Blue Sword

Speaker Pietro, the leader of the Conservative Party of the Venetian City Council, was lying in a rocking chair on the balcony drinking afternoon tea in a very comfortable mood.

However, this good mood was quickly interrupted.

"What? The new party caught the murderer of the former governor!?" When he learned about this from the housekeeper, he almost jumped up from his chair.

"Yes, sir." The butler whispered, "It is said that the Criminal Investigation Bureau has finalized the case and a public trial will be held in St. Mark's Square tomorrow."

That demigod is not a murderer! A positive judgment clearly popped into Speaker Pietro's mind.

The murderer is a female demigod, and according to internal information from the Pure Blood Monastery, she is a poisonous demigod in the early Fourth Age. She was once the queen of the ancient Solomon Empire, Agrippina!

And no matter which male demigod the New Party captured this time, it was definitely not Agrippina.

Of course, Pietro could not tell this information to the public, because the public did not know the difference, and he could not explain the source of his information (otherwise he would be criticized by his opponents as colluding with the Pure Blood Monastery).

On the other hand, the abilities and characteristics of the Lords of Filth allow them to change their appearance freely, so judging by gender is untenable.

The most important thing is that the truth is never important in the political arena, only interests are important.

For the Venetian City Council, especially for those neutral and non-partisan members, catching the "murderer" who killed the former Venetian Governor as soon as possible can gain a lot of prestige and exposure in front of the citizens, and the exposure will also That means votes, so...

These large numbers of outsiders are most likely already waving flags and shouting for the New Party, demanding that the murderer be severely punished!

Sure enough, despite urgent discussions and consultations throughout the morning, the Conservative Party still suffered a crushing defeat in the city council vote in the afternoon.

Sansovino, the leader of the new party, stood in front of his seat and read out the new party's proposal slowly and calmly, as if he was the speaker presiding over the city council:

"I propose that a public trial be held as soon as possible for the murderer, so that all the citizens of Venice can see the consequences of offending the Lion of Mark."

(The Lion of Mark, the symbol of the city-state of Venice)

"Wait a minute!" A Conservative MP tried to obstruct, "The identity of the murderer has not yet been confirmed..."

"I completely agree!" the non-partisan MPs shouted in unison, and the Conservative MP was quickly criticized by other MPs, saying that he was "trying to exonerate the murderer" and "opening the eyes of the criminal". He could only Hiding one's face signifies surrender.

"Let's vote," Sansovino said calmly.

There was no doubt about the result. The new party almost won two-thirds of the vote, and the public trial proposal was passed on the spot.

"Regarding the diplomatic matters of the Holy See." Sansovino continued, "Of course we will not easily violate the Holy See's edict. However, so far, the Holy See has not issued any form of instructions to Venis. Out of the friendship between the two countries For reasons of common faith, the outcome of the trial should be communicated to the Holy See after the public trial.”

Pietro's face was as dark as water, and something fell heavily in his heart. Obviously, once the information is conveyed to the Holy See through public channels, it will be a confirmed case, and there will be no further pursuit of the real murderer.

It was another round of voting, and the new party's proposal was passed with a high vote again, without any suspense.

"Finally, it is about continuing the policy proposed by the previous governor and providing financial support to the island's high-tech precision manufacturing industry..." Sansovino took advantage of the victory to pursue it.

Outside the City Council, Aske stood in front of the window of the Bridge of Sighs, casually throwing fish food into the river.

The girls went shopping. After finally completing the mission of His Majesty the Emperor, of course they wanted to relax.

Venis is the heart of Mediterranean trade, and its goods are so dazzling that you can imagine. Asker even had a premonition that the team's funds would shrink significantly, but it didn't matter.

With the average level of team members quickly approaching Lv. 10, the various high-level magic potions required for the final upgrade cannot be purchased with money at all.

Throwing the last handful of fish food into the river, Asik crumpled the fish food bag into a ball and said:

"Are you worried?"

"It's a bit." Silla's voice sounded behind him.

The girl put her arms on the edge of the window lattice, looked at the river flowing quietly below, and said:

"I heard that this bridge is called the Bridge of Sighs because next door is where Venis imprisoned serious criminals. Before entering the dark dungeon without seeing the light, they would pass by this bridge and take a final look outside through the window. world, and the sigh is the last sound they can make.”

