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Chapter 481: Lanchi's Growing Support and Dwindling Allies
Chapter 481: Lanchi's Growing Support and Dwindling Allies
Duke Morotian, seated to the right of the Congress, was also taken aback.
He never expected Rocky McCarthy to be so bold, disregarding public opinion and choosing the most popular strategy.
Although, in the long run, the Protoss Empire would be wary of and guard against Rocky McCarthy's collusion with the Papal Church, such an answer from Rocky might also jeopardize his career within the Empire.
But at this moment, the people had turned into curious onlookers!
"What is there to be timid about? After today, if the people no longer trust me, then be it. I'll simply step down as the Imperial Governor."
Lanchi gazed at Morotian from a distance, his gaze unwavering.
"When evildoers rule, there can be no unity, and that is truly what goes against my heart."
Lanchi spoke with emphasis on each word.
His sincere gaze and words made it impossible to doubt the passion in his heart and the subconscious willingness to consider whether he truly had the ability to match his words with actions.
After he finished speaking, Lanchi looked at Sigrid calmly.
Sigrid, though unsure if her face was flushed, no longer avoided his gaze and instead looked at him intently.
She was very satisfied.
The Holy Son would always make the choice that pleased her the most.
For a moment, Morotian seemed to understand why Cardinal Askesan had been so furious during the Cardinal's decisive battle earlier.
The Papal Church and the Holy Son of Heaven, these two, were insulting their opponents in a very novel way.
The hall was filled with a chaotic mix of noises and discussions, and the entire Empire Helrom, where the screens were broadcasting, was also buzzing with excitement!
Even the Ice and Snow Witch, far away in the Temple of the Kingdom of Aithailand, knocked on her head.
Her intelligence network was always lagging.
Is there really a connection between Rocky McCarthy and the Papal Church?
She even thought there might be something between Rocky McCarthy and Hubertian.
Wait a minute.
Why is the girl with the high ponytail on the seat of the Great Priest of Baxian looking so strained?
The other Great Priests were about to pop open champagne, but she looked like she was about to lose her mind, looking around as if she didn't know what was going on.
This honest child looked more like Hubertian.
"Hubertian wouldn't go wild and get involved in a love triangle with the Papal Church, would she?"
The Ice and Snow Witch muttered.
However, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her divergent thinking had gone too far, and she should have trusted her intelligence network instead.
In the Congress Hall, the noise continued for an unknown duration, and the entire atmosphere had shifted slightly. It was only when the Great Sage Isis gave a light cough that everyone realized they should quiet down.
The imperial aristocrats held their breath, once again sitting up straight and waiting.
It was clear that the unexpected confrontation between Rocky McCarthy and Morotian Bernhard was not over yet.
Rocky McCarthy stood up, facing the Great Sage Isis, and bowed in greeting.
"I request that Great Sage Isis inspect Duke Bernhard's body for the presence of the Abyssal Dark Insects, or perhaps he conveniently lacks an eighth-rank epic card slot, and he may also have a high-rank epic equipment that can cast the Black Chains."
Then, he pointed at Duke Morotian and spoke.
These words caused the initially displeased Duke Morotian to break into laughter.
He had thought Rocky McCarthy was very clever, but it turned out that his words were just sadly foolish.
Anyone familiar with the laws of the Empire knew that this request had no chance of being granted.
"I do not have the authority to use force to search an Imperial Duke."
Isis looked at Lanchi with a complex expression and replied.
Although she understood his intentions and could further help them get closer to the truth, it was not in line with the procedures and rules.
"Duke Morotian, may I ask if you would voluntarily show it to Miss Isis in private?"
Lanchi looked at Morotian again and asked.
Everyone present understood.
A guardian powerhouse like Duke Morotian would never reveal his trump card to the public.
After all, it would be equivalent to weakening the Protoss Empire's core combat strength.
However, if he only allowed Miss Isis to see it privately, this problem could be avoided.
"Mr. Rocky, how disrespectful of me are you that you would make such a request here? I believe no eighth-rank powerhouse would agree to such a request that is insulting in nature!"
Duke Morotian rebuked Rocky angrily.
At this point, they seemed to have completely fallen out, leaving no room for compromise in their words.
However, upon hearing Duke Morotian's reasonable attitude and response, Lanchi finally revealed a triumphant smile, as if he had been amused by the other's naive mind.
"If Duke Bernhard has nothing to hide, why is he afraid to let Miss Isis search him? Could it be that she will do something detrimental to the Empire and sell out your intelligence?"
Lanchi looked at Duke Morotian with confusion, quickly raising his questions.
"So, Duke Bernhard doesn't trust Miss Isis at all. Do you see everyone as a traitor? After all, you even branded your own daughter as a traitor."
As he spoke, he glanced at Isis, who sighed, full of disappointment at the lack of unity in the Protoss Empire.
Duke Morotian's face finally froze.
