Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 578 Susie: King Hall, Lu Enxing
"Extra, Extra, the terrorist organization Aurora claims responsibility for the assassination of the Count."

"Breaking news, a noble of the kingdom was assassinated, and it is suspected to be closely related to the current King George Augustus III!"

"The king will certainly shoot himself in the foot. Lady Hall said she will fight to the last moment!"

At this moment, Backlund was like a powder keg that had been compressed to the limit. As long as a spark ignited, he would explode into powder with a loud bang.

Unlike the oppression of war, the economic depression in peacetime cannot divert external conflicts at all.

The World Peace Company is huge, and there are countless businessmen and workers who rely on this behemoth for their survival.

Along with the company’s ban, countless small and medium-sized companies soon came to the brink of bankruptcy.

Factories were shut down and soaring prices were inevitable. Under the covert guidance of some people, all the unemployed or bankrupt people took to the streets, holding up signs to boycott the king's ban on the closure of the World Peace Company.

"Protect conscientious enterprises and defend people's sovereignty!"

"Get out, King George III, we need a new king!"

"Resist the king's privileges, we want bread!"

Sodrak Palace.

George Augustus III listened calmly to his subordinates' reports.

But as He listened, His expression suddenly changed, and He found that He seemed to have fallen into some extremely troublesome trap.

"The World Peace Company has a security department armed with guns in secret. They didn't put up any resistance. It turns out they were waiting for me here..."

"Huh, childish."

After two or three seconds, George III paused his pace and sneered:

"They want to cause chaos in Backlund and make the people put enormous pressure on the royal family, so that they lose order and start a riot."

“Oh, if I were only a Sequence Five, I would definitely worry about similar issues. Unfortunately…”

Those illiterate workers can't pose any threat to an angel. As long as the anchor is not affected, when everything calms down, I will still be the king of Rune.

After silently adding the second half of the sentence in his mind, the current King of Loen, George Augustus III, instructed indifferently:

"Let Amyrius send out troops to arrest all those who are leading the riot. Since they want chaos, we must suppress them quickly and not let them gain any advantage!"

"Yes, Your Majesty the King!"

………………

"Damn it, George III, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Inside Dwayne Dantès's mansion, Klein looked at the financial report handed over by the butler, his eyes almost popped out.

After being shut down for a whole week, the bicycle factory not only did not make any money, but its market value dropped rapidly due to the military blockade, and even its profit was as low as -1658 pounds.

Counting the 1000 pounds of output per week, Klein lost a full 2658 pounds without doing anything in just one week.

"So much money would just make a noise if it was thrown into the water!"

"I paid my taxes, why are you banning me too?!"

Klein looked extremely dissatisfied, and even the Joker's extraordinary abilities could not be controlled.

He sighed, turned his head and looked at Amon's clone beside him and said:

"Why, as a workers' leader, you don't want to say a word?"

"Instead of wasting time here with me, why not return to your guild and take charge of the situation?"

When the angel heard this, he spread his hands and said helplessly:

"It was also blocked by the army..."

Should!
Klein felt happy for a moment, but his expression was still worried. He glanced at Amon and said:

"Are you just going to watch and not do anything?"

"You are the king of angels, the son of the Creator, and an angel of time. Don't lose points!"

"Heh, Klein, you don't have to provoke me in this way. Standing with a fake like you is the most embarrassing moment for me in thousands of years."

"And this good show doesn't need you and me to get involved at all. That guy has been creating class conflicts that are enough to fill the streets. The merchants and workers who are marching are proof of that!"

At this point, Amon paused, adjusted his monocle, and said happily:

"If you have this much time, you might as well take care of that witch. It's time for her to be promoted..."

Hearing this, Klein interrupted quickly:
"Wait, when did you become so concerned about my affairs?"

Seeing Amon’s enthusiasm, Klein felt that something was wrong.

"As expected of a top-notch fraudster, in just one week I have gained some trust in him..."

In the study, Klein looked at Amon warily, fearing that this bastard would use his little trust to deceive him again.

"I seem to remember that there will be nothing for you to do in the future..."

Hearing Klein say this, Shi Tianshi pretended to show a sad expression.

"Klein, I've helped you so much, don't you trust me at all?"

"I can't trust you at all."

