The cold breath in the room seemed to calm down a little, and the living people who were shivering from the cold finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Tirion still did not respond to the series of "suggestions" made by the confidential secretary, and he just stared calmly at the objects on the table, as if a century had passed.

When everyone was almost crushed by this silence, he finally raised his head: "This is the wisdom that maintains order, and it must have played a great role half a century ago." ”

"You should know how far the frost has been," the confidential secretary did not shy away from in his eyes, "great people do many great things, but the mistakes they make will be as fatal as their great deeds - there are some things we have to do in order to control the situation." General Tirien, I studied history, in fact...... Personally, I've always thought of Her Majesty Ray Nora as a great ruler, but that doesn't hide the mess that followed the failure of Project Abyss. ”

"Yes, you've studied history—and I've experienced it myself," Tirion said calmly, "We both know what it was like, so I don't mean to be harsh, and in all fairness, you've let the frost settle for at least another half century after that." ”

The confidential secretary's tense nerves seemed to finally relax a little, and he subconsciously leaned forward: "So, you mean to agree with ......"

Tirion didn't speak, just pressed his hand on the papers, with a slight strain.

The force of the extreme cold soaked the paper, and the fine ice crystals quickly condensed and shattered, and with a rustling sound, the records that were enough to leave countless thick traces in history were reduced to fragments.

The confidential secretary's eyes widened instantly, and General Liszt, who had never spoken much, couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "...... are you?"

"That's not what I want," Tirion looked up at the Frost Man opposite, "I want the real record—what went wrong with that mine, how the cultists infiltrated the city-state, who was and wasn't, and the real trajectory of Archon Winston—to give me the most authentic first-hand information without considering the premise of 'quickly restoring order.'" ”

He paused, then continued: "This is what you have to control the situation. ”

The confidential secretary was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "You agreed to Frost's 'invitation'...... But with all due respect, you still need the information on the table, and of course you have real information, but you also need to find a way to divert the attention of the people-"

He hesitated for two seconds, as if he had made up his mind, before he continued: "To be honest, the next situation in the city is going to be very bad, a lot of infrastructure may have to be shut down for a while, coupled with the pollution caused by the 'mud', there will be a shortage of fuel supply, there will be problems with food distribution, there will be a deterioration of law and order, and the resulting outrage among the people, we must find a way to divert the attention of the people, and it is the most effective way to divert the attention of the people, to the previous government and the consuls......"

"If there is a shortage of fuel, use reserves, and if it doesn't work, I can find a way, and if the food distribution is chaotic, strict supervision and punishment will be implemented, including the uptown district, the whole city will be rationed, and if law and order deteriorates, there will be temporary military management, and people need someone to vent their anger - then catch the cultists, go down to the subversives, and catch those who are really responsible," Tirion said solemnly, "This series of things will certainly be more difficult, but at least, it will solve the problem in a real way, and really 'let more people live.'" ”

The room was quiet for a while, and even the sound of people breathing could be heard, and the confidential secretary, who always seemed to be elegant and decent, seemed to be a little stiff for a while, as if he didn't know what to do in the face of Tirian's imposing words.

Tirion only smiled faintly and shook his head slightly: "I will not belittle your efforts and your solutions - because within your ability, there is no better alternative path, you have chosen the most suitable method for the situation back then, but now the situation is different, I don't want to repeat these fifty years again, Mr. Secretary, the Sea Mist Fleet has the method of the Sea Mist Fleet, so you might as well raise your expectations a little." ”

The confidential secretary seemed to finally react, he blinked, adjusted his posture, and looked at Tirion with burning eyes, "Can you really do what you said?" ”

"As long as the remnants of the town hall can cooperate to the greatest extent, as for the rest of the ......," Tirion said with a deliberate pause, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Secretary, do you know who is the most orderly person in the Infinite Sea?" ”

"The most orderly?" The confidential secretary was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react, "Is it the city-state navy?" Or an ocean-going caravan? ”

"It's pirates, pirates of the cold seas," Tyrion laughed, "the city-state navy will always have a stable supply port and a safe port, the ocean-going caravans will always have church shelter and naval escort, and only pirates - the only thing we can rely on to fight the endless seas is strict discipline and order." ”

The confidential secretary did not speak for a moment, as if he did not know how to discuss the topic - it was clearly beyond the scope of his daily work and professional ability.

