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Chapter 1377. Burn the fire!
“Twenty-seven people jumped in one night. Add in the number of people who died in the fire and those who were trampled to death or injured in the chaos. The number of casualties in the port area alone last night exceeded two hundred!

Although the riots were temporarily suppressed this morning, the buildings of the Misty Sea Trading Company were burned down, and Ivankov and his team disappeared. There is no room for recovery in this matter, and it is now impossible to count how many people in this city have bought their investment products.

This is a powder keg that could explode at any time.

Everyone is waiting for a response from City Hall. So, where is the Mayor?
Why don't you see him at such an important moment?"

The Secretary General of the City Hall found the middle-aged staff member of the mayor's office in the lobby in the early morning. He was anxious to see the mayor, but the senior staff member who was sitting at his seat drinking coffee and playing with fish said very embarrassedly:
"Uh, well, Mr. Mayor didn't sleep well last night."

"Tell me the truth! What happened to him?"

The Secretary General scolded him, and the senior staff rolled their eyes and had to answer honestly:
"The mayor's wife invested all the family's money without telling him. Last night, when the incident happened, the mayor's wife returned home at midnight and drank medicine. Our poor mayor hadn't dealt with his wife's affairs yet, and his lover also hanged himself. Fortunately, he was rescued.
The poor guy was hit hard.

The biggest problem now is that the mayor's wife borrowed some money from other places in order to make more profits, and even mortgaged the mayor's estate.

The problem is that the bankers are now also being emptied out, and they are now urging the mayor to pay back the money and want to struggle a bit, but who has money left to give them? "

The Secretary-General was quite shocked by this news, but he then asked:

"What about the other city council members? It's not like all of them are absent just because of this damn investment! They are all people of status, how could they be deceived by such a simple scam and invest all their wealth in it?"

This question made the slacking employee very helpless, and he could only explain further:

"Well, Mr. Secretary General, you also said that it is unknown how many people in Berne City have bought the investment products from the damned Ivankov. Although the parliamentarians are all decent people, they also have to make a living.

Not everyone is like you, who inherited the title and wealth of their fathers from childhood and is able to be pure and untainted by dust. Who doesn't like those beautiful golden things?"

"But the problem is that the situation in the city is out of control now! When I came here early this morning, I saw with my own eyes the drunken sheriffs making trouble in the streets! Can't Sir Frye control the people under his command?"

The Secretary General was extremely angry, but the staff was even more helpless. He coughed and said:
"You don't know about the 'good deed' Sir Frys has done, do you? He used his position to invest all the staff allowances and pensions of the sheriff's department this quarter. This is no longer a secret. The sheriff was able to stay in power in the past because everyone knew that this investment could really make money.

But the problem is that now that the bomb has exploded, the sheriffs will get nothing, even their pensions. The fact that they don't make trouble is already because Sir Fries has trained them well enough. How can we expect them to do their job now?

And with all due respect, Mr. Secretary-General.

Instead of worrying about what happens in the city, you might as well worry about the safety of the situation in the five counties of Kafhoka. There is no sheriff there to maintain the overall situation, but the Misty Sea Trading Company has offices in the five counties, and the money they collect from those country people is no less than that in Bernie City.

Once those places get into chaos, it will be really out of control.

Or, you can choose another path.”

The senior staff member who was slacking off paused. This old-timer who had worked in the City Hall for more than ten years looked around, approached the Secretary General in front of him, and whispered:
"Take your family and run away before things get chaotic! You are a Yankee noble, and you will not be affected if you run back to your hometown. But if you continue to stay here and want to be loyal to the wolf girl, your fate will not be good."

"You! How can you, as a government employee, say such rebellious words!"

The Secretary-General who had parachuted into the Kavhoka region more than half a year ago was startled. He shouted:

"You are also his Majesty's subject, you should also be loyal to his Majesty!"

"Tsk, how fresh."

The senior staff member who had been slacking off early in the morning was not afraid at all. He took a sip of his coffee and slapped the table and said:
"Before you and the officials appointed by the wolf girl came here arrogantly, I had already worked in this city hall for twelve years. I spent the first half of my life as an official of the Portia Confederation. No matter how chaotic it is now, it is nothing more than this land returning to the embrace of its true owner.

Mr. Secretary General, you are still acting so arrogantly at this time!
What the hell are you doing!
I advise you to recognize the situation. The wolf girl cannot save Kakhovka. The wealth of this land has been plundered, just like a person without blood and bones. It is only a matter of time before chaos breaks out.

To be honest, if you hadn't come to visit me suddenly, I would have packed up and gone home.

I advise you Yankees to be more sensible!
It's time to leave, then leave. Don't end up with nothing. Maybe you don't know this, but if you hadn't been parachuted in, your current position would belong to me. During these few months that I have been with you, I have never liked you, sir.