"..."

Amon's sad expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Ah~ It was my father's order. He asked me to help you when I'm free. This is not surprising. He has a very serious mental obsession with cleanliness."

"Oh, then you are really a filial son..."

Klein complained silently in his heart, and remained somewhat skeptical of this statement.

After finishing his conversation with the bullshit Amon, Klein walked to the window and looked into the distance.

There seemed to be gunshots and flames.

………………

Glancing at the gray and increasingly dark sky, the personal maid Anne whispered in Audrey's ear:

"Miss, it's late now. We should go home, otherwise the lady and the master will be worried."

"Annie, but there are still so many people..."

Looking up at the endless line, Audrey instinctively rejected the kindness of her maid.

Perhaps it was her innate kindness, or perhaps she wanted to make up for some of the guilt in her heart, but this girl, who had been distributing food and medicine in person every day for nearly a week, seemed exceptionally resilient.

"Miss, but, but..."

The personal maid wanted to persuade him again, but the golden retriever, having received the eye hint, suddenly became extremely dishonest.

Susie howled twice and ran into the corner like a wild dog off its leash.

Seeing this, the personal maid Anne had no time to continue persuading and followed Susie's footsteps.

"You, are you Countess Hall? You look really young, exactly like what's reported in the newspaper." "Thank you, thank you so much. There are still kind people helping us at this time. If it weren't for you, my children and husband would probably have starved to death..."

Suddenly, she heard a voice of gratitude filled with complex emotions. Audrey came back to her senses and looked at the woman in front of her who looked to be in her forties or fifties. She smiled gently and said,
"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

She picked up a supply and handed it to the woman in front of her with some graying hair at the temples.

"Alas... the king doesn't care about our lives at all. It would be great if you were the king."

“Maybe in this way, the factory would not be closed, and no one in my family would starve to death or end up on the streets.”

"You are truly a kind, good-hearted, and excellent nobleman."

After taking the supplies, the old woman exclaimed loudly.

Her sigh happened to attract a lot of echoes and responses from people queuing up waiting for help.

"That's right. In my opinion, Countess Hall is worthy of being our king."

"The current king doesn't care about our lives at all. How can he be like Countess Hall?"

"Heh, he is not worthy of leading Rune, and he doesn't care about the lives of people like us in the middle and lower classes of society. Otherwise, he wouldn't have closed the company, and I wouldn't have gone bankrupt!"

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In the crowd, a man in his thirties, wearing an old suit and with bloodshot eyes, who looked like a businessman, shouted loudly.

His heartfelt words resonated even more. Before Audrey could react, another voice shouted:
"If it weren't for this selfish king, my company wouldn't have gone bankrupt, and my wife wouldn't have died of illness due to the shock."

"Luckily, God sent Countess Hall to save us, otherwise I don't know how I would feed my 6-year-old child!"

"George III is not worthy of being the king of Loon!"

Hearing this, the corner of Audrey's mouth twitched a little, and as a spectator, she immediately noticed something was wrong.

"I didn't pay for this... Could it be Mr. Ron? No, this kind of behavior should be from my dear father. How embarrassing."

"Well, according to the current situation, although Backlund has been pressed to the limit, it still needs a fire..."

"My assassination last week greatly accelerated the process, but this method cannot completely rely on the enemy. Do I have to assassinate myself?"

Audrey murmured quietly in her heart, but on the outside she was still trying to comfort the crowd that was in chaos due to dissatisfaction. With her own unique reputation, the entire relief center quickly calmed down again.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the distance. Audrey had just handed food and water to the workers who had lost their jobs when she heard someone shouting:

"The king has decreed that illegal gatherings are strictly prohibited and must be dispersed immediately. Otherwise, we will investigate and deal with them according to the law!"

"The King's decree."

"The King's decree."

A fat and bloated government official in formal attire stood on the left side of the carriage and shouted loudly three times. Behind him, two burly soldiers with revolvers in their hands immediately clenched their weapons and their breathing seemed to become a little heavier.

These words were like a blazing fire that ignited a raging fire in the arsenal, instantly causing the situation that the noble lady had just calmed down to be on the verge of getting out of control.

"Why would the King do this!?"

"Why are you asking us to leave? I have no money left. I can't even afford black bread!"

