Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 190 The Queen's Suspicion (New Picture of Adele!)

After hearing the specific content of the proposal, many ministers showed indignation and anger.

High-sounding!

Strong words!

Outrageous!

What nonsense about strengthening security exchanges and responding to the situation on the mainland!

The Northwest Alliance has always been an economic cooperation organization. When did it start to involve military security elements?

And form a stable military and security alliance to jointly protect themselves?
The Kingdom of Ceylon really has the nerve to propose such a bill and say such words.

If the situation on the mainland really becomes turbulent, your Kingdom of Ceylon will probably be the first to take action against your arch-rival, the Kingdom of Fengxi.

Considering the recent situation in the royal capital, it is obvious who this proposal is aimed at.

For military formation drills, do all these countries have to bring their own armies?
For a moment, the atmosphere in the council hall became stagnant.

Let’s look at the sponsor of this bill, the Kingdom of Ceylon.

The Cromwell family's intentions are clear.

The most hateful are the Silver Frost Principality and the Holy Oak Principality. These two were once Effiin's younger brothers, but now they are following the Kingdom of Ceylon and waving flags and cheering for it.

Indignation and anger surged in the hearts of the ministers.

Commissioner Logan paused for a moment and spoke again:
"This proposal has already been approved by the majority of member states. According to my analysis, it has a high probability of passing."

Secretary of War Marshall asked in a deep voice:
"Did the Kingdom of Ceylon resort to some trick?"

Commissioner Logan was silent for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Saxon Cromwell, the third prince of the Kingdom of Ceylon, has been active at the Northwest Alliance headquarters recently and has already won over many member states."

Marshall then asked:

“What about those empires and kingdoms?

What is their attitude? "

Commissioner Logan moved his lips and sighed:
“Neither empire expressed its stance.

General Marshall knew that the five major empires on the continent had always looked down on small countries like us.

I doubt they paid much attention to this bill at all.

As for the kingdoms on the northwest continent, except for the Kingdom of Wind Breeze which, as usual, went against the Kingdom of Ceylon, the other kingdoms all looked like they were enjoying the show.

To put it bluntly, this Northwest Regional Exchange Conference is not being held on their territory, so they are happy to watch the fun.

Anyway, the next meeting is still five years away, so at worst we can just propose a new motion to cancel this one."

Marshall fell silent. Effiin was now like a fresh and delicious cake, and anyone would want to take a cut of it.

Angus finally spoke:

"Are there any detailed information? We can't all come with an army."

Commissioner Logan immediately replied:

"Yes, but they didn't dare to do it so blatantly. They set a limit on the number of participants, no more than one thousand."

A thousand!

It seems that there are not many people, but there is no limit on the military level.

A thousand "basic-level" troops, or even a thousand "regular-level" troops, would not be able to cause any trouble in the heavily guarded Florence.

But what if there are a thousand "elite" troops?

That is enough to stop two legendary beings. For some small principalities, a thousand "elite" troops are enough to sweep across the country.

The ministers obviously realized this and their expressions became much more serious.

Angus said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry too much, everyone. After all, it's just a simple military formation drill. It's nothing more than losing a few people.

They didn't dare to act openly, after all, the Northern Territory Empire and the Western Territory Empire were watching.

General Marshall, I'll have to worry about the military formation drills.

There are more than 60 countries, and certainly not every country will participate in this military formation exercise.

When the time comes, you should prepare the military exercise venue and facilities based on a scale of 50,000 people."

Marshall nodded solemnly.

Angus coughed lightly and emphasized:
"This is just a small matter, the main focus is to receive guests from various countries.

You must find all the files on the participating countries. You must have a clear understanding of the customs, taboos, etiquette, traditions, and personnel composition of the visiting delegations of different countries. There must not be the slightest deviation."

The Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs nodded seriously.

Then Angus's resonant voice concluded:
"Ladies and gentlemen, this Northwest Regional Exchange Conference is a great opportunity to showcase our country's style and strength. We must pay close attention to every detail so that guests from all over the world can feel the charm and sincerity of Florence!

We must make this Northwest Exchange Conference the most memorable one ever!"

"Yes!"

Prime Minister Angus Angryn's words seemed like a prophecy, and subsequent events indeed proved that the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference held in Florence was not only unforgettable, but also caused an unparalleled shock to the entire continent and even the gods above!

……

After the meeting, the Prime Minister arranged for everyone to visit the seriously ill Foreign Minister.

After returning from the visit, Angus called Chief Justice Gore and asked him to come to his office.

Gore came to Angus's Prime Minister's office with an extremely respectful attitude.

