Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 965 In the Name of George III
The Town Hall Square in the North District was only one intersection away from Cleewood Street, so the three did not take a carriage but walked to the place where His Majesty the King was about to give a speech.

Melissa quietly followed Benson and Lily, deliberately keeping a little distance to give them some private space. She scanned the street and found that even on this important day, the street was much quieter than usual. Many shops were closed, and there were almost no tourists from other places or even foreign countries. Even the shouts of the newsboys selling newspapers were listless.

She thought of a word that had appeared frequently in the newspapers over the past month: depression.

Along with this, there was a shortage of supplies and soaring food prices. Factories in the East, South and St. George districts laid off a large number of workers due to reduced demand, which in turn caused more people to lose their income and be unable to afford goods, forming a vicious cycle.

If Benson hadn't passed the exam to become a government employee, and if we hadn't had Klein's... pension, we would probably still be living in Franky's shabby apartment on Iron Cross Street in Tingen City, calculating every day how many pounds of black bread we could buy with the remaining money... Thinking of this, Melissa couldn't help but look up at Benson who was walking side by side with Lily in front of her.

The latter's somewhat solemn tone immediately entered Melissa's ears:

“…Not only did the factories stop production, but many students also stopped studying and returned home to help their families through this difficult time…

“The technical university you and Melissa attend is relatively good. Most of the students have only seen their living standards decline, but they can still make ends meet. However, most families of students in church schools and free schools in the East District can hardly make ends meet and cannot support a student who only has expenses but no income.

"The Loen Charity Student Aid Fund that I am currently assigned to is already doing its best to help them. Even if students do not meet the original scholarship requirements, as long as they are willing to continue their studies, they can receive a grant... But this is just a drop in the bucket and cannot help everyone. Moreover, as the war continues, the situation will probably get worse."

Hearing this, Melissa recalled the morning when the war broke out. She remembered herself shivering in Lily's arms, the explosions and smoke, the cries of her classmates, the devastated campus, and the bloody bodies.

Fortunately, most of the injured students received proper treatment in the hospital. It is also said that there is a "clown angel" with a scary appearance but a very gentle heart who will sneak into the hospital at night and completely heal the seriously injured patients. Even the patients who were left disabled in the air raid can recover overnight.

Clown angel...Melissa inexplicably thought of the clown she and Benson saw at the circus at the end of the summer when Klein left.

"Melissa, hurry up and catch up."

Benson's shout pulled her out of her memories.

All, it’s all over… Melissa’s nose felt sore again, and she quickly caught up with the two people in front of her. They crossed the intersection together, joined the growing team, and walked towards the municipal square in front.

The residents around include respectable gentlemen carrying canes and wearing top hats, workers with rough skin wearing jackets and trousers, and women wearing dark dresses and black veils covering their faces.

The only thing they have in common is silence, a silence that expresses confusion about the future.

In this atmosphere, Melissa's joy at the growing relationship between her brother Benson and Lily quickly disappeared, and she resonated with the people around her and fell into the same silence.

The three of them were in the increasingly dense and surging crowd, like a drop of water in a river, moving forward involuntarily, and soon poured into the Municipal Square and gathered beside a temporary platform in the center of the square.

Because they arrived earlier, they were able to stand in a front position and clearly see everything in the center of the square.

What surprised Melissa was that the king printed on the copper penny was not standing on the platform. Instead, there were several strangely shaped objects installed on the erected pillars. They were like funnels with their big ends facing the surroundings and their small ends connected to several cables.

On the platform below stood several busts facing in different directions. The figures in the paintings were George III with a serious expression and a crown on his head. His blue eyes seemed to be glaring at the crowd below.

Next to the portrait, fully armed soldiers holding rifles were watching the surroundings vigilantly. Melissa discovered that there were many soldiers standing on martial law not only on the platform, but also around the square.

"I knew it was impossible to actually meet His Majesty, but I didn't expect the scene to be so...funny."

Benson said secretly to Lily and Melissa.

"Because this is a national speech, he can't appear in every place," Melissa finally found an opportunity to speak, and pointed to the strange-shaped machines above. "I guess the speech should be emitted from there. I have seen such a device in Professor Mormont's laboratory. The professor said it is called a 'speaker'."

"Emperor Roselle's genius idea. You have to know that in that era, even the telegraph had not appeared, but he had already anticipated the subsequent technological advances."

Lily, who was studying mechanics like Melissa, nodded in agreement.

As soon as the words fell, there was a rustling sound from the "loudspeakers", and then a deep, clear voice resounded throughout the Municipal Square:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am your emperor..."

