"Based on the political chaos caused by my father's illness, and now that our country is facing an unprecedented crisis, I, as a member of the holy and great Ansling family, must not allow this situation to continue, and not let the efforts of our ancestors last for a hundred years be burned. In order to overcome this crisis during this special period, I announce the establishment of the Haysting Interim Management Caucus, which will temporarily take over the powers and responsibilities of the Principality in the form of a roundtable in the early days of the Principality......"

The crowd was in an uproar.

As the guests who were eligible to participate in Ursula's birthday party, they were naturally the upper echelons of power in Bern, and they were naturally very clear about the reasons for the chaos in the principality, which was caused by Avery II's sudden illness and inability to deal with things, which caused the power to enter a vacuum all of a sudden.

Although Frommien has prestige and strength, but after all, he is not rightly named, although he can barely control the overall situation, but he is not the lord of a country like Avery II, he can do everything he wants, so a lot of power is lost and divided, and it is these guests present who get the biggest benefits, relying on this crisis They have more or less reaped a lot of benefits.

But now Flomien is nakedly declaring that he will take back these powers, and this behavior is obviously to rob these nobles of the cake that they have put into their bowls, except for those nobles who have already defected to the camp of the eldest prince, the rest of the nobles have begun to clamor.

Compared with the dissatisfaction of the nobles for the distribution of power, the rest of the princes and princesses felt a chill to the bone.

Even if those nobles are seized of power, their foothold is still there, and at most they will have a hard time. After all, after Flomien came to power, he still needed to use them, except for some guys who didn't know whether to live or die. I won't be too harsh on the others, but I will replace them with princes and princesses who have the ambition to be able to look at the supreme throne. Then it wouldn't have been a good ending.

As long as Flomien is in power, then the foundation of their power will be uprooted, and they can come up with an answer without thinking much about what to do, because if they are in power, the means of doing things will not be any different.

At that time, even if Frommien did not kill them because of his kindred, but if he was taken away from all his rights and imprisoned for the rest of his life, that life would not be much better than death.

So, the backlash happened as it should.

"Flomien. You're a usurper!"

"You don't have any right to declare such an illegal order!"

"We won't listen to you!"

"We will never recognize your orders!"

......

The cacophony of voices merged into a river of malice that swept through the entire dueling arena. Faced with this situation, Flomien was unmoved, his expression was extremely calm, and the twinkle in his eyes revealed undisguised mockery.

This kind of non-lethal verbal crusade was meaningless to His Royal Highness the Grand Prince, who looked at the most powerful people like flies flying in vain in glass jars, making only useless noises.

This situation finally came to an end when several blood-stained warriors appeared in the dueling arena.

It was some royal or aristocratic escort, and when they told their masters the news of the desperate brought, the commotion in the audience grew to the extreme.

"Flomien. How dare you attack someone in Bern with your own troops!"

"Oh, no, the two of them are fake!"

"Be careful, guards!"

Frightened and angry voices rang out from the audience. Originally, "Flanagan" and "Estud" in the audience had rushed down with some guards. Blocked the men who were trying to attack Flomien under the command of those who were full of unwillingness. But when they entered the range of bright fire, those nobles and royal family members realized that these two famous princes were completely different from the images in their original memories, and immediately reacted that these two were just stand-ins.

"You're wrong. I'm just cleaning up what is causing Haysting's instability. Flomien sneered, and his guards had all poured out of the shadows. Escorted him to the edge of the dueling arena and secured an outward passage.

And those who opposed the guards brought by Flomien's power also began to confront the people on Flomien's side, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. The battle is getting tense.

Seeing this situation, Gell also knew that it was basically impossible to fight with Flomien, so he took advantage of this somewhat chaotic scene and retreated to his companion's side.

After saying hello to his companions and the members of the church, he turned his gaze to "Salorath", who was still sitting quietly and did not move, and had only taken a cursory look at it from a distance, so he took this woman who was wearing the same clothes as Salorath and had a similar body shape and sat next to the Seventeenth Princesses as Salorath, but now when he got closer and looked closer, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Who are you, where is His Highness Salorath?" asked Gehr in a deep voice.

"Saloras" did not reply, but only turned her inquiring gaze to the seventeenth princess beside her, which also confirmed her false identity.

"Don't worry, you'll know in a while. The seventeenth princess spoke, her demeanor at this time was calm and abnormal, not at all like a young girl who was far from growing up, but gave others a feeling of adulthood.

Gehr didn't ask, but turned his gaze to Lucarin.

Lucarine met Geer's gaze and nodded slightly.

Moving her gaze to Carmelita beside Lucarin, the goddess replied directly in her cold voice, "It's ready, ready to go." ”

Gehr nodded, at this time he was thinking about his own retreat, as for the political changes in Haisting, he didn't need to care about it, anyway, the main goal of these people would not be on them who were not very related, even if Flomien wanted to settle accounts with him afterwards, it would not be possible to do it today, just those who were unwilling to lose their rights were enough for the eldest prince to have a headache for a while, and by tomorrow, Gell and his party would have long been out of Berne.

Now that Lucarine and Camerita, who represent both parties, have given him an affirmative answer, then he is relieved.

At this time, the two sides of the confrontation over there also changed.

Groups of people retreated from the darkness, all escorted by various nobles and members of the royal family, and from their generally embarrassed appearance, it seemed that they had been in a bad and unpleasant battle.

Sure enough, not long after the last group of guards returned to their master's side, shadowy figures began to emerge from the darkness in the distance, and they formed a strict formation and advanced step by step in the direction of the dueling arena, very calm, like an elite army.

When this army appeared in the range of firelight, the red copper color formed by the full armor under the firelight burned people's eyes.

"It's the Blue Knight of Estud!"

"That's the Spreading Nuke warrior of Flanagan!"

"And the soldiers of the city guard!"

In an instant, the guests recognized the identities of the attacking soldiers.

Flanagan and Estud, who had disappeared before, stood at the front of the queue in fine armor, and the combination of excellent commanders and excellent soldiers crushed those who opposed them with a huge pressure.

The gloom of defeat was evident in the faces of the royals who opposed Flomien, and it was already clear that the "coup d'état by force" led by Flomien, Flanagan and Estud was about to wipe them out, and that they had lost hope of turning the tables around.

And the nobles who were very cheerful before had already shut up when those elite soldiers appeared, and considered their family's future options and ways out in silence.

For a moment, silence and solemnity replaced the previous noisy atmosphere.

However, the crowd soon found their place of hope - they set their sights on the location of "Salorath", and if there was anyone here who could oppose Flomien and them, she was the only one who was most qualified.

Fromion sensed the thought, too, and turned his gaze to his sister to see what choice she would make.

For a time, "Saloras" became the focus. (To be continued......)