Arkie Waitan, the grain store boy, survived the riot.

Although he was shot in the left leg and was imprisoned in a detention center, he survived. He survived with the little leader of the rebellion who tied him up and pushed him to the frontline, Nup Vitra, and the two of them were now locked up in a cell of less than 20 square meters, along with sixteen other people, sitting in groups around a dung bucket.

The gunfire and confrontation that day didn't last long, and the widespread broadcast of "Fluorite" made it clear to the police and the people gathered for food that if their conflict escalated, Brackwood would become a second Ronninger. Therefore, the gunfire stopped after a while, and the people had already fled in pieces. The rest of the wounded, or stupid people who didn't see the situation clearly, were arrested and waited to be released.

"Do you say, 'Are we going to die?'

The prisoners sitting around the dung buckets, who didn't know who opened their heads, broke the silence amid the unpleasant smell.

"No, we didn't do anything."

"Someone smashed the grain store."

"I didn't smash it, I just followed it in and got food."

"I didn't smash it, I just watched from the side, and I was caught."

"Me too, we're all innocent."

"A bunch of sissies, smashed and smashed, I didn't see you so cowardly when I smashed it, it's really boring."

In the midst of a crowd of voices exculpating themselves, a rough voice sounded. Archie Waitane followed the sound and saw that it was a stout man he didn't know, and the muscles on his shoulders bulged high should be a long-term dock worker. When the worker saw that the people were looking at him, he spat on the ground, ignoring everyone's gaze. He pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket, carefully unfolded it, and looked at it. In the dim glow of the pyroxene, it took a great deal of effort for Aki Waitan to read the handwriting on the paper.

It was a copy of "Fluorite", although incomplete, but it was indeed the newspaper that brought the Ronninger affair to light. Just as Aki was hesitating to ask what was written in the newspaper, a guard walked into the cage.

"Which of you is in the lead?"

The prisoners were silent, bowing their heads and saying nothing. They also maintain basic self-esteem and are reluctant to betray their fellows.

"Are you stupid? You're all fucking idiots! This riot was instigated by someone behind it! You think it's for food? Fucking being a dog for someone else! Now His Majesty the Emperor has an order, investigate thoroughly! Strict inspection! Never die! If you don't confess, you don't have to go to the gallows one by one, and Lao Tzu will be sentenced to death! Listen to the and who's in the lead! ”

The prisoners remained silent, but their eyes were fixed on Noop Vitra, who was sitting beside them, and Aki Waitane lowered his eyes and did not dare to look up.

The guards opened the cell door, and no one spoke. They walked through the prison door, grabbed Nupp Witra's handcuffs, and dragged him out of the door. The moment he left, Aki raised his head and met his gaze.

That person's eyes were full of indescribable emotions.

The cage was silent for a while. Someone stood up and moved to the side of the man just now.

"Hey, brother, what issue is this?"

He asked about Fluorite, and since the newspaper reported on the Ronninger incident, there have been many people looking for the old issues of this newspaper, and some of the well-preserved old issues can even sell for good prices. The person who opened his mouth to ask seemed to be interested in "Fluorite".

The rough man glanced up at the man and reached out and handed it to him.

"The issue where I wrote the social survey was not the original, hand-copied."

"Thanks, my name is Jill Krangal, what about you?"

"Taha Senier."

The conversation between the two seemed to have turned on the switch in the cell, and people began to whisper again. The content is nothing more than food, the fate of these people themselves, and the leaders that those people just talked about. After a while, two guards came, opened the cage, and stood in the doorway to ask questions.

"Who was with him just now?"

The prisoners had learned to be obedient this time, and they still did not speak, but only looked at Aki Waitane with their eyes. The young man panicked all at once, and he began to scream before the guard stepped forward.

"I'm a guy at a grain store, I didn't take part in the riot! I didn't take part in the riot! I was wronged! ——”

"Peng-", the guard, who was upset by his arguing, stepped forward and punched him in the stomach, sealing his mouth. With intense abdominal pain and nausea, Aki Waitane was taken out of his cage by the two men, and he was taken to a room filled with the smell of blood. The guard, who had been waiting in the room, expertly hung Aki on an iron shelf, lifted his feet off the ground, and splashed a basin of water on his face.

"Say, Who told you to incite a riot?"

The guard's voice was cold, with the confidence that knew everything.

"I'm ......", Aki looked up, his stomach ache and the water on his face made him a little confused, "I'm a guy from a grain store......"

"Smack!"

The pigskin whip that came from behind slammed into Aki's back, immediately imprinting a red scar on his back. Aki screamed, convulsing in pain. Since he was a child, he has never been beaten like this.

"Say, who instructed you to incite a riot?!"

"Great, uncle...... I'm ...... I don't know......"

