Sibor Castle.
Carolina followed the trace shown by the tracking spell and walked toward the Quel Trading Company's station. Her steps were decisive and a little excited.
Because Carolina felt that she was finally going to see the guy that she had been searching for for hundreds of years but had been hiding from her. Even though Carolina herself admitted that this was a one-sided pursuit, there was nothing that could stop her from meeting her sweetheart at this moment, unless —
Suddenly, a red light flashed on her chest!
Carolina's expression suddenly changed. She quickly reached out and held up the necklace on her chest. The fiery red crystal hanging on the necklace was flashing dazzlingly at this moment, as if it was an alarm.
Her finger lightly touched the crystal, and a ripple visible to the naked eye rippled from the surface of the crystal, and then a line of text suddenly floated in front of Carolina.
This line of text was not the language of humans or elves, but the most ancient and orthodox dragon language. Carolina only took a glance and was stunned on the spot!
The line of text was impressively written: "The skeleton of Nairíos was found on the outskirts of Xiilias City. Quickly go to the Xiilias Palace to deal with this matter."
The floating text was like a light smoke, and after staying in the air for more than ten seconds, it dissipated in the air. However, Carolina still maintained her posture just now, motionless as if she was struck by lightning.
A teardrop slowly slid down her beautiful face and landed on the ground with a plop.
Then the second drop, the third drop.
Carolina stretched out her hand and covered her mouth with all her might, for fear that she would cry out loud. However, tears had already blurred her eyes, and her beautiful face seemed to become a lot more haggard in an instant.
Her body seemed to be out of control as she took two steps back. She stared blankly at the place where the text just disappeared as if she had lost the ability to think.
Suddenly, Carolina seemed to have figured something out. She tried hard to hold back her tears. First, she looked at the Quel Trading Company's station less than 100 meters away, and then suddenly turned her head to the east. That was the direction of Xiilias City.
The fiery red dress fluttered gently. Carolina stepped forward and then suddenly ran.
Before the passersby could understand why this goddess-like beauty was crying and running, they only saw a beam of dazzling red light flash by, followed by a deafening dragon roar!
At this moment, the gorgeous glass of Sibor Castle Cathedral was shattered!
At this moment, all the civilians in Sebor Castle were rooted to the spot by the dragon roar that came from a superior dragon.
A gigantic silhouette suddenly appeared in the sky. Its shadow covered almost half of Sibor Castle. The civilians on the ground noticed the silhouette that was like a cloud blocking the sun. Just as they raised their heads to catch a glimpse of the gigantic body that symbolized the top of the food chain on the continent, the red dragon spread its wings and flew a thousand meters away in the blink of an eye. Then, it turned into a black dot and disappeared into the distant clouds!
Only the dragon's roar continued to reverberate in the sky, filled with bone-piercing grief.
Many, who was studying the hidden blade in his hand, suddenly looked up and quickly rushed out of the house, only to hear the deafening dragon roar.
"Dragon race?" Noda walked up to Many and looked at the eastern sky doubtfully.
Many nodded, but suddenly remembered the fiery red silhouette that looked at him for less than a second in the Elder Council.
Many shook his head. He did not understand why this woman that he had never spoken to suddenly appeared in his mind. He drove her out of his mind. Many looked down at his left wrist and tried to raise his palm.
"Crack!"
A sharp blade with traces of carbon elements shot out from his wrist. Many nodded and sighed in his heart. This was really a sharp assassination weapon. It was very well hidden!
Many tried to wave it, but it seemed that he was not used to the hidden blade below his wrist. Then, he turned around and continued to practice with Noda while exploring how to use this sharp blade.
Sylvia was writing a letter to her father in her room. She had decided not to return to Dashiell for the time being. As for the reason, it was obvious when she looked at Many in the open space downstairs from time to time.
Salia obediently sat on a chair beside the open space, carefully observing many things. She was discussing the usage of the hidden blades with Noda. Listening to their discussion about offense and defense, the little girl blinked her beautiful eyelashes, and from time to time, a thoughtful expression appeared on her face.
