Chapter 738 - 330: Bing in Chaos

Chapter 738: Chapter 330: Bing in Chaos

Inside the carriage, Estella’s face was already bloodless, her body slightly trembling, her hands and feet cold, but covered by the leather casing, no change could be seen. Celestia merely assumed the Princess had fallen asleep; she was still pondering how to make a big move tomorrow, determined not to be underestimated.

Keli snuggled in Estella’s arms, vigilantly watching everything around her. Suddenly, she raised her head, and the Sun Golden Feathered Eagle landed on the carriage, its golden light enveloping the entire vehicle, providing an extraordinarily comfortable warmth, like a warm stream protecting her.

Feeling something was amiss, Celestia leaned out of the carriage and saw it was Chris, she smiled, "If you had this ability, you should have used it earlier, I was freezing."

Chris proudly raised her head, too lazy to pay attention to her.

Sitting back inside the carriage, Celestia smiled, not disturbing Estella who was resting beside her. The Princess was still resting, but under the protection of the golden light, she seemed more comfortable, and her expression had softened considerably, having fallen asleep.

Celestia wasn’t a fool. The moment the Princess arrived in Dragon Capital to live opposite Li Xin, surely something was up. It’s not her place to inquire or explore; maintaining the duty of a subordinate and playing dumb is a necessary skill.

Meanwhile, chaos broke out in the North District. Chen Rutang, who was giving a speech, encountered an assassination attempt. Over ten assassins concealed in the crowd launched attacks on Chen Rutang. At the same time as Hex bullets poured down, shadow assassins also struck. Thankfully, Grandmaster Philson from the Celestial Principle School had disguised himself as a staff member and promptly protected Chen Rutang, plunging the scene into a state of chaos.

Dragon Capital again fell into turmoil, with the City Guard, Knight Order, and Night Patrol fully mobilized. In a single day, two major incidents shook the power structure of Dragon Capital, marking a sleepless night.

Yet at Ye Shidao’s residence.

Although Ye Shidao received the news immediately, he simply didn’t believe it, not thinking that a Puppet Angel would die so easily, especially in Dragon Capital, until he received a report from his shadow spies.

"Does Song of Hell have some plan?" Ye Shidao furrowed his brows, at such a sensitive phase, the sudden death of a major figure was no cause for joy. The crucial issue was who could, under such extensive Hidden Power surveillance, swiftly and deftly slay a Puppet Angel.

"Sect Hierarch, from the current intelligence gathered he truly is dead," a disciple cloaked entirely in black said, "The assassins used some unknown barrier to seal the Golden Maple building, and the attack was initiated from the air, involving at least one peak World Angel and one peak Battle Angel."

"Who was he meeting at the Golden Maple building?" Ye Shidao asked.

"The Moncalleta delegation, led by Celestia, the foremost daughter of the George Family. This visit to Dragon Capital aims to take over the former smuggling activities of the Zheng Family and the Royal Family."

Ye Shidao’s brows tightly knit, ... Did people from Hedan get involved?

Though Hedan had a grudge with Song of Hell, involving Dragon Capital’s Slave Master seemed a stretch, mainly due to insufficient motive. Such actions offered no benefit to them, clearly pointing to deliberate provocation aimed at diverting attention.

"Did Church Court folks go there?"

"Law Enforcement Court members have already gone, along with members from various major families in Dragon Capital."

"Report back immediately if there’s news." Ye Shidao nodded.

"Yes, Sect Hierarch." The shadow spy retreated into the shadows and vanished.

Ye Shidao didn’t care about Ji Sheng’s death or survival; death would be better, but not now. At this phase, Ji Sheng’s sudden death would leave Song of Hell lacking a crucial link, affecting the Royal Family’s influence. Could it impact his subsequent plans?

Ji Sheng was not merely the Royal Family’s chief steward; his influence actually matched that of the Princess, and indeed many of the Princess’s powers required Ji Sheng for execution.

Who in Dragon Capital could assassinate a Puppet Angel with such precision?

Definitely not Hedan; considering both motive and power, they were wholly inadequate, clearly being exploited by someone with a purpose.

There seemed to be only one answer.

That person always made him very, very wary, also the reason for his continued cautiousness despite years of governance. To understand the thoughts of such an entity living for hundreds of years is beyond him.

Moon God Pope—Saint Evaris.

... Could He have detected something?

It seems his plans should accelerate; Chen Rutang’s assassination presents an opportunity, regardless of the outcome it provides an excuse to declare an emergency state, impose a curfew, halt the election, and investigate the perpetrator.

With this upheaval, selecting a new Governor won’t happen in time.

Porter Manor.

The most famous place in Dragon Capital wasn’t the Council, nor the Grand Governor’s residence, nor the Royal Family, but Porter Manor, a place prominent in Dragon Capital for the last few hundred years. However, at this moment, Porter Manor was brightly lit, feeling the threat.

Duke Porter gathered all the core family members; at the long table, some were silent, some indifferent, and some were even yawning. Nalan Bote and Feili stood beside Duke Porter.

Thump, thump, thump!

Duke Porter’s cane slammed heavily on the table, his gaze sweeping over all family members, "Speak, whose foolish actions were these today!"

The entire conference hall fell silent, everyone remained speechless.

"Grandfather, we were preparing for action but hadn’t yet moved, today’s actions weren’t done by our people," Nalan said.

Duke Porter of course knew, casting a stern look at several impatient family members, who swiftly denied any action.

"Family Head, this matter is crucial, we surely wouldn’t dare act recklessly. Could it be the Nalan Family?"

"Indeed, I heard the Nalan Family is also preparing; they’re more anxious and couldn’t hold back."

For a moment the conference room descended into noisy commotion and blame-shifting, while Duke Porter quietly watched them, he wasn’t here to discuss; fewer people make for better major decisions.

Thump, thump, thump.

"From now on, all of you must be cautious with words and actions. Do not accept interviews from any newspapers, nor attempt any explanations or retaliatory actions. Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from the family immediately!" Duke Porter coldly said.

"Family Head, who framed us? If it were us acting, it wouldn’t be so crude!"

"Certainly Chen Rutang, that old silver coin, staged it by himself to frame us!"

"Very likely, so that those fools would definitely one-sidedly support him!"

"How to reverse this, should we stage something too?"

...

"Is it possible it’s Ye Shidao?" Nalan sort of suggested suddenly.

The conference room suddenly quieted down, falling into silence. During this period, the rivalry between the liberal and righteous factions had been fierce, attacking each other, leaving their brains scrambled, having overlooked an extremely important figure, which was Ye Shidao, the Grand Governor who always stayed firmly in control.

Who benefits the most from this incident?

Undoubtedly, it is Ye Shidao.

Then someone walked in and whispered a few words beside Duke Porter.

Duke Porter’s face turned cold, "Ye Shidao just declared a citywide curfew, Dragon Capital enters an emergency state, tomorrow morning the Council will deliberate to halt the elections."