Chapter 703: Scarlet Iris (below)

   Chapter 703 Scarlet Iris (Part 2)
   The plot of the two chapters before and after has undergone major changes. It is recommended to refresh and watch it again.
  
   "All this is not accidental, Your Highness, even that Lausanne II may serve the Duke! In any case, you can't stay any longer..." Wyah whispered.
"In these few hours, they split up." On the other side, the Seychelles captain gritted his teeth, and what he said made Jen frown again and again. There is also a casino errand to spy on key information."
   "What news?" Zhan said solemnly.
  Seychelles hesitated, and he whispered something close to the Duke's ear.
  Jane's eyes narrowed.
   He looked at Thales with cold eyes.
  Besides this, what else did this little brat find out about?
   "Wait! I think I got it, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle!"
  Sheila stood in the middle, waving vigorously:
   "But that's not the way to deal with the problem anyway..."
   But unfortunately, no one on both sides pays attention to her now.
   "Unfortunately we know too late..." Wyah whispered.
   "Fortunately we found out in time..." Seychelles said to Jenn.
   "Now the arena is full of Emerald Legion and vigilantes, and there is a steady stream of support," Wyar sighed softly to Thales, "They have the upper hand, and we are in a disadvantageous situation..."
   "There is a net around the arena, just for this moment," Seychelles said coldly, "No matter what they plan, they can't succeed..."
   After listening to the report, Jen took a deep breath and stared at Thales:
   "Seychelles, are you sure?"
"Very sure, my lord," the Seychelles captain said firmly, without doubt, "Before this, they were still searching for exits, spying and even directly attacking the weak points of our security, and at least one team was transferred away by wrong summons. Post - They must have a ghost in their hearts and made an escape plan early!"
   Thales pondered the key point and looked at the attendant:
   "Wiya, what are you going to do now?"
"We each perform our duties, Your Highness," Wyah said nervously, "Kongmuto and the others are creating chaos, trying to move the guards away, while Kusta is going to clear the obstacles and arrange the escape route, and Jaynard is leading the way. Jenny was waiting outside, the incident was urgent, we couldn't find Hugo's flag officer, but we couldn't care more..."
"So I have reason to believe, Your Excellency," the Seychelles captain waved his hand, "the chaos in the arena, including the two imposter contestants, is just a pretense, just for this moment, they It's not good for you!"
"When you arrive at the place, please don't hesitate and don't look back. Ride a horse and run. It's better to run out of the city and find a courtier who is loyal to the royal family..." Huaiya looked at death, "As long as you can escape alone, the rest of us People are safe..."
   Thales and Jen looked at each other from a distance.
   And there was suspicion in the eyes of both sides.
   "Your order at the beginning was right," the Seychelles captain gritted his teeth. "This Highness is very dangerous, and he should be isolated and guarded in isolation—just wait for your order, Your Excellency."
  Jane raised his hand gently:
   "Wait a minute, Seychelles."
   "Wait for my signal, Your Highness," Wyah glanced at everyone and shoved the alerter to Thales, "We'll stop later..."
   Thales sighed:
   "Wya, wait..."
   Facing the two sides who were arguing with swords, Xilai became more and more headaches.
   "Cassian, can you stop this conflict?"
   "Of course," Cassian smiled, "Which side do you want me to attack?"
   Sheila sighed.
   "Big guy, can we calm down? There are so many people watching here - you'd better come up with a good excuse, such as the Duke and the prince, wherever they are, training their subordinates in the stands?"
  Yeah, bad.
   Thales looked at the guards coming from all over the arena, felt the gazes of other stands, and suddenly felt a headache.
   And so many people watching... eh?
   The next second, Thales was shocked.
   So many people watching…
  Yes, what did he just think of? If you don't kill people, no one will listen...
   At this moment, the host's voice, which had been silent for a while due to the accident in the Duke's stand, resounded in the arena again.
   "Wait, you... why... come this way..."
