Just as Norton is spying on Gahel, Gahel is also being watched by Norton. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Norton spies on Gahel in order to one day get revenge. In his opinion, the reason why he was able to unify an industry was not because of his ferocity alone. This is the result of public expectation, the chaotic market will never have a stable income, and at the same time it also bears the bitter fruit of malicious competition, and the purpose of rectifying an industry is not to dominate, but to turn disorder into order. Although in the process, he used some means that could not be put on the stage, and did some things that could not see the light of day.

Ghahel spies on Norton so that the once-formidable gang leader can be a constant wake-up call for villains with evil intentions. Even people like Norton, who once covered the sky with one hand, have been killed and brought back to life by Tagahel, you little arms and legs, forget it.

The moment Norton left Siucumius, Gahel already knew, but he didn't stop Norton from leaving, because he also knew that even if Norton left Siucius, he would still come back.

for here is his inheritance.

The house, the façade, the brothers and the men. Although his situation here is not as beautiful as before, it is much better than going to a foreign place to start anew. As long as Gahel does not uproot all his forces, he will fantasize about a comeback one day. Leave him a glimmer of hope that will never be realized, and he will always be able to catch him, unless he has the determination and perseverance of a strong man with a broken arm.

On the other hand, if he really had this determination, he would have left the day Gahel set out to deal with him, so why wait until today to end up like this?

His inherent pride and prejudice led him to ignore Norton's influence, and he soon had to pay the price for his inadvertent slackness.

"You mean, Norton and his men dug up some corpses in the suburbs?", Ghahr had just finished his lunch, and before the food in his stomach had time to be fully digested and turned into nutrients to nourish his intestines, his ass was set on fire. His face was extremely ugly, and he accidentally knocked over the black tea at hand. The crimson hot tea soup splashed on his hand, causing his brow to throb wildly, and the sharp pain almost made him jump up.

He pressed the water-soaked towel handed by the rough servant to the back of his hand, and the cold weather made the outermost layer of the towel fluff slag with ice slag.

The debriefer bowed his head in horror, he couldn't quite understand why the news had provoked such a violent reaction from the Governor, that he had lost his temper.

Gahel's face was really hard to see, I don't know if it was because the back of his hand was burned, or if the corpses were dug up. He looked coldly at the person who reported the news, and said coldly, now he feels uncomfortable looking at everyone, "What happened later?"

The man immediately replied, "Most of the bodies have been disfigured beyond recognition, but a few have survived intact." ”

In the past, Demalagu was an endless ice field with a temperature of minus 10 degrees Celsius all year round. Things are better in Demalagu, which is the closest city to the south and where temperatures can rise above freezing in the summer. This refers to the temperature of the space, not the surface temperature, which will remain below freezing.

More than 200 days of frozen soil and low temperatures have slowed down the process of decomposing corpses, especially the first few pits dug are buried very deeply, and there will always be a few corpses that are proudly preserved intact. Even those that have begun to rot will not be too rotten.

Others don't know where these corpses came from, can Gahel still not understand? There was a dangerous glint in his narrowed eyes, this Norton, can't stay.

No, this is a huge crisis, once someone involves these corpses in his body, he is not just a loss of office. He is an official nobleman, and the biggest difference between the official faction and the canonized aristocracy is that the former has no fiefdom and no hard power, and only a word from Empress Pars can deprive them of their power and status. The latter, because of their fiefdoms, has their own territory, and also has the courage and strength to confront the royal family.

Siukusius was not a fief of Gahel, he simply represented the royal family and the Orlando family to govern the land. In a way, he was also a servant, managing the royal family's people in place of the royal family. However, not only did he fail to manage the people who belonged to the royal family, but he also wantonly killed some of them - about fifty or so. This is not his fiefdom, the people who live here are not his people, and what he has done has violated the rights and interests of the Orlando family!

If this matter is revealed, it will be cut down or even exiled.

It must be completely suppressed before this matter is not a big problem, and only in this way can we keep our current position. Therefore, Norton can't stay, and the families of those victims must also find a way to gag their mouths.

