As soon as Matilda's words fell, the entire council hall erupted into a buzzing discussion.

Whether it was the members of the aristocratic faction, the representatives from the wealthy towns, or the representatives of the mages and scholars' associations at all levels, they all fell into the same consternation at this moment, and the consternation was followed by irrepressible doubts and heated discussions.

At this moment, they even forgot the demeanor and rules they usually followed.

Amid the amidst the discussion, one of the councillors finally stood up and demanded a more detailed explanation, while others shouted that it was a crazy idea, emphasizing that doing so would lead the empire into unprecedented and terrible chaos, and that Matilda, the center of the storm, was just watching it all quietly, unsurprised by what was happening before her.

Parliament...... This product of the New Deal had been in operation for more than a decade in the Typhon Empire, and its earlier prototype, the Noble Council, had existed in the land for even longer. No one could deny the historical role and practical value of this event to Typhon's development, and even at this moment, Matilda was well aware of the significance of the "council", and understood the consternation and helplessness of the councillors at the moment, so for the first ten minutes, she did not speak at all, just leaving time for the people in the hall to confirm and digest the news—and slowly calm down.

Finally, one by one, the agitated councillors closed their mouths under Matilda's calm gaze, and the humming hall slowly fell silent.

The Count of Düreux did not participate in the discussion, he sat quietly in his place, looking at the men and women he was familiar with in the past ten minutes, with a thoughtful look on his face, and his mind summed up the changes in the situation in Aldenan in recent times and the news from various sources, and for half a minute, he also remembered the previous visit to Cecil with the envoy - at last, he looked up just in time to see the imperial pearl rise from his chair.

Matilda stood up, her gesture bringing complete silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I can name each and every one of you, I know each and every one of you, I know—and understand you," she said, looking around the hall before speaking slowly in a calm voice, "so I understand your doubts and anxieties at the moment, but please be patient with me—the royal family has no intention of disrupting the stable order we have maintained for so long, much less attacking the parliament we have jointly established out of malice and other ulterior motives. ”

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on herself, Matilda paused for a moment and continued:

"The Empire is facing a crisis, one unlike any other challenge we've ever faced—and I'm not just talking about the 'war' with Cecil, and it's not just the recent anomalies of the Church of the God of War, the reasons behind those anomalies are even more chilling.

"There are fatal holes in our armies, traitors in our aristocracy, and our churches and people are being eroded by some evil force—these things are menacing and trying to subvert the order of the Empire, and their most terrible thing is their rapid destruction, unpredictable actions, and powerful ability to penetrate and inhibit. I'm sure all of you here are well aware of the recent changes in the situation and the news circulating in the Imperial Capital, so you should understand what I mean.

"Parliament is clearly powerless in the face of this challenge – I do not deny the relevance of parliament and its role in the Empire, but in the current exceptional circumstances, we must replace it with a more efficient, controlled, and safely closed group.

"The Empire will enter a state of emergency from today, the Royal Cabinet headed by His Majesty Rosetta will take full control of many powers of Parliament, all military, administrative and religious units will be directly under the orders of the Emperor, we must mobilize the army and clear the country of instability with maximum efficiency, restore stability to Aldnan in the shortest possible time, unite the forces of the Empire in the shortest possible time, and resolve this crisis in the shortest possible time.

"And as for all of you sitting here...... Please be completely relieved. Parliament is only temporarily closed, and this is only part of the state of emergency – and while this is the first time we have implemented an 'emergency bill' of this magnitude, rest assured that everything is under His Majesty's control. You don't have to worry about your safety and reputation—everyone under the Triple Spire is the pride of the upper echelons of the Empire, and I believe in the loyalty of each and every one of you, and Your Majesty believes in that too.

"Then, loyal and upright councillors, you should also understand the efforts of the royal family to safeguard the interests of the Empire—the choices you make today will be noble and worthy of being recorded in history.

"This is a rare opportunity to make a great contribution to the Empire and prove yourself, so take advantage of it.

"I'm done talking."

Matilda's every word was gentle and polite, as if with the power of involuntarily trusting and relaxing, and the Count of Durre sat in the seat below, quietly listening to what Her Royal Highness the Princess had said, but sighed slightly in his heart.

What an impeccable statement – now that the reasoning session is over.

Of course, for some people in this hall, they will continue to work hard - the Count of Durer sees some councillors standing up to speak, some councillors seem to be discussing something with those around them, others are casting some teleportation spells that are allowed to be used in the hall, and they seem to be contacting their own contacts to ask for some intelligence help.

The Count of Düreux glanced at the speculative merchant not far away, and saw that the other party's chubby face was full of anxiety, but this time he had no thought of despising the other party in his heart. Then he lowered his head again and glanced at the ornate ring with a large gem on his finger.

After a moment's thought, he brought the ring in front of him and poured magic into it—the expensive magic prop brightened slightly, and a voice came directly into the ears of the Count of Durreux: "My lord, what do you command?" ”

"Where is the Knights of the Protectorate?"

"They're on Parliament Street and Upper Cross blocks."

"Where's Duke Ferdinand?"

"Duke Ferdinand left the Obsidian Palace an hour ago—but we have no way of finding out the whereabouts of Lord Duke."

"That's enough."

Count Dürer exhaled, rubbed his slightly sore brow, and then decided to raise his hands and feet in favor of His Majesty's emergency bill.

……

The corridors of the Royal Mage Society were deep and long, and a staggered figure slowly walked through the corridors and arches depicting the portraits of the great mages of history, artificial nerve cords squirming slightly under the robes, and a terrifying grinding sound could be heard.