"Your accomplices have been recruited! You still don't say? The guard's voice reminded Aki of the strong man who had taken him out of the grain store. He looked up, only to find a mass of what appeared to be a human in the corner.

"I—I really don't know—"

"Smack-"

"Uncle ......"

"Smack-"

"I-"

"Smack-"

The cell fell silent, leaning slightly, and someone spoke.

"Fainted?"

"Wake him up and continue!"

"Wow-", a basin of cold water was poured on Aki's face, and he regained consciousness from the groggy darkness, and before he could figure out the situation, he felt the wind behind him and the great pain.

"Smack-"

"To say or not to say?"

"I-"

"Smack-"

"Say it or not?!"

"I said, I said !!"

Aki finally couldn't hold it back, he screamed and conceded defeat, but he didn't know what to say. The guards stopped the punishment, took out the transcripts, and began to ask questions. In the dimly lit cell, only Aki's staccato voice remained.

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"Find out", Emile looked much more grim when he reappeared in front of Paul Gibson, and the Royal Police Inspector Filas Navre followed Emile with a thick stack of notes in his hand.

"Huh?"

Paul Gibson squinted his eyes and was peeling a grape. It was a crystal grape transported by Loren Robus from afar, the size of a child's fist, crystal clear.

"Through the interrogation of the rioters arrested in the last twelve cities where riots have taken place, we have found that the leaders of these masses have one thing in common. They can be connected to the Western Military District to some extent. ”

"Western Military District?"

Paul was still peeling grapes. The skin of the crystal grapes is very thin, and it can be eaten together, but if you have to peel it off, it will be a test of skill. Paul Gibson did a good job, he peeled off more than half of the whole grape skin, and it was barely broken.

"Yes."

"How broad?"

"It's not clear yet, most of these people are related to the Fourth Army Corps and the Fifth Army Corps in the Western Theater of Operations," Filas Navle hesitated, "and some are related to the First Army Corps and the Second Army Corps. ”

"Six standing corps, one combat readiness army, four of the seven groups are broken?"

Paul asked rhetorically, picked up the half-peeled grapes in his hand, and put them in his mouth. He chewed it twice, swallowed it, and let out a refreshing exhalation.

"Your Majesty", the emir's expression was serious, "this matter is very serious, most of the troops in the Western Theater are in Tulukas, and they are the front-line troops with the strongest combat effectiveness and the earliest rearmament now. It is not yet known why they instigated the riots, but if they are disobedient, we must plan ahead. ”

"They lost badly last year, so naturally I thought there would be more things. They were afraid that I would change generals on the spot, and if they made such a fuss, they would force me to break with the grain merchants, and then force me to break with the southern theater. In this way, the only people I can use are them. They also have the capital to turn over. You say, right? ”

Paul Gibson feels like he's been in great form lately. The decision to thoroughly investigate the grain merchants quelled the rebellion, eased the contradictions between the commoner class and the aristocracy of the country, and brought him a large amount of income. By confiscating the assets of the nation's major grain merchant families, Paul Gibson secured enough money to support the spring offensive. Although this decision hurt many families who were dependent on the royal family, Paul still saved himself a hand. He only checked one of the top grain merchants, and the others were not harmed, and promised them more land and post-war compensation.

"What Your Majesty said is, what are we going to do?"

The emir is still waiting for the emperor's order, the last time he made a good statement in front of the emperor, this time he thoroughly investigated the grain merchants, his own family is basically fine, not only basically has more trust from the emperor. Now, he is trying to further do his job and help the emperor solve problems.

"No," Paul Gibson felt his mind get clearer, "don't startle the snakes, now they don't know we know these things, just pretend nothing happened." In the depths of winter, it's inconvenient to do anything. If the troops on the front line were suddenly withdrawn back, the situation in Tulucas would definitely collapse. When spring begins, find a reason to transfer all those people in the western theater back and let the people in the southern theater go up. Also, I'll write a letter for Dawn to bring to Charlie Ronin to appease him. I haven't given me any news about Ronninger, he has no son, and he probably doesn't feel sure. ”

"Okay." The emir bowed deeply, "Your Majesty is wise, now that the Western Theater wants to separate us from the Southern Theater, Your Majesty has basically stabilized the morale of the Southern Military Region by winning over Charlie Ronin." After the change of generals in the spring, we can not only solve the stubborn problems of the Western Military Region, but also find people responsible for the previous failures, which is simply perfect! ”

"Okay, you don't have to be a sycophant!"

Paul laughed and cursed, agreed with the emir about writing the letter, and drove him away. After that, he looked at Filas Navre, who had been silent.

"Now that the people are gone, you can say it."

"Most of the food price manipulators in Roseville and the four surrounding cities are related to the Owen family. The profit they made from this was tentatively estimated at more than 10 million crowns. ”

"10 million crowns ......"