Because, in that moment,
All eyes in the room
Held only one unspoken thought: they wanted Morotian to prove himself.
Morotian couldn't understand why this Rocky McCarthy was so adept at using Wilfordism, with every sentence being a potential trap, framing him step by step until he was locked in, forcing him to prove himself!
True masters were always the ones directing their opponents.
Even the Great Sage Isis looked at Morotian with displeasure in her eyes.
"This is absurd. I have no obligation to tolerate your insults."
With a cold expression, Duke Morotian rose to his feet, preparing to leave Franklin Hall.
He knew that today was his downfall.
The collapse had begun the moment Askesan fell.
But unlike Askesan, Morotian, who was in the shadows, had absolute initiative.
Neither Rocky nor Sigrid could convict him!
As long as he put up a plausible front, no one had the right to stop him. In the Protoss Empire, whether he stayed or left was entirely up to him.
As Morotian was about to leave, Sigrid glanced at Lanchi, her eyes asking if they would just let him go.
Lanchi spread his hands slightly.
Today, they had already reached their limit by breaking up the compromise. After all, they truly had no substantive evidence to arrest Duke Morotian.
However, he always believed in a principle.
When one gains the way, many will help; when one loses the way, few will aid.
"..."
Beside the monarch's seat in the Congress Hall, Great Sage Isis hesitated.
Her intuition told her that letting Duke Morotian go might not be the right choice.
But out of principle, she couldn't break the rules.
Duke Morotian stood at the door of the Congress Hall, and no one dared to stop him. He placed his hand on the door, slowly pushing it open, and glanced at Rocky McCarthy and Sigrid. His eyes were cold and full of hidden meaning—a warning and a new declaration of war.
This was just the end of the first round.
The real game had just begun.
At that moment, the door of the Congress Hall was flung open, as if someone outside had pulled it open in tandem with Morotian.
Standing outside was a group of people wearing special imperial military officer uniforms. They were not ordinary imperial soldiers but magic special forces officers.
The leader, a high-ranking imperial military officer with the rank of Major General, blocked Duke Morotian's path. His martial aura was that of a seventh-level expert.
His appearance immediately caught everyone's attention.
"What's the meaning of this, Major General Carol?"
Duke Morotian fixed his eyes on the officer and asked, but the officer raised his hand to stop him from proceeding.
The military officer did not respond to Duke Morotian's question. Instead, he took some documents from his subordinate, his expression solemn as he looked into the Congress Hall.
"Duke Morotian, we have received a real-name testimony from Associate Professor Cid Allen Dale, along with a lot of material. These materials were left with Professor Cid by Duchess Chrlois before she was put under house arrest. These shocking materials prove that Duchess Chrlois once impersonated and replaced you during a certain period. They also confirm that you disappeared for an unknown reason during a very suspicious period and only reappeared recently. You are suspected of treason. Please cooperate with our investigation."
Major General Carol's voice was loud and clear.
He announced that, based on this evidence, the military would officially arrest Duke Morotian.
Additionally, in conjunction with the new clues provided by the Bastion Branch, Duke Morotian was highly suspected of being involved in the disappearance of Major General Fan Leiku and the border tragedy in the north.
The atmosphere in the Congress Hall instantly reached a boiling point.
The nobles and ministers were shocked by this sudden turn of events and felt the dramatic shift in the hall's atmosphere.
"Great Sage, may I ask for your assistance in controlling Duke Morotian?"
Seeing that Duke Morotian didn't move, the officer turned to the Great Sage Isis and asked.
Finally.
Isis no longer sat lazily in her chair.
"Morotian, what do you have to say?"
She got up from the high-backed chair, barefooted, and her magical aura surged. The floor and walls of the Congress Hall lit up with a brilliant light.
This was the protective barrier cast by the Great Sage, and she was ready to take action against Duke Morotian.
She hoped that Morotian was innocent.
But if he truly had a problem, then no matter how disappointed she felt, she would have to accept this fact.
"..."
On that morning, thick clouds drifted across the sky over Helrom, and the light and shadows on the dome made Duke Morotian's expression alternately bright and dark.
He paused in his tracks, as if about to move forward, and looked at the officer, wanting to say something. But in the end, he made no sound.
At that moment, the power structure of the Protoss Empire seemed to have undergone a earth-shattering change.
"Cid... Allen Dale... I underestimated you..."
Duke Morotian lowered his head, his lips moving slightly as he whispered softly.
At an angle that no one could see, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a meaningful smile. His voice was low and full of provocation.
"I want to leave. Can you stop me?"
As Morotian turned back, the bright lights in the Congress Hall dimmed, and the golden decorations in the hall turned into a deep purple, as if the colors of the world had completely reversed. The soul-shocking feeling made everything in everyone's vision turn into a weird deep purple! The terrifying magical pressure emanating from Morotian at that moment made the powerful nobles in the hall feel a sense of suffocation and desperate terror.
(End of Chapter)
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