From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 535 Warning
Time flies, and soon it is August, the month symbolizing the "Lamentation of the Virgin Mary".

The 5th day of the month.

An ordinary day.

Unexpectedly, the chairman of the Empire's Mysterious Investigation Committee, "Red Sage" Gilan Ilos, quietly disappeared from the office after drinking his first cup of coffee in the morning.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived in Jacobin, the federal capital.

Because Jacobin experienced two terrorist attacks in a row within just two months, and the City Hall and the Grand Opera House were all destroyed, it can be clearly felt that the city is filled with an atmosphere of depression and unrest.

The early morning sun was gloomy, as if the entire street was shrouded in gray fog.

Gillan wore a top hat with the brim pulled down.

He was walking on a street in the federal capital, holding a white cane and with his windbreaker fluttering.

There were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

At least, less than when Gillan was here last time.

Moreover, the few local people passing by were mostly in a hurry, as if they were worried that if they stayed outside for too long, something bad would happen.

However, Gillan whistled happily and walked along the street as if no one was around.

Soon, he arrived at a luxurious manor.

"Duke Daniel Martin's estate."

Jilan glanced at the blue houseplate and name hanging on the wall beside the manor gate, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

This is the seat of the Martin family, a powerful family in the Federation.

This family has been at the top of the power hierarchy almost since the establishment of the Federation. In every term of the General Council, there is a member of the Martin family among the twelve chairmen.

The previous chairman, councillor and head of the Martin family, had been killed by Gillan's teacher, the "White Sage" Pala, and his eldest son is currently at the helm.

A middle-aged man in his forties named Henry Martin.

Jilan's purpose of coming to the Federation this time is very simple, which is to warn the twelve families, make an example of them and intimidate them.

He did not expect to prevent the twelve families from participating in politics, but it could definitely effectively deter the federal ruling class and disrupt the order of the entire political system.

Gilan was not in a hurry to bring down the Federation overnight. He had plenty of time anyway, so he planned to take his time.

Nourishing.

He extended his index finger and lightly touched the iron fence gate. With a slight sound of electricity, a dense alchemical array appeared on each railing of the gate and was instantly decomposed.

Jilan walked in leisurely with his cane. But soon, he was discovered by the security guards in the gatehouse.

"Hey! Sir! Please stop!"

Two security guards rushed out, put their hands on the holsters at their waists, and shouted in a deep voice.

But Jilan didn't even look at the two of them and continued to walk in. The little familiar Weiwei floating on his shoulder giggled and waved her hand. The two security guards looked confused and walked back to the gate pavilion as if nothing had happened, as if they had forgotten the scene in front of them.

Jilan walked along the straight cobblestone path and came to a villa area.

The main building is five stories high and looks very luxurious. The entire exterior wall is painted white and is covered with various exquisite reliefs.

Gillan ignored the servants and gardeners who were looking at him with puzzled expressions and walked into the villa.

As soon as he entered, he saw a family having dinner in the restaurant, with some maids and stewards standing around them.

There were more than twenty men and women sitting at the long table.

A middle-aged man with a mustache, dressed in gorgeous clothes, sat in the main seat, eating and chatting with his family.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man caught a glimpse of a strange figure out of the corner of his eye, walking into the restaurant as if no one was around.

He turned his head and his face suddenly changed.

Immediately, he stood up suddenly, pulling the tablecloth with him, causing the plates and wine glasses in front of him to fall to the ground with clanging sounds.

Food and wine were spilled everywhere, but the man didn't care at all and just stared at the young man with purple eyes.

The man's sudden movement startled everyone present. The men and women at the table followed his gaze and looked behind them, and noticed a young man with purple eyes in a suit and leather shoes, standing there at some point.

"You are...Gilan Iros?!"

The man's face turned pale and his voice trembled.

Hearing his words, everyone present showed fear.

Guillain Iros? !

Chairman of the Bremen Empire, the culprit behind the "Jacobin Opera House Incident", a strong man in the mysterious realm, and an executioner who kills without blinking an eye!