  Only this time, his voice was very flustered.
   Everyone turned their heads in unison: the black-armored warrior and the white-robed swordsman, the two offenders had already broken through the guards' obstacles and stood under the host at this moment.
   I saw the white-robed swordsman nodded to the black-armored warrior, he passed the latter, and walked to the stage without haste.
   Thales shuddered and pushed the person in front of him away:
   "Stop them!"
   He pointed to the host station in the distance and yelled at Jenn:
   "They're going to occupy the host! That microphone!"
   Everyone was stunned for a second,
   But soon, Jen also realized something, his expression changed:
   "Seychelles!"
   However, far water is not as close to fire: the swordsman in white came to the host station and approached step by step.
   The host's voice was originally full of vigor, but this moment changed its tone:
   "No no no, you can't come up! I'm still explaining the election... Don't touch the microphone... No, ah! Ouch! No, no, no help!"
   On this side, Seychelles is still hurriedly giving orders, on the other side, the sound of entanglement and fighting on the host platform spread through the microphone through the entire arena.
   Soon, a strange and solemn voice replaced the host and sounded in the arena:
"go away."
   The host screamed, rolled down the steps, and hurried away.
The accident on the host stage shook the audience through the microphone, attracting everyone's attention for a while, even the two sides who were arguing in the Duke's stand stopped. There was an uproar, and more than ten seconds later, louder shouts came from the crowd outside the arena.
   "What happened above?"
   "Someone wants to be popular and crazy?"
   "Want to steal the limelight from the Duke and Prince?"
   "It's not uncommon for such a thing to happen, wait for the guards to catch him, and then wait for the prison meal..."
   "Don't! I bet on him!"
   vassals, nobles, businessmen, foreign guests... almost everyone stood up on their seats, in shock, and some even wanted to cross the fence to watch the fun, but were stopped by the vigilantes and green hats.
"I know…"
   At this moment, that unfamiliar and stern voice—the white-robed swordsman’s voice sounded again, shaking the arena:
   "I know, Emerald City, I know that you came to choose the general, not to see this."
   He tightened his voice:
   "But now, listen—I—speak."
  The audience in the major stands was silent, and even some of the players who were fighting on the field stopped.
   I saw the swordsman in white standing on the stage. He still hid his face behind his helmet and looked at the entire election arena.
   "I see," Thales stared at what happened on the opposite host, "He's doing what you did."
  Zhan turned back: "What? What did I do?"
   "Royal banquet, remember? Anker Bailar," Thales said in a trance, "He, he is forcing everyone to listen, and then..."
  Jane's eyes narrowed.
   "Listen to what? Who is Anker Bailar?" Hillary was still confused.
   Thales and Jen looked at each other and understood something.
   "Back off, Star Lake Guard," Thales sighed, "Now."
   "Put up your arms, Seychelles," Jenn ordered as well. "Our enemy is not here."
   The two sides facing each other were startled, but the voice of the swordsman in white resounded again inside and outside the arena, attracting attention and contributing to the elimination of the hostility between the two sides:
   "As you know, this morning, Caquere Guard, unfortunately died in the Emerald City."
   His voice was very low, very deep, not fast, but there was an inexplicable sense of grief and anger:
   "One person, one life, one husband, one father, all on the street."
  The death of Caquere was the big news this morning. The whole arena exploded immediately, and the various stands responded differently:
The nobles and vassals were cautious and kept silent. The bureaucrats looked serious and exchanged glances. The businessmen were terrified and whispered to each other. The foreign state guests were curious and waited to watch the excitement. Buzzing, everyone is excited to discuss.
  Of course, more people turned their heads one after another, looking at the Duke's stand either naturally or unnaturally.
   "Damn, I thought their target was either you or me." Jen said to Thales with a gloomy face.
   Sheila frowned:
"what about me?"
   "So the focus of the defense is here, ignoring the host, but..." Zhan ignored his sister, he took a deep breath, "But it doesn't matter, since they show up, it's easy to handle."