Tirion smiled and reached out to pat the other man on the shoulder.

"Relax, Mr. Secretary, compared to fifty years ago, the current frost situation is actually not too bad, I also know many 'trading partners', I believe that if they know the real situation here, there will be many people willing to help, at least in terms of secular order, you don't have to worry too much, as for the part outside of 'secular order'......"

Tirien paused suddenly, looking up at the window.

The city was covered by a deep night, the glow of gas lamps winding through the harbor area, the snow had stopped at some point, the clouds had dispersed, and the world was enveloped by the cold and pale light of the creation of the world—and under this clear light, the city was at peace tonight.

"The part outside the secular order...... I think my father will figure it out. ”

The great pirate hesitated for a few seconds, and finally spoke slowly in a strange tone.

Many of the people in the room were visibly shivering.

"Your father, he ......" General Liszt couldn't help but speak, and even subconsciously used the word "he" in his title, "is he still staring at the frost?" Where is He now? ”

Of course, watching the frost, maybe even from the second-floor window, lives in a rented house at 44 Oak Street, from your Civic Services Centre......

A string of answers crossed Tirian's mind, but he hesitated to say them.

After all, it seems that these frost people in front of them don't know the current situation of "him" in the city, and if he talks nonsense everywhere without his father's permission, it will be a blow to his father if he can't keep it in his hands - he is about to become an archon, and he can't afford to lose face.

"He's still paying attention to the matter, but the details can't be revealed," after a long hesitation, the big pirate could only say vaguely, "He's usually very busy, and he doesn't just want to contact me." ”

Liszt was stunned and quickly nodded: "Ah...... Understandable. ”

I don't know how he understands it.

The confidential secretary couldn't help but ask a little curiously: "Your father...... What does He do on a day-to-day basis? ”

Tirion resisted the urge to roll his eyes - where did he know where to go? After my father came back from subspace, his whole body was shrouded in mystery, who knows what his old man is doing on weekdays, he can't just be idle like an ordinary retired old man and just fish, walk his dog and feed pigeons......

The confidential secretary noticed the subtle change in Tirian's expression, realized that his problem had been overcome, and quickly straightened his expression: "Sorry, I'm talking too much. ”

"It's okay, it's just that ordinary people really shouldn't discuss too much about things related to 'him', just for the sake of physical and mental health, let's end this topic." Tirion waved his hand, quickly changing the subject.

Then he let out a long sigh of relief, slowly got up from the couch, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The lights are still lit outside the window, and at several intersections leading to the city, you can still faintly see the makeshift barricades that had been erected during the previous battles.

When the sun rises tomorrow, the barricades will be demolished, and then ...... It's time for the city's administrators to do everything they can to restore order here.

The lights of thousands of homes in the distant city block caught Tirion's eye.

"I haven't seen the scenery here for many years, and it hasn't changed much compared to back then."

General Liszt walked over and stood behind Tirien: "But after today, there should be a big change. ”

“…… Fifty years ago, the last royalists left the city, the rebels formed a new town hall, and I became a rebel, and fifty years later, I returned, and the city was still the same as when I left......" Tirion looked into the distance, and suddenly felt a feeling, "Going around and around, everything seems to have come around - General Liszt, you say, we have been in the past fifty years...... What's the point? ”

Liszt was silent for a moment, as if he was lost in thought.

The confidential secretary walked over from the side and raised his hand to look out the window.

"General Tirion, that's what it means."

(End of chapter)