Chapter 119 Everyone, long time no see

"Your current King's Choice score is 24 points."

As the voice of the Holy Oak Messenger slowly fell, the entire reception room suddenly became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

An unprecedented silence slowly enveloped the room and also appeared in everyone's heart.

Graya was suddenly startled.

24 points? Compared to the scores of the other eight princes, this number was so small that it was a bit ridiculous and would not even attract anyone's attention.

However, just ten days ago, the number was -576.

In just ten days, it surged by 600 points.

Of course, Graya didn't believe that the insignificant things he did caused such a huge change.

He subconsciously turned his gaze to Duke Tyreus, the last person to arrive, only to find that there was still a look of amazement and admiration on his face.

It was as if he had anticipated everything that was happening, but the result in the end still exceeded his highest expectations.

What on earth happened? Such doubts instantly swept everyone's mind.

Not only Graya, but also Morris, Afia and others showed expressions of shock and joy and looked at each other.

They were stunned by the sudden good news.

Even Ivisette, who had been sitting in a wheelchair without saying a word, raised her head slightly, letting her soft white hair fall gently from her shoulders to her waist, and a hint of surprise flashed in her cold eyes.

"impossible."

After a long silence, the second prince Felit spoke slowly.

He wasn't upset that Yvesette survived the elimination round, he simply questioned the result.

At this moment, Ferit frowned and stood up from the sofa.

Looking at the Holy Oak Messenger's eyes which were also filled with shock and confusion, he asked, "What was the reason given for the extra points?"

Obviously, in his opinion, even with his power and energy, it was not easy to get such a high score within ten days.

Not to mention Yves Sainte.

This is simply like a fairy tale.

Hearing the Second Prince's question, the Holy Oak Messenger was silent for a moment, and then slowly read out the contents on the parchment: "The reason given by the Holy Oak Organization for the extra points is..."

"Restore order after the disaster and win the hearts of the people in the city, and get 600 extra points."

absurd.

The moment he heard the reason, this word popped up in Felit's mind.

Not to mention how outrageous it is to restore order in this hopeless city.

Take the latter for example.

Win the hearts of the people?

The people are indeed as deceitful as pigs and dogs.

But it doesn't mean that you can win these guys over with some simple tricks.

In fact, when the Level 0 Sealed Objects rioted that day, the Second Prince Felit tried to win over the hearts of the people and gain extra points from the Holy Oak.

However, in the end, it was ruined by a word from that boy.

In addition, the scene of "She said that there should be no filth in this world" appeared in front of the people like a miracle. It can be said that all the preparations made by Ferit before were taken advantage of by Yvestre.

It's a pity that she did not cherish such an opportunity and did not want to strike while the iron is hot to win the hearts of the people. Instead, she did nothing for more than a month after the incident.

If we miss this opportunity, the shock brought by that scene will gradually fade in the hearts of the people until it is forgotten.

So at the moment, Felit didn't believe this result at all.

But the news came from the infallible Holy Oaks organization.

This caused him unprecedented confusion.

"What did you do?"

He turned his head to look at the white-haired woman sitting in the wheelchair without saying a word, and then looked at the people in Augusta Manor whom he once looked down upon.

However, these people also looked confused and seemed to have no understanding of the current situation at all.

If that's the case, then the problem must be with the last person to come.

Felit took a deep breath and bowed slowly: "Your Excellency the Duke, it seems that you are the mastermind behind all this."

"In that case, could you please help me clear up my confusion? I am very curious about everything that has happened in the past few days."

His intelligence personnel in Orne City were all secretly executed by him because of their previous miscalculation of Lynn Batleon's intelligence.

At present, the new batch has not arrived here yet. In addition, given Ferit's personality, he will not pay attention to things that he is not interested in, so he has not paid much attention to the recent changes in the city of Orne.

Duke Tyrvus glanced at him and asked, "What do you think is the most scarce thing in Orne City right now? In other words, what should be done first in order to restore order?"

Ferit answered without hesitation: "Food."

"The disaster has just ended, and more than 200,000 refugees in the city are homeless and facing a survival crisis."

"If we want to restore order, we must stop the chaos, and the only way to stop the chaos is to feed these victims."

Duke Tyreus smiled and said, "It seems you know it very well."

Felit shook his head: "It's easy to say, but it's almost impossible to do it in practice."

"The already scarce food in the city is controlled by the nobles, who sell it on the market at extremely high prices, reaping the wealth of the people. Even if the city council opens its warehouses and distributes relief food, it is still just a drop in the bucket in front of more than 200,000 mouths."

“They control the price, and once there are suckers like the Augusta family who want to lower the price, they will unite together to swallow up all the low-priced grain and then return it to the market.”

“This is actually a very stupid move.”

Hearing this, Graya, who was standing in the corner, blushed and lowered his head.

However, Felit continued, "In my opinion, if we want to completely solve the food problem, we must do two things at the same time."

"First, make sure the nobles who profited from the disaster have enough food to feed 200,000 disaster victims."

"Second, we have a strong military force that can forcibly confiscate the food stored in the hands of those nobles. In other words, we can kill them."

"Regarding the first point, it has been proven to be impossible."

"Right now, the main transportation routes in the surrounding area have been destroyed and are being urgently repaired. The food transferred from other cities cannot be transported in, and the nobles don't have much food left. I'm afraid it won't be long before cannibalism will occur in Orne City."

