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Chapter 1052 Chapter 283. Earthquake in the New Capital

"You've asked the right person! I'm an eyewitness!" said the Staff excitedly.

Because it belonged to the Speaker, in addition to the necessary vigilance, Annan also treated it with respect.

But no matter how respectable a person is, he cannot keep talking for hours on end.

Annan felt dizzy and dazed, as if an orc had drilled into his brain and was demolishing it. When he finished speaking, he almost forgot what he had asked before.

Oh, that's what the chairman said.

The staff's answer was... The Councillor had experienced something similar when he was young, but he chose not to trust anyone but his own strength, and then he made a big mistake...

The staff knows about the council president’s youth. Has it been following the council president for decades?
I can’t ask… I absolutely can’t ask… even if I’m curious about the council president’s past.

"How long have you not spoken?" Annan thought it would be okay to ask this.

"It's been three months. You don't understand how painful it is to not speak for three months. It's like not speaking for three years. You don't understand how painful it is to not speak for three years. It's like not speaking for thirty years. You don't understand how painful it is to not speak for thirty years..."

The staff talked about the Saint Laurent calendar and the Elven calendar, and when it was about to go back to the original divine year... Annan fell into meditation.

But meditation can only last for eight hours. If the Speaker doesn't come back...

In the evening, Annan ended his meditation and looked at the staff that was still there. He felt that he was fine again.

"Staff...Sir, were you with the Councillor when he was young?"

But the staff did not respond, as if what happened before was just an illusion.

Annan walked tentatively to the door. The wind was howling outside, and there was a blizzard and a barrier.

Faintly, the shouts of his men could be heard in the cold wind:

"Master Olme, the Purification Court needs you, come and fight alongside us!"

Why did my men come to the palace? When I was thinking about this, the voices in the wind and snow became noisy: "The Free Blade has hit the palace, come and help!"

In the end what happened……

Is this a coup? Is there such a good thing?

Not long after, the movement in the wind and snow changed again: "Master Olme, you colluded with the chairman of the parliament to rebel, now walk out of the lounge and stand trial!"

Annan began to realize that something was wrong and slowly backed away step by step.

This time it was Renato's voice that rang out: "Master Olme, you disappoint me so much. Come out quickly and explain everything..."

As he moved away from the door, the strange sound gradually disappeared in the wind and snow.

"What is that?" Annan asked the staff, but there was no answer.

If you think about it, isn’t a talking staff just as weird as the weird things out there?

Annan looked around the lounge in silence.

Have I not drunk anything or eaten anything strange since I came in, or is there something wrong with the palace and I have been affected?
As night fell and the magic lights came on, unintelligible conversations, shouts, and roars still lingered outside.

Annan was suspicious. At some point, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, a tall shadow emerged at the door of the lounge.

The Speaker is back, but is he really the Speaker?
"ended."

The chairman's voice sounded a little tired, but other than that, he remained tall and straight.

He said to the wary Annan: "The sound you heard was a trick of the rat people."

"They dare to cause trouble in the palace?"

"I just led them out. They know you and hate you to the core..."

"So... are they all resolved?" "There's only one last thing left." The blue, vicissitudes of life eyes fell on Annan, and terrifying pressure instantly descended: "I never thought you would betray the kingdom."

Annan's pupils shrank slightly, but he just took a deep breath and looked directly at the chairman of the council: "I don't understand."

"You and your uncle have been working for the Freeblade."

The air in the lounge seemed to have been sucked out, making it difficult for Annan to breathe.

There are still some fish that slip through the net!

But fortunately, the spy was not someone close to him and did not know Annan’s true identity.

Annan brought out the excuse he had made with Renato before setting off, saying that Uncle Renato had long suspected that there were spies planted around, so he put on a show, pretending to be colluding with the Free Blade to lure out the spies.

In order to avoid accidental injuries and protect his family, Renato asked Olme to come to the new capital to hunt down the Free Blades.

The invisible pressure disappeared, and the chairman nodded slightly: "It seems to be just a conspiracy of spies."

"That's what the trash who defected to the Rat People are like, full of lies and willing to do anything to survive." Annan's face was full of hatred, and he spoke sincerely.

"You should go back first. There are still many things to do."

"Yes, Mr. Councillor."

Annan breathed a sigh of relief and came to the door. He paused for a moment and stepped into the snow.

"He's a nice kid."

After Annan left, the second voice was heard in the lounge.

"It would be a shame to kill him. Little Olmedo would be sad too."

"He is the enemy."

Two eyes popped out of the staff's mouth and glared at the council leader: "Little Olmedo is still the deputy city lord. Are you going to kill even the last bloodline of the family?"

"They are the enemy."

"Irwin, you are crazy! Your soul has been manipulated by this country..."

The vast magical power surged like a tide, brushing across the staff, and the eyes and mouth disappeared, turning it back into an ordinary staff.

……

Before Annan left the palace, he knew what had happened during the day he stayed there: the Speaker of the Senate came to the manor of Grand Duke Barbatod alone, captured the Grand Duke, and fought with Kyle, driving him away.

Then, ratmen and corrupted spies appeared just like they did in the old capital three years ago, causing chaos everywhere, but they were quickly controlled.

Then the Speaker of the Senate took Grand Duke Barbatod to the Great Library, beat the director who wanted to resist into the underground, fished the half-dead director out and brought him back to the palace, and ordered martial law in the whole city. The city guards blocked the streets, and only people could enter but not leave.

The huge Xinwang was brought to a standstill because of a word from the head of the parliament. And the head of the parliament, who was in a high position, could make a decision because of Annan's investigation...

Who would have thought that the culprit behind this earthquake was Annan?
Annan could not think of a more appropriate word to describe the Speaker of Parliament except for being decisive and swift.

"Master Olme!"

As soon as I returned to the official residence, the palace guards came and said, "The chairman of the parliament asked you to be fully responsible for the end of this matter. Don't let any spy go."

"understood."

Renato was not in the official residence. The entire new king was shocked by the sudden action of the Speaker of the Senate. He was leading his men to impose martial law in person.

Annan, who had more power, hurried back to the Purification Court and handed over two lists to his subordinates: the list of nobles found out by Sheriff Milburn and the list of nobles found out by Princess Sales.

Before, Annan could only take a bite secretly because he was worried about the impact and noise. Now, while tracking down the ratman traitor, he can take revenge to his heart's content... no, it should be said that he is getting rid of harm for the people.

(End of this chapter)