Chapter 535 Warning
Time flies by like a flash, and August soon comes, which symbolizes the "Mourning of Our Lady".
The 5th day of the month.
An ordinary day.
To everyone's surprise, the chairman of the Empire's Mysterious Investigation Committee, "Red Sage" Gilan Iros, quietly disappeared from the office after drinking the first cup of coffee in the morning.
When he appeared again, he had arrived in Jacobin, the federal capital.
Because Jacobin experienced two consecutive terrorist attacks in just two months, and the Bailu Assembly Hall and the Grand Opera House were completely destroyed, it can be clearly felt that the city is filled with a sense of depression and uneasiness. Atmosphere.
The morning sun was gloomy, as if the whole street was shrouded in gray fog.
Gillan was wearing a top hat with the brim pulled down.
He was holding a white cane and his windbreaker was fluttering as he strolled down a street in the federal capital.
There are not many pedestrians and vehicles on the road.
At least, less than when Gillan last came.
Most of the locals passing by were in a hurry, as if they were worried that something bad would happen if they stayed outside for too long.
However, Gilan whistled cheerfully and walked along the street as if there was no one else around.
Soon, he came to a luxurious manor.
"The Estate of Duke Daniel Martin."
Gillan glanced at the blue house plate and name hanging on the wall pier next to the gate of the manor, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
This is the seat of the federal powerful, the Martin family.
The family has been in the upper echelons of power almost from the founding of the Federation. There is a member of the Martin family among the Twelve Presidents of the General Council in each term.
The previous chairman of the council, the head of the Martin family, had been killed by Gilan's teacher "White Sage" Parra, and his eldest son is currently at the helm.
A man named Henry Martin, a middle-aged man in his forties.
Jilan's purpose in coming to the Federation this time is very simple, that is, to beat the Twelve Families, kill chickens to scare monkeys, and carry out intimidation.
He does not expect this to deter the Twelve Families from participating in politics, but it can definitely effectively frighten the federal ruling class and disrupt the order of the entire political order system.
Gilan is not in a hurry to destroy the Federation overnight. Anyway, he has a lot of time and is ready to take his time.
Zi.
He stretched out an index finger and lightly touched the wrought iron gate. There was only a faint sound of electricity, and a fine alchemy array appeared on every railing of the gate, which was immediately decomposed.
Jilan held his cane and walked in casually. But soon, he was discovered by the security guard inside the gate.
"Hey! Sir! Please stop!"
Two security guards rushed out, put their hands on the holsters on their waists, and shouted in a deep voice.
But Jilan didn't even look at the two of them and continued walking inside. The little angel Mo Weiwei floating on his shoulder chuckled and raised her hand. The two security guards looked confused and walked back to the pavilion as if nothing had happened, as if they had forgotten the scene in front of them.
Gilan followed the straight cobblestone path and came to a villa area.
The main building is five stories high and looks very luxurious and rich. The entire exterior wall is painted white and is covered with various exquisite reliefs.
Gilan ignored the servants and gardeners who looked suspiciously around him and walked into the villa on his own.
As soon as he entered, he saw a family dining in the restaurant, with some maids and stewards standing around.
There were more than twenty men and women sitting at the long table.
A middle-aged man with a mustache, wearing gorgeous clothes, was sitting on the main seat, eating and chatting with his family.
"Huh?!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man caught a glimpse of a strange figure from the corner of his eye, walking into the restaurant as if there was no one around.
He turned around and looked, and his expression suddenly changed.
Immediately, he stood up and pulled the tablecloth, causing the plate and wine glass in front of him to fall to the ground with a clatter.
Food and red wine were spilled everywhere, but the man didn't care and just stared at the purple-eyed young man.
The man's movement without warning immediately startled everyone present. The men and women at the dining table followed his gaze and looked behind them, and noticed a purple-eyed young man in a suit and leather shoes standing there at some point.
"You are... Guillain Iros?!"
The man's face turned pale and his voice trembled.
After hearing his words, everyone present showed fear.
Guillain Iros? !