The mages passing by all felt the oppression and gloom coming from the black-robed figure, but no one would show the slightest disrespect to this figure strolling around the mage guild - even though the latter wore a private robe with no logo, did not wear the insignia of the mage guild, and hardly took the initiative to greet anyone on the road.

Even so, everyone who passed by the figure would respectfully stop, bow slightly, and call out "Master Daniel".

Daniel would simply nod his head in response—it was already the most amiable and friendly reaction he could make in this place.

At the end of this corridor, Daniel stopped.

He looked up at the wall on the side of the hallway, where there were several blank spaces, one of which had been painted with simple lines, and the smell of some kind of paint wafted faintly into the air.

After a long moment, he suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked in the other direction around the corner of the corridor - a female mage in a lilac skirt robe appeared there as if out of thin air, walking towards this direction.

The mages who passed by stopped at the sight of the woman, saluted respectfully, and called her "President Mapel."

Windsor Marpel responded cordially and kindly to the greetings of the people around her, but her pace did not slow down at all, and she walked straight to Daniel, with a slight smile on her face: "I didn't expect you to come so early. ”

"Well, I just have some free time," Daniel nodded faintly, although his attitude was still cold, but there was no obvious resistance and disdain for the Mage Guild, he said as he looked up at the corridor next to him, his brow furrowed slightly, "Which fame and fortune person is going to be drawn in this corridor?" ”

Windsor Marpel glanced at her mentor twice, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "It's you, my mentor." ”

Daniel's stiff face finally changed in surprise, his yellowed eyes widened slightly, glanced at the portrait on the wall, and then looked back at his former apprentice, his brow furrowed more obviously than just now: "Me? It's not funny. ”

"This is not a joke, this is something that the high-ranking representatives of the Mage Association have unanimously agreed on, and even His Majesty has approved it."

"I'm not a member of your association for a long time." Daniel said in a somewhat strange tone.

"Neither is Lord Richard in the fourth, nor is Lady Marina Winton in the twelfth," Windsor Marpel said with a smile, "No one has ever ruled that only portraits of members of the Mage Guild can be painted in the Sage Gallery, and you are clearly qualified to be among them—you have almost single-handedly built the Empire's magical industrial base system, allowing us to find our way in time at a critical juncture in the changing times, and this alone has met the criteria of a 'sage'." ”

Daniel's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his eyes rolled several times in front of the unoutlined mural, but he didn't say a word, only Windsor Marpel's voice came from the side: "I know, this was one of your biggest dreams back then—and while you may not care about it now, I think you're more than qualified to be in this corridor."

"In terms of achievements that can change the times, you are clearly far more than a president of the Association who has been appointed step by step."

After a few seconds of silence, Daniel tugged at the corners of his mouth and turned to walk forward, "Boring move." ”

Listening to this disdainful and indifferent assessment, Windsor Marpel couldn't help but laugh: the mentor didn't ask him to send someone to shovel the things off the wall.

She turned to follow Daniel's footsteps, who turned his head slightly and said casually: "I'm here to hand over the technical data of the telecommunication device to you - the Industrial Fabrication Association has completed the drawing design of the energy and amplification structure, and passed the acceptance in the laboratory, our work is done, and the rest is yours." ”

"It's timely!" "In this way, the transceiver I designed will completely solve the energy problem, and the next step is to enter the practical phase – now that the towers are ready for a complete makeover, everything is perfectly timed." ”

Daniel snorted, and then a slightly mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Not long ago, more than half of the people in the Mage Guild were still fiercely discussing the cost and feasibility of renovating the national teleportation tower network, and they were blushing one by one, as if they were not hesitating to break with the whole world for the sake of the interests of the empire, but now you have made all the transformation plans...... The wind in the association is really turning as fast as it was back then. ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Windsor Marpel's face, and she shook her head with a wry smile: "You should know about the recent changes in the atmosphere in the city, and you have heard some unconfirmed ...... Gossip. ”

"Quite a bit," said Daniel casually, "though I don't want to hear it, but living in Aldernan, it's hard to be quiet in anyone's ears." ”

“…… Mages are the sharpest of the group," Windsor Marpel sighed, "Pride may be, but pride can't match the imperial power—it's not that the wind in the guild is turning too fast, it's that Aldennan's wind is turning too fast." ”

Daniel stopped in his footsteps and muttered softly with a thoughtful expression, "Is the wind in Aldenan going......"

"Mentor," Windsor Marpel didn't seem to hear the muffled voice of the old man beside her, "what did you say?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just lamenting that there are so many things to disturb in this city," Daniel shook his head, and then asked seemingly casually, "By the way, I heard that you figured out those strange 'deep sea runes' that the Cecil people gave us?" ”

"Far from being able to figure it out," said Windsor Marper, "those things are stranger than I thought, even inexplicably weird—as the Cecil people explained in advance, those so-called 'deep sea runes' come from the hands of civilizations other than humans, and the difference between the two civilizations is greater than the difference between humans and elves, so it may not be so easy to understand the logic of those runes." But fortunately, even if you don't understand the deep logic, those runes can still play a role, and experiments have proven that after using those deep sea runes to build a fully enclosed space, it can block any form of spiritual pollution, and can even have a strong purifying effect on individuals who have been polluted......"

“…… Oh, that sounds interesting," Daniel raised an eyebrow, "I'd like to see what you've built when I have time." ”

"Of course, it's in the Obsidian Palace, and Your Majesty should be glad you're interested in it—you're also an expert in the field of runes, after all."