   Thales urged everyone to put away their weapons and think deeply.
   The sound in the microphone is louder:
   "But he's not the only one!"
   On the stage, the swordsman in white raised his arms high:
"Too many people have died in the Emerald City these days—wine merchants, wool merchants, vigilantes, apologists, accountants, sons of ex-mercenaries, etc... They all died, but they never saw the light of day. People know, just for some ridiculous reason!"
   Thales, Jenn, and Hillary looked at each other, feeling each other's surprise and unease.
   Under the presidency, the black armored warriors waved their swords one after another, instantly eliminating the two teams of guards who wanted to approach.
   "That's..." Looking at the skills of the black armored warrior, Huaya was in shock.
   "Yes, that's him," D.D said solemnly, "not dead."
   But he is no longer the biggest threat.
   Thales stared at the man in white on the stage from a distance.
   "However, the real murderer who killed them not only hides behind the scenes and is at large, but also slanders and framed them, trying to frame the heir of the kingdom!"
  The man in white said coldly:
   "His Royal Highness who tried to drive away and bring justice to the Emerald City."
   Thales frowned tightly, and Wyah stood closer to the prince.
   "...just to hide his own hypocritical and ugly face and cover up the monstrous things he once did."
   In the next second, the swordsman in white raised his head, pointed his long sword directly at the Duke's stand opposite the arena, and shouted angrily:
   "That's right, Jenn Kevin Dill!"
   "Our wise Duke, you, you are the real murderer behind the scenes!"
   The swordsman in white said loudly:
"You killed Dagory Moss, the wine merchant! Diop the wool merchant! Jeff Rene, the chief of vigilance! Slimani, the defense attorney! Porwyn, the obscure boxer! Kill Prince Thales' security officer, Caquere vigilante!"
  The audience was in an uproar again.
   The words of the swordsman in white were like a thunderstorm that blew up the entire arena.
"My goodness…"
"How is this going…"
  "It must be framed, empty vernacular, one-sided words, don't believe it..."
   "It's a conspiracy of foreign forces!"
   "But what if it's true?"
   "Go on! I still want to hear it!"
   "Seychelles!"
On the Duke's stand, Zhan said coldly, "How did you drag it to this point!"
  Seychelles, dripping with cold sweat, urged his subordinates over and over again.
"It's too late, most of the legion is attracted by the events here," Kassian sighed, "and it's too far from here to the host stage, and the middle is still crowded with unknown contestants, stretching their necks. The crowd pushing forward..."
   "There is also an extreme realm master blocking it." Glover stared at the black armored warrior.
  Jane was holding on to the railing with an unknown expression.
   "But what is this? Why?" Hillary asked in confusion. "Just to grab a microphone and then throw dirty water on you?"
   "No—it's misleading." Thales spoke suddenly, attracting their attention.
"what?"
   "Little Borwyn's death was not for the Emerald City to see," Thales shook his head, "but for you to see, Jenn, even, only for you to see."
  Jane's eyes tightened and he clenched his fists.
   "Then, and then you're misguided to do what they expected, to respond, to try to counter it, to do... those things you 'have to do'."
   Thales sighed: "It's also what they want you to do."
   What they want you to do…
   "I didn't kill them." Zhan gritted his teeth.
   "I know, but what's important at this moment is not whether you killed them, but..." Thales' voice was low, and he shook his head.
  Xilei's expression slowly changed after hearing the words.
   "But more than that, Jenn, more than that..."
   The reverberation of the swordsmen in white reverberated in the arena under the night sky, causing the lights to flicker.
"It's not enough to kill them, you still use all your relationship means from top to bottom, from black to white, from the Blood Bottle Gang to the Vigilance Hall, bending the law for personal gain, fabricating facts, burying secrets, falsifying the truth... Why? Why! Ask Ask the Emerald City, what is it that makes you so mad, you have to bury them at any cost, and never teach them?"