Angus smiled faintly and said:

"I've been so busy since I became Prime Minister that it's been a while since we two, old brothers, have sat down and had a good chat."

Gore immediately looked flattered. He and Angus had been classmates for many years and had always maintained a good relationship.

After the death of the previous king and Angus entered the cabinet, Gore was the first to express his support clearly.

Angus waved his hand slightly:
"There's no need for this between you and me. I left you alone because I want to discuss something with you."

Gore immediately stated:
"Sir, please tell me what you want to do, and I will do it."

Angus's eyes moved slightly, and he was silent for a long time. Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice low but powerful:
"You saw Baron Holt's condition just now. It's unlikely he'll get better."

Baron Gore showed a sad expression and said:
"It's so regrettable. Prime Minister, please accept my condolences."

Angus sighed and said:

“Gore, our Aifeiyin is facing many complicated situations now, especially the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference is imminent.

The country needs a capable and talented Foreign Minister to support it!"

Baron Gore's whole body trembled violently, and a hint of surprise and disbelief flashed across his pupils.

Angus continued:
"Gore, I think you have the potential and the need to take on more important responsibilities. What do you think?"

Gore's eyes lit up with surprise, and his lips trembled slightly:

"Prime Minister, I will do my best to live up to your trust and confidence!"

Got promoted!
Gore never expected that he would be promoted?
Cabinet ministers also have a hierarchy.

Apart from the Prime Minister, the next most important person is the Minister of Foreign Affairs!

It can be said that he is the well-deserved number two person in the cabinet!
This step forward was indeed something Gore had not expected.

Although he was still plotting a rebellion with the DuPont family, this did not prevent him from seeking a higher position in the existing government.

Only if your current position is higher, you will have more say when unrest comes in the future.

Angus was very satisfied with Gore's reaction. He nodded slightly, walked around the table, came to Baron Gore, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

“The road ahead is full of thorns, so you must be mentally prepared.

A new position means greater power, but also comes with more rigorous scrutiny and challenges.

The position of Foreign Minister is related to national interests and honor. You need to balance the interests of all parties and be extremely cautious."

Gore straightened his back, his eyes full of determination:
"Mr. Prime Minister, rest assured, I will go through fire and water for the country and the Prime Minister's strategic layout!"

Angus looked at Gore with satisfaction, a barely perceptible smile on his lips as he said:
"That's good. I will proceed with the subsequent appointment process as soon as possible. You should go back and prepare well, and complete and hand over the work at hand as soon as possible.

I will appoint a new Supreme Court Justice.”

After hearing this, Gore suddenly realized that if he no longer served as the Chief Justice, the management function of the East Suburbs Prison would naturally no longer belong to him.

This also means that he can no longer keep an eye on the people of the Bound Church.

He was not worried that the new chief justice would discover the prisoners in the prison.

When replacing prisoners in East Suburbs Prison, Gore even remade the prisoners' files according to the members of the "Bound Church".

The only worry is that there is still some time before they actually start the uprising, and there are many things they need to communicate with the members of the "Bound Church" lurking in the prison.

If I lose my position as Chief Justice and continue to interfere in prison affairs, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

Gore was caught in a dilemma for a moment.

Prime Minister Angus seemed to notice Gore's hesitation and asked:
"Why, is there any difficulty?"

Gore came back to his senses and said in a disguising manner:

"Oh, nothing, Mr. Prime Minister.

I'm just curious about who will take over the position of Chief Justice of the country.

So that I can hand over my work to him as soon as possible.

The main reason is that the situation in the royal capital has been quite turbulent recently, and several prisons have also been restless, with riots and jailbreaks occurring frequently.

A strong justice is needed to run the prisons."

Angus said calmly:

"The Queen and I are still considering the specific candidates. As for the prison, Her Majesty has given special instructions.

From now on, the several prisons in Florence that hold serious criminals will be managed by the newly established Military Intelligence Bureau." Gore's mind was moved when he heard this.

Managed by the Military Intelligence Bureau?

His right-hand man Hermann now holds a relatively high position in the Military Intelligence Bureau. It is reasonable for Hermann, who has rich judicial experience and is a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, to be in charge of prison management.

Gore pondered for a moment and then said:

"If Her Majesty the Queen decides to hand over the management of the prison to the Military Control Commission, I have a recommendation for a suitable candidate to manage the prison."

Angus showed an expression of no surprise and asked kindly:
"Please say."

Gore said:

“My former permanent secretary, Herman Donaldson, currently works for the Military Intelligence Bureau.

When he worked with me before, he was in charge of prison management. He has a lot of experience and is a good comrade.