"You fat pigs, are you going to deprive us of our last chance to survive?!"

The sound was like a substance, instantly drowning out the government officials who came to disperse the crowd.

He trembled, obviously frightened. Although he had anticipated this situation before coming, he did not expect it to be so serious.

"Why do I have to do this hard job? Damn Amyrius Levitt, where is your army? Where is your Backlund Defense Force? Even if you don't have an army, you can just send a few dozen police officers!"

The government official felt bitter in his mouth and began to curse his boss's boss's boss's boss in his heart. Apparently he also realized that this was a very offensive job.

If there were an army, he would surely become the king's most loyal supporter, but the problem was that the Minister of Defense, who was deeply trusted by the king, only sent him two soldiers to protect his personal safety.

Isn't this going to kill me?!

At this moment, facing the angry crowd surrounding him, he shouted with a strong desire to survive:

"This is not my idea, this is the king's decree. If you have the guts, go find him. It was his idea!"

At this time, Audrey, who had already noticed the chaos, squeezed out of the crowd and asked calmly:

"Why did the king do this?"

How do I know why the king did this?
The government official was stunned, looked at the crowd around him who had suddenly restrained themselves, and then looked at the countess who had been frequently reported in the newspapers recently.

At a certain moment, he felt that if he couldn't explain the situation now, he would probably be beaten to a pulp by the angry crowd.

If you don't pass the buck now, when will you?

His fat face was covered with cold sweat, and a good idea quickly came up in his mind. He said loudly with trembling lips:
"The king is not happy with the chaos in Backlund. He is worried that other countries will see this and it will affect his image. So, he is sending troops to suppress the riots."

"This has nothing to do with me. These are all orders issued by the king. I am just passing them on!"

The government official swallowed his saliva. As a qualified official, he naturally knew how to shift the blame so as to make himself appear innocent.

After hearing such an answer and such a ridiculous reason, the crowd, who were already dissatisfied with the king's decree and in an irritable mood, became confused again.

Audrey Hall raised her arm, signaling the crowd to be quiet, and asked with a hint of sarcasm:
"Just for this reason, he wants to kill those poor people. Don't you know how much these foods mean to them?"

"Horse, Countess Hall, yes, the king doesn't know."

The government official answered tremblingly. He felt the gazes of the people around him looking as if they were going to eat him up. He gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel to the fire:

"The king also said, since these people can't afford black bread, why don't they eat meat?"

This sentence completely ignited the crowd's dissatisfaction and anger. The sound waves exploded suddenly. Even Audrey, who was a "spectator", could not help but feel a little overwhelmed by such a scene.

"But there is no need to suppress it."

Looking at the increasingly chaotic crowd, Countess Hall pursed her lips, forced herself to calm down her abnormal emotions, climbed onto the carriage and shouted loudly:
"Everyone!!!"

The next moment, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"I am going to the palace to meet the king and ask him why he did this. Who of you is willing to come with me and ask our king in person?"

At this moment, the atmosphere had reached its climax. There was no need for Audrey to comfort them, nor was there any need to listen to the crowd's answers.

Countess Hall jumped off the carriage. She took a step forward and the crowd behind her followed. Their steps were neat and orderly, like the beat of drums.

In the entire Backlund, this change was not the only one that occurred. People came from all directions. They were bankrupt businessmen and workers who were oppressed to the point of being unable to straighten their backs.

They are mothers who have lost their children, fathers whose children have been taken away from them, girls who have been kidnapped and sold to brothels, homeless people who are struggling on the brink of life and death and are chased away by the police, and people who are dissatisfied with the rules of this kingdom.

Even for the old days, fate is still wonderful.

The crowd was huge, and word spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, and from a thousand to ten thousand. In the end, more than one hundred thousand people followed this huge team.

During this process, the slogans of the entire demonstration team changed again and again, from the initial "question the king" to "let the king step down", and finally a dog barked from somewhere:
"Woof, Augustus is out, Queen Hall is in power!"

"Queen Hall!"

"Queen Hall!"

Audrey walked in front with a stern face, feeling the cheers and trust of the people behind her. She felt warm in her heart but also got goosebumps all over her body.

You guys really made me suffer!

(End of this chapter)