Tulum Port Police Station, 1st floor of the underground black cell.

The round, fifty-foot-diameter hall was surrounded by cell doors, filled with the most important members of the six top families in the original seven-member council of Tulun Harbor.

Among them is Moder Jung Wells, a man who once called for wind and rain in the port of Tulum and was almost omnipotent.

Modell's complexion is very poor.

The dry little old man no longer had the arrogance to stop Hesse from bargaining with him on the stairs of the town hall the other day.

His cheeks were sunken, bags were high and swollen under his eyelids, his messy hair hung wet on his head, and his clothes were dirty, tearing out of the nicks in several places.

He stood behind a cell door, his hands clenched at the steel fence the thickness of his arms, his little head almost squeezing out of the crack in the fence, his eyes blazing at the men standing in the hall.

"You traitors, you shameless traitors, just wait for the bloody revenge from the island of Casica!"

Morder suddenly screamed hoarsely, and his hands shook the solid cell door in front of him vigorously, the green tendons on the back of his hands bulging, and his fingers pinched the steel fence 'creak'.

"Rose, you damned devil, our brothers can kill your grandfather, kill your father, kill your husband, kill your son...... Our brothers, we will surely kill you! ”

"And you, of the Haydns, of the Dorons, of the Carbans, you traitors, you have betrayed Casica, you have betrayed the port of Tulum, you have betrayed our covenant, and you will all die...... Our brothers, we will not let you go! ”

After shaking vigorously a few times, Moder began to gasp loudly, his body stiffened, and the sound of tendons and joints rubbing constantly came from his body. The pain was excruciating, and Modell collapsed to the ground.

Several high-ranking members of the Wells family hurried over, carefully supported Moder, and placed him on a large rock in the cell.

The blue-white flames of the gas lamps lit up the entire hall.

In the middle of the hall, at a round table ten feet in diameter, Duke Ross stood due north in a blood-colored dress and a smile. She smiled and fanned the little folding fan, as if she hadn't heard Modell's frantic cries.

At her side were members of the Committee of Seven, Hesse, Butcher, Geiger, and Victoria.

Opposite them, to the south of the round table, stood Dada Jung Haydon, Charon Jung Kaban, and Peterphan Jung Doren.

They used to be members of the Committee of Seven.

In the future, they will continue to be part of the Committee of Seven. They, and the family behind them, can still call the wind and rain in Tulun Port, and they can still enjoy the glory and wealth to the fullest.

It's just that in the past, Moder Jung Wells was their leader, and in the future, their leader will become the Hessian lord of the Vetul family.

A tall, handsome young man with gray hair, green eyes, neatly dressed and dressed in a double-breasted black suit with large lapels stood directly east of the round table, and he squinted at Moder who was standing behind the cell door and shouted, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and then placed a huge cowhide briefcase on the round table.

"I, Sean von Master, Junior Secretary of the Inspectorate of the Southern District of the Reich, on behalf of the Inspector General, Marquis Vigral von Hintenburg, hereby notarize the birth of a new Council of Seven in Port Tulum."

Sean, a gray-haired and green-eyed young man, took out a small key, opened the padlock on his briefcase, and then took out a thick stack of papers.

He handed the document to the Duke of Ross: "Please take a look. ”

Duke Ross pushed the document to Hesse: "I believe that the work of the Inspectorate is meticulous and reliable, Hesse? ”

Hesse was not so polite, he grabbed the document in front of him, squinted, and flipped through it quickly. His eyes flashed with a pale golden light, and a powerful wave rippled out, and the dozens of gas lamps hanging on the walls of the hall suddenly shook slightly.

A palpitating pressure rippled through the hall.

Inside the cell, the high-ranking members of the original six major families, whether they were strong or weak, all felt a terrifying aura that belonged to the top predatory creatures spreading wantonly.

Many of them turned pale with inexplicable intimidation, and they shivered and retreated, until their backs pressed against the hard, cold walls of their cells, and they felt a little insignificant sense of security.

Hesse's pupils flickered with a golden light, and he flipped through the documents with great speed, white, crisp papers with dark gray hydra article watermarks on the inside, turning rapidly under his fingers.

In just a few minutes, nearly 100 thick documents were reviewed by Hesse.

He nodded with satisfaction: "The work of the Supervision Office is really meticulous and reliable. ”

He placed the papers on the round table, and shoved them in front of Dada, Charon, and Peterfan.

