The castle has now been surrounded by an angry populace, and while some of them have behaved in extreme terms, they have so far not done anything that would make peace impossible for the two sides. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the nearly 10,000 people, Ulrike seemed to have returned to a few decades ago, when he was still a soldier and faced the same rioting masses.

Time has passed, and Ulrike is no longer a soldier, but a wanted criminal in exile, although he has now settled down and no longer needs to worry about some elusive secret police all day long, but Ulrique still fears that one day his identity will be exposed, and he will be forced to embark on the road of escape again.

If it weren't for Carol threatening Ulrique, Ulrike would not have taken the risk of standing up and calming the emotions of the nearly 10,000 people present in public, in Ulrique's opinion, this is definitely a matter of revealing his identity.

Ulrique didn't think that his words alone could calm an angry crowd, and that it would take a little trick to calm them. Now Ulrike can only hope that Carol will understand what he means, and not make a fake show when the time comes.

Speech is an art of language, and every high elf will have a teacher who teaches speech, and every high elf is a master of speech in human society.

Ulrique is no exception, and he has a proven track record of success in this area.

However, Ulrike also knows an important thing, that is, the other party needs to listen to you in your speech, otherwise it will be useless to let you say that the ghosts and gods are here to cry.

Obviously, the situation is that the angry populace is not in the mood and has no time to listen to you, a high elf, say a long story here, and the crowd shouting slogans can drown out every word you say!

In order to deal with such a situation, Ulrique also took out one of his most precious magic items, if it weren't for Carol's promise that the Duke of Anjitan's palace would reimburse him for all the expenses afterwards, Ulrike would have planned to continue to seal this magic item in the dust.

This is a staff of up to one meter eight, made of moonstone with very high spiritual power conductivity, the white and flawless staff body is also carved with various complex patterns, these incomparably complex lines have wisps of blue magic flow, and a layer of mist distorting space has formed around the staff, and the source of these magic flows is a blue crystal tree carved from a huge magic crystal above the staff - a crystal tree that occupies a third of the position above the staff.

The staff's peculiar shape makes it look like a large branch made up of white branches, blue branches, and blue leaves.

Titled "Silent Spring", this oddly shaped staff was excavated from the tomb of the Second Age, and its effect was very simple, it was capable of casting a calming spell with an astonishing range and superior effect, as well as amplifying the user's illusion magic on a large scale.

Once, Ulrik used this weapon to perform a massive calming spell on the enemy in front of him, and then used the few seconds to order his men to rush to harvest heads.

Now the weapon once again exerted its own power, and a layer of visible ripples hung over the entire population. The ripples spread and disappear when they reach their limit, but one layer of ripples disappears and soon another layer of ripples replaces them.

The endless ripples turn the sky into a small pool of water droplets.

Small blue dots of light continued to overflow from the crystal tree created by the magic crystal, and the overflowing small dots of light began to spread around, filling all the areas covered by the ripples in just a few breaths.

The agitated populace had now stopped screaming, put down their wielding weapons, and looked in horror at the vision over their heads, wondering what was going on.

Some people also reached out to touch these points of light floating in the air, not knowing what these points of light were, only to see these points of light slowly integrate into their bodies, making their originally irritable hearts become peaceful.

As if they had spirituality, they consciously sought out the people present and blended into the bodies of the people, and the original noisy scene had now become silent, and everyone turned their eyes to the place where the light poured out.

"Unbelievable. Carol saw the power of this very decorative staff, and her mind was constantly imagining the consequences and power of this weapon, as well as every way she could imagine how to deal with it.

Carol had long been skeptical of the claim that Ulrik had laid the foundation for victory in a battle using a massive calming technique, but now that she knows with her own eyes that this is not unfounded.

"I like it very much, if I have this pole tree, then I don't have to worry so much about surgery in the future. "Christina and Carol, who are doctors, couldn't be more different.

"Didn't the Goddess of Life give you an artifact?" Christina's envy made Carol feel very puzzled, it stands to reason that the magic item of the Second Age in Ulrique's hand is far inferior to the various artifacts in the hands of the gods.

And every god has a habit of bestowing artifacts on his apostles.

"The weapons given to me by the Goddess are not for surgery. Responding lightly to the question of the chief spy, Christina did not go too far into this one question.

The inquisitive Carol didn't ask the other party, and refocused her gaze on the front of her, watching the performance of this high elf.

Ulrik didn't know how long it had been since he had enjoyed such a feeling of being in the limelight, and the long period of peaceful life had degraded the high elf's abilities in this regard.

Ulrique, who was back on the stage, looked a little nervous, took a deep breath, and let himself get back to his old form.

"Folks of Anjitan!" Ulrik spread his chest, the "Silent Spring" in his hand drawing rivers of blue light under his wave, like the Milky Way formed by the convergence of stars in the dark sky at night.

The noisy protests were now gone, and the guards guarding the castle wondered if they were tired and went home to rest.

Such an idea only appears for a moment and then disappears, and no one will believe in such a miraculous thing.