"That's it." Asik echoed, pretending to learn about it for the first time, even though the story was printed in his elementary school Chinese textbook.

"I sometimes think." Silla's voice was soft and calm, like the gurgling river flowing under the bridge, "If I hadn't met you at the beginning... I mean, if I met you, maybe I would have stayed in a deep and secluded place. In a monastery, one can only peek into the outside world through such a window."

"No way." Ask said, "If it is on the Siris Peninsula, after all, you still have your grandfather."

"If it is Zoe's order, grandpa cannot interfere." Sheila said, "Olympia City cannot interfere in politics beyond the emperor, and the Orthodox Church will not allow it."

"Then it seems that I really saved you. Is there any reward?" Ask joked.

Sheila was quiet for a moment.

"As long as I can afford it, it's fine." She raised her gaze, her beautiful amber-like clear eyes staring into Asik's eyes.

Ask was speechless for a moment, then laughed dumbly and said: "Originally I just wanted to tease you, but unexpectedly... I was speechless instead."

Silla also laughed and twisted her hair with her fingers: "Really? But I'm serious. Are you sure you don't want anything?"

"Not yet." Ask replied, "Why don't you owe it first?"

"You can owe it." Sheila said, "But in the future, you will not be able to choose the reward for you, but will be designated by me."

"You are buying and selling by force, Your Majesty," Aske said.

"Of course, the prices and conditions that can be offered to the fallen princess and the queen who has returned to the throne are naturally different." Sheila said.

"Has your grandpa contacted you again?" Ask asked in surprise. What do you mean, return to the throne? Do you want to restore the country?

"After we captured the demigod," Sheila replied, "he wanted to know how you did it."

Asker said lightly: "You know that is the result of the anti-magic magnetic field and Agrippina's venom."

"But even without the anti-magic magnetic field and law venom, you can defeat and kill the demigods, right?" Sheila asked.

"Why do you think so?" Ask looked out the window.

"Intuition," Sheila said.

Ask was silent for a moment.

"Sheila, level does not completely determine victory or defeat." Ask said earnestly, "If demigods are impossible to defeat, then where will there be any Holy See and princes and nobles in this world? They will all be ruled by demigods. alright."

"Special laws, extraordinary swordsmanship, black technology, and the magic tide itself, there are many things that can restrain demigods. How to find a way to win under limited conditions is the ability we really need to train."

It’s true that even a few words can’t be separated from becoming stronger. Sheila sighed imperceptibly. Obviously I just wanted to compliment the group leader and brush up his favorability...

"Yeah, that's it. I will definitely study hard." She read it nonchalantly.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Aske couldn't laugh or cry.

"Tsk." Silla curled her lips, "No."

"But you just clicked your tongue."

"You heard it wrong. It was the sound of water flowing under the bridge."

The two kept bickering, and then they saw the knight Albrecht walking onto the bridge from the direction of the Governor's Palace.

"The mission is accomplished, Your Excellency Aske." He walked up to the two of them and whispered, "Your Excellency Sansovino has agreed to secretly participate in His Majesty's attack on Verona and will set off after the public trial tomorrow. "

"That's great." Asik said calmly, "About the mission reward..."

"Here." Albrecht took out a glass bottle and silently handed it to Asker. "This is the 'Giant III' potion that was agreed in advance. The Wetting family will pay for it on behalf of His Majesty."

Instead of waiting until we get back to give the potion, give it now? Ask was a little shocked, but after all, it was his team that took advantage, so he accepted it without any courtesy.

As a result, Albrecht dug into the armor for a long time and took out another bottle:

"This is a potion for Miss Eleanor. The Weisbach family entrusted me to deliver it to you."

Ask:………………

You dare to ask someone to deliver Level IV potions on your behalf, so you are not afraid of being misappropriated by the courier? Ask couldn't help but admire the Weisbach family's generosity.

No, maybe they had reached some secret alliance agreement with the Wettin family, so they believed that Albrecht would not betray him. He then thought about it, if that was the case...

Sure enough, before he could come to a conclusion, Albrecht said again:

"In addition, convey the words of the Duke of Bavaria: Aske, do you remember that for this bottle of potion, you promised to complete a task for the Weisbach family?"

"Yes." Ask said in a deep voice, "So what is the mission content?"

"Stay in the Venetian city-state, protect Miss Eleanor, and don't return to the battlefield in Verona." Albrecht said.