Crown of Silence

Chapter 650 Misunderstanding

“——Then, let’s start the battle between Red Rose and White Rose again!”

The pitch-black iron whale roared, his voice resounding in the sky, echoing in everyone’s ears, roaring like thunder:

“I will go to this war at all costs with all my strength until the pure white flag disappears forever in the sea!”

“Ignore him! He is bluffing!”

Raymond’s face turned ashen, but then, even an outsider could feel the terrifying ether fluctuations coming from the sky.

“——Preheating the main gun of the Prayer!”

He froze in place, sweat constantly oozing and dripping from his forehead, and in an instant he was sweating profusely.

No, this is not right…

The talks broke down!

The talks have not even started, and the negotiations have already died in the womb.

Ye Qingxuan had no intention of sitting at the negotiation table from the beginning!

Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!

There was chaos on the bridge. The commander was shouting something frantically, holding his collar, but he didn't hear it at all.

What will happen next?

Does that guy really have the courage to attack?

Is it a bluff? Yes, it must be a bluff! He doesn't have the courage, he doesn't dare!

But what if... what if he really attacks?

The Burgundians will never give up. Ye Qingxuan's attitude has been revealed. I don't know how much effort the Holy City has spent to finally end the Hundred Years of Rose War restarted... and this war was promoted by the Church...

Once it spreads, the Holy City will definitely go crazy and lose all its positions. The Red King will personally cut him into pieces.

And then...

"Report! A large amount of ether fluctuations appeared in the Royal Fleet!" The observer shouted: "Suspected engine overdrive!"

"Counterattack! What are you still standing there for!" The commander roared: "Counterattack!"

The bone-chilling coldness jumped up from the heels and rushed straight to the back of the head, making Raymond feel like falling into an ice cave.

This was the last straw that broke his sanity.

Looking at the blood smeared in front of him, he finally understood Ye Qingxuan's attitude that could not be questioned. He could no longer care about other things and stopped him with a startled voice:

"Wait! Mr. Ye! Please wait a moment..."

The indifferent countdown stopped.

A sneer sounded.

"Now, can we talk?"

Talk?

How to talk?

Raymond felt cold all over, and felt like a child who was slapped on the face to educate him. Even if he was showing off with a promissory note in his hand, it was just a joke in Ye Qingxuan's eyes.

As long as he was ruthless and abandoned the Royal Fleet, it would not be a joke to annihilate the Phantom Fleet under self-destruction.

Now the three parties were in an awkward situation.

Ye Qingxuan, the psychopath, was already sitting on the engine that was about to self-destruct, holding the explosion button in his hand.

Either Raymond and the commander of Burgundy bowed their heads, or...

The war was imminent.

In just a short moment, the friction between the two sides has spread to all countries at an alarming speed. At present, the harsh communication prompts on the bridges of both sides are coming one after another.

The Holy City Sacrament Department, the Anglo Privy Council, the Burgundy Sage Council, the Asgard Senate...

"Just returned to the capital, I saw you causing a big mess."

A sighing voice sounded from the bridge: "Lieutenant General, I don't remember the Sage Council giving you the right to declare war."

"Your Highness Don Juan!"

The commander's face changed, lowered his head, and looked terrified: "I failed in my duty. I will immediately..."

"No, unfortunately, you are dismissed."

The sighing voice became cold: "Next, I will take full command of the Phantom Fleet and notify the Anglo Royal Navy in the name of the royal family:

-What happened just now was a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?"

Ye Qingxuan's voice was still cold.

And Raymond's face turned pale.

There is no doubt that he was abandoned and mercilessly thrown aside by Burgundy.

"Yes, yes, a misunderstanding."

The young man called Don Juan sighed: "We were deceived by Bishop Raymond and took the wrong countermeasures against your fleet, which led to the current situation. Just treat it as an awkward joke, everyone pretends to laugh, and then try to forget it.

If it really works, I will thank you, 'Your Excellency the Grand Judge.'"

On the bridge of Nomadic Mountain, Ye Qingxuan knocked on the armrest of the chair, and frowned for some reason.

For some reason, such a frivolous tone sounded familiar.

Even though the situation was so tense and the war was imminent, the other side teased his position without any care, as if he had never cared about Ye Qingxuan's identity at all.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then chuckled softly:

"Well... it seems there is no need to talk to you, Bishop Raymond."

Raymond's face was livid, his red eyes stared at the dark shadow in the sky, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.

Amidst the mocking laughter, the nomadic mountain that broke through the clouds cast a dark shadow on the frozen ocean, but the illusory shadow was like a substance, given weight and properties by the majestic music theory, crushing over the ice layer, bursting out a shrill roar.

Amid the loud noise, terrifying heat burst out from the sea, and countless ice layers collapsed, turning into hot steam rising from the sea surface, and then turning into warm rain, falling from the sky.