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"...George Augustus III, the ruler of Loen, East Balam, and Rorsted Islands." At the other end of the square, a piece of dusty glass faced the high platform in the center of the square. Angel was listening to George III's remote speech in the "mirror world".

After seeing that George III filled the podium with his own portraits instead of using them to commemorate the eldest prince Covington who died in the war, Angel was sure that Klein's plan had succeeded.

Because only by using this occasion to complete the nationwide sacrifice and use it as a ceremony to ascend the throne of the "Black Emperor" would it be necessary to display one's own portrait and strengthen people's understanding of this "emperor".

After all, most people have only seen George III's profile on coins and do not have much specific impression of him.

Angel believed that at this moment, every city and town in Loen, and every square where the speech was being broadcast simultaneously by loudspeakers and radios, had the same portrait displayed, and there were no less than tens of millions of people watching the king.

When the speech reaches its climax and everyone's emotions resonate, George III's goal will be achieved... At that time, without any obstruction, He will most likely follow the arrangement of "0-08", make the fake play real, take the opportunity to complete the ceremony, and take the magic potion...

Angel was thinking, and he could hear words with a slight electric sound:

"…Just this week, Count Modal, Covington Augustus, died heroically on the front line of the war in the Amanda Mountains. More than 50,000 outstanding young people also died in the war with him. They should have had a bright future, loving spouses, and equally outstanding children…but the Feysac people destroyed all of it."

I don't know who wrote the speech. It shouldn't be George III himself. His mind should be full of how to get promoted. He also has to guard against the Church of God and worry about the opposition within the royal family... Angel muttered, his eyes constantly changing direction with the flickering of the glass beside the square and the puddles on the ground, taking in the surrounding situation.

Although the speech was old-fashioned, it was able to mobilize people's emotions. I saw Lily, Melissa and Benson. Benson should be a relatively stable person, but his eyes were also red. Well, this is related to the fact that he has been working in a charity foundation and has seen too many victims of war...

Her thoughts continued to wander until the speech gradually reached its climax. At the request of George III, the people in the square observed a moment of silence for the dead prince and more soldiers.

In the name of Emperor George III.

These words seemed to turn on a switch, and Angel immediately felt a spiritual touch.

She realized that this was Klein trying to summon himself from the "Historical Porosity". This was a pre-arranged signal, meaning that George III really intended to use this speech to try to promote the "Black Emperor"!
Without hesitation, Angel went deep into the mirror passage and quickly moved out of Backlund City.

Her destination is a Quaternary relic in the mountains of East Tucker County, and one of the nine tombs of the "Black Emperor" George III.

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At the same time, at the foot of York Mountain in Ahowa County, the silhouette of Klein with the secret puppet Qonas appeared. The "Creeping Hunger" in his hand was transparent, and it was obvious that he had just used "teleportation" to rush here from Backlund.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he transformed a large number of small animals and birds nearby into secret dolls, which scattered around like a cunning rabbit with three burrows. He himself was in a hidden state given by Ms. Arianna's "historical image" and did not need to worry about being discovered.

Of course, Klein suspected that the person he had just pulled out was actually the real Ms. Arianna, or at least had real sanity.

Without giving it much thought, he used both hands to continue grasping in the mist of history, summoning Azik Eggers, who had bronze skin and a black mole under his right ear, and himself ten seconds ago.

The former will take the lead in attacking the mausoleum, while Klein hides in the historical pores, allowing the false self to gain a certain level of consciousness. He holds a metal vial containing a mixture of the blood of all twenty-two paths of Extraordinary beings and approaches the location of the mausoleum.

A truly careful fortune teller never does it himself!

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Disi Bay, the sea area where Eskosen Island is located.

A huge black three-masted sailing ship emerged from the fog on the sea. It approached the coastline rapidly at a speed far exceeding any other ship. There were no sailors on the deck, but the cannons moved and aimed on their own, pointing to the same location.

It was a steep cliff near the sea. The limestone inside was exposed in a beautiful white color. But at this moment, an invisible force was gathering above the white cliff. Drops of blood sparkling with gemstone luster appeared out of thin air, outlining a complex symbol.

The symbol quickly took shape and expanded into an illusory gate that covered the entire cliff. The interior was dark, but a huge mausoleum could be vaguely seen.

The guards inside the mausoleum had already discovered the approach of the black ship, but it was not until the secret mausoleum, which was originally isolated from the world and had multiple protections such as "twist" and "secret", was exposed by the resonance of the mysterious symbol that they panicked and activated the ceremony they had prepared long ago to welcome the arrival of the royal angel.

This was the strongest attack they had expected, from the "Queen Anne's Revenge" which also possessed angel-level combat power!
(End of this chapter)