"Huh?"

Fred nodded lightly as if agreeing with the adjutant's opinion, but he also only nodded and did not give a clear answer.

Calvin also wisely did not continue to speak, he looked through the crack in the hidden door at a soldier wearing a sergeant major uniform who was walking towards the office, and pushed the hidden door open at the first time.

The sound of reverberating footsteps in the hallway and the cold wind convection from the windows woke Fred from his deep suspension.

The sergeant major walked to the door just when the door was opened, and the sergeant major first nodded politely to Calvin, and then looked at Fred's military salute with a serious and rigid expression, and then reported, "Sir, several more nobles have come to visit you." ”

Today, Fred was destined to be unsettled, and the successive visits of the nobles left him without even time for lunch.

It wasn't until about half past two in the afternoon that Fred's 'reception' was completely over, and by the time Fred arrived at Twilight Square with the adjutantant's report, it was already half past three.

At this moment, the carriages at the various intersections of the Twilight Square have long been unable to pass normally, because the citizens who have come from all districts of the city have blocked the entrances of each block so that not even a fly can fly in!

After tossing for more than half an hour, Fred's carriage passed through the special passage of the police station with the help of the police officers, and successfully reached the military headquarters building located at the left-hand corner of Twilight Square before four o'clock.

In Sira Marne's busy office, Fred's waited for a full hour without seeing Sira Marne in person, and finally had to return to his office in the military headquarters building first.

While Fred was waiting, some people arrived from other parts of the city, adding to the confusion of the already crowded square.

"The police department informed the whole city that they were going to publicly sentence the nobles. While his boss waited, Adjutant Calvin found out what was going on in the city while they were receiving the nobles.

"Commoners loved nothing more than to see the nobles executed, and they didn't even care why the nobles were executed. Calvin looked indifferently at the excited citizens in the square below, and at the aristocratic group surrounded by the citizens like a lonely boat in the sea, "Although the police station can take the initiative by doing this, it is equivalent to completely putting them on the opposite side of the aristocracy, and the police station will not be calm for a long time in the future." ”

"Not for a long time... This matter will have a result tomorrow, it is like on the battlefield, it has reached the final decisive moment, and the two warring sides do not care so much. Fred calmly looked out the window at the crowd in the square, watching the nobles in the crowd roar at their surroundings, as if they could hear their cursing in his ears.

When the shouting and cheers reached their climax, the doors of the police headquarters were pushed open, and Baron Hanina led a group of senior police officers to slowly walk up to the makeshift platform equipped with loudspeakers.

"Look over there, my lord!" Adjutant Calvin pointed to the corner of the street across the window. There, a group of soldiers dressed in garrison corps armor were maintaining security at the intersection, checking everyone who entered the square.

"I don't remember my garrison receiving orders today to keep Twilight Square safe. Fred's eyelids couldn't help jumping, and he blinked vigorously as if he didn't believe seeing everything. As he spoke, more soldiers of the garrison marched into the square from the direction of Main Street, and under the sound of loud military trumpets, they controlled the originally chaotic scene.

"The garrison corps is now part of the military department, and Sira Marne can deploy any garrison corps without your consent at all, but... The premise is that she must first be authorized by the King's Office. Calvin explained in a low voice, "It's clear that Sheila Marne is authorized at the moment. ”

"Is Sir Marne warning me?" said Fred, grabbing the report in his hand, as he watched the scholars in the robes of the Chancellor ascend to the high platform erected by the police station, and watched as they slowly unfolded the verdicts in their hands.

"Sir Marne is a true knight, a typical Crewe general, and if she were to warn you, she would have come to you directly and explain it to you, not by such means..."Calvin looked at the castle of Kaval not far away, "It is the lord in Fort Kawar who really wants to warn you!"

Fred was shocked, squinted at Calvin, his breathing became a little short at this moment, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Maybe it was a mistake for us to come to the royal capital, I am not suitable to stay in this place at all." ”

"It is not up to you and me to decide whether to come to the king or not, unless you submit your resignation to Your Majesty now. ”

"Yes, too... We simply can't decide our own destiny. ”

"No one can decide their own fate, look at these people below..."Calvin stared at the invincible Baron Hannina on the high platform, "even those who seem to see their fate in control are just going with the flow!"

A louder noise echoed over the square as the two spoke, and a summer heat wave hit Fred's face through the cracks in the window, ending their conversation.

Led by two paladins, nearly a hundred nobles who were locked in magical shackles were taken under the high platform by the police officers. The aristocrats, apparently surprised by the presence of so many civilians in the vicinity, excitedly protested to the nearby police officers and judges, but were ruthlessly refused.

"Silence!"

Hanina's voice echoed over the square through a megaphone, drowning out the crowd's stumble of curses and cheers.

Whether it was a nobleman or a commoner, when the sharp voice of the megaphone spread, they all subconsciously closed their eyes, and looked at the tall female police officer on the high platform with enthusiasm, hatred, or suspicion.

"After deliberation between the King's Office, the Prime Minister's Government, the Supreme Court of the Kingdom and the Police, and in accordance with the National Laws of the Kingdom of Kruria, the Statutes of Nobility, and the Regulations of the Kingdom of Wars, the following ninety-seven persons are sentenced as follows..."

Hanina's cold, emotionless voice was heard through a loudspeaker to every corner of the square, and every time she announced a verdict, it was always accompanied by countless cheers and angry curses. However, although the citizens and nobles in the square were like ignited explosives, as if they could explode at any moment, no real conflict broke out in the square until Hanina read the verdict of the last nobleman.