"What's going on out there?" asked Leander, puzzled, wondering whether such a turn of events was good or bad.

"Let's go out and see. Turis also didn't know what was going on outside, so he could only urge Leander, who had stopped, to keep on his way without delay.

The mutiny of the city guards caused Turis to gather all the soldiers who could be gathered in the castle to prevent any contingencies. At the same time, it also ensures that Leander can ensure the safety of his life when he goes out to pacify the citizens for a while.

"Can you tell me now why the Northern soldiers are at the scene of the crime?" Although the situation outside has become strange, Leander still seized the time to understand the cause and effect of the incident as much as possible, and the incident of "the massacre of citizens by the northern soldiers" must not be fooled.

"The undead siege of the city a few days ago caused these northern soldiers to be stranded in the city to count casualties and reorganize their ranks, and they were about to leave this morning, but the leading cavalry and the marching people collided with each other. Turis was rather irritated to explain to the other party the cause and effect of this incident, which can only be described as a coincidence, who would have thought that the two sides would be able to meet in this way?

"The city defense army found out the abnormality of the masses and quickly blocked the advance of these people, but fortunately the city defense army acted in time, otherwise these northern soldiers and citizens would have started fighting. Now that the gate to the outside was getting closer and closer, Turis recounted the whole thing in the fastest way, "Later, a crossbow bolt that flew out of nowhere killed a cavalry of the Northern Army, which led to the current situation. ”

"Who did that?" asked Leander with a headache, such a state of darkness and darkness was very unfavorable to his side, and he did not know when the enemy would attack him.

"I don't know!" Turis replied quickly, there was no time to investigate the whole matter until now, and there was no way to know the cause and enemy of this incident.

An impassioned speech voice came into the ears of the two people present, and the sudden voice made both of them frown, I don't know what kind of person is messing up now, is it the mastermind behind this riot?

"As men and women of conscience, as men and women of conscience, would you like to see a helpless child leave her family, burned at the stake in despair!" When Leander and Turis arrived outside the castle, they saw a high elf waving a strangely shaped staff in his hand and initiating a speech.

"I know that in this incident! Some wives have lost their husbands! Some wives have closed their eyes forever in their husbands' arms! Some children have since become orphans! I have also participated in this battle, and I have seen many families dissipated in the flames of war! I have seen one life after another fall before my eyes, but I can't do anything about it!" Ulrique's face was bloodshot and red, and he was very emotional, waving his staff and hammering his heart as he waved his staff. I feel so sad, I feel so sad! You know? I swore from the very beginning of that day that I would never let innocent people die in front of me again! I could not let anyone do anything about watching their children being dragged from their homes!"

Ulrik's voice had a strange magic, and the words were agitated and at the same time had a hypnotic effect.

"This is the president of the Magic Guild, and he uses hypnotic magic. Leander, who has been in politics for many years, was also emotionally driven by the other party, but soon found out that the reason why he could drive his emotions was "I don't know why he got involved in this matter." ”

Although the speeches made by this high elf were all on his side, Leander did not relax the slightest bit about this guy.

"This is ......" Turis kept his eyes fixed on the staff in the other's hand, and an unfamiliar name appeared in his mind, "Silent Spring?"

"What?" Turnis said with a name that made Leander's heart tremble, because the name was also associated with a figure of the strategic nuclear weapons level, "Ulyanov of the Ducasses?"

"What happened today makes me very sad! Some people with ulterior motives are stirring up relations among their subjects! They use the anger of the citizens to achieve their own ends! They dare not appear under the light, they only dare to live in darkness! They do not express their demands to the general public in the open, they will only be like rats in the sewers! Do things like rats secretly......" During Leander and Turris' guesses, Ulrik begins to transfer the anger of the citizens to the enemies hiding in the shadows.

Ulrique, who was excited to give a speech, did not realize that someone had already judged his identity by the staff in his hand, perhaps in his opinion, his identity today was destined to be exposed.

"We are afraid of terror! The enemy rules us with terror! They don't let anyone tell the truth! We can't let these moths who live in darkness rule us! We want to rebel! Today I want to tell the truth to the world! Someone wants us to betray our loyalty, and wants us to be puppets in their hands! They are ...... "Who are they?" Ulrike didn't know, because the end of his speech and rhythm according to the plan was here, and the rest was up to Carol to do what he planned.

If Carroll doesn't go as planned, then Ulrique doesn't know how he should step down.

As it turned out, Ulrik's worries were unnecessary, because as soon as he finished speaking, Ulrike felt a chill in his heart.

Slowly lowering his head, Ulrik saw a sharp crossbow arrow pierce his chest, and the blood-colored light reflected into Ulrik's eyes, leaving the high elf speechless.

"Carol, you fat man, you want to kill me!" Ulrique's heart was broken, and this crossbow arrow almost burst his heart!

Ulrik, who had been flying with rhythm, slowly fell in the eyes of everyone, and bright red blood slowly spread out of the chest of this high elf, staining the cold street red.