Paul Gibson repeated the number and smacked his mouth twice.

"Lao Tzu built a legion, and the military expenditure was only 1.7 million crowns, and their family had 10 million crowns? You didn't lie to me? ”

"Your Majesty, Emile Owen is your prime minister, and it is not difficult for his family to earn some money by reselling grain."

Filas Navle nodded, and Paul nodded, asking another question.

"Do you have any more information about the riot?"

Filas looked left and right, stepped forward, and leaned into Paul's ear and said a few words. Paul Gibson's pupils dilated sharply when he heard those words, and then he frowned. When Filas had finished speaking, he left Paul's ear and knelt down to apologize.

"The minister is rude."

Paul didn't answer him, he thought for a moment and laughed angrily.

"I'd like to see what you can do when you're tied together!"

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The emperor's order was transmitted to Wenyuan Palace in the evening, and Prince Dawn, who was having sex with Elsa, was interrupted by the attendants who ordered the order. He left the bed with a frown, threw Elsa, who was soft as water, on the bed, and went out to answer the order by himself. Elsa Gibson, the former second apprentice of the Mage Tower, Elsa Brewster, and now the princess, was lazily lying on the bed, just revealing herself, looking at the ceiling, silent.

Leaning slightly, Dawn Gibson pushed the door open, and Elsa looked sideways at him, lifted her thighs, reached out and slid her fingertips from her skinny calves to her thighs, and threw a seductive look. In normal times, this action of hers can arouse the lust of Prince Daun almost every time. But this time, His Royal Highness obviously had other ideas.

"Get dressed, not today, I'm leaving for Ronninger in the evening."

Prince Dawn put the decree on the table casually, began to take off his regular clothes, and the four maids who followed him rushed in, and the two began to help Elsa dress, and the two began to help Prince Dawn take care of his clothes.

"Again? Haven't you just been there? That old guy is restless again? ”

Elsa is a very intelligent woman, and while Archmage Luke Brewster was still around, her entire focus was on winning the weight of the Archmage, and for that, she learned all sorts of things. Unlike Luna, the first apprentice, who was obsessed with magic wholeheartedly, Elsa recognized early on how difficult it was to activate magical sense. In addition to learning what an apprentice magical apprentice must know, she also has a deep knowledge of the history of the empire and the art of power. Luke Brewster knew her mind wasn't all about magic, but he didn't care. In the course of his long life, he has met many such people, and the Mage Tower also needs some talents in this area. However, what Luke Brewster didn't expect was that he ended up dying in front of Elsa.

"It's not that Grand Duke Luo Ning has something to do, it's His Majesty who asked me to send a letter, saying that I want to appease Uncle Luo Ning and prevent him from misunderstanding recent events."

"The recent clean-up of grain merchants? That old fox Luo Ning didn't need His Majesty to make this kind of point, and even the emir's family didn't move, and His Majesty was just looking for a reason to get some military expenses this time. Can you read the letter? ”

Elsa now positions herself as the brains of Dwayne. Today, when the Mage Tower collapsed, it was impossible for her to survive just by her posture and her first appearance by Luke. Only the knowledge she herself accumulated in the Mage Tower, the knowledge of power, could give her a place in front of Daun. And compared with those male strategists, a wife and strategist are obviously more trustworthy.

"The letter is sealed with fire paint," Dawn looked at Elsa, the second apprentice of the Mage Tower, who was dressed under the service of the maid. The better figure made him swell a little.

"Your Majesty asked you to deliver the letter in person, it must be a big deal. He can't fail to tell you about this kind of thing, otherwise sending you there is no difference between sending someone else. So, you already know the contents of the letter, right? Teasing me again? ”

Elsa put on her own robe, and the whole person became dignified and quiet. She stepped out of bed, sat sideways on the desk beside the bed, picked up the letter, and looked at the royal fire paint on it.

"Let me guess...... At this time, let you send a letter to Grand Duke Ronin, Your Majesty is not ready to pursue the matter of Ronninger? ”

Dawn Gibson waved off the maid behind him, walked up to Elsa, pinched her chin with his hand, lifted her face, and made her look at him from the bottom up.

"Sometimes I'm really curious, how can someone like you be second to that Luna?"

"There's only magic in her world, and there's only myself in my world, and that's why."

Elsa smiled and looked up at Dawn Gibson. Dawn Gibson looked down at the snake-like woman, and felt his desire more and more. Elsa felt the change in Dwayne's body, and she slowly stuck out her tongue and slid it down her lower lip from left to right.

"Your Highness, a few minutes should not delay your trip, right?"

Daun waved his hand and withdrew the maids. Elsa squinted her eyes and smiled like a cunning little fox. She unbuckled Daun's belt and buried her head gently, gently.