Chapter 22: Lady Dunnis

readx;? Sensing the danger, Alice subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, but only caught the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Alice is like a frightened rabbit, her body bounces back, her newly opened eyes have not yet adjusted to the glimmer of light in the dark, and the only feeling is that what has been forced into her mouth is still in place.

Alice took it off, and although she couldn't see it clearly, she could feel that it was a crumpled piece of paper.

"Ouch, ouch!"

In the midst of curious and mischievous questions, a small face punched over. Alice slapped it with a palm, but still could only touch the air.

"Hmph, Alice is a villain! I only know how to bully people, and I won't play with you anymore!"

The voice rang out again, turning into a bulging reproach.

"Bess, why are you?" Alice, who had calmed down a little, finally recognized the strange creature that had shoved the paper ball into her mouth by the sound of her voice and the glimmer of light in the darkness.

During her months in the underworld, Alice was convinced that it would not be difficult for a winged elf to slip into a prison surrounded like a barrel and find someone.

Sophia says that Beth is going to find Alice and feed her. Bezy crossed her waist and flew around Alice's head.

"What?Sophia?" Alice was overjoyed to hear the name, "You mean, Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

By this time, Alice had no idea how tears were streaming down her cheeks. After months of torture and suffering, it finally came time to usher in the dawn. She almost liked to exhale, but suddenly she remembered the jailer patrolling outside, and Alice had to force her emotions to suppress her emotions and lower her voice in order to avoid alarming the guards.

"Eat! Eat!" Bessie urged, pointing to the ball of paper.

"Nope. Alice smiled, she understood what Sophia wanted to convey through Bes, "This is a letter from Her Royal Highness the Princess, I want to see what is written in it first." ā€

"Oh?" Bezy cupped her gills and looked at her in confusion.

"Agree to the other party's request. Wait for rescue. ā€

In the faint light, Alice read out the two very short sentences of the letter. Although she didn't know what Sophia's plans were, the handwriting in the letter, which she was very familiar with, finally put Alice's heart at ease after months.

"Look, Bessa, I ate it. Alice tore the letter to shreds and put it in her mouth piece by piece.

A burst of sobs pulled Alice back from her memories to reality.

She took a closer look and found that many people in the audience were crying and whimpering. It was the poor "Princess Sophia", whose tearful speech touched many people who felt the same way, just like those disabled soldiers who were on crutches and could not return to the battlefield, and they felt it the most. It can be seen that Nemo's speech that the "princess" memorized was very carefully designed and firmly grasped the hearts of the people.

But that didn't do anything for Alice. Compared to the "princess" who was performing her pathos hard, Alice only smiled contemptuously, and the reactions of the two were in stark contrast. The few nobles sitting in the front row could see it clearly, and they inevitably exchanged words for a while. Nemo sensed the anomaly and quickly shifted his position, blocking Alice with his body so that the people below could not see her expression.

When "Princess Sophia" had finished crying, she was supported by two maids and returned to her seat. At this moment, among the nobles in the front row below, a marquis suddenly stood up and rushed to the stage in three steps and two steps. Half-kneeling in front of the "princess", with his right hand on his chest, he made an oath and said: "Your Royal Highness, princess, don't worry! We won't let you cry again. ā€

"Thank you...... I, I knew ......" The delicate voice of gratitude of the "princess" gradually drowned in intermittent sobbing.

Then the Marquis stood up, walked up to the brass loudspeaker, and swore an impassioned oath: "You must not avenge your revenge, you must not take your home, you must not take it back, and the country must not be restored! On this very day, the desire of all our people ...... in Pole."

It was simply arranged in advance, and the Marquis's speech was completely in accordance with the text of Nemo and "Princess Sophia", which was seamlessly connected and further aroused the emotions of the crowd.

After the Marquis finished speaking, two more nobles came to the stage and made a "heartfelt statement", the content of which was nothing more than a bitter complaint about the evil deeds of the invaders, unconditional support for Her Royal Highness the Princess and the "Bobcat" general, and the need to restore the homeland. It can be seen that the first three nobles are completely in favor of Nemo, and all their performances are carried out in full accordance with the "script" compiled by Nemo, without the slightest flaw. And from the fourth nobleman, even if he was not an absolute supporter of Nemo, he was not arranged in advance, but because the first three people caused a difficult momentum to ride the tiger, the later nobles had to go to the stage even if they were unwilling, and made a speech to show loyalty to Nemo and the "princess". It's just that they all played on the spot, and naturally they were not as wonderful as the first three nobles said.

As the minutes passed, the shadows of the trees on the ground gradually deviated from their original positions. Seven nobles have taken turns to show their loyalty, and when it was the turn of the eighth nobleman, she was a middle-aged woman, her husband died in the war with the orcs, and she inherited her husband's title of second earl because she was usually very kind to everyone, not putting on a show, and was kind to everyone, and she was relatively popular in the noble circles and commoner circles of the Revenge camp, and people affectionately called her "Lady Dunnis".

I saw Mrs. Dunnis get up from her seat unhurriedly. She is not like the first three nobles, who rushed to the stage to perform the lines that she had memorized well, with her own expression and tone, and she was not like the four nobles who were forced to go on stage without preparation, and squeezed out words little by little.

Mrs. Dunnis looked calm and composed, and she maintained the characteristic demeanor of a female nobleman, and walked slowly up to the podium to the brass loudspeaker. She didn't speak immediately, but closed her eyes first and took a deep breath.

Presumably because Madame Dunnes was the first woman among these nobles to come to power, most people did not notice anything unusual about her different behavior from the people before her. But there was only one person who noticed it.

"Lady Dunnis, so you are ...... All right. I understand. Alice silently approved in her heart, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Because only Alice, who was very familiar with Mrs. Dennis, noticed that on the ring finger on Mrs. Dennis's left hand, which was originally wearing the ring she and her husband were married, had now been replaced by an amethyst ring that Alice had never seen.

"Fellow citizens!" said Mrs. Dunnis, who was in good spirits, at last opened her eyes and spoke.

But when everyone thought that Mrs. Dunnes was going to take her deceased husband as an opportunity to express her feelings about the need to carry on her husband's legacy, or to be loyal to the royal family and restore the country, she did not expect that she would only say one sentence in a cold tone: "Today, I have the honor to stand here, not to say anything to you, but to convey something for an old acquaintance." ā€

The crowd below fell silent for a moment, and everyone was looking at the widow with the title of Second Earl.

Mrs. Dunnis, however, did not name the old acquaintances who had spoken through her, nor did she say what she was trying to convey. She silently took off the ring on her left ring finger, and then unscrewed the purple crystal the size of a peanut from the ring.

"Smack"!

Mrs. Dunnis crushed the amethyst in public.

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