"This has already put a stop to everything that comes next. Insufficient food is a problem that cannot be solved in any way."

"As for the second point, Mr. Duke, it seems that more than half of the more than 8,000 elite troops you brought with you died in the Level 0 Sealed Object riot."

"And the troops that were urgently mobilized later seem to be still on the march and cannot reach Orne City within ten days."

"I'm not looking down on you. Given the current objective situation, you really don't have the conditions to achieve the second point."

"After all, those local nobles are not lambs to be slaughtered. If you want to forcibly confiscate their property, their united strength should not be underestimated."

Moreover, if these people's property were to be confiscated and their clans exterminated without any reason, the imperial capital would be the first one to not allow it.

The people were just like pigs and dogs, so they died. Why should they make the nobles, who were so high and mighty, bleed so much?

Hearing this, Duke Tyrvus was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly: "You are not wrong."

In fact, during this trip to Orne City, he almost lost all his face as the Elector.

First, there was the matter of the Tianli Church, which was handled very awkwardly, and it was only thanks to that kid that I was able to save face.

The second thing at the moment should have been to take action against those nobles who wanted to profit from the disaster before order was restored, but his army failed.

Previously, I thought that more than 8,000 personal guards were enough for him to run rampant in Orne City, but who could have imagined the subsequent Level 0 Sealed Object riot? It can only be said that it was a crime without war.

"So, how on earth did you do it without meeting any of the conditions?"

Ferit looked at Duke Tyreus.

He naturally believed in the fairness of the Hollyoaks institution.

So I am even more confused now.

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With Duke Tyrus's means, it shouldn't be possible to do this.

"I know what you are thinking." Duke Tyrvus suddenly smiled and shook his head. "In fact, before the results were revealed, I was also skeptical about many details of the whole thing."

"That's right, I didn't do this. I didn't mobilize any of my soldiers from beginning to end."

"impossible."

Ferit shook his head.

Duke Tyrvus is the only one among all the people present who possesses this ability.

Apart from him, it would be impossible for these idiots to earn 600 points in ten days.

Unless that person is still alive.

The moment this thought came to his mind, a sense of surprise suddenly arose in Felit's heart.

Wait a moment.

From beginning to end, it seemed that no one had told him in a firm tone or in secret that Lynn Bartletleon had died in the disaster.

All of them just had preconceived notions that a first-level ant could not possibly survive a riot of a Level 0 Sealed Object.

But what if he really did it? As the one with the fastest brain, he subconsciously looked at Duke Tyrus.

I saw a smile slowly appear on the other person's mouth.

"You all seem to have forgotten someone."

"Also, don't you feel that it has been very noisy outside since just now?" Duke Tyrus suddenly turned his head to look at Graya beside the bed, "Boy, open the curtains."

Graya stood there in a daze.

He was still immersed in the words that Duke Tyrus had just said.

Could it be that... No, it's impossible.

Otherwise it wouldn't make sense to search for a month without finding any trace. Wait!

Given that guy's personality and behavior, isn't it the best answer that there is no trace of him?!

In an instant, a strange premonition emerged in the hearts of everyone, including him.

Even in Ivisette's originally dead and dim red eyes, for some reason, a glimmer of light appeared faintly.

It was a fiery emotion mixed with intense and morbid passion.

As Graya hurriedly pulled down the curtains, everyone's eyes turned to the window at the same time.

At this moment, in the reception room on the third floor of the manor, everyone's attention was instantly attracted by the countless ordinary people gathered outside the manor.

Thousands?

Tens of thousands?

Or perhaps hundreds of thousands? Countless people came like a tide, filling up all the streets and alleys as far as the eye could see.

People raised their hands high, and their bright eyes were shining with gratitude and awe.

Although separated by windows and walls, everyone in the reception room heard the name they shouted at this moment.

The shouts gathered above the manor, extremely loud.

"Yvesette!"

The people all called out the name of the third princess of the Saint Laurent Empire.

Among them, there are also vague words such as "Your Highness", "Respected", "Great", and "Saint Laurent VII".

It was like meeting their future monarch.

They were willing to go through fire and water for her, even to give her their hearts.

An unprecedented visual and spiritual double impact instantly swept the entire reception room.

Felit subconsciously took a half step back.

Because even though he was ranked first in the sequence, he had never received such devout and enthusiastic praise from the people, and it was only occasionally seen when his father, Saint Laurent VI, was on tour.

How is that possible?

A sense of absurdity emerged in his heart.

However, at this moment, even Yvesthe did not realize that her slender and white fingers suddenly clenched tightly.

The heart that seemed to be dead suddenly beat faster.

The scene before her was what she had been dreaming of for so many years, but could never realize.

But now, it appeared in front of her in a way she had never imagined.

At your fingertips.

Yvesette stared blankly at the scene outside the window, and suddenly saw a carriage slowly parting the crowd and driving into the Augusta Manor.

The carriage got closer and closer, then gradually slowed down and slowly stopped beside the road downstairs.

For no apparent reason, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

The next moment, as the door was gently pushed open, a tall, black-haired boy jumped out of the car.

As if he felt the burning gazes of the people upstairs, the boy raised his head and looked towards the third floor with a familiar smile on his face.

"Everyone, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)