But he didn't know that behind all this, the real driving force was not Norton, but Wren, who seemed to be facing the Sistin.

Therefore, he must face a situation that he could not even imagine himself - rioting.

Riots seem to have become one of the mainstream means for commoners to bury nobles, and with the support of Wren behind him, Norton instantly found the value of his life and the meaning of life. Although he was brought back to life by Gahel, he still has a certain appeal, which cannot be denied. When the people outside the city who lost their sons learned the truth, the flames of anger almost stained the entire sky!

For civilians, if death is due to strife, to die for space to live, that kind of death is acceptable. Because you fight, you want to steal life from others, which means that some people die for the living space and opportunities you get, and it also means that they are willing to pay the same price after failure. If these dead children die as a result of a failed robbery, murder, or the like, their families will still be in pain, but they will not be angry.

But how did they die? they were killed by a governor who looked like a good man, and their children could not foolishly provoke the governor of a province, even if the governor ruled the smallest province in the entire empire, he was a nobleman. They believed that even if their children were beaten and humiliated by the Governor, they would not resist in the slightest.

Look at the wounds on their bodies, they are completely tortured and killed, they are like rag dolls in the hands of girls full of resentment, and they have become a vent for madness. Every wound, every inch missing, means that they were subjected to great torture before they died. The corpses, which had not yet rotted and had been frozen into ice, had a twisted and hideous look on their faces, telling everyone that they had been tortured before they died.

No father or mother can accept such a thing!

Anger, despair, hatred, turned them from submissive civilians into thugs.

With Norton's support, hundreds of people rushed into the city of Sykutius with the corpses, and rushed to the streets outside the Doge's Palace, where they packed the children's bodies into black coffins and placed them neatly outside the gates of the Doge's Palace. They shouted slogans and demanded an explanation from Gahel.

"What about the city guards, what about the garrison?", Gahel in the governor's palace had his hair disheveled, his collar was torn open, his eyes were bloodshot, and he could no longer see the calmness of yesterday. He walked back and forth, his fists clenched, he kept waving hard, and there was white foam at the corner of his mouth, "Why hasn't my garrison been mobilized, immediately notify the city defense army, let them suppress this group of thugs!"

If you look closely, you can see that Gahel seems to have lost his cool, but in the depths of his eyes, there is an inexplicable look circulating.

Yes, in fact, he is still some distance from losing his senses, he is just acting.

If before the group gathered outside his manor, he still wanted to get rid of Norton and cover up the matter by coercing and seducing the families of the deceased. At this moment, he already had another idea, he wanted to provoke these people, and then let the situation get out of control, and finally "in order to protect the sovereignty of the Governor and Demalagus, the Governor had to eliminate these thugs who tried to subvert the sovereignty of the Empire."

What a perfect excuse, even if there are fish that slip through the net, it will not become the climate.

So what he has to do now is to provoke these people as much as possible, while also keeping himself safe. He didn't dare to actually stand in front of these people and point at their noses and curse at them, although this method was indeed the most effective and quickest way, but it was also the most dangerous. He still has to save his useful body and brain to contribute to the empire, how can he fall in such a place?

So he needs to use other methods to achieve his goals.

He jerked his head up and roared, "Mobilize as many people as you can to protect me, in case these thugs lose their minds!"

When he was alone in the room, he solemnly buttoned his collar again, combed his hair, sat down at the table, and poured himself a glass of wine. Tasting the strong liquor, his mouth almost seemed to be burning, but his mood was surprisingly calm.

That's fine!

He thought so, and instead of staying in the future when he couldn't interfere in what was going on here, it would be better to erupt when he was still the governor of Demalagus. Use brute force to sweep everything away, clean up the beginning and end, and the fear that has always remained in his heart will be completely erased. This is a rare opportunity, even though the big names in the imperial capital may have some suspicions, and may have some complaints about his brutal and barbaric suppression, but they can't shake his foundation.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he took a sip from his wine glass, raised his eyebrows, shook his legs like an inferior person, and hummed a little song.