ACT107 Night of TurmoilVIII.
The year of the Red Moon, February 27, night.
In Ensada, an extremely important commercial city in the Northland, everyone witnessed such a scene with their own eyes-
At this moment, the night turned into day, the twinkling stars disappeared, and countless eyes converged to a corner of the sky, where a crack seemed to appear between the sky and the earth—
It was a dazzling white pillar of light, and when this pillar of light went straight into the sky, there were circles of white ripples distributed over the entire city, which was not a cloud, but a beautiful ribbon of light like a rainbow, but its color was not as colorful as a rainbow, but a simple and pure white!
However, this spectacular and bizarre scene is enough to shock people!
At this time in Ensada, people came out of the street corners, they looked up at the sky, and watched this scene almost with a reverent and worshipful heart-
The ultimate divine power warmed everyone's hearts like the sun, and they felt that the cold night in Ensada was no longer cold at this moment, and the thick oppressive atmosphere that had originally permeated and filled the city had also dissipated like a dim cloud at this time.
This is a miracle!
More and more people sighed, and at the Shenghui Church on Palm Street, every believer of the church has come to the open square, and the believers have gathered, looking at this scene and began to pray silently. The priest was by their side, and the day was like those important festivals in the past, but at this time, one of the most important people was missing, the priest, Ms. Askia—
The goddess had left the church, and not long ago, the passers-by of Palm Street saw Lady Esquea, dressed in a holy white robe, riding a horse and whipping all the way, and her usually gentle and tranquil face was full of anxiety—
No one had ever seen such a scene in Ensada as she passed through a carriage and a crowded street intersection, and the lady was driving a horse at high speed and almost collided with a carriage -
A head poked out of the carriage, a local nobleman, who was about to open his mouth to denounce the other party's rude and dangerous behavior, but when he saw that the figure was actually the bishop of the church, Ms. Esquea, he froze—
He was very familiar with Lady Esquea, and Lady Askia's frustration did not have time to see his appearance clearly, and he opened his mouth to try to say hello, but in the blink of an eye, Lady Askia's back had disappeared far from the other side of the street.
"What the hell is going on?"
He muttered to himself.
"City Lord's Mansion."
"City Lord's Mansion?"
Driving the carriage was his personal servant, a young man with some Epham blood, he turned his head to look at the sky not far away, the spectacular sight still made him a little distracted at this moment, following his line of sight, the noble gentleman in the carriage also noticed this scene, he blinked, and when he noticed this scene, the pedestrians who came and went in the street stopped to stop—
Dense footsteps rang out from everywhere, it was the soldiers patrolling the city, the night was about to enter the curfew, but when they found that the vision in the sky actually came from the city lord's mansion, they became nervous one by one, the soldiers gathered under the order of the commander, and then hurried towards the city lord's palace defense together.
They didn't know exactly what was going on, but it was their duty to protect the lords.
……
After about twenty minutes, Ms. Esquea finally arrived at the Lord's Mansion from the church, and it was a terrible scene like hell on earth, large swaths of buildings were in flames, the beautiful gardens of the Lord's Mansion were reduced to ashes, the streets were filled with the smell of burning, and groups of soldiers were haunting, carrying buckets of water, and were fetching water from wells in the vicinity, trying to extinguish the raging fire, which was spreading rapidly—
The burning flames are like dancing demons, devouring everything, between the scorching red and the hot, two figures came out of the ground, the people in front of the gate of the city lord's mansion looked at these two black shadows, when they approached, Stewart and the others saw clearly that the two were Matthew and Kenneth.
Matthew also carried a maid dressed as a maid on his shoulder.
"Matthew, what's going on?"
Stewart asked—this inquiry represented everyone's hearts at this time, even Miss Mage, who was crying, raised her little head, and at this moment, all eyes converged on Matthew's smoky face, with hope, confusion, and pain in his eyes......
"Gross—"
Matthew had never felt so difficult to utter a word, he just glanced at these people, and couldn't help but hang his head in frustration, his answer didn't look like a real answer, but his dejected look had told everyone the real answer.
Silence, silence.
The atmosphere froze as if frozen, and everyone's heart was cooling and turning into a piece of ice.
***********
Although the soldiers who came to fight the fire kept busy, the fire in the city lord's mansion inevitably affected the surrounding buildings, and the whole street was plunged into a raging fire, and the nearby municipal offices of the Ensada Territory were all around, although at this time of the night most of the officials had returned home from their day's work, but the personnel on duty found out about this change, and they panicked and chose to flee-
After a while, the news of the fire in the City Lord's Mansion had spread quickly throughout the city—
Until the fire engulfed one building after another in the city lord's mansion, the soldiers who had arrived temporarily did not see the figure of Count Lambert, and their hearts gradually sank, and a bad feeling was rising from their hearts and their commanders—
The death of the lord.
After the soldiers thought of this fact, no one spoke, and they were all stunned on the spot, and some loyal officers pursed their lips tightly, and tears glistened in their eyes - they saw a group of mercenaries crying silently in front of the gate of the city lord's mansion, but at this time, no one came to interrogate the mercenaries.
Ensada lost his lordship.
More and more people are realizing the fact that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the ambitious people hiding all over the city, who emerge like filthy rats from dark corners or holes without natural predators, only to gather in droves into a rushing turbulence.
The situation quickly became chaotic.
Under the daily high-pressure control, Ensada lost its original order, and in the bustling commercial streets, the mob brandished weapons and tools and rushed into the shops, the clerks screamed, accompanied by the sound of smashing and breaking goods, the whole street fell into a scene of chaos on this night. I want to talk about "Gross the Thief" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~