  Zhan stared at the man in white on the stage, his eyes splitting.
   "But I know, Emerald City, I know why."
  The noise in the arena is getting louder and louder, and it is getting harder and harder for the vigilantes to maintain order in the stands and entrances.
   Finally, two more teams of guards broke through the crowd and rushed to the stage with torches, but the soldiers in black armor stood at the bottom of the steps, one man was the gatekeeper, and ten thousand men were not allowed to open.
   "Because, because eleven years ago..."
   At that moment, Thales noticed keenly: Jenn by his side trembled slightly.
"Dagory Moss, who was still a nameless man at the time, received a sum of money from an unknown source," the swordsman in white said in a deep voice, "He took the money and found a middleman between black and white. , Diop, who was just getting started, hired a professional killer—Borwyn who licked blood."
   "So, that year, the Duke of Leinster was unfortunately assassinated."
The voice of    fell, and the entire arena was like a sea wave crashing on the shore, and a huge sound wave broke out.
  Moss, Diop, Borwyn…
  Huiya exchanged glances with others, then quickly took out the notebook in his arms and hurriedly flipped through it.
   "Seychelles!"
   Above the stand, Zhan suddenly shouted angrily:
   "Stop the fight! Just rush into the arena, destroy the megaphone, arrest them! Now! Now!"
   Thales has never seen Jenn so complacent. He and Shi Lai looked at each other and felt the surprise in their hearts.
  Seychelles was taken aback.
   "Call, stop? But my lord, according to the rules of the election, before the winner is decided... if we let the army rush in..."
   "Go to the rules of tm!"
  Zhan roared disregarding his manners, and half of his body leaned out of the stand:
   "My family's election will be decided by me!"
The appearance of the Duke    caught many people's attention, and many people were talking about it. Sheila reacted the fastest and immediately pulled her brother back:
   "It's okay, Knights of Seychelles, just treat this as a violation of law and order: the crazy talk of a lunatic, there is no need to send the Emerald Legion army out, and there are so many foreign guests watching."
   "No! I want you to—"
   "Jann!"
   Xilai grabbed his brother's hand fiercely and interrupted sharply:
   "This will make us even more embarrassed and more speechless!"
   The Duke of South Bank stared blankly at his sister, and seemed unable to react.
   Sheila took a deep breath, leaned forward, pressed his forehead, and looked into his brother's eyes.
   "Don't forget, brother, we are Kevin Deere, we are Tricolor Iris - we can't fall into the enemy's tricks!"
   Hearing the family name, Jenn trembled slightly.
   After a few seconds, he took a deep breath, squeezed his sister's hand tightly, and nodded in a trance.
   "Yes, yes, Sheila, you are, you are right..."
   Thales saw all this and frowned.
  Seychelles was a little dazed, but Cassien patted him on the shoulder, the former hesitated for a moment, nodded and turned away.
   "And after that..."
  Unfortunately, the words of the man in white are not over yet.
   "The Chief of Vigilance, Jeff Rene, with the expectation and anger of the entire Emerald City, he pursued all the way and found that this was a case of fraternal murder, so he arrested the so-called real murderer,"
   "The case-handling process and the case-closing report were recorded and written by the case-solving expert, the first-class security officer Slimani. The entire case, from evidence to motives, is complete. It can be described as seamless and iron-clad."
  The man in white gave a faint sneer:
   "Therefore, the 'real murderer' found by the vigilance hall is unjust, and the respected Viscount of Gonghai City - Sona Calvindell, was imprisoned."
"However, no matter how tortured and intimidated he received, he still refused to confess his guilt and refused to give in... Until one day, the jailer guarding his cell, Captain Caquere, came to report: Viscount Sona 'suicide in fear of crime' in prison, only Leaving a bluntly worded and scribbled 'suicide note' confessing his crime - murdering his brother and treason."
   The swordsman in white giggled when he said this.
