Why it never ends

Chapter 967 Whaling

"Not really, it's just that this matter has been making a lot of noise recently and many people are concerned about it."

Hesta looked at him, "Who else?"

"As you said, there are many nobles in District 12," Arevalo replied. "The assassin obviously has a deep hatred for the nobles. This irrational malice always has the greatest lethality. Speaking of which, did you, Mercury Needle, investigate the failed roundup operation two years ago? Why did you let the assassin escape?"

"I don't know, and I'm not responsible for this," Hesta replied, "but if you need, I can ask around for you."

“That’s great,” Arevalo said. “But if you find out anything—”

"I'll just come and visit you."

Arevalo nodded with satisfaction.

  Ximoya immediately pinched Hesta's arm hard and glared at Hesta with a warning look - could these things really be revealed to an outsider like Arevalo?

Hesta pretended not to feel anything. She took a few steps forward and walked to Arevalo's side again.

The old man slowed down in front of a balcony, and the housekeeper immediately stepped forward and opened the balcony door. Sunlight poured into the corridor, and several people followed Arevalo to stand on the balcony and look down. Eleven and Rico's laughter came from a place outside the field of vision, and they seemed to be running and laughing.

Hesta folded his arms and looked into the distance in the direction of the sound.

"What has the Governor been busy with recently?" asked Ximoya.

"I'm already semi-retired, so what else can I do? It's just the same old things." Arevalo said with a smile, "Some time ago, there were some red palm monks causing trouble in San Lom. Have you heard about it?"

"I was there at the time," Hesta turned his head, "if you mean the parade of the Eternal Tree."

"Yes, that's it," Arevalo nodded. "It's been almost a month, and we've finally caught most of the troublemakers. Only one of the three main culprits is still at large... Ma'am, you have two children with you. You must pay attention to your safety at this time of year."

"Who is it?" Hesta asked. "Who is the one who escaped?"

"NDM-1." Idrien answered quickly, "There is information that he sneaked to Emanlia shortly after the turmoil. We are now cooperating with the gendarmerie to investigate and arrest him."

After that, Idrien looked at Arevalo again and said, "Believe me, Governor, these people can't cause any trouble in Emanlia."

"What do you think, ma'am?" Arevalo asked Ximoya.

"How would I know?" Ximoya said indifferently, "I don't care about these things. It should be said that AHgAs doesn't care much about the disputes in the habitable area. It's not our place to intervene."

"Does the Governor still have doubts about this?" Idrien asked, "The only problem right now is that there are too many refugees around Emanria. The management of those settlements is chaotic, and the people inside are a mixed bag. They may provide hiding places for the rebels. Our next plan is to clean up these plots of land... The gendarmerie will start the 'Whaling Operation' next week. All suspicious outsiders will be arrested and questioned by us, and no one will be left out." "Whaling Operation," Hesta looked over, "Who came up with this name?"

"what happened?"

"It sounds like a code name that the rebels would use," Hesta said softly.

Idrien looked puzzled, but soon recovered: "I understand. You just arrived here, so it's normal that you don't know much about the local customs. You just need to remember that whale people are those wandering natives, basically equivalent to savages living in the pre-civilization era-"

"No, Idrien, that's not what she meant," Arevalo interrupted the person beside him. "She meant that whales can also be used to refer to nobles in District 12. Whaling is both the next action of the gendarmerie and the goal of the rebels in the south. Is that right, ma'am?"

"That's right," Hesta gave a thumbs-up. "Your Excellency and I really have a common understanding!"

Arevalo let out a hearty laugh.

Idrien looked at Arevalo and Hesta with some hesitation. If he had doubts about the relationship between the two before, he was now completely sure that Hesta was the guest of honor in Arevalo's mansion. Her demeanor and tone when she talked to the governor were relaxed and playful. If they were not friends for many years, a young person like her would never dare to act rashly in front of a person like the governor.

So Idrien also started laughing and said happily that this topic was really interesting and he had learned something new today.

The conversation lasted until lunch. Hesta heard a lot of secrets of the royal court from Arevalo. Although Arevalo seemed to be telling these stories as jokes, Hesta still tried to remember some of the names. During this time, Idrien interrupted several times, making the old governor laugh. He couldn't help but feel proud of himself and secretly compared the governor's attitude towards himself and Hesta.

Idrien felt that the old governor was more relaxed towards him. After all, he was a direct descendant of the old governor, and he was naturally different from Hesta, a friend who suddenly appeared and joined forces for profit. He saw that Arevalo was relying on Hesta for some things, so he also helped the old governor and found some tricky angles to praise Hesta.

The three of them were having a great time, and seemed to have endless things to talk about. Only Ximoya had a cold face. She was silently preparing a speech in her mind - she would write down in detail all the topics that Hesta had talked about here today and report to Kendai.

Before going to the dining room, Arevalo went to the dressing room to change his clothes, while Simoa and Hesta went to the yard to look for the children.

"What's wrong with you?" Hesta came close to Ximoya. "You looked unhappy just now. What are you angry about?"

"I'm angry? Why should I be angry?" Ximoya smiled brightly. "It's so interesting to listen to you guys chatting. I really don't understand how a mercury needle like you can quickly get along with these politicians in the livable area. They are shameless, don't you have any shame?"

"Oh, why are you making personal attacks?" Hesta shrank his neck. "You said you weren't angry, but now I see you want to hit someone--"

"Is it funny?" Ximoya looked at Hesta, her expression becoming serious. "To be honest, I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed. I thought you were a different kind of person."