Angus looked reminiscent, then said:

"He, I remember him. He was the one who killed someone at the noble hunting party before, right?"

Gore smiled and said:
"Young people are more impulsive."

Angus nodded and said:
"This young man is fine. I'll discuss this with Her Majesty the Queen when I get back. If there aren't any major problems, I'll let him take over."

Gore breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace, and seeing that Angus had no other instructions, he took the initiative to leave.

After Gore left, Queen Adele appeared quietly.

Angus said in a deep voice:
"It seems your guess is correct. Herman is indeed the spy planted by the 'Lord of Shadows' next to Gore."

Adair held the information about Hermann in her hand, her brows slightly furrowed.

After a long silence, he whispered:
“From the archival data.

Herman was able to go from being a commoner to working in the capital because of Gore's connections.

He seemed to have no reason to betray Gore, the man who had promoted him.

Also, when did he come into contact with the 'Lord of Shadows'?
How did the 'Lord of Shadows' make Hermann willingly work for him?"

After his daughter reminded him of this, Angus also realized the unreasonableness of it.

Adair continued:
"Besides that, the most important thing is, why did the 'Lord of Shadows' plant such a spy next to Gore so early?
At least since the noble hunting party a year ago, Herman had already been a spy for the 'Lord of Shadows'.

Did he know so early on that Gore was colluding with the DuPont family to plot rebellion?

Adair's words made Angus fall into deep thought. After a long while, he said in an intriguing tone:
"He seems to be overly concerned about us, Aifeiyin. It brings us back to the original question: Is this person actually from Aifeiyin?
There are many rumors out there about his true identity.

Some say he's the heir of an ancient family, the Holy Son of the Church of Prophecy, and the wandering heir of the Cobalt Soul Academy...

But in the beginning, he came from our Florence. Are we all thinking too much? He has always been an Effiinite, and even a noble of Effiin.

The reason you're willing to come back at this time is simply to serve your country, and you don't have any other thoughts?"

Adair's face was solemn, and it was obvious that she had a similar speculation.

"You say... could he actually be a member of the Corleone royal family?"

Angus' words suddenly made both of them inexplicably nervous.

Adele opened her red lips slightly and said in a low voice:

"Given the age of the 'Lord of Shadows', it seems that His Majesty is the only one in the entire royal family who meets the requirements.

Father, you wouldn't be thinking that the 'Lord of Shadows' who's been so prominent out there is the one who's been struck by a Saint-level forbidden spell, and that your Majesty's cognition is the equivalent of a child's, right?

Angus smiled bitterly and said:

"I really hope it's him. That way our burden will be much lighter."

Could it be him?

This thought flashed through Adair's mind for only a moment.

It couldn't be him. I had watched Cohen grow up since he was a child. There was no one else in the world who knew him better than me.

Perhaps it was her desire for her husband to become a successful person that was at work. Deep down in her heart, Yadel still hoped that her husband could be a young talent like the "Lord of Shadows".

Adair's eyes quickly became firm—

Her Cohen is no worse than anyone else. He has reached the peak of the fourth level after just over a year of practice. As long as he can continue to grow smoothly, he will become famous in the continent sooner or later.

And I will let you grow up safely until that day!

……

Hermann came to the East Suburb Prison with a solemn expression. He was wearing the iconic Black Hawk uniform of the Military Control Commission, and he exuded an aura of "keep away from strangers".

A team of military police followed behind him. Before he even entered the door, the warden of the East Suburb Prison was already waiting outside.

The warden is a member of the DuPont family and was assigned to connect with the undercover members of the "Bound Church" in the prison.

Now that Gore has been promoted to Foreign Minister, all the prisons in Florence have been handed over to the Military Intelligence Bureau for management, and the entire prison management team will naturally have to undergo a major reshuffle.

Fortunately, there was a "family member" named Hermann lurking in the Military Control Commission.

With the recommendation and mediation of Baron Gore, Hermann successfully took over the entire prison system of Florence, which naturally included the East Suburb Prison.

The warden smiled cautiously. Whether it was Herman's position in the Gold-DuPont Group or the current reputation of the Military Intelligence Bureau, it was enough to make the warden feel awe.

Hermann nodded slightly to the warden in a businesslike manner.

The warden's expression returned to seriousness, and he stood straight, flanked by several senior prison guards who had followed him for many years.

The prison guards handed over a heavy document box. The warden took it and handed it to Hermann with both hands. His voice unconsciously became more solemn:
"Commissioner, this is the core management data of the East Suburbs Prison, including detailed files on prisoners, layout diagrams of prison facilities, and records of various daily management processes. I have been ordered to hand it over to you!"

