The week that is about to pass is quite difficult for everyone.

No matter His Majesty the King, the Elders' House, or the Cabinet, was spent in ease.

As for those officials of the Legal Affairs Bureau, they even counted their lives. For them, they not only had to face the angry calls of those who surrounded the General Department of the Legal Affairs Bureau, but also had to bear pressure from above.

Occasionally, one or two stones will come to the office of the Law and Political Department.

The glass on the window became their means of venting.

The "Abandoned Palace" where the envoys of the Delizhi Kingdom temporarily lived and the villa where the heirs of Sethburgh lived also became places where some protesters gathered in Franck City.

However, because the Paladin was closely guarded by the Paladin, the protesters could not do anything. They could only surround the square in front of the "Absolute Palace" and express their anger with neat noise and acts of blocking the road.

The protesters surrounding the door of the heir of Sethburg, the House of Josie, seemed more active. Perhaps because they absolutely did not have the guards of the Paladins like the "Abandoned Palace", nor were they as gloomy and terrifying as the Law and Political Department, so the protesters were somewhat fearless.

However, two balls of fire flew out from the window of the villa and exploded violently in front of the door.

The explosion not only turned a taxi cart at the door into burning debris, but also left a large pit with a diameter of six feet on the stiff pavement made of bluestone. The protesters then remembered the little Count who lived in the villa, a powerful and ruthless magician.

There have been rumors in the capital that this little magician has a terrifying power that is completely incompatible with his age. He has a terrifying ability to manipulate fire. On the day of the hearing, a high-level magician was burned to death by him in front of everyone. When he was attacked, he easily used terrible magic to smash the person who attacked him to pieces.

Out of fear of the power of the magician, the protesters no longer dared to approach this "devil's nest".

Although there were also one or two people who wanted to use their courage to show the world that in the face of justice and courage, the power of the demon would be useless.

However, these people failed without exception. They fell to the ground without taking a few steps.

There was no wound, nor any sign of attack.

Just in this silent way, the few people fell to the ground.

Those who saw this scene with their own eyes immediately lost their courage and all fled far away. Not long after, terrible rumors appeared in the capital. The heirs of Sethburgh had not only the power to manipulate flames, but also could easily curse anyone.

The cursed person will die immediately.

Rumors were like feet growing, circulating rapidly in the streets and alleys. Soon the protesters surrounding the villa disappeared without a trace, and everyone was afraid that the curse would fall on their heads.

For this reason, which nobles in the capital envied the heirs of Serthburg and envied him for his identity as a magician.

Having this magical power is sometimes more useful than having a higher position and a lower power.

Among them, the officials of the Legal Affairs Bureau were most envious of this because they were under the greatest pressure. What bothered them even more was that the attitude adopted by His Majesty the King was extremely awesome.

This supreme Majesty avoided talking about this matter, and he focused all his thoughts on the winter hunting party.

This escapist approach makes everyone feel helpless.

Without His Majesty’s support, the Legal Affairs Department must bear the pressure exerted by the Elders’ House and the Cabinet alone, but every official of the Legal Affairs Department knows that things have become deadlocked, and if witnesses and suspects are cast at this time, the situation will become even more unfavorable to them.

The harsh trials suffered by witnesses and suspects and the pain caused to them by torture instruments will turn into anger.

They will join forces with the protesters outside to rush towards the Legal Affairs and Political Department with a ten or a hundred times stronger than now.

At that time, the Elders' House and the Cabinet may put pressure on them again.

There are many shameful things in the Law and Political Department. Once they are shaken out, they may not be able to escape from the top to the bottom.

Because of this, although the Law and Political Department did not have the support of His Majesty the King, they were still under pressure from the Elders' House and the Cabinet in isolation and helplessness, and they had to fight for themselves.

In contrast to the tension in the capital, preparations for winter hunting are also underway.

For the king, this was his only reason to get rid of trouble. Therefore, he was not very enthusiastic about hunting. In previous years, he always asked Duke Fox to prepare for his preparations. This year, His Majesty the King actually carried out the work with great enthusiasm.