In a flash, the frozen sea surface broke, evaporated, and turned into the ocean again.

Under the guidance of the Nomadic Mountain, the Royal Fleet raised its flag and went far away, leaving only Ye Qingxuan's voice echoing on the bridge:

"It's a pity that I didn't meet Master Schubert. Please say hello to him for me."

In the corner, the old nun still lowered her eyes, turned a deaf ear, and just chanted the admonitions of the gods in a low voice.

Soon, the order from the Holy Ministry came. It did not mention what happened just now, but the wording was unusually severe, ordering Raymond to take Schubert to Guixu quickly.

Raymond looked dazed, and didn't even say goodbye. After whispering a few words with Sister Schubert, the two figures disappeared silently and left in a hurry.

Only a mess was left.

Until then, the dismissed commander was relieved, collapsed in his chair, and glared at the direction of Nomadic Mountain. He looked unwilling: "I was fooled by that guy's bluff..."

"No, Lieutenant General, you don't know him."

The young man named Don Juan said lightly:

"He is serious."

The commander was stunned.

"That's it, I will send you my order through the secret channel later."

The communication was cut off.

-

"It has been like this since childhood, little leaf."

Burgundy, the Council of Sages, the young man threw the extinguished ether ball into his pocket and couldn't help whispering:

"Whether it's rotten vegetable leaves or broken wooden baskets, as long as someone dares to touch a little bit of your things, you will fight to the death with others..."

In silence, behind the solemn seats, there were sixteen parliamentarians representing the entire Burgundy. The old people who were awarded the title of "sage" looked at him with complicated expressions.

"Don Juan, at your request."

The speaker at the front knocked the hammer and said solemnly: "We have granted the Lord of Light the power ring and handed over the illusion fleet to you.

This is a gamble for your family and for us. We have given you power, and now it is time for you to prove your worth.

Time is running out, when will you go to Guixu?"

"Guixu?"

The young man named Don Juan turned his head, looking confused: "What Guixu?"

The old people's expressions were stunned for a moment, and then they became gloomy. The meeting room returned to silence, and the expressions of the wise men became more and more solemn: "Don Juan, what do you mean?"

"I mean, why should I go to Guixu?"

Don Juan took out an apple from some pocket, wiped it casually, took two bites, and asked vaguely: "Besides, I already have power, why should I prove my worth to you?"

In the silence, suddenly a surprised exclamation sounded in the corner.

"Sir, the phantom fleet suddenly returned!"

"Return!"

"Why?"

"Issue a transfer order!"

"Don Juan! What do you want to do!"

The wise men gave orders angrily, looking coldly at the smiling young man in front of them, with an unprecedented gloomy look.

"It's useless, save your energy."

Don Juan smiled, looking at their chaotic appearance, and couldn't help shrugging: "It's not easy to get the artificial angels and the phantom fleet. If you don't take the opportunity to clean up these old men who are in the way, do you still want to contribute to the country?"

In the chaotic footsteps outside the door, the muffled sound of falling to the ground continued to sound.

In the end, heavy military boots kicked the door open, and the burly soldiers rushed in from outside the door, pressed down all the panicked guards, and dragged them out of the door.

Soon, the sound of the water bag bursting sounded, and there was no sound.

"Don Juan, my student..."

Among the wise men, the old man named Richelieu lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Of course it's a coup, teacher, please recognize the situation as soon as possible and help me, how about it?"

Don Juan smiled and replied: "Originally, I was not strong enough, and I planned to wait for another three years. I didn't expect that I could take command of the phantom fleet so soon. Xiao Yezi really helped a lot. Let him take over Guixu.

Now, I will take over here. Please don't resist, old gentlemen, cooperate with me obediently, and block the whole city, first here, then the Legislative Yuan, and then the Imperial Palace..."

Boom!

A loud noise came from afar. Outside the window, the huge burning angel seemed to overlap with the scorching sun, high above the sky, suppressing the entire palace.

Looking down from a high place, in the city, burning black smoke rose rapidly, and shouts came.

"What a quick move! Has the Bastille been taken care of?"

Don Juan whistled, reached out, and pulled the dumbfounded Speaker off his seat. He dragged the chair to the middle and sat down in a comfortable position.

He lifted his chin with his palm, looked at their pale faces, and smiled more happily:

"Get ready, old gentlemen.

In an hour, the Estates General will be reconvened after a 170-year absence. I'm sure many people will be hanged on street lamps next...

For everyone's safety, you can discuss who will propose to remove the emperor?"

Don Juan knocked on the armrest of the chair and announced softly:

"--Times have changed, and this country will usher in a new master."

It's so painful to start saving up manuscripts in preparation for the wedding...