This land, like me, has never welcomed you! So, get out of here!

This is my final advice.”

After saying that, the senior staff member drank the free coffee in one gulp, took out a bulging file bag that had been packed long ago from under his desk, politely tipped his hat to the Secretary General in front of him, and then strode out of the City Hall surrounded by several fierce staff members with guns.

No one knew what they took away, but these local thugs must have gotten something to keep them safe during the chaos.

The secretary general was still a little hesitant, but a few seconds later he was startled by several gunshots outside the city hall. He immediately rushed to the window and looked down. He saw a black carriage disappearing in the chaotic crowd, leaving only a few gang members who had attempted to rob lying dead on the street, and a homeless man nearby who was rummaging through the bags without paying any attention to others.

Everyone on the street was in a hurry. Most of the shops on the street outside the City Hall were closed and locked. Customers who had been cheated of their money and had nowhere to seek justice were rushing here from another street. They seemed to be looking for officials from the City Hall to seek justice for them.

However, once the deserted city hall is discovered, it will only add fuel to the already shaky situation in Bernie.

"We really can't stay in this damn place anymore!"

The Secretary-General stamped his feet.

He is a man with his own ideas. The fact that he was able to appoint the wolf girl and parachute here shows that he has some ability. His first reaction was not to escape with his family, but to try to turn the tide!

He directed the staff in the empty city hall to block the gate first, and then took a few confidants and got on a private carriage through the back door and rushed out of the city.

At this time, the only way to stabilize the city of Bernie, which is about to erupt, is to immediately impose martial law on the city!

Fortunately, Marshal Heraclius's legion is stationed not far from the city of Bernie. As long as the army loyal to Her Majesty the Wolf Lady enters the city and shoots some guys who try to stir up trouble secretly, the situation in the largest city in the Kavkhovaya region can be stabilized at least.

It doesn't matter if other places are in chaos, as long as we have soldiers, we can take it back sooner or later.

The problem now is not to give the Transians, who are eyeing the situation with all their might, an opportunity to intervene. What happened in East Prussia deserves everyone's vigilance. Once something similar happens in the Kavkhovaya region, no matter how quickly the wolf girl reacts, she will not be able to continue to own this rich grain-producing area.

The Secretary General had already thought of everything while in the carriage heading out of the city.

He thought he was foolproof, but just as he reached the city gate, he heard a loud bang and the speeding carriage stopped immediately. The secretary was startled and when he stuck his head out to scold his coachman, he saw a bloody corpse lying on the road in front of him.

The worst thing was that he recognized the guy's clothes.

"Is that Sir Benger?"

The Secretary-General said tremblingly:
"Didn't this famous banker take people to the port to ask for money yesterday? Why did a corpse suddenly fall from the sky?" "Master, Master Benge seemed to have jumped down from the city wall."

His driver whispered something, and was sent to ask what was going on. A few minutes later, the driver ran back with a terrified look on his face and said to his master:
“I heard from people around me that Master Benge was hacked to death and then pushed down by a debt-collecting gang. It was said that it was because he helped the largest gang in the city to invest, and ended up investing all the money in the Misty Sea Trading Company.

But some people said that it was the murderer hired by other bankers, saying that Master Benge made them lose a lot of money."

"Alright, alright, stop talking! That trading company is the source of all the chaos in this city. Let's get out of here! It's not safe here anymore. What are you still looking at? Let's go!"

"Master, look! The city is on fire!"

The driver pointed behind him and shouted in horror. The Secretary-General immediately turned around and saw black smoke rising from the old town of Bernier in the early morning.

Just looking at the smoke, one could tell that the fire was quite large. This was definitely another chain reaction caused by the economic collapse of the city. However, it had only been two days since the Misty Sea Trading Company ran away and it had become like this. He didn't dare to imagine how chaotic it would be after that.

"Go quickly!!!"

The Secretary-General's voice trembled.

Even though he tried his best to cover it up, his trembling vocal cords betrayed him. No matter how dumb the coachman was, he knew that things were going to change in Bernie City.

But it is true that people are like their servants. At the critical moment, the driver was willing to take risks. He jumped off the carriage and shouted to the stunned secretary general:
"Master, my family is still in the old town. I have to go see them. Please, please do as you please."

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After saying that, the guy ran away, leaving the distinguished secretary general standing stupidly beside the carriage.

After being stunned for a few seconds, the master became furious. While cursing what a hell of a world this was, he sat in the coachman's seat, raised the whip in the same way a servant usually did, and finally got the horse pulling the cart to move.

You know what, this guy is quite talented in driving. He is suspected to be the "alien isomorph of the Gaoliang River Donkey Cart Drifting God of War". Although he stumbled along the way, he finally managed to get himself to the vicinity of the military camp.

