The situation in the conference room was completely reversed.
The ambitious and arrogant Grand Duke Chifeng was dragged away by his personal guards. He was completely limp, his eyes unfocused like a fool, and drool was dripping from his mouth.
Because it is feared that he has other murder cases against him, he is temporarily placed in the death row, pending the completion of the trial, and will be executed according to the law.
This outcome was quite the opposite of his name—
Nikita originally meant "victor".
Immediately afterwards, another team of guards filed in and carried away the pile of skeletal remains, which served as evidence of the crime. Other officials would then use plaster casts to make copies and register them, tracing the details and clarifying the cause of the crime.
Catherine gave the nobles two choices: either voluntarily surrender their seals and go to prison to confess their crimes, or be exposed in public like Grand Duke Chifeng.
The Duke of Florence, a skeptic, led the clamor, claiming innocence.
But as a flash of divine light appeared, his numerous crimes were also revealed, and in just a few breaths, he too became an old dog dragged into the death row.
Allen's mental strength was terrifying; the entire Raphael Mage Corps combined was no match for him even in a single thought.
Even if this was not his intention, under divine command, a portion of the prisoner's soul would be prematurely sent to the Netherworld to suffer the pain of separation of soul and body.
To outsiders, he appeared to have become mentally impaired and foolish.
To use an idiom from Bili's side, this is a version of "killing the chicken to scare the monkey" from the Zhuyuan Continent. However, in the face of absolute power, the monkeys don't even have the strength to resist.
Upon seeing this, they all trembled with fear and their faces turned ashen.
He could only bow his head and confess his guilt, dejectedly handing over his territory and title, and was escorted to prison by guards wielding swords to await trial.
This was the most intensive, largest-scale, and most swift stripping ceremony in the history of the Zhuyuan Continent, and because it was for a reason, it would not disgrace the holy name of Empress Catherine in the slightest.
She was not a power-hungry, aloof, or arrogant tyrant; she was a sage ruler who upheld justice and was magnanimous.
Because of the Russo family's previous actions, almost all the nobles of the Red Moon Kingdom were wiped out.
The few who were able to attend this meeting were dukes and nobles from the other two kingdoms. Even if they didn't show it on their faces, they were trembling with fear inside.
The huge conference hall fell silent; the word "desolate" hardly suffices to describe it.
It was nearly dusk.
"What kind of world is this?" Yun Wei heard someone sigh. He looked around and found that everyone's expression was very unpleasant.
For those lost, dark, sinful revelries of the past eight hundred years.
But Catherine clapped her hands. "Let's believe what Yunwei said, there will be retribution. Okay, let's get back to our previous topic."
"The people from the Azure City will be temporarily settled in the Renalie Territory and the Windward Territory. Valoja, you will personally lead the men there to oversee this matter." She raised her voice and instructed the Minister of the Imperial Seal who was sitting in the distance.
Upon hearing this, the Grand Duke Liujin raised an eyebrow.
“If you really want to participate, just send the supplies over.” Catherine, unusually patient, explained gently, “I can’t let two hundred thousand people cross the continent with the news that the end of the world is coming.”
"This will only lead to one result: the already dwindling order will completely collapse. We will fail before the Lord of the Abyss arrives."
At this point, she added to Xie Mulang, "The news about Bili must also be kept under wraps until at least the end of June next year. Fighting the Abyss is what warriors are supposed to do. Telling the uninformed public in advance might not be a good thing."
Xie Mulang stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and replied, "I see. Very well."
Sid and Vivian exchanged a glance and accepted Catherine's suggestion.
Catherine continued, "I will summon the head of the Adventurers' Guild and recruit a group of mercenaries to go to Azure City by signing a life-or-death contract and offering a sufficient bounty. Together with Dragon Island and the Temu Brownies, we will fight Aromich in the Abyss."
This is already the strongest fighting force that the Zhuyuan Continent can muster.
If they can't hold on, even if the rest are all added, it will only be a drop in the ocean.
As the monarch of the Zhuyuan Continent, facing a kingdom that has undergone earth-shattering changes in the blink of an eye and a ferocious enemy, all she can do is maintain a false peace for the last six months.
“Mr. Feller, everything that happened today is very memorable. Please record and compile everything that happened here today, and I will personally write the preface.”
The old magician nodded in agreement.
The Queen looked around, and no one raised any further objections.
Thus, this impressive final meeting of the "special conference" finally came to an end.
To be honest, the result really surprised everyone.
At least, it's better than anyone expected.
Among everyone, including the originally pessimistic Yun Wei, and the originally helpless Catherine.
The guests gradually got up and left, but Yun Wei, who was unwell, remained seated upright in his original position.
His companions assumed he had something to say to His Majesty, so they didn't disturb him.
But as Richard and Xie Mulang passed by him, he turned around and said, "Rich, I'll go back to Bili City with you later."
His Highness the Silver Dragon, attending the human conference for the first time, was clearly in a very good mood, humming a hoarse, mocking tune.
Upon hearing Yun Wei's request, he flicked the fingers draped over the swordsman's shoulder and readily agreed, "Sure, then let's meet at the palace gates first thing tomorrow morning!"
After saying that, she grabbed the man next to her and strode away.
Yun Wei watched the two figures leave with a puzzled look. Little did he know that Mr. Long was eager to revisit familiar places in the city with her husband for a romantic date.
But just then, Catherine's voice came through, "Yun Wei."
Yun Wei immediately sat up straighter as if by reflex.
Catherine felt helpless; she no longer wanted to say what she had originally intended to say.
So she said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Compared to eternal life, death is destined to be only a moment."
She thought for a moment and then added, "You've been doing well lately, but you should also remember to rest."
This was supposed to be a heavy topic, but none of the three seemed to care much.
Receiving such unprecedented praise made Yun Wei feel incredibly elated, and he hurriedly promised to continue his efforts.
Therefore, he did not notice the way she looked at Isaac.
It was a look of condemnation, as if he were cursing his grandson for being worse than a beast.
Isaac touched his nose guiltily and looked away.
What happened last night...
It was indeed his fault.
He deliberately indulged Yun Wei's licentiousness.
It's his fault. He made the same promise to Yun Wei. It's all his fault.
Either way is fine.
These two... well, never mind, she can't control them anymore. The Empress pursed her lips and walked away leisurely.
In the empty conference room, Grand Duke Icebird sprawled on the table, disregarding his image, and turned his head to look at the knight beside him.
In the dim light and shadow, the other person's profile, wearing a helmet, was a pleasing silhouette in itself.
"Isa, I'm tired," he muttered absentmindedly.
The cool, handsome face turned around, and his resolute eyes looked only at him.
"I told you not to feel too much pressure... Okay, is there anything I can do for you?"
Its sound was like a violin, a low, resonant tremor.
Her eyebrows remain unchanged, stirring my heartstrings.
Yun Wei blinked. "Mm."
Now, only his eyeballs and eyelashes can move.
However, the bewildered knight, completely oblivious to the romantic gesture, leaned closer and asked, "What is it?"
The magician closed his eyes helplessly, not wanting to see his partner's cool and handsome face that was so alluring it could tempt one to commit a crime.
He growled in a hoarse voice, "It's because my body is tired."
"Take me back! Give me a back massage!"
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