up this idea.
"In this case, the Generous Council will no longer participate in all matters in the royal city in the future, Your Highness."
Chen Lun said expressionlessly.
In his heart, the so-called "loyalty" was nothing compared to Noah's safety.
He had even secretly decided that if the meeting finally collapsed, he would immediately discuss with His Majesty Blaise about joining forces to rob the prison.
After being promoted to [Joker], he became more confident in his ability to run away. If the Silver Dragon Witch and the Star Sect came forward to contain the defensive force, he was confident enough to rescue Noah from the royal city.
The worst case scenario is that in the future, the team will temporarily avoid the central area of the main line and develop in a certain corner for a period of time.
Now that he is no longer as weak as he once was, he still needs to pull up big banners to gain support. It can be said that unless groups of saints come to encircle and suppress more than one [A-level monster], or angels directly Even if he takes action, he is confident that he can escape unscathed.
"Very good!"
Prince Dazlat's face became extremely ugly.
"Jack, you are really good! And you, one by one, forced me to give in. In this case, I hereby announce-"
He stood up and gestured to Franco, the royal chief clerk in the corner of the conference hall, to take notes.
"The person who committed the crime of blasphemy, Sister Olmedo of the Church of the Moon, was imprisoned in the Dungeon of the Sun for 200 years... The person who committed the crime of participating in the extreme supernatural forces and organizing the murder of the crown prince, Noah Silver Dragon, was imprisoned in the Fire Pattern Plaza in the early morning three days later. Punished by beheading!”
the prince shouted.
Buzz! !
Strong mythical power fluctuations suddenly filled the air, filling the entire royal council chamber. The invisible force even caused the conference table, the stone decorations in the corners, the oil paintings on the walls, the chandeliers on the ceiling and many other debris to shake violently.
The bishops of the Star Sect, headed by Witch Blaise, and the nuns of the Moon Church, led by Thelma God Servant, all cast indifferent glances.
Swish!
All the high-ranking people around the conference table stood up almost at the same time, and clearly formed two camps, confronting each other.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn.
Five golden light beams fell out of the air, and five tall knights in golden armor appeared from them, guarding the prince. The light in their hands shone brightly, forming a pair of gorgeous swords and shields in an instant, and they were raised with a clang.
Full of chilling atmosphere!
They are the five "Guangguang Holy Guards" with saint-level combat power!
The prince was protected by many high-ranking forces around him. The anger on his face could not be suppressed, and he smiled angrily:
"Are you planning to use force to force me?"
He sneered again and again, and even had a crazy look in his eyes.
"Try it if you have the guts! Come!!"
Just when conflict is about to break out.
When——
A deafening huge bell suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, as if it came from the other side, but also seemed to be very close at hand.
The extremely strong sunlight actually shone from the top of the conference room. The expressions of the high-ranking people present changed one after another. Even Sequence Three "demigods" such as Thelma, the Servant Chief of God, frowned slightly and raised their hands to cover the sun. The dazzling light made me squint my eyes and look up at the sky.
"This is...the spiritual world?"
Albert frowned.
He glanced around and found that the sunlight falling from the sky was becoming more and more dazzling. The scene of the original conference hall had disappeared unconsciously and was replaced by an empty pure white square.
"No, this is the kingdom of God of His Majesty the Sun King."
Archbishop Terrence of the Church of the Sun said in a deep voice.
Everyone was shocked.
The kingdom of God of the Sun King? !
He actually showed up!
Emperor Andre the Great has almost never appeared in person since Prince Dazlet was twelve years old, and many matters of the Trisul Empire are all managed by this prince.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the legendary emperor who had ruled the continent for thousands of years would pull everyone present into his divine kingdom in an instant!
"I haven't felt His Majesty's aura for many years, but now it seems that He has taken another big step on the path to God... I am afraid that He has already reached the level of Sequence One, and is worthy of being a follower of God to Lie Father and serving as the sun. Herding the world.”
Thelma, the servant chief of the gods, no longer looked directly at the sun, closed her aching eyes, lowered her head and said.
Upon hearing His words, everyone present could not help but hold their breath.
In the depths of the white square, a steel throne tens of meters high stood majestically, with a seemingly small but terrifying figure sitting on it.
The dazzling light prevented everyone from seeing his face clearly. Only the dark golden armor, lion head-shaped shoulder pads and red cloak with the face of the sun were deeply imprinted in the eyes.
"Dazlight."
A majestic voice sounded.
The prince was startled for a moment, then took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Father!"
"It has been eleven years. You have managed the empire for me for eleven years. I have always been very pleased with you and proud of you... But everything that happened during this time has disappointed me."
Dazlet's expression changed, his eyes trembled, and he was particularly frightened.
Because he saw under the sun, that pair of indifferent eyes that existed almost only in the depths of his memory, appeared again. At this moment, they were looking down at him with an even more indifferent color. (End of chapter)