Chairman of the Bremen Empire, the culprit who led to the "Jacobin Grand Opera House Incident", a strong man in the mysterious field, and an executioner who kills without blinking an eye!
As a powerful family in the federation, they didn't know how terrifying this person was.
Just...
Why did he come to Martin Manor? !
What are you doing here? !
The former head of the family, Duke Rupert Martin, died at the hands of Teacher Guillain Iros. Could it be that he came here with the intention of getting rid of them all...
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but suffocate their breathing, their whole bodies became cold, and an unspeakable fear surged into their hearts.
The scene fell into dead silence for a while.
No one dared to take a breath.
At this time, Gillan glanced at the two maids standing behind Henry Martin.
These are actually two mysterious men, level 2, who should be Henry's personal bodyguards. At this time, they were also stiff, staring at Jilan without daring to move.
"Mr. Henry, since you know me, there is no need to introduce yourself..."
Jilan held his white cane and smiled.
He looked around, looking at the terrified expressions of the people present, and asked doubtfully:
"You seem to be afraid of me? Why?"
Why...
Still need to ask why? !
Everyone moved their eyes with difficulty and looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
Henry Martin reacted very quickly. He forced out a smile and explained in a humble tone:
"Mr. Gillan, don't get me wrong, we are not afraid, we are just in awe...awe of your power and means."
He took a deep breath, and his trembling voice became slightly smoother, and then said:
"You know, we are just ordinary people. We are always in awe of mystical things, especially strong people like you who have mastered mysterious power."
"Ha." Gillan found it interesting and smiled: "Isn't it because of my massacre in the Jacobins last month?"
"Of course not."
Henry felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but he still pretended to be calm and said.
Seeing the cold sweat on his forehead flowing uncontrollably, Jilan chuckled.
"I came to visit today because I want to tell you something about the Martin family."
"You...please speak!"
Henry said quickly, with a very low attitude.
Jilan nodded and said lightly:
"You will convey to me the other eleven major federal families and representatives of other classes. I will liquidate all those and forces who dare to participate in the Federal General Assembly one by one."
"?!"
Henry Martin's pupils shrank and his expression suddenly changed.
The meaning of Gillan's words has been very clear, that is, he is targeting the federal power class and political system.
Because of his father's death, Henry became more mature and better able to assess the situation. Now that the killer of the Bremen Empire was in his own home, how could he dare to say no, so he lowered his head and said respectfully:
"Yes, Mr. Gillan, I will definitely convey your words to the other major families in the name of the Martin family..."
"Very good."
Gillan nodded.
"The next Federal General Assembly is at the end of this month. I hope you can convey the message smoothly before the assembly begins."
"Please rest assured, I will definitely do it."
Henry lowered his head and said. Ji Lan looked at him silently for two seconds, then held up his white cane and left without looking back.
There was silence in the restaurant until long after Gilan left.
Henry couldn't hold on anymore, his legs softened and he was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, the two female bodyguards behind him stepped forward and supported him.
"Mr. Henry, are you okay?"
"It's okay..."
Henry was limp and was helped to sit on a chair. His face was pale and he was covered in cold sweat.
Recalling what had just happened, he felt like it was a nightmare and had lingering fears.
"Not bad..." Henry murmured.
He was extremely lucky that the "Red Sage" did not directly attack the Martin family.
Otherwise, no one present will be spared, and everyone will die! Henry Martin knew the horror of the "Red Sage" all too well!
"Brother, do you really want to listen to that guy? Be his mouthpiece and warn other families?"
At this time, a fat man sitting at the dining table frowned.
After hearing this, Henry became furious, stood up, walked over, and slapped his brother directly.
Snap! !
"You are seeking death yourself, don't drag the Martin family down!"
Henry shouted fiercely.
His eyes were full of fear, his lips were trembling, and he said to his stunned and at a loss younger brother:
"You have no idea how terrifying that person is. Calling him 'god on earth' is not an exaggeration. How dare you say 'that guy'?!"
"Hurry up and apologize!"
"Brother?!" The slightly fat man was shocked. He raised his head and looked at his brother who had never shown such fear in front of him. "But...he is already gone."