At the window of the attic of the castle gate, Cowlier heard the cheers of the people in his ears, looking at the nearly a hundred nobles who were as panicked as rats in the sewers under the gaze of the commoners, and looking at Hanina, who was like a hero in the cheers of the people, and couldn't help whispering:

"The majesty and honor that the nobility has built up over hundreds of years are completely diluted at this moment, but I don't know... How will Your Majesty feel when you see this scene?"

After talking to himself, the old mage looked at the assistant beside him, "Have you recorded all the pictures you recorded?"

"Of course... Headmaster, you can see for yourself, you may never see such a picture again. The assistant quickly flipped through the magic photographs he had recorded, and his words were filled with the sentiment and excitement peculiar to young people.

The old mage didn't care about the assistant's faux pas, he took the photo and looked at the excited faces of the citizens after the 'victory' in the photo, and looked at the nobles who were like lost dogs after being sentenced, and the desperate and helpless eyes of the nobles in gorgeous clothes surrounded by the citizens.

"Hehe!" Collier looked at these images and burst out laughing for some reason.

"Kick and kick" There was a sudden sound of thick footsteps at the wooden staircase of the city wall. The footsteps are fast-paced, but not chaotic.

When the old mage turned his head, two knights of the oath in light armor appeared in his eyes, their breastplates and necklines embroidered with shields to prove their identity.

"Sir Collier, Sir Marne has invited you to the conference room of the Military Headquarters, she has something to discuss with you. "The color of the shield pattern on the knight's body is clearly different from that of the Fort Cowindburg Man, which means that they are only the Knights of the Oath of Sira Marne, not the Marne.

"When?"

"An hour later. ”

"Tell Sir Marne that I will show up on time. Cowlier turned his head back to look back at Twilight Square, where the crowd was slowly dispersing under the command of the garrison and guards.

At this time, on the drawbridge outside the castle gates, Sira Marne and her retinue were slowly passing by on horseback, and Cowlier's gaze shifted from the crowd that was gradually dispersing in the distance to Sira Marne, who had just left Her Majesty the Queen.

Perhaps sensing the gaze of the visiting, Sirah-Marne turned her head abruptly as the old mage cast her gaze. The two nodded to each other for a brief moment, and then withdrew their gaze at the same time in tacit understanding.

"Keep these pictures and don't show them to anyone but me. Cowlier looked at the skies that were fading in winter, changed the subject and said in a relaxed tone, "Why don't you go for some barbecue? ”

"My lord, you're going to a meeting of the military headquarters in an hour!" the assistant couldn't help but remind.

"There's no way you're going to make me hungry to a meeting, are you? It was a meeting of the military department, not a meeting of the non-commissioned officer academy, what are you anxious about?"

...

Fred hadn't been so nervous in a long time, and he didn't know why he had been cautious all his life, and he would suddenly lose his breath at the last critical moment.

Fred had endured it from a very early age, enduring the taunts of his colleagues and even his subordinates, and enduring the look in their high-minded eyes as if they were seeing bedbugs. And recently, he suddenly found that his status had unconsciously begun to surpass those who looked down on him, and his status was being swapped with them.

Fred lost himself for a moment with a sense of superiority that he had never felt before, and he didn't know when he began to sell his authority, or when he began to think that he had become an important figure in Crewe.

If the words of the previous adjutant could make him realize that some of his previous actions were wrong, then the previous garrison corps was transferred out of the camp without his knowledge, which directly made him feel as if he had fallen into the deep sea of winter, which made people feel frightened and cold.

At this moment, in this spacious conference room, Fred was dragging the report written by the adjutant in his hand, and was seriously doing the report in front of the three ministers of the National Intelligence Office.

Fred's report was actually not much, and in less than five minutes he made things clear.

After listening to Fred's report, the three ministers looked at each other, and did not speak at the first time, but all lowered their heads and flipped through the copy of the document in Fred's hand.

"Since the restructuring of the government and the recapture of most of the power in the hands of the nobility, the issue of corruption has always been a matter of primary concern to His Majesty. Hannina rubbed her hands vigorously on her face to keep herself awake, "It was the corruption problem that caused the chaos in Harrence Province. ”

Hanina's wrinkled eyes stared at Fred, "You've been stationed in Harrance Province for more than two years, so you should be well aware of the problems involved, and the garrison has just been relocated to Crewe City for less than two months, and there are such problems within you, you... How do you explain it?"

"The original elite corps of the garrison corps has long followed His Majesty to the Elok Territory, and now most of the garrison corps in Crewe City are newly recruited, and it is very good that Lieutenant General Fred has been able to train these recruits to the current level in just two months. As Fred's immediate boss, although she knows that her subordinates are indeed at fault, she will not tolerate the deliberate accusations of the police department.

"The garrison has just been relocated, and Sir Fred has to train the soldiers and coordinate the relationship with the various departments, and some negligence can still be forgiven, but..."Cowlier also began to say, "The current situation in Crewe City cannot allow any accidents to happen to the garrison, especially tomorrow!"

"Do you understand what I mean?" the old mage's sloppy gaze suddenly fell on Fred.

"Of course, my lord, I can vouch... Tomorrow, all the officers and men of the garrison corps will be His Majesty's most loyal soldiers, and they will give everything to ensure the stability of the city. Fred made a solemn and serious statement.

"Good!" said Sira Marne, before Hanina could speak, "you already have your own plan, then follow your own plan, we need the result, not the process." As she spoke, she patted the document in her hand and pointed to the investigation plan for corruption at the garrison department.

"I think..."

"Baron Hanina, the police department has more important matters tonight, and your limited police force should not be wasted on such a trivial matter. Cowlier interrupted Hanina, who had apparently guessed what the female constable wanted to do.