   The noise in the arena was louder, and everyone was arguing in shock, excitement and fear.
  Rene, Srimani, Kaquere…
   Thales was stunned.
  Wiya listened to these names and flipped through his own notes, his expression became more and more ugly.
   "Yes, Moss, Diop, Porwin, Rene, Slimani, and Kaquere..."
"Because of this past, in the next eleven years, they have been rewarded: some have risen sharply, some have grown in wealth, some have become famous, and some, even if their father committed the crime of assassination, they are still able to secure food and clothing. worry."
  The words of the man in white carry deep hatred:
"But also because of this past, eleven years later, when someone began to investigate the past, when the central royal family began to doubt the truth, when Prince Thales began to track down the old case, and when the real culprit tried to cover up the past to protect himself, they were tragically silenced. , died unexpectedly! Even the method of death has been fabricated by people, unknown, and never seen the light of day!"
   "Really, Your Highness?" Wyah looked at Thales in surprise, "You really... come here for this?"
   Thales sighed.
   Well, even Wya thinks so.
   The noise in the arena was getting louder and louder, and the messengers in charge of broadcasting the victory and defeat did not dare to spread these things out of the arena, but others had already spread the word.
   "Yes, Emerald City!"
   The next second, the man in white suddenly grabbed the long sword!
   "Duke Jenn, whom you love, is a beast with no conscience!"
   As if to match him, the noise in the arena grew louder.
   Even many of the people who maintained the order - from the Emerald Legion and the Vigilance Hall - looked horrified.
"Eleven years ago, he hired a murderer to kill his father, the revered old duke Leinster Calvin Dill, then put the blame on his uncle, deceived the whole kingdom, and finally sat on the blood-stained throne. , become the Duke of Southbank!"
   The man in white roared, heartbreaking:
   "Kill his father and kill his relatives, full of evil - the unrighteous duke!"
   At that moment, Thales was stunned.
  Xile was also stunned, she let go of Jen subconsciously and took a step back.
   The Duke of South Bank trembled slightly, and he looked at his sister's movements with complicated eyes.
   But he didn't say anything, but continued to turn his head and stared at the man in white on the host stage, his face stiff and he didn't say a word.
  In the stands, the arguing between the duke and the prince has long since disappeared, replaced by the same shock from both sides.
   "Let's just say, we were right. Killing the father, falsely prosecuting, silencing the mouth, and pressing down," D.D was terrified. "Then... do we still need it, take His Highness... run..."
   "It doesn't matter, look at this scene," Glover listened to the tsunami in his ears, "I don't believe it, can he kill the entire Emerald City to silence him?"
   "That's not necessarily, those nobles... For the sake of fame and power, you never know what they dare to do," Morgan said in a sullen voice, his eyes wandering, "Whether the price is a person, a village, or a city."
   "Wait, you know, His Highness is also a noble?" D.D turned his head.
"They, these people, Moss, Diop, Slimani... these dead people," Wyah flipped through the notes in disbelief, "these dead people, they were real back then, they really did... those things? Duke replacement ?"
   "No, I don't believe it."
   "Really?" Wyah turned to look at Paul.
  Paul nodded, his tone grim: "If it's true, then they won't live now."
  The crowd could not help but look sideways.
   "Oh, they didn't survive either," D.D interjected.
  Paul took a deep breath, glared at Doyle, and forcibly resisted the desire to fight back.
   "What matters is not whether they did it or not," Miranda said quietly, attracting everyone's attention, "it is that they are dead, and there is no way to verify this."
   She raised her eyes and looked at the stiff back of the Duke of South Bank:
   "Up to now, the only thing that can be verified, or in other words, what we want us to verify is..."
   On the other side, Cassien, who was standing beside Shi Lai, sighed, not knowing what to think, while Seychelles was full of anger, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled.
   The words of the man in white rang again:
"Today, all the people who have died are the ones he tried to silence, tried to cover up this crime, committed the crime, because they knew the most shameful and ugly secret, because they knew that Jenn Kevin Dier was in those days. What he did was something that people and gods were outraged about."