His Majesty the King even withdraws a considerable amount of funds from the already stretched treasury as an arrangement for winter hunting.

Because of this, this winter hunting scene was unprecedented after Francis XVI ascended the throne.

Even when Ruibo was invited by the royal family, two days before the winter hunting, he came to the Royal Hunting Ground 30 kilometers away from Franck, he was also surprised by the grandeur and luxurious scene.

Countless tents decorated with silk and brocade are built on a radius of one square kilometer of land.

The tents are tightly adjacent to each other and arranged neatly.

According to the grade and class of the guests, the size and decoration of the tent are also very different.

Ruibo, who only possesses the title of Earl and is in charge of remote southern counties, could only be regarded as one of the most inconspicuous people here.

In fact, aristocrats like him originally had a job in winter hunting, not just for hunting and leisure. Most earls had no chance to participate in hunting, and they were only part of the court ceremonial guards.

However, now the heir of Sethborg is a very popular figure in the capital, so such figures naturally need to be treated specially.

In a corner of the southwest of the camp, three tents were erected, specially prepared for the heirs of the Lord of the Serthburgh.

Rebe occupied the tent that was most close to the outside, and Miss Randy, Fanny and Listen shared another one. Eckert, who had no title, should have lived in a large tent outside with the palace guards and the chief stewards of the wealthy families. However, because he got along very well with many wealthy families in the capital, and he was also the representative of Lord Hyde, the guardian of Rebe, so His Majesty specially prepared a small inconspicuous tent for him.

Although it is just a tent, everything here is complete and even more comfortable and exquisite than ordinary hotels.

Not only is the floor covered with thick cashmere carpet, but the surrounding area is also tightly wrapped in cashmere.

There is a bed in one corner of the tent, not a small bed for traveling, but a large bed for two people.

There is a beautiful set of silver tea sets on the small coffee table beside the bed.

The other side of the tent is a wardrobe and dressing table.

All of this furniture is made of good red pine and is painted with varnish on the outside.

There is a copper stove in the center of the tent, so in this cold winter, you can't feel the cold in the tent.

A pot of tea was boiling on the stove, and the royal family's arrangements were indeed a bit luxurious.

Taking off the thick fur and hanging it in the closet, Rebeau really wanted to go into the tent where the ladies next door lived, and suddenly a court servant came to him and told him that His Majesty the King was holding a brief meeting, because he knew that he had arrived, and His Majesty the King hoped that he could attend.

Follow the attendant, pass through a tightly guarded and heavily guarded gate and enter the inner circle of the hunting camp, where His Majesty the King, the Cabinet Ministers and several dukes live.

Unlike the outer circle, the one who takes on the guarding duties here is His Majesty the King's most trusted Paladin Order.

Four watch towers about twenty meters high were also built at the four corners of the inner circle, but the sentry standing on the top of the tower were not sentries, but members of the Paladin Order and magicians holding heavy crossbows.

The back half of the inner circle was occupied by huge tents, which was the place where His Majesty the King rested, and the tents of the cabinet's officials and dukes were much larger and more luxurious than the one that Ruibo lived in.

After all, in this place, grade represents everything.

In the center of the inner circle is the largest tent, which looks a bit like a giant circus tent, but the many silk and gold-line embroidered brocades used to decorate are obviously only the royal family that has such a big deal.

Ruibo sorted out his appearance and walked into the big tent.

In the center of the tent was a long table, and on the throne at the far end of the long table was His Majesty the King.

Sitting beside him was a young man with a clean face, a thin body, and even a little shaky. Although Ruibo had never seen him before, he could have guessed that he was the weak and sick crown prince.

Looking at the successor of the Kingdom of Francis, Rebow couldn't help but shake his head secretly. As rumored, the crown prince was likely to not survive the day of inheriting the throne. Seeing him sitting there, Rebow seemed to see a patient lying on the bed dying.

The dukes sat on both sides of the long table closest to His Majesty the King. Obviously, the seats here are also arranged according to the title.

The only exceptions are Marquis Keane and a majestic magician.

The tent was extremely noisy, and the atmosphere here seemed to have entered the bloody arena of the rumored ancient basil tower empire. Several people stood up, pointed at each other, and quarreled fiercely there.