"it is good."

After the information was handed over, the warden led Hermann to the monitoring array at the center of the prison and introduced him to various areas of the prison.

Finally, he led all the prison guards, saluted Hermann and others, and quietly withdrew from the entire prison.

Hermann waved his hand lightly, and the military and police officers he brought with him immediately took over their posts and began the Military Intelligence Bureau's management of the East Suburb Prison.

After the arrangements were completed, Hermann glanced inconspicuously towards the area where serious criminals were held deep in the prison, with a faint smile on his lips.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was already the third day since Herman took over the East Suburb Prison.

Late at night, Hermann came to the serious criminal detention area alone and knocked on the door of one of the cells in a hurry.

Soon, an old face appeared from the cell. When he saw that it was Herman, the wariness in his eyes dissipated a lot, and his voice was hoarse:

"What's up?"

Hermann bowed and said in a low, urgent voice:
"Mr. Bishop, gather the men and move in ten minutes!"

The old prisoner, whom Hermann called Mr. Bishop, was slightly shocked and asked in a deep voice:

"What happened?"

Hermann said calmly:

"The Deputy Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Prince Hauge of the Senate, will begin inspecting all the prisons we have taken over tomorrow, with the first stop being our East Suburbs Prison.

and……"

Hermann lowered his voice:

"They also called Raymond from the Extraordinary Arena!"

The Archbishop of the Bound Church, the highest-ranking person lurking in the East Suburbs Prison, and the ninth-rank peak sorcerer Uriel's pupils trembled, his face became extremely shocked, and he blurted out:

"How can it be?

Why would someone from the Super Arena come to the East Suburbs Prison?"

Herman's tone suddenly became much colder, and he asked sternly:

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask Mr. Archbishop!
Residents near the East Suburbs Prison reported that they had found traces of a sorcerer. His Royal Highness was worried, so he called in Raymond, who had a blood feud with the "Bound Church".

Your Excellency, please tell me the truth, have your men actually stayed in prison honestly as agreed?"

Faced with Herman's sudden counterattack, Uriel was confused for a moment. He was not sure whether his people had made any mistakes.

After all, the core members of the "Bound Church" can be said to have come out in full force this time. There are too many people, and he cannot take care of everything by himself.

Hermann sighed deeply:

"Well, Your Excellency, now is not the time to assign blame, and I don't mean to blame you.

The conditions in the prison for serious criminals are indeed harsh. Your followers are usually high-ranking spellcasters, so it is understandable that they cannot bear the suffering of the prisoners."

Hearing Herman say this, Uriel felt as if he had really done something wrong. He looked at Herman earnestly and said in a dry voice:

“So what should we do now?
The core of our church is all here. If that bastard Raymond catches us, it will be an absolute devastating blow to Effiin's Bound Church."

Hermann regained his composure and spoke with conviction:
"Don't worry, I have already discussed with Mr. Dupont and Baron Gore and will send you out of the city tonight.

Ten minutes later, you will bring everyone to gather at Work Site No. 3!"

"it is good!"

Soon, a rumbling sound was heard from the prison for serious criminals. The extraordinary people of the "Bound Church" lurking in the prison, led by Uriel and according to Herman's instructions, came to labor yard No. 3.

They were so nervous that they didn't notice that the magical elements in Work Field No. 3 today seemed to be more intense than usual.

Uriel led everyone to Work Yard No. 3 and saw a figure standing in the center of the work yard from afar.

Uriel felt an inexplicable tension in his heart, and he took a few quick steps forward, saying as he walked:
"Is it Hermann..."

However, before the other party could respond, he saw the man's face clearly in the moonlight.

A face that could captivate everyone, but unfortunately the expression on her face was as cold as ice that had been frozen for a thousand years.

Queen Effiin, Adair Angryn!
Uriel's heart sank, and an indescribable fear gripped his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Before he could shout out loudly, a chill that penetrated deep into his bones and seemed to freeze his soul erupted from deep within his body. Almost in an instant, he was frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture!

As the ice sculpture took shape, huge stone pillars suddenly rose at the four corners of the work site, engraved with strange runes. As the runes flowed, light danced like a spirit snake.

As Yadel raised her arm slightly, ice-blue light began to shuttle between the runes along the pre-set route. The entire teleportation array began to shake violently, and the space seemed to be twisted by an invisible giant hand, forming a huge vortex.

In the depths of the vortex, one can vaguely see a majestic middle-aged man standing there, as if waiting for some prey!
(End of this chapter)