As a powerful family in the Federation, they knew how terrifying this man was.

only……

Why did he come to Martin Manor? !
What are you doing here?!

The former head of the family, Duke Rupert Martin, died at the hands of Teacher Gillan Iros. Could it be that he came here this time to get rid of them all...

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, their whole body felt cold, and an unspeakable fear surged in their hearts.

The scene fell into dead silence for a while.

No one dared to breathe.

At this moment, Gillan glanced at the two maids standing behind Henry Martyn.

These were actually two mysterious people, at the level of Level 2, who should be Henry's personal bodyguards. At this moment, they were also stiff, staring at Jilan without daring to move.

"Mr. Henry, since you know me, you don't have to introduce yourself..."

Gillan smiled, holding a white cane.

He looked around, seeing the terrified faces of the people present, and asked doubtfully:
"You seem to be afraid of me? Why?"

Why……

Still need to ask why?!

Everyone moved their eyes with difficulty and looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.

Henry Martin reacted very quickly. He forced a smile and explained in a humble tone:
"Mr. Gillan, please don't misunderstand. We are not afraid. We are just in awe... in awe of your power and means."

He took a deep breath, and his trembling voice became slightly smoother, and he continued:

"You know, we are just ordinary people. We are always in awe of the mystical things, especially a strong person like you who possesses mysterious powers."

"Heh." Gillan found it interesting and laughed, "Isn't it because of the massacre I did in Jacobin last month?"

"Of course not."

Henry felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but he still spoke calmly.

Seeing the cold sweat flowing down his forehead, Jilan chuckled.

"I'm visiting you today because I want to tell you something about the Martin family."

"You...you go ahead!"

Henry said quickly, with a very low attitude.

Jilan nodded and said calmly:
"Please convey to the other eleven major federal families and representatives of other classes that I will liquidate all those who dare to participate in the Federal General Council."

"?!"

Henry Martin's pupils shrank and his expression changed suddenly.

The meaning of Gilan's words was very clear, and it was aimed at the federal power class and political system.

Henry became more mature and knew how to judge the situation better because of his father's death. Now that the killer of the Bremen Empire was in his home, he dared not say no, so he lowered his head and said respectfully:
"Yes, Mr. Gillan, I will definitely convey your words to the other major families in the name of the Martin family..."

"very good."

Gillan nodded.

"The next Federation General Assembly will be at the end of this month. I hope you can convey the message smoothly before the meeting begins."

"Please rest assured, I will do it."

Henry lowered his head and said. Gillan looked at him silently for two seconds, then left without looking back, holding his white cane.

The restaurant was completely silent until long after Gillan left.

Henry couldn't hold on any longer, his legs softened, and he was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, the two female bodyguards behind him stepped forward and supported him.

"Mr. Henry, are you okay?"

"fine……"

Henry collapsed all over and was helped to sit on a chair. His face turned pale and he was covered in cold sweat.

Thinking back to what had just happened, he felt like it was a nightmare and was still frightened.

"It's okay..." Henry murmured.

He was extremely grateful that the "Red Sage" did not directly attack their Martin family.

Otherwise, no one present would be spared, and everyone would die! Henry Martin knew the horror of the Red Sage very well!

"Brother, do you really want to listen to that guy? Be his mouthpiece and warn other families?"

At this time, a slightly plump man sitting at the dining table frowned.

After hearing this, Henry was furious. He stood up, walked over and slapped his brother in the face.

Snapped! !

"You are looking for death yourself, don't drag down the Martin family!"

Henry shouted fiercely.

His eyes were filled with fear, his lips trembled, and he said to his stunned and bewildered brother:
"You have no idea how terrifying that person is. Calling him 'God on Earth' is not an exaggeration. How dare you say 'that guy'?!"

"Hurry up and apologize!"

"Brother?!" The slightly fat man was shocked, looking up at his brother who had never shown such fear before. "But... he's gone."

"Ignorant! Stupid! Trash!!"

Henry swore.