"Earl Medin, we are talking about that attack. You are the person involved. There are a lot of people here who want to hear your opinions."

His Majesty the King interrupted the people who were arguing fiercely. No one dared to disobey His Majesty's will in person, so those people had to sit down.

Rebow glanced at His Majesty the King. From His Majesty's expression, he could see that the Supreme did not care what he said, but just used him to change the subject and ease the overly intense atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, although I am a party to the attack, I don't know much more than you. This attack is like the mystery of Morphens in the legend of God, and it is hard to guess. All the evidence shows that this is a complete coincidence." Ruibo said indifferently.

"Earl Medin, what is confused about us now is not the view of the attack. Everyone here knows that after the efforts of the Legal Affairs Bureau, we finally entered a dead end. Now we are concerned about how to escape from this matter. The attack has become a big quagmire, and everyone is trapped in the quagmire and cannot escape. But you are the only exception. I really envy you. It would be great if I could also use magic. Ordinary people's fear of magic is obviously far above any secular authority." A middle-aged official said, his tone was full of sarcasm, and it was obvious that his position was hostile to Serthborg.

"What suggestions do you have?" Ruibo asked back.

The official never looked at Ribo again, and turned his head and said to another person:

"I still stick to my opinion. This incident was entirely because the Legal Affairs Department defied the power of civilians. In order to please the envoys and... and some big names, they detained many civilians without authorization. Most of them were innocent bystanders. As far as I know, the Legal Affairs Department used torture instruments for most of them. It was this incident that aroused public anger. Therefore, the only solution was to release all the detained persons. The Legal Affairs Department should apologize for this and even give appropriate compensation. Officials of the Legal Affairs Department related to this matter should voluntarily resign to calm public anger."

"No, I have said so many times. Someone is deliberately inciting this matter. Whether it is an attack or a civilian riot, it is all the clever arrangements of the person hiding behind the scenes. For now, the only way to use thunderous means to completely suppress the mobs." Another person jumped up next to him and argued.

The tent immediately returned to the original scene.

Rebow looked at it and saw His Majesty the King frowning tightly. Marquis Keen, who was called His Majesty's think tank, rubbed his temple helplessly. It was obvious that he was having a great headache.

What interested Ruibo was that those quarrels were just small characters he had never seen before. The real leading characters sat quietly next to him, just occasionally saying a few words, but those quarrels immediately understood and the quarrels would revolve around those few words.

Looking at the open and secret battles at the long table, Ruibo felt extremely funny. This was really an interesting burlesque performance.

Everyone at the long table performs the role of a clown, and Ribo even suspects that the quarrel will be like the scene of cake flying around in comics that is often found.

"Okay, okay, please stop arguing. At the moment when winter hunting is about to begin, let us retain some pleasant mood. It seems that it is difficult to make a decision before hunting. Let's leave it to discuss it after the hunting is over." His Majesty the King obviously wanted to use his usual methods to avoid the problems in front of him.

But this time he couldn't get what he wanted. The bosses of the Elders' House and Cabinet who had not spoken out all stood up this time, and their reasons were not unreasonable.

If this matter is not resolved, the order in the capital will become messy, and the situation will worsen. The more delayed it will be, the more uncontrollable things will become.

His Majesty the King originally planned to get up and leave, but he was entangled by everyone and could not escape. He pointed his eyes for help at the court advisor.

Marquis Keane also felt quite embarrassed. Although he did have unique visions in internal affairs and diplomacy, he, who has always been peaceful, is not good at such intrigues.

Although he was also very clear that there were people behind the scenes of this matter, and what the elders and the cabinet officials had their own thoughts, the final analysis was that the civilians had been incited and how to appease them was the real difficulty.

The only way Marquis Keane could think of was to send troops to suppress him, but he was calm and he would never want to see such a situation.

He quietly glanced at everyone with the corners of his eyes, trying to find a breakthrough in persuasion, and suddenly, he saw a smile on the corner of Ruibo's mouth.

Marquis Keane immediately thought of the heir of Serthborg as the only person who could survive the storm.
To be continued...