The host shouted loudly on the stage. While shouting, he raised his hand to the side. Looking in the direction where his hand was stretched, he saw that not far from the stage, on the balcony of a high-rise building on the edge of the square, a bright light was lit up in time, illuminating the scenery above the balcony.
On the open-air balcony far away from the crowd on the ground, there were two luxurious chairs. On the chairs, there were two figures, a man and a woman, sitting together.
The man was a middle-aged man, probably in his fifties. He was slightly fat and wore a yellow coat. There were some gray hair and mustache. There were not too deep wrinkles on his peaceful face. He faced the people in the square under the balcony with a slight smile.
The other woman was a young person of about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a white cotton dress embroidered with various delicate flowers, a white flowered hat on her head, and short golden curly hair that reached her shoulders. Her fair skin was almost flawless, and she had a cheerful smile on her exquisite face. She raised her hand and waved to the people in the square below.
The appearance of the two royal family members immediately brought the atmosphere of the party to a climax. The crowd suddenly erupted in warm cheers. Everyone waved and cheered at the girl on the balcony. People in many places shouted Isabel's name loudly, and Dorothy was also in the crowd, silently looking at the figure on the balcony in the distance.
"That is... Duke Barrett and Princess Isabel?"
Dorothy murmured this, and Gregor beside her answered while looking at the balcony in the distance.
"It seems so! Princess Isabel is said to be the royal family member who is closest to the lower classes and participates in the most donation and assistance activities. Obviously, she is very popular among the people!"
As Gregor said this, he glanced at the people around him who were shouting Isabel's name. The enthusiasm of these ordinary people towards Isabel seemed to prove that what Gregor said was true. After hearing this, Dorothy also looked at the girl on the balcony with more interest.
"A princess of the royal family who is loved by the people?"
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In the Bishop's Square, the audience's emotions were boiling because of Isabel's appearance. And at this moment, it was not only the people on the scene who were paying attention to the party. There was also a circle of people around the square, monitoring every move in the square.
There were many guards stationed on the roofs of the buildings at the edge of the square, keeping an eye on the surroundings while monitoring the movements on the square.
Many of these guards were extraordinary people directly selected from the Security Bureau's hunters. The Security Bureau attached great importance to this party with royal members participating, and sent enough forces to maintain the safety of the party. These guards with extraordinary backgrounds were guarding the high points around the square, guarding the advantageous terrain and being alert to any abnormal situation.
With such security measures, it is difficult for any unexpected danger to occur. Of course, if something goes wrong with the guards who maintain security themselves, that would be a different matter.
On the roof of a building in the southeast corner of the square, a guard wearing a helmet and a coat was standing there, staring intently at the lively scene above the square. When he saw Isabel waving in the distance, his mouth under his hat tilted slightly and he let out a cold laugh.
"Enjoy it, you fools. In a little while, many of you may never have the chance to enjoy it again..."
Looking at the scene below, the guard muttered to himself, then he turned around and slowly walked to the attic room on the roof where he was. After opening it, what caught his eyes were a dozen figures in the dim room.
These figures were mostly men, wearing the same clothes as ordinary Tivian citizens. They were standing or sitting in scattered rooms, with worry, fear, or determination in their eyes... If you ignore their uniform brown skin, they look no different from ordinary Tivians.
"My fellow warriors, how are you all preparing?"
Looking at the people sitting or standing in front of him, the guard whose identity had been replaced spoke directly. The words he spoke at this time were not Putt, but another language called Lingyin language.
After listening to the words of the "guard", a tall man with a scar on his face who was originally sitting in the corner stood up, came in front of the "guard", and spoke in a calm tone.
"Of course we are ready. We can't wait to make those white-skinned tribesmen and their families pay the price in blood."
"Really? Then may I see the status of your preparations, Warrior Sadow?"
Putting his hands behind his back, the "guard" asked the man in front of him with a smile, and the man named Sadow looked at the three men sitting next to his right and spoke.
"Wake up, Aku, Pam, Kuzdo... let him see our determination."
Following Saduo's words, the three natives of the continent standing next to him slowly stood up. The three of them silently looked at the "guards" in front of them, then unbuttoned their coats, revealing a circle of small sticks connected by fuses tied around their waists, which were the explosives.
The three people in front of the "guard" had three circles of explosives tied around their bodies, three circles of explosives that could be detonated at any time and anywhere. These were exactly what Sadow had prepared.
"The pain of gunpowder was brought to us by you white people. We have used the blood of countless people to remember its power. Now...it is time for you people to remember this power with your own blood."
Standing next to the three people, Sadow spoke in a heavy tone, and after the "guard" saw it, he couldn't help but nodded and murmured.
"I have witnessed your determination. Very good... very good... Then, let others also witness the weight of this determination."
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