He felt helpless and angry, thinking that his useless brother knew nothing.

gone?

How do you know he's gone?
How can ordinary people measure the mysterious and unpredictable mysticism? Not to mention the "Red Sage", a ruthless character that even the top leaders of the Federation can't deal with!
"I..." Seeing this, the slightly fat man had no choice but to lower his head and said to the air beside him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gillan Iros, I feel guilty for my rudeness."

At this time, Ji Lan, who had already walked out of the manor gate, raised his eyebrows, shook his head and chuckled.

...

...

Henry Martyn did not pretend to obey.

In other words, he didn't dare.

In the week after Gillan's visit, he hurriedly contacted the rest of the big families and representatives from all walks of life.

And conveyed Gillan's words word for word.

But not everyone in these families really takes it seriously, and many of them even sneer at it.

These people would rather believe that the federal military, the mysterious department, and even Speaker Leonidas will guarantee their safety.

Time quickly came to the end of August.

The Federal General Assembly was held again.

Because the last attack on the "Hall of a Hundred Masters" caused extremely bad consequences, this time the meeting was held in another hall, the security force was tripled, and the surrounding roads were closed in advance.

But when we arrived at the meeting, we discovered a strange phenomenon.

There were so few members of parliament who came to attend the meeting that their number was even less than that of the security forces.

Of the 500 seats, only a hundred came. And even fewer, only four, came.

In the empty venue, whether on the stage or off, the scattered lawmakers sitting in their seats all looked at each other, somewhat awkwardly.

"Humph!"

On the high platform, a middle-aged female chairperson looked at her watch, suddenly snorted coldly, raised her hand to grab the octagonal microphone, and spoke directly:

"It is really sad and ridiculous that a mere warning from the enemy has frightened more than half of our General Council members away from attending."

"If this continues, the Empire can destroy the upper structure of our Owena Federation with just a few words, and domestic order will no longer exist... and all of this is due to the inaction and cowardice of the parliament."

"I suggest that the military arrest all those members who did not attend the meeting and give them a thorough trial and accountability."

"Senator Mira, this doesn't have to happen."

A middle-aged man shook his head and reminded in a deep voice. He also moved the microphone over, cleared his throat, and tried to smooth things over:
"Let's start today's meeting. First of all, the previous councillor's death left behind a lot of mess, so..."

But the middle-aged man hadn't finished speaking yet.

Then there was a deafening thunder outside the venue.

Boom! !

Everyone present was suddenly in an uproar.

The congressmen looked around in confusion and even looked up at the ceiling.

Wow…

All I could hear was the sound of heavy rain coming from outside.

"Well...it looks like it's raining."

Someone stuttered.

When these words were spoken, everyone's face changed.

Some people even stood up immediately and prepared to leave.

This group of parliamentarians were like frightened birds and followed suit.

But just as the female councillor on the stage was about to stop him, the entire venue began to shake.

Boom! !

"earthquake?!"

someone exclaimed.

"What the hell happened?!"

Bang! ! !
A silver bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and hit the building of this synagogue.

Accompanied by a deafening loud noise.

Suddenly, one-third of the building collapsed and disappeared. Because of the missing ceiling, heavy rain poured into the venue, soaking everyone present.

Everyone, including the security forces who were serving as the mysterious person, were terrified.

I saw that dark vortex thunderstorm clouds appeared in the sky at some point, flashing silver lightning.

Boom boom boom! !

Silver lightning struck one after another, bombarding the venue madly.

The congressmen and security forces present didn't even have time to react before they were instantly touched by the stray electric arcs and disintegrated into nothingness on the spot.

The meeting had just started less than ten minutes ago.

The buildings were razed to the ground, and the people disappeared along with them.

The vortex of dark clouds quickly faded away, and the sky returned to its original clear state, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

Soon, a figure in military uniform suddenly appeared in the air.

Leonidas closed his eyes and looked at the ruins below expressionlessly. His voice was cold and filled with anger:

"Gilan Iros..."

(End of this chapter)