Chapter 14: Let's Raise the Torch of Sanctions!

"Your Majesty, encrypted message from Pisco Ling. ”

The Demon King Garusis didn't wait, but he waited for bad news.

"......" deciphers the code through the codebook, and Georges Jean Blackwing slams his fist on the table without saying a word, smashing the expensive desk to pieces, while his face is gloomy.

The maids and men who were serving around hurriedly bowed their heads and knelt down, fearing that one of them had accidentally become a tool for the king to vent his anger.

After a few minutes, he barely calmed down, and ordered, "Get out of here!" and have the Minister of War, Ace Ribbit, come to me at once!"

After a while, there was a knock on the study door.

"Come in. ”

With the same name as the royal city of Ace, Ace Rebit, the military minister of the Kingdom of Anstaro, bowed slightly to George, and then asked coldly, "Are you looking for me?"

Ace Ribbit is white...... Not only is his skin white, his hair is also white, and he is wearing a snow-white uniform, coupled with his red eyes, he looks like a rabbit.

Although he still looks young, he is actually over half a hundred years old. It's not that he's well-maintained, in fact, he has a non-human bloodline, and it's because of that bloodline that his facial expression is almost zero...... To put it simply, it is a facial paralysis.

Because of this, George didn't care about Ace Ribbit's unreasonableness at all, and directly handed over the encrypted information to him: "See for yourself, the intelligence department just sent it." ”

The cipher translates into a message for help: multiple portals from another dimension have appeared in the territory of Marquis Hughes, and monsters that have disappeared for hundreds of years appear from the other side of the portal, and the city of Florando is besieged and in danger......

"But why is this kind of coded telegram that has been abandoned? Is there a more convenient remote magic communicator?"

"It's easy to know this, just get in touch. Ace casually pulled out a palm-sized magic communication terminal and dialed a number.

"Hey, wait, where did you get this thing? I remember that the wireless communication terminal is still experimenting?"

"The first batch of experimental models was built last month, a total of 30, and I'm just one of them......" After a while, Ace calmly hung up the call, "I can't get through, it seems that the communication in Florando City was interrupted for some reason, and this is the only way to explain the problem of the coded telegraph, after all, that thing doesn't work through magic." ”

Looking at the goose feather snow that began to fall outside the window, he showed a bored look: "It's the snow season now, and the speed of the magic train will be greatly reduced...... By the time our reinforcements arrived, it must have been too late. ”

"Calm down, Your Majesty, the closest city to Flolando is Misty City, you can directly notify the lord there and ask him to send troops to rescue him immediately. ”

Being reminded by Ace, George patted his face with a wry smile: "That's right, I'm indeed a little flustered, just do as you say." Really, isn't this a disaster year, how troublesome things are one after another? What kind of demon king, what kind of monster ......?"

......

"Comrades of revolution, let us hold high the torches in our hands!"

"For the future of the FFF regiment, let's unite as one, the torch in your hand is the torch in my hand!"

Surrounded by unknown black shadows, the couple hugged each other and showed frightened expressions: "Wait, what do you want to do!?

"O spark flying in the flames, please grant righteous punishment to the evil interracial relationship!"

"Demacia!!"

"Ahh

The noisy noise coming from outside, and the firelight and the screams of the male surname could be seen from time to time, which made George can't help but show a trance-like expression.

"Are all those people fed up? Do you have to make such a fuss every year on November 11?"

Ace looked at the scenery outside the window, although he could only see a faint fire because of the high wall outside, he still reluctantly curled the corners of his mouth: "Anyway, it won't kill anyone, and it can increase the tax revenue of the kingdom, why not do it?" Besides, those special alchemy flames are only uncomfortable for a while at most, and they just look miserable...... And, a few years ago, Your Majesty, didn't you also have a good time carrying a sickle and a torch?"

November 11 is also known as Singles' Day...... It is said that it spread from another world, but it is now prevalent in the kingdom of Anstaro.

On this day, single, unmarried men wear black robes and face masks, and walk the streets with scythes, hammers, whips, ropes, candles and other weapons in their right hands and special torches in their left hands.

This group of people is also known as the End Interrogation Society, or FFF Regiment for short.

Whenever they saw a couple in love taking to the streets, they would angrily step forward, take the male surname of the couple, tie him to a makeshift cross, and burn him at the stake with torches in their hands.

Of course, these torches are made of special materials made of alchemy, and the flames produced will not actually burn, but will only be uncomfortable for a while, and will fully recover at 0:00 on November 12.

Once upon a time, Georges Jean Blackwing was still a prince, and just a few months ago, he was given a good guy card by the beast-eared cute girl princess of the orc kingdom, and he also joined this so-called FFF group in a depressed mood.

He then became the head of the FFF regiment, and on November 11 every year, he traveled around the kingdom with countless members of the regiment, and once they saw the lovers who showed affection, they decisively changed into battle robes, raised torches, shouted "Demacia~!!", and burned the wretched man at the stake...... Although George still did not know what [Demacia] was.

"Uh...... At that time, I was young, and I hadn't met Selena. George, who seemed to have been mentioned to the unbelievable black history, was full of embarrassment, "So you better forget about that kind of thing quickly." ”

...... The following is the author's statistics on the number of points......

Since the last update, the total number of points has been -35

The math teacher died early, and the knots were -5 o'clock

The storing continues to fall, and the festival point is -10

Empty the codeword, and the node is +10

On November 11th, during the festival, the festival was -5

Now has a total of -45 points

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