Chapter 261: Decline and Resurrection (3)

The commoners did not pay much attention to the nobles, and certainly did not act at this time because of their sighs and sighs - but they valued their face, and in a festival such as the Awakening Festival, the part that had been used in the past to play the role of the Holy Maiden Sibu was gone, and the commoners would first vent their dissatisfaction with the nobles - the commoners did not care about the difference between the blue vine grass and the flower of Barlow, nor did they care about the struggle between these nobles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoWhile there are people among the common people who can understand these things, there are also people who are dissatisfied.

The latter account for the vast majority.

After all, the Awakening Festival is a rare festival that can be enjoyed by the common people, and the festival has not become grander than usual, but it has become more humiliated, which is unacceptable to anyone.

Misse's face couldn't help but become very ugly, and it was difficult to continue his usual smile.

"Your Majesty...... Please don't take those things to heart. The one who spoke was Viscount Avril - who had taken over his previous position two years earlier, and who many people had recently believed to have led the Avril family to new heights.

"Viscount Avril, do you think this matter has anything to do with you?" said Dahl Morgan slowly, his casual remarks that made Viscount Avril's face a little ugly - it was out of nowhere.

"Earl Morgan, do you think you have the power to judge everyone in your position as the Director of Hilton's Investigations?" Viscount Avril said coldly, "not to mention that it has nothing to do with us. ”

"Really, I thought Polina would be able to take the stage in this case?" Dahl didn't care much about his sarcasm.

"I want you to know what you're talking about. "It's true that Viscount Avril and Earl Morgan don't have a good relationship - but no one knows why it's so bad, and when they open their mouths, they are so-for-tat, as if something happened before that the nobles didn't know.

Misse interrupted them with a cold face: "That's enough—you'd better think about what to do now." What's more, the Hilton Investigation Agency was established at my request, and Earl Morgan was also arranged by me, Viscount Avril, if you have any complaints, you can mention it to me later. ”

Viscount Avril's expression turned pale, and he knew that Misse was very dissatisfied with the Avril family at this time.

It was he who was sure that Polina Avril could play the role of the good saint Sibu, and although he tried his best to clear himself afterwards, it obviously had no effect. It's incredibly discouraging. This farce also made things uncontrollable today. It can be said to be a disaster.

Most of the nobles didn't know what to do, and Viscount Avril looked at Corifo as if he was asking for help, but Corifo and Jill were too busy to find the reason for Sharon's madness at this time, and they didn't even notice Viscount Avril's dodgy gaze - but anyway, this holy woman Sibu, Sharon, had failed before she was on stage.

Only one Saint Sib can be found every year - who else can they go to now?

Misen's cold face made these nobles feel weak.

"Are there any other candidates? what about Polina Avril?" said Lelia Wizdem, a man of great height, in the midst of the nobles of high rank, her eyes sharp as she swept toward the commoners who were in a commotion because of their restlessness.

"Madame, but...... "Jean -- this brown-haired, somewhat fat middle-aged man is Jean Gabriel, now Duke Gabriel," Polina ...... said, looking at the unusually sharp words spoken by his aggressive wife in this icy atmosphere.

"A person with a bad record who has been ostracized by the Holy See, I don't think the Holy See will want her to hold this sacred position again. Duncan Morrows's attitude was still very resolute.

"But -- there's no one else, isn't it? The Awakening Rite is a festival that belongs to the Kingdom of Lutheran -- and if these civilians make a fuss, we will pay a greater price to suppress it. Lyria's tone was cold, and although her opinions were always considered radical, they also represented certain opinions at this time.

"Find Polina. Misse made a quick decision.

"Okay, we'll be right over. Viscount Avril's face showed a look of surprise, and he immediately replied, even if he was usually very afraid of Duncan, he didn't care so much at this time, and stumbled out of the crowd.

"Your Majesty!" said those who were loyal to Erentia.

However, the look on Misse's serious face clearly indicated that his decision could not be changed.

"Your Majesty, why be in such a hurry—there may be someone else?" and then the tied up staff spoke, his smiling face was hard to believe - but they really seemed to have to trust him at this point, didn't they?

"What about the Virgen Sibu?"

"Last year's saints were powerless enough - what about this year?"

"I'm afraid I can't find anyone anymore?"

"Sure enough, King Andrew is more worth looking forward to!"

……

Misse frowned, as a new king, those commoners really should be arrested—but just this one thing?

Political decisions are always fraught with irritability, and Misé's eyes swept over the nobles.

"Is there anyone who can replace them?" said Aldrich Wizdem, who stood in an unobtrusive position to-day, whose stern face could not bear to look at him, whose status seemed to be declining since Miser took office, and whose nobles looked at him as he spoke.

This is a force that belongs to the Wyzdem family, and it is difficult for anyone to erase its influence.

"No ......," Dahl Morgan paused, trying to answer.

But at this moment - there was an exclamation, not only of the commoners, but also of the nobles.

The light used at night for the Awakening Festival is provided by magic, and as long as magic exists, these lights will always exist, but at this time, the lights are all gone, and no one knows what is going on, and they are at a loss.

"What's going on?" said a number of nobles.

The magicians hadn't had time to turn the lights back on - for the magic had indeed "vanished" in a panic.

But the light soon came to light - it was actually the flowers on the high platform, which were covered with a veil of white light, which illuminated the high platform, and the people were surprised to see a slender figure appearing there - no one knew who she was, and the commoners were surprised, and the nobles were surprised.

The music was the responsibility of the bards, who were commoners rather than nobles - and therefore did not know the interlude, nor the arrangement of the high platform, and when a figure appeared on the high platform, they subconsciously began to play music - the music of this world was very simple, just simple orchestral instruments. The sounds, however, were varied, and the kind of passionate music they rarely heard.

Who is she?