old dream

Chapter 336
"But compared to a nightman knowing the proper theater ritual. You know what amazes me now?"

The Grand Duke withdrew his thoughts, looked at the people in the lounge and asked.

For this question, people in the room looked at each other.Only Mammoth kept staring at the female officer next to the Grand Duke with a gloomy expression.

"What really amazes me is—" He pointed to everyone on the field:

"Why do you—have time to take a leisurely count of casualties?"

Edmund suddenly raised his voice by a pitch, laughed loudly, and said bitterly:

"Do you think this attack is over here?"

Oh my god.

Incompetent and naive.

Priest Kane's vengeance is far from over, and the attack on the court is even just the beginning.

The representatives of the Eucharist were pale with shock, and the officials of the Ninth Bureau were also at a loss.All conventional methods seemed to have failed. At this critical moment, they didn't even know what Kane was aiming at.

Only Mammoth McBride quietly left the lounge before speaking, hurried out, got into his car, and drove in the direction of the Metropolitan Theatre.

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Colin walked briskly down the sidewalk, still thinking about his conversation with Winter in the room.

Of course, the woodland priest's purpose was not simply to attack the High Court.

Why did he have to forge Wen Te's trace at the original death scene?
It is true that only by using the number one traitor as a cover-up can the Principality be thrown into chaos, mentally tense or even insane, and launch the deadliest curse killing regardless of any cost.

It was an intimidation to the authorities, but it was also an invitation to the real Winter.

"Two days ago, a person came here to find me." Winter said:
"No matter how you look at it, he is just an ordinary person... an old man in his seventies can hardly even walk."

But Winter knew that it was another life of Kane.

The woodland priest needed Winter to do one thing for him, and the price he offered to the former Ninth Director was the snake-winding tree ceremony.

So what is there that only the founders of the Ninth Bureau can give?

The principality's top secret—the method to break the crown's restriction.

"I know what he wants," Winter said.

"But I didn't give it to him."

"...Why?" Colin was surprised by his choice.

After all, Winter has fallen into this situation, and everything in the past should be indifferent to him.

"Because I'm not a traitor."

Winter said softly and closed his eyes again.

He has been picking a king in the dark quagmire, but Kane is obviously not the right one.

The only crown of the principality can only be handed over to the true monarch.

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An unremarkable alley was separated by two low walls. A lot of dirty pigeons gathered on the top of the wall and along the corners, and they had already built their nests here.

Nancy walked through it silently, without disturbing any of the creatures who took refuge here.She searched among the gray or mottled wings, and finally found a child in rags sitting in a corner in a small clean space.

Nancy tapped the boy's arm with the hilt of the general's saber in her hand, and the boy opened his eyes sleepily.

"...you are finally here." The boy rubbed his face with his fingers and said.Here is a disabled body, with the right sleeve empty:

"I have fulfilled the agreed upon." The child said, with an immature voice, in the tone of an adult:
"Next, it's up to you to do things for me."

Nancy didn't answer, but that's why she came here.

From time to time, people ran in a panic from the alley, which was very close to Danaro's court.The bizarre mass death in the court caused more serious chaos around than imagined. Looking beyond the low wall, you can even see a few thick smoke rising from the sky not far away.

The reason why Kane directed the curse to the court was because of the cooperation between him and Nancy.As a result of this tacit mutual assistance, Nancy easily killed the judge, and what she did was to cut off a part of the ether in advance to prevent the spirit body from confirming the reality of the killing spell.

But Nancy didn't expect the authorities to be so crazy that they even used the most powerful curse to kill for a glimmer of false hope.So this attack would cause such a huge number of casualties, not as she had hoped.

But even so, Nancy didn't feel sad or blamed herself, and even felt a little happy because the other party was from Anhe.

After all, in her life, she had witnessed countless scenes that were much more tragic than this.

There was a foul and warm smell in the surrounding air.The heat of the crawling birds, the damp feathers, and the smell of fermenting dung, but the small clearing around the boy was clean.

A fat pigeon that seemed to have lost its wings was pecking at bedbugs on the ground. Even though the smelly and dirty food had spilled from its small stomach to its throat, it was still pecking desperately.It can't help itself, and the boy has no way to stop it, so he can only gently stroke the wings of the white dove to express comfort that nothing is better than nothing.

"They were originally free elves in the woodland, drinking from the holy spring and pecking at the acorns. But in this far and strange land, no one cares how noble these lovely creatures used to be."

"Here they are just slaves, tools, and there is no difference between pigs and dogs that consume swill."

"The Holy Spirit, who originally only wanted to live in the canopy of the tree, has been blasphemed to such a degree."

The Ankh Quadrant itself has only nine crowns, and the remaining nearly 230 crowns were all looted from other quadrants.For a civilization, it is the deepest humiliation and the most thorough spiritual castration that the crown that has been worshiped since ancient times is taken away and trampled on.

Under the ancient covenant, the princes split the soil and sealed off the Anhe region, and the first holy kings canonized them one by one.But after the second century of the new calendar, if an alliance family wants to get rid of vassals and establish a country on its own, it must face an unwritten rule.

That is, he must win at least one crown from other quadrants.

In the 157th year of the new calendar, the original owner of Edmund was one of the conquerors of the Gallu-Slutz woodland. He took away the most precious things among the bloody and abundant spoils.

A crown of woodland quadrants.

It is the messenger who lives on the oak tree and guides people to the land of eternal youth, the most holy white dove.

Because of him, the principality of the Edmund family was established today.

"The Anhe people took away the most beautiful things in the world, but never learned to cherish them." The boy whispered, he tried his best to raise his face and sniffed his nose to keep the tears from falling down.

But at this moment, the pigeons in the lane cooed uncomfortably.

The figure of a young black-haired man appeared at the entrance of the alley, still bending over and panting because of the rush along the way.

Nancy looked over there and found that it was Colin who had rushed here according to the agreement last night.

(End of this chapter)