   The swordsman in white raised his volume, and he swung his sword:
   "Jane Calvindir! Patriarch!"
"Nowadays, from the top to the bottom, from the princes to the common officials, from the dignitaries to the street scoundrels, from the vigilance hall to the blood bottle gang, there are too many people who can confirm this, and prove that you hide your secrets in order to divert your attention, and you don't hesitate to fabricate them. Facts bury sins, how many perverted things have been done before and after, and how many innocent people have been harmed!"
   "From the dead to the living, from the Vigilance Hall to the Blood Bottle Gang, the evidence is everywhere, do you still want to deny it!"
   In the next second, the entire arena boiled, first inside the arena, then outside, first the audience, and then the bewildered vigilantes and Jade sergeants.
   "Misguided, misguided," Jen murmured to himself, he looked at Thales with a haggard and sarcastic smile, "You're right, your father, ha, he's really...awesome."
   Xilai's face was pale, his eyes were complicated, and he didn't know what to think.
   Thales saw it in his eyes, with mixed feelings in his heart.
   "Ridiculous!"
   Another voice suddenly sounded.
  Many people turned their heads together: I saw one of the thirteen decreeed earls, the Earl of Lasia of Zedi, standing up in the vassal's stand, bristling with anger.
   He pushed aside the eldest son who was blocking him, and drew his weapon:
   "The case back then was so clear and clear—the rats made blasphemy, and they dared to spray people with blood!"
  Under the suspicious eyes of many people, Count Lasia rushed down from the stand:
   "For the reputation of the leader of the South Bank, it doesn't matter if you live or die, take him down! Kill him! Bring a bow and crossbow and shoot him to death!"
   Count's actions caused a small disturbance, but fortunately, the Count was quickly stopped by his eldest son and did not rush into the arena, which was already a mess, mixed with guards, contestants, and spectators.
Behind the Count   , all the vassals had solemn expressions, and Sister Karabyan raised their folding fans to hide their faces.
"Who are you!"
   In the crowd, someone shouted loudly, and immediately got a lot of responses.
   The man in white sneered when he heard this:
   "The rat, the rat, the rat?"
   He threw down his long sword at will.
   "Excuse my rudeness, respect the noble Duke of Xinghu, His Royal Highness Thales."
   The swordsman in white stretched out his hands and pressed his visor.
   In front of the entire arena, he took off his helmet, revealing a round face with a young but vicissitudes of life.
   I saw him smiling lightly:
   "And of course you, Jenn Kevin Dill, my dearest and most admired cousin, and oh, and you, my dearest cousin, Cecilia."
   cousin.
  Cousin?
   Thales was startled.
   The next second, he looked at the round face of the swordsman in white, suddenly reacted, and quickly turned his head: "He is—"
   But Thales stopped when he spoke:
   In front of him, both Jenn and Shi Lai were stunned, shocked.
   "Brother, he, he..." Shiley couldn't believe it.
   "No, it's impossible." Jenn sat down blankly.
   "It's been a long time, Emerald City," the round-faced uninvited guest dropped his helmet, his tone was indifferent, and there was a rare resentment hidden between the lines, "My name is Federico Calvin Dier."
   "The late Honorary Viscount of Gonghai City, the eldest son of Sona Calvindil."
  The crowd fell silent.
   Federico Kevin Dier.
What?
   Count Lasia, who was roaring to kill, was taken aback for a moment.
   The next moment, the whole arena became noisy again, and many people began to clamor.
   Thales took a deep breath and tried his best not to see the Kevin Deeres.
"That's right, cousin, I'm not dead," the uninvited guest calling himself Federico said softly, his eyes piercing the incredible Jenn, "Actually, I came from the prison river, from the place where you sent me to the high seas to feed the fish. An ocean-going ship... crawled back."