"We're old friends, so there's no need to pretend. After signing these documents, everyone will be good brothers in the future. Everyone, you can continue, get rich together, drink together, and play cards together! ”

Dada Jung Haydon flipped through the thick papers in front of him, and he sighed heavily: "Ah, it's wonderful. So, as a tainted witness, I exposed a series of crimes against the Wells family, the Turing family, and the Cecil family? ”

Lying on the cold, damp stone slab, Moder roared with all his might: "Fools of the Haydn family should not trust you, you shameless traitors...... Traitor...... Traitor! ”

"Shameless?" Dada Jung Haydon shrugged his shoulders, grabbed a dipping pen, and quickly signed his name on the documents in front of him: "In front of the interests of the family, in front of the survival of the family, shameless? There is no such thing as 'shameless' in my dictionary! ”

signed, ten fingers stained with red ink, and pressed his fingerprints on one document after another.

Then Dada untied a gold chain from his neck, and dipped the thumb-sized black stone seal on the gold chain, representing the head of the Haydn family, with red ink, and stamped the document one by one.

"Your Excellency Hesse, please take care of me in the future. I believe that under your leadership, the port of Tulun will be more prosperous and more prosperous! ”

Dada smiled, he walked around the round table, came to Hesse and the others, he bowed solemnly to the Duke of Ross, and then wiped his hands vigorously on his clothes, palms facing up, and stretched his hands towards Hesse.

The natives of the island of Casica have a tradition of murder and revenge, and when they meet, they take the initiative to show their hands with their palms facing up, which represents the greatest trust in their friends, and at the same time shows that they have no weapons in their hands, and they come with full kindness.

Hesse smiled, he also stretched out his hands, the same palms up, and then he flipped his palm and slapped it on Dada's palm: "In the future, everyone will be the real family member." Long live the Empire, long live the port of Tulum! ”

Dada was the first to sign these documents.

Charon and Peter glanced at each other, and they, like Dada, signed all the documents without hesitation.

Then they rounded the round table, bowed to the Duke of Ross, and shook hands warmly with Hesse.

"So, my mission is done. In the name of the Ombudsman's Office, I certify that Your Excellency Dada Jung Haydon, Charon Jung Kaban, and Peter Pan Jung Doren, you strictly abide by the laws of the Empire, you are fully loyal to the Empire and Her Majesty the Empress, and you have taken the initiative to expose and prosecute a series of crimes against discipline committed by the Wells, Turing, and Cecil families. ”

"You have upheld the law and order of the Empire, you have guarded the justice of the Empire, and you have eradicated the cancer for the port of Tulum...... And because of the good behavior that you, and all the people of your family, have always been, congratulations, you are still a member of the Council of Seven in the port of Tulum. ”

"I hope you can work together to build the port of Tulum better and make greater contributions to the empire."

Sean smiled, and he pointed to the documents on the round table: "Then, in triplicate, I'll take one with me here, and the Supervision Office needs a copy for archiving." ”

"A matter of course." Duke Ross laughed, "Sean, welcome to Port Tulum...... You will find that this is a wonderful place to be. ”

Sean smiled and nodded, he counted carefully, put away some of the documents on the round table and put them in his briefcase, said goodbye to Duke Rose, and walked out of this suffocating black prison with brisk steps.

"Very well, then, as long as the three brothers, and some of the three of them, testify in court, we can send Moder and them to the gallows." After Sean left, Hesse took out his cigar and handed it out to everyone present.

With the exception of Duke Ross and Old Lady Victoria, the Council of Seven each had a cigar and began to breathe out the clouds and mist pleasantly.

"So, I'll leave first." Duke Ross flapped his small folding fan briskly: "I will also take a copy of these documents with me, three honorable Excellencies, I hope that you can make your due contribution to the better rule of the empire in the future." ”

Dada, Charon, and Peter bowed again to the Duke of Ross.

They knew that in this upheaval in Port Tulum, they could still retain their place in the Council of Seven, so that they were the natives of Casica, and their existence could better pacify the natives and make the empire rule the natives more smoothly.

They signed those documents...... They officially stepped on the chariot of the Empire.

It is impossible for them to help their relatives in the mountains of Casica Island to constantly attack the Imperial Army as they did in the past...... On the contrary, they must cooperate with the Duke of Rus, to appease those relatives in the mountains, to appease them, to seduce them, and finally to ...... Pacify them.

"Your Excellency, don't worry." Duke Ross turned to Charon Jung Kaban: "Although some of your people have done stupid things, but on the side of the Golden Oak Church, I have already explained it for you...... The Kaban family is not heretical, so you can rest assured. ”

"Fudel's confession is with me...... As long as the Kaban family serves the empire wholeheartedly, the Kaban family must not be a heretic. Duke Ross smiled and left the black prison surrounded by a group of female guards.

Hesse patted the pale old man of Charon hard, he waved the big cigar in his hand, and smiled: "Very good, Excellencies, now I need your help. ”

"Löfgang, I want you to cooperate...... I only have one son, Joe, and if he is unhappy in any way in Loewgang, I'm sure a lot of people will be unhappy, won't they? ”

Several old men of the Rittal family came up and put away the last document on the round table and put it into a large briefcase.