At night, the Savage Continent, Fort River Valley, the Governor's Palace.

The graying Governor of the Harbor, Farano, wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked anxiously out his window at the stars in the dark night where the soldiers and the mob were stirred up were fighting in the thick of the night.

"Uncle...... Oh no, Lord Doge, we hold on! His adjutant burst into the office, a tall, burly young man.

Farano took a deep breath and sat down in his chair, his heart calming down a lot.

"Say, what's the situation now?"

"They were outnumbered, but our soldiers held off the rabble's onslaught, squeezing them into three blocks."

"What about the coastal forts? What about the situation with the coastal batteries? ”

"Close to the center of the rebellion, two batteries were lost. But the remaining seven batteries are still firmly in our hands. The shelling of these seven batteries had already sunk the galleon that had caused the riot. “

"Good, good!" Governor Falano said three "good" words in a row, and then he asked: "What is the situation in the other neighborhoods, and is there any instability?" ”

"Not yet, but our people are involved and have isolated the riot area. There shouldn't be a problem. ”

"Very well, send more reinforcements, and ask for reinforcements from nearby cities, so that the signs of this riot can be extinguished in a short time. And pay attention to the defense of grain depots and ammunition depots. “

"Yes!" Falano's lieutenant gave a military salute in a dignified manner.

Farano's heart completely settled, he propped his hands on the table, and frowned: "It's just that the identity of the instigator of this riot has not yet been determined." They have been planning for a long time, and they have prepared a whole shipload of guns and ammunition, which contains a lot of evil intentions. “

"Uncle, can't you guess who it is?"

"I can't guess it, there are too many people and forces in the world today who harbor evil intentions against the Salga Empire. The Empire occupies the most fertile land on the homeland continent, and has a large area of new territory in this new world. Now that the center is weakened, everyone wants to take a bite. Farano said.

His nephew adjutant was stunned for a moment: "Uncle, didn't you always tell me not to speak ill of the empire before?" How do you ..... now? ”

"Stinky boy, that's when I thought the central part of the empire could be revitalized again. It's like she's been repeatedly defeated and resurrected in history. But now, huh! The central government of the empire had already reduced the army of the new territory five years ago and cut a lot of funds, and the situation was so bad, who would really plan to cut their own troops, and finally indulge their subordinates to eat civilians and merchants who lacked the protection of swords and guns, if any governor wanted to forcibly maintain discipline, the only end would be a mutiny! Have you forgotten how the governor of the neighboring province died? It's only been two years! Forgot? Farano shook his head vigorously. Now, soldiers, civilians. We can only choose one. ”

"And what about the land of the nobles? I remember that the nobles of the central government had an estate in the wilderness......."

"Huh." Farano glared hard at his stupid nephew, who immediately didn't dare to speak.

"The central and local nobles are watching the central imperial power fall, so they can pounce on it and eat and drink!! They are the fattest ones in the future, and you dare to offend them now? Die. Farano hated that iron could not be made of steel, and nodded at the head of his stupid nephew. Don't get out of here and give orders. “

"Oh." Farano's nephew, the adjutant, answered, scratched his hair, and walked to the door of the office.

"It's time to think of a way back, go back and find a powerful nobleman or a local governor to unite, and you can't follow the broken ship in the center of the empire anymore. The Salga Empire is now a diseased beast, surrounded by hungry wolves, sea sharks, and snakes and scorpions inside. But because the remnants of the Great Empire are still there, no one is worried that the empire will kill itself when it is dying, and they don't want to be the first to pounce. The empire itself was overwhelmed, and the situation in the Savage Lands was even worse, and now it was like dancing on a fire full of fire oil with matches. Just throw a little spark into it, and it's what it is. “

Thinking of this, Governor Farano's eyes flashed.

"Now the situation in the wilderness is so bad, and the contradictions between various groups of people are highly intensified. At this time, there was a riot that was instigated, and there was no force on the homeland continent that could control the situation here. The outcome of the ignition is unpredictable, so why did the people on the ship go to such great lengths to detonate the situation? ”

Governor Farano patted his head, and he immediately figured out the key part: "Someone is going to start biting at the empire itself." They feared fierce retaliation from the dying Empire, so they first weakened the power to contain the Empire. They don't care where the lit fire will go and what it will burn into. What kind of forces will make the hell? Is it an internal ghost or an external enemy? ”

Governor Farano had just come up with a sign in his mind when a nice female voice came from the door of his office.

"Oops, I'm sorry! Look at my recklessness! ”

Governor Farano looked up and saw his burly nephew standing in the doorway of his office, his tall figure blocking the appearance of the visitor.

Governor Farano only saw the papers, the long hair and epaulettes of the woman at the office door, and what appeared to be a female officer.

"Oh, huh? Do I have a female officer of that rank here? Farano was confused, and he was about to ask.

But when the fire flashed, a projectile shattered his chest, and Governor Farano was surprised to see the blood on his chest splattered all over his desk, and a sharp pain came from his chest, and only then did a gunshot sound rang out in his ears.

His eyes went dark and he collapsed on his desk.

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Humming softly to the tune of her hometown, Lanna thrust the flintlock revolver back into the pouch of the burly officer in front of her, and returned it to its owner.

Lanna had just entered the door when she accidentally bumped into the burly young man's arms, so she used her slender dagger to leave a mark on the young officer's heart as a gift of apology.

With a slight push from the slender jade hand, the young man with a frightened expression on his face fell to the ground like a sack full of dirt.

Blood from outside the door also flowed into the room, and the four guards guarding outside the office, each with a long, deadly wound in their neck.

Lanna's boots were stained with blood, but she didn't care. With the help of Black Hawk's Iron Claw, Lanna can understand the terrain of the Doge's Palace in all directions without having to find out in advance.

Wearing a straight military uniform, a perfect figure with a convex front and backward curve, holding a stack of documents in his forearms, and a sweet smile on his face. All the way to the heart of the Governor's Palace. is like a tiger entering a flock, killing with one move.

Lanna Dalk walked over to her desk and lifted up the body with the hole in her chest, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "Good luck, good luck." It was only hit in the chest, not in the head. “

With a quick swing of the slender dagger in Lanna's hand, the governor's head was cut off.

She listened intently to the distant sound of "There are gunshots!" "From the Governor." and other screams and hurried footsteps.

Lanna Darke smiled and climbed out of the window with her head in her hand.

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"Lord Governor!" "There are corpses all over the road! Oh, my God! “

A belated group of guards looked at the corpse at the door of the office, and they looked inside, where the headless corpse in the general's uniform was sitting in a chair.

There were exclamations from outside, too, and the quickest of the guards rushed to the window.

Outside the window, on the flagpole, a slender dagger pierced the head of their governor, nailing the head to the flagpole.

At the critical moment of the Fort Valle riots, the governor of the Salga Empire was assassinated and his head was nailed to a flagpole.

"The first gift from the people of Irma. Welcome to it. Lanna Dark, standing on the roof not far away, fed a small salted fish to the black eagle on her shoulder, and then she disappeared into the night.

The next morning, the Salga army, which had lost its commander-in-chief, was defeated by civilians armed with rudimentary weapons, and the revolt took over the port city.