Not long after Ye Lin left, Jacket, who was covered in bruises, was found by soldiers and was urgently or forcibly taken back to Ghent to undergo a detailed medical examination at the hospital.

News of the sudden explosion of the sea train also spread throughout Ghent.

The general mysteriously turned into a wounded soldier, so the attempt to arrest Jacket had to be put on hold for the time being, but that was not the case.

Anyway, as soon as the Tomorrow Festival begins, Jacket will be "tried" by the Noble Council and severely punished for his crime. The Council is fully confident that he will be removed from his position!

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As the color darkened and turned into evening, Jacket looked at the bandages on his body in the single ward, feeling a little unhappy and disgusted.

It's just a slight skin injury, just apply some medicine. There is no need to waste medical resources like this.

You must know that the medical resources in Eaton Industrial Zone are almost exhausted.

He has no time to care about his injuries now. He wants to see the princess and has a lot to think about.

Someone suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

"General, you'd better take care of your health."

Although I haven't seen him for a long time, he still has that calm smile, his face that is too clean and even a little frail, and a folding fan that never leaves his body.

"Jurgen, long time no see, I'm fine."

The general's burly figure and loud voice formed a sharp contrast with Jurgen, who was weak and scholarly, and the same was true for Peter's position.

"No, no, General, whether you are feeling well or not is not your decision, it is the doctor's decision."

The current regent put the gifts he had brought on the table with a concerned smile, as if the two were close friends.

Jackett himself was fine. He wanted to leave the hospital to see the princess, Jurgen. Naturally, he objected. The implication was that you were imprisoned until tomorrow.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there are people of yours in the army, Jurgen, you are so scheming."

"Much praise, great general, you... rest at ease... rest, there will be a festival tomorrow, and the members of the council will be present. Your Royal Highness, you have learned well."

Jurgen left just as quickly as he came. After a few words, he turned around, closed the door and left.

Through the crack in the door for a moment, Jackett keenly saw a pair of shoes, a pair of military boots.

Someone was guarding him at the door, or imprisoned him, not wanting him to see Alijie.

"You want to use my blood to cleanse the House of Lords."

Snap!

Lighting a lingering cigarette, Jackett frowned secretly. He probably understood part of Jurgen's plan and wanted to use himself as a "sacrifice."

He was able to sit in such a position because of more than just his brute strength and courage. The problem was that he never felt at ease without seeing the final results of his plan.

In other words, even if the plan was feasible, he still couldn't trust Jurgen.

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Clean and soft white clouds, like fish scales, were arranged irregularly over Ghent, blocking the scorching sun that was about to emit scorching energy. A breeze blew through the streets, and the whole world seemed to be fresh and cool.

Today's Ghent is obviously waking up faster than before. Whether civilians or bureaucrats, they are either surprised and expecting, or calm and indifferent.

The world's blessing rituals, which had been discontinued for several years due to Kallet's invasion, were once again relaunched under the leadership of the new supreme priest, Alijie.

A long time ago, Bakar issued the "Magic Ban Order", which led to the rapid development of science and technology in the world, but along with it, sacrifice and divination also reached their peak!

In this world where all weapons and equipment are expressed in "data", it is really incredible that superstitious divination predictions still exist.

Because magic is cut off, "prayer rituals" are in a sense covered with the mysterious veil of "the last magic in the world".

Starting from the first priest Irine, praying and offering sacrifices has been a tradition that has lasted for hundreds of years and is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of the world.

Although at present, the sacrifice does not seem to have any substantive effect. It can neither deal with Kallet nor expel Anton, but it is a symbol of spirituality.

As for the clean-up work after the war, the palace was naturally the first priority.

The spacious and clean palace square is neatly paved with white bricks and stones, and the railings are carved with jade. The surface of the palace walls is painted with white ash to remove the traces of smoke and bullets.

This is the square inside the palace, which is sacred and solemn and generally not open to civilians.

The flag of the Seventh Reich was erected on the side of the palace gate, rustling with the howling wind, just like people's surging ambitions.

Regent Minister Naviro Jurgen and Commander-in-Chief Jacket Elros were lined up on both sides of the steps, both in formal attire and solemnly staring at the civil and military officials in the square.

Above the steps, at the main entrance of the palace, there is one and only one seat. That is the seat of the highest priest, but it is empty now.

At the bottom of the steps, in front of Jurgen and Jacket, were a group of uniformly dressed members of the parliament and military uniformed officials.

At the same time, the courtyards of the princesses such as Feiyan and other palace maids were further away, or behind the officials.

A brand new red carpet stretches from the highest priest's position to the outer wall of the palace!

Yelin, Siatt and the others were also in the third echelon, that is, besides the army, political leaders, and officials from various factions, they were close to the palace gate at the other end.

Originally there was no place for them here. As rewarded figures, they should wait outside the square inside the palace to be paged.

It was Jurgen who couldn't neglect the heroes of the world, so he found a place for them to stand at the last position.

Naturally, it is impossible for civilians to swarm around to watch the World Grand Festival. The risk factor and the hustle and bustle are too difficult to manage.

Through a series of film and television transmissions, live images can be transmitted outside the palace and even to the Eaton Industrial Zone for projection for the public to watch.

The world does not believe in gods, and there is no figure with infinite power like "Mal". Although the Seven Mechanical Gods of War have been almost deified, they ended in tragic tragedy after all, and they have a hint of fireworks.

Therefore, the object of prayer and sacrifice in the world for hundreds of years is ""!

Above the sky, there is no visible form, no specific name, some kind of spiritual sustenance,!

Sacrifice naturally requires reasonable sacrifices or tributes, and then someone takes the lead and uses certain etiquette, such as kneeling down piously, declaring prayers, lighting incense, etc.

In addition, there is an absolutely unmistakable ritual process, represented by the highest priest, communicating with the "" who is entrusted with the spirit, praying for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

After a set of sacrifices, if everything goes well, it will take half a day. If there are some extra things mixed in, it will probably last until the afternoon.

This is not only a mental test, but also a severe physical test for the important people inside the palace, especially those who can stand here.

However, many people stared at the position of the highest priest with the corners of their eyes, filled with puzzlement.

Where are the necessary ritual tables and offerings?

Accompanied by the loud and uplifting music, everyone calmed down, lowered their heads slightly, put their hands on their chests, and looked neither happy nor sad.

A beautiful and delicate figure stepped on the red carpet at a fixed pace, slowly walked in from outside the palace gate, and walked towards the only seat above the steps.

One step behind Elizee, followed by the extremely respectful Marin Kishika, she also met... Terrasa Shutz, whose eyes were extremely frightened, her body was trembling slightly, and her lips were white.

Almost everyone in the world saw the priest Xiuzi who was obviously in a bad state, as well as the dazzling branch-shaped golden crown on Alijie's head!

No, that's not a branch at all, but a beautified dragon horn crown!

Standing on the first step, the originally calm Jurgen's expression suddenly changed. Regardless of etiquette, he quickly turned his head and stared at Jackett, trying to see what his reaction would be.

However, the general also looked puzzled.

Because the highest priest in the past has never had this gorgeous golden crown!

"The fate of the Jurgen family is in your hands."

This was a note that Ye Lintuo Gu Yu quietly sent to him last night, a note that kept him awake all night.

In an instant, a bright light flashed in Jurgen's mind, and he, who had always been calm and unhurried, lost his voice for the first time.
Chapter completed!