Thanks to the intervention of Gordon and the Knights of Twilight, the massacre targeting the riot was stopped in time, but the number of civilians killed had already exceeded twenty.
Dion looked at the room full of the highest-ranking officials of Muxi City and said in a somber voice, "Gentlemen, I witnessed this scene while patrolling the perimeter of the mission's camp that night."
The scene in my memory shifted again. Night fell, and the victims in white were gathered in the town square and burned.
Under the cover of night, a group of civilians sneaked up to the pyre, used sickles to drag the burning bodies out of the fire, and then used machetes to dismember them, looting everything.
Hearing the gasps of those around him, Todd stared at the screen in disbelief and asked, "What is this?!"
Cumberland closed his eyes: "Hunger can turn humans into monsters."
Brother Joe wiped his face: "I know the pain of hunger; it is absolutely the cruelest punishment God has given to mankind!"
Dion shut down his memory and pleaded with the crowd, "Gentlemen, as you can see, Watchtower Town has become a living hell due to food shortages. Without food from Twilight City, these civilians can only wait to die. If possible, perhaps we..."
A loud bang.
Emerson slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Dion, get your identity straight! You are the head of the delegation from Muxi City. No matter when or where, you represent the will of the Muxi Kingdom and should safeguard its interests!"
Emerson stood up from his chair, walked to Dion, and looked at the petite, stubborn young man. He spoke in an unprecedentedly stern tone: "Your power is granted by the King, but your strength comes from the people of the kingdom! If you want to use the power in your hands, if you want to wield this strength, you must consider everything from the perspective of the Kingdom of Muxi! Remember this at all times: without the Kingdom of Muxi, you wouldn't even have the chance to stand here and make this request!"
Brother Joe looked at the frozen image on the screen, shook his head slightly, and said to Dion, "I understand your feelings, but we have neither the reason nor the ability to take care of these civilians. We just implemented an agricultural development plan this year, and food has been in short supply ever since. You should also know that even if we send enough food to Watchtower Town now, what about the rest of the Holy Guard Kingdom? Are we supposed to intercept the food belonging to Twilight City and send it all to those people?"
Todd sighed heavily and said quietly, "Dion, your duty is to establish and coordinate diplomatic relations between Twilight City and Holy Guard City. This is your most important task."
Dion glanced one last time at the tragic scene on the screen, then turned to the king, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive my momentary lapse of judgment. I was wrong in this matter."
Todd waved his hand: "Even if we were to transport food to Holy Guard City now, do you think those nobles would share the food with Watchtower? The answer is naturally no. They would just hoard all the food and watch the common people of the kingdom die of hunger and cold one by one."
Seeing the room fall silent, Cumberland looked at the map on his computer and suddenly asked Dion, "When do you plan to set off for Holy Guard City?"
A dejected Dion said in a low voice, "The delegation will stay in Watchtower for a few days, waiting for the blizzard to subside. In addition, the weapons, armor, and decommissioned warhorses that Holy Guard City promised to give to our country will all be handed over to us in Watchtower in the next two days."
Todd nodded: "Dion, when these supplies are handed over, remember to let me know the time in the meeting in advance."
Seeing that everyone else was fine, Todd closed the soul space and returned to his palace in the real world.
Harkins, who was standing to the side, saw Todd open his eyes and asked softly, "Your Majesty, is the meeting over?"
"Um."
Todd stood up from his chair, stretched his neck and arms, and asked Huggins, "Have they gone yet?"
The latter nodded and said, "Master Terence is already waiting in the audience hall with Wayne."
"Did you bring the report I asked them to write?"
"Yes, that scholar named Wayne has been compiling data related to the 'Soul Experiment' these past few days. According to him, this experiment has immense academic value, and if it continues, it might even reveal the essence of the material and spiritual worlds."
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