   "Come back and correct all the injustices and grievances buried in Kongming Palace over the past eleven years."
   At this moment, Federico's whispers echoed throughout the arena:
   "For my father, for me, and for the Emerald City."
   "More Kevin Deere, for the blood-stained..."
   "Iris."
   The next second, Federico laughed and drew a wrapped flag from behind - shaking it in the air.
   Thales frowned.
   In Federico's laughter, under Jen's anger, and in the light of the lights, the flag fluttered in the wind, revealing the irises on the flag.
   and the tricolor irises on the giant triangular pennant under the duke's stand, facing each other far away.
   There is only one difference.
  Iris on Federico’s flag, top to bottom…
   are all dark red.
   The color of blood.
   "Ning because of friends..."
  Under the night sky, across the entire arena, Federico stared at his cousin on the opposite side, and in the midst of thousands of lights and endless noise, he said:
   "Don't die with the enemy."
   Federico's voice fell, and a monstrous noise erupted inside and outside the arena again.
   "Goddess of the sunset, Federico, Federico Calvindier... Is that really him?"
"Who is that?"
   "That is, the son of Viscount Sona, I was in Gonghai City before, and I saw..."
   "I remember him, but... isn't he dead? With Sona's rebels?"
   "Yes, that's what I heard too, dying in the stubborn rebellion..."
   "What does he mean by 'high seas'?"
   "Isn't that true? Duke Jane, he killed himself..."
   "Shhh! Shut up!"
   "Hurry up and go, don't watch the fun, you will bleed in a while!"
   In the stands, Thales took a deep breath.
  In his eyes, the back of the Duke of South Bank has never been so thin:
   He leaned against the railing with one hand, facing the entire arena alone, under the criticism and judgment of thousands of eyes, and his body was shaky.
   Beside him, Shi Lai was in a trance and his hands were shaking.
   Thales clenched his fists and walked out of the protection range of the Star Lake Guards without a doubt.
   "Jann, Hilla, listen, I can help in this situation..."
   "Oh, of course, of course you can help, ha, help." Jenn's sneer was full of irony, which made Thales stop.
   Thales swallowed and turned to Hillary for help: "But first, you have to tell me, who is that guy?"
   "Sheila!"
  Xilei trembled slightly, then came back to his senses:
   "Oh, he is..."
   "It's not important!" Jenn said suddenly, interrupting them.
   "Before, he was a stubborn traitor," the duke's voice was cold and frosty, "now, he is a chaotic party that confuses people."
   Thales sighed and spoke as gently as possible: "Jane..."
   But Jenn interrupted him again:
   "He thought he won."
  Jane raised his head and looked at Federico on the stage and the iris flag in his hand.
   "But he forgot that in the game, the person with the most chips wins the game."
   Thales frowned.
   "Captain Seychelles!"
  Jane suddenly raised the volume, startling everyone.
  Seychelles trembled and knelt down on one knee in an unprecedented posture:
"grown ups!"
  I saw the Duke of South Bank slowly turning his head, his eyes were dark, but he was determined.
   "You and your Emerald Legion, are you still loyal to me and Iris?"
   "Swear to the death!"
"very good."
   Listening to their conversation, Thales suddenly felt bad.
   Kassian frowned behind Sheila.
   "Listen, the election will be unexpected and it has ended early." Jenn's voice was hoarse.
an early closure…
  Seychelles was taken aback, but still nodded:
"Yes."
   "You personally lead the team, only pick trustworthy sergeants, and let the Emerald Corps block the entire arena, maintain order, and calm down the chaos, especially remember: take down the perpetrators and hunt down your comrades."
  Seychelles' eyes froze.
   "If there is resistance, if there is non-compliance, or there is doubt or obstruction..."
  I saw Jen turned around, his eyes were cold:
   "shoot to kill."
   Thales trembled in his heart.
   In the distance, the blood-colored iris flag fluttered in the firelight.
   bright.
   But gloomy.
   (end of this chapter)