Ever since she showed off her power at the banquet, no one dared to treat the cute little girl, Salia, as an ordinary little girl.
Even Elena and Salia were talking a little unnaturally now. Sorcerers were a very honorable title for humans. Unlike ordinary nobles, people respected sorcerers from the bottom of their hearts.
The people of Saint-Remain's reverence for the nobles could now be understood as the reverence for the "ancestors" of these nobles. Because their country was fought by the ancestors of these nobles with their flesh and blood. But for the current nobles, people hated them far more than they respected them.
Corruption, abuse of power, and all kinds of indisputable facts had made the hard-working commoners maintain the greatest tolerance for the nobles.
But this was like a dam trying to stop a flood. When the dam cracked, the result was already doomed.
On the other hand, sorcerers walked in the secular world and won people's respect with their extraordinary strength. Although the character of a sorcerer was also mixed, it was an indisputable fact that this group could win universal respect.
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Count's Mansion.
Victoria picked up the investigation report in her hand, but she could not speak of the bitterness in her heart.
After the assassination yesterday, Victoria immediately summoned all the people from the inquisition and the castle defense department to investigate the background and motive of the assassin.
Just now, a neat report was presented to her by her subordinates.
"Martin Hannibal, twenty-six years old this year.
Born in Sibor territory, originally lived in the old city.
Used to be a farmer, had a sister and a pair of parents at home.
About three years ago, because of the demolition and transformation of the old city, Martin's family did not get the compensation they deserved. They sought the city construction department to reason things out and a conflict occurred.
Martin's father, Bolpe, was seriously injured by the city defense guards who rushed to the scene and later died. Martin's mother, Paula, went to the inquisition the next day to file a lawsuit. On her way home, she was robbed and killed by unknown thugs.
Martin's sister was arrested by the city defense guards afterward, and her whereabouts are still unknown (possibly dead).
Then Martin disappeared for two and a half years, and was again recorded as a waiter at the Bohemia Hotel. He resigned six months later.
Before the incident, he lived in Borg Village outside Sibor Castle. According to the search results, no suspicious items were found.
Half a month ago, Martin successfully applied for the job of a banquet waiter.
Note: There is evidence that Martin's parents and sister were killed under the instruction of the team leader of the city defense guards, Joy. "
Looking at the very objective information sorted out by her trusted aide, Victoria frowned a little bitterly and sighed softly.
No wonder he was willing to risk his life to kill her. His family's misfortune had given him enough reason to take revenge. Martin came to find her, and Victoria admitted that he was not in the wrong.
Although she was the lord of Sibor, when it came to what she had done for the low-level civilians in Sibor, she was really powerless.
It was not that she did not want to improve the people's livelihood. In today's aristocratic class, after her decree was issued, it would be a blessing if ten percent of the content was implemented.
As for the welfare funds allocated to the low-level people, it was consumed by the layers of the aristocratic class, completely becoming the pocket money of these aristocratic lords.
Today, the female Count, who always thought that she had extraordinary means and could handle various levels of power with ease, finally wanted to slow down the pace of her pursuit of power and began to reflect on whether her actions were right or not.
Pulling open the huge bookcase, Victoria's fingers gently brushed over the classified files, which were all the political decisions and policy promotion made in the Sibor territory after she inherited the title of the Count.
In the past, these files were her capital of pride, but what about now?
She pulled out a file, which happened to be written on it, "The Demolition and Transformation of the Old City in the East of Sibor Castle."
Because of this decree, the slums of Sibor basically changed from the old to the new, but most of the natives were driven to the villages outside the castle, and the compensation of gold coins was delayed due to the corruption of the aristocrats. The people who lived in the new city were the relatives of the aristocrats. The appearance of the city changed, but because of this, countless people lost their homes that they had lived in for many years.
Was it worth it?
Was it right?