However, after controlling the carriage and jumping down with the help of several guards, the knight immediately realized that the situation in the military camp did not seem "optimistic". There were several corpses hanging on the gate tower of the fortress that served as the military camp. They looked very "fresh". The most terrible thing was that these were officers, not ordinary soldiers.

"This is?"

The knight asked in a low voice. The guard who led him to the barracks curled his lips and did not answer, but the look he gave the corpses was full of pity and a strange respect.

The atmosphere in the military camp was visibly depressing, as if something bad had happened here.

Although the fortress still maintained the most basic order, the further the knight walked inside, the more frightened he became, because he belatedly remembered a piece of gossip shared with him by a servant at home a few days ago.

It is said that the Kafhoka Legion has established its own Chamber of Commerce and is the major shareholder among the Class C commodity investors of the Misty Sea Trading Company.

In other words, the Misty Sea Trading Company's absconding with donations directly affected not only the civilians and nobles in the city, but also the largest military organization in the Kavhoka region was one of their victims.

Now we don’t know how much Marshal Heraclius has invested in it. We hope that the old marshal still has some sense and did not throw in the allowances of ordinary soldiers. If the worst situation really happens, the knight’s current behavior of "calling for help" is like getting out of the wolf’s den and into the tiger’s den.

But it's too late to leave now.

He could only muster up his courage and walk into Marshal Heraclius' office with his cane, relying on his loyalty to Her Majesty the Wolf Girl. When he pushed the door open, he saw the old marshal, who was as vigorous as a bell a while ago, now huddled in his chair like an old man.

He no longer had the dignity of a soldier, even the buttons on his coat were crooked, and he reeked of alcohol.

Next to him was an exquisitely crafted imitation M1911 pistol, a work of art that Ivankov had specially ordered in Transia to please him. There were also several scattered bullet casings with blood stains that had not been cleaned up in the office.

When the Secretary General saw this scene, his legs went weak. Thinking of the bodies of several officers on the fortress gate tower, he couldn't even imagine what had just happened here.

"marshal!"

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Bernier City is going to be in chaos! In the name of the responsible official of the City Hall and the loyal subject of Her Majesty the Wolf Lady, I ask you to lead your troops to the city immediately to enforce martial law to prevent Bernier City from falling into chaos. That city cannot be in chaos, the Transians are watching us right next to it!
You are the military commander of this land, you have to stand up!"

"Transian?"

The old marshal let out a strange laugh, and he seemed to want to make a few sarcastic remarks as he had been broken-backed by the bad news.

But soon, the Marshal's numb expression showed a strange change. He was like a prisoner who was about to die and waiting for the noose to be tied around his neck, and suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw. He immediately stood up and walked around the office, muttering to himself:
"Yes! The investment failure was not due to my poor vision, and the soldiers lost all their logistics and allowances not because of my greed!

It’s all a game here!

Correct!
This is a trap set by the cunning Transians to shake the determination of the Kavhoka Legion! We almost fell for it. Now it is time to designate a target for the extremely angry warriors and give them the courage to fight."

"Uh, Marshal, with all due respect."

The knight next to him said cautiously:
"There is currently no evidence that the Misty Sea Trading Company is related to Transia. What I mean is..."

"Shut up! That's the Transian spy organization!"

The old marshal roared and threw the bottle at hand. He cursed:
"That bastard Ivankov is the ace spy specially trained by the vampire Murphy. He infiltrated the loyal Nord army many years ago just for today's fatal blow! I was deceived by him, and all the soldiers were deceived by him!
But it doesn’t matter, thanks to Her Majesty the Wolf Girl, we have identified who the real enemy is!
Now, as long as the Kavhoka Legion launches an all-out attack and invades Transia, as long as the war starts, all problems will be solved."

"You can't! You are crazy! You can't start a war so casually without the will of the Wolf Girl! I am a loyal subject of Her Majesty the Wolf Girl, I can't allow you to be so reckless."

"boom"

A gunshot rang out and blood splattered everywhere.

The knight fell to the ground, and the shells emitting gunpowder smoke fell at his feet. The old marshal put down his pistol and looked at the blood flowing out. He gasped and said:
"Loyal minister?
Pooh!
It is you incompetent and weak guys who have been hindering the progress of the war. Otherwise, we would have entered the war long ago and there would be no possibility for a scam to happen.
That's right!

It's your cowardice that caused all this.

Serve your majesty faithfully, sir.

Your life means nothing to this land, but your death has announced the beginning of war. The wolf girl is the master of this country. All the good things that happen here will glorify her, and all the bad things that happen here should be put to an end by her!
I can no longer put out this fire, but I can spread it to Transian lands before it consumes us all.

Hoo, for Nordtoff!"

(End of this chapter)