"Ignorance! Stupid! Waste!!"
Henry cursed profusely.
He was helpless and angry because his useless brother didn't understand anything at all.
Gone?
How did you know he was gone?
How can ordinary people measure the mystery of mysticism? What's more, the "Red Sage" is a ruthless character that even the top federal officials can't deal with!
"I..." Seeing this, the slightly fat man could only lower his head and said to the air beside him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Guillain Iros, I feel guilty for my rudeness."
At this time, Jilan, who had already walked out of the manor gate, raised his eyebrows, shook his head and chuckled.
…
…
Henry Martin did not follow the rules.
In other words, he didn't dare.
Within a week after Gilan's visit, he hurriedly contacted other big families and representatives from all walks of life.
And conveyed what Gilan said word for word.
But not everyone in these families really takes it seriously, and many of them scorn it.
These people prefer to believe that the federal military, the mysterious department, and even Speaker Leonidas will ensure their safety.
The time has quickly come to the end of August.
The Federal General Assembly meets again.
Because the last attack on the "Bai Lao Assembly Hall" had an extremely bad impact, this time the meeting was held in another hall, the security force was tripled, and the surrounding roads were closed in advance.
But when we arrived at the meeting, we discovered a strange phenomenon.
That is, the number of MPs who came to attend the meeting was pitiful, and their number was even less than that of the security forces.
Of the 500 seats for members, only a hundred people came. There are even fewer members in the Twelve Chairs, only four.
In the empty venue, no matter on or off the stage, the few members sitting in the seats all looked at each other, somewhat embarrassed.
"Hmph!"
On the high platform, a middle-aged female chairperson looked at her watch, suddenly snorted coldly, raised her hand to grab the octagonal microphone, and said directly:
"A mere warning from the enemy has scared more than half of the members of our General Council from coming to participate. It is really sad and ridiculous."
"If this continues, the empire will be able to directly destroy the upper structure of our Owena Federation without any effort by just using words, and domestic order will no longer exist...and all of this is because of the inaction and cowardice of the parliament. ”
"I suggest that the military department arrest all these congressmen who did not come to the meeting and hold them accountable for trial and accountability."
"Member Mira, it doesn't have to be like this."
Beside, a middle-aged man shook his head and reminded in a deep voice. He also moved the microphone over, cleared his throat, and prepared to smooth things over:
"Let's start today's meeting. The first item is that due to the death of the previous council member, a lot of mess has been left, so..."
But the middle-aged man hadn't finished speaking yet.
Then a deafening thunder was heard outside the venue.
Boom! !
Everyone present was in an uproar.
The congressmen looked around in confusion, even looking up at the ceiling.
Wow...
Just listen to the sound of pouring rain coming from outside.
"Okay...it seems to be raining."
someone stammered.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expression changed.
Some people even stood up immediately and prepared to leave.
This group of congressmen were frightened and followed suit one after another.
But just when the female congressman on the stage was about to stop, the whole venue began to shake.
Boom! !
"Earthquake?!"
someone exclaimed.
"What happened?!"
Bang! ! !
A barrel-thick silver thunder fell from the sky and hit the synagogue building.
Accompanied by a deafening loud noise.
Suddenly, one-third of the building was instantly disintegrated and disappeared. Because of the missing ceiling, heavy rain poured into the venue, soaking everyone present.
Everyone, including the security forces who were mystics, was frightened.
I saw a dense swirling thunderstorm cloud appearing in the sky at some point, flashing with silver lightning.
Boom boom boom! !
One after another, silver thunder struck down, wildly bombarding the venue.
The congressmen present and the security forces barely had time to react before they were instantly touched by the escaping arc and disintegrated into nothingness on the spot.
The conference started less than ten minutes ago.
The buildings were razed to the ground and the people disappeared along with them.
The whirlpool of dark clouds quickly faded away and the original clear sky returned, as if the scene that just happened was just an illusion.
Soon, a figure in military uniform suddenly appeared in the air.
Leonidas closed his eyes tightly, feeling the ruins below expressionlessly. His voice was cold and contained anger:
"Ghilan Iros..."
(End of chapter)