eurekapd Chapter 229 Robert and Evan's Scheme
Chapter 229 Robert and Evan's Scheme
Chapter 229 Robert and Evan's Scheme
Robert frowned. Evan had brought a lot of information, and he understood why Evan was bringing this up—it was a reminder that the operation needed to be carried out as soon as possible.
He had to agree to the marriage proposal from George III as quickly as possible and gain George III's trust as soon as possible.
He received an invitation from George III to join his inner circle.
Only in this way can they obtain more intelligence and gain a favorable position in the surging tide of the times.
"Understood. I'll discuss this with Amanda after I return to Backlund tomorrow. Hopefully, it won't cause any unnecessary trouble!"
Unlike Robert, Evan shrugged and said:
"As long as you explain clearly, I don't think there will be any problems. After all, it's not like we're getting married right away. We can just find an excuse to postpone the wedding for a few years. In the end, no matter what, the matter of George III will be resolved."
Robert, you must have faith that we can stop George III from becoming the "Black Emperor".
George III, unable to become the "Black Emperor," faced only death. At that point, regardless of whether the Augustan family still existed, the value of the woman he was betrothed to would diminish; after all, a marriage contract was just a piece of paper that could be torn up at will.
Robert listened to Evan's unusually cold and ruthless words, but simply shook his head. He had received the most traditional aristocratic education.
He still felt uneasy about casually abandoning his fiancée, with whom he had been engaged.
This is also the difference between arbitrators with extraordinary pathways and hunters with extraordinary pathways.
Extraordinary individuals who follow the arbitrator path are extremely sensitive to anything related to "contracts" and have an involuntary urge to follow and restrict others, as well as themselves.
The extraordinary individuals on the Hunter Path are indifferent to any rules or "contracts," making full use of what is beneficial to them and directly discarding what is not, with little moral burden.
"By the way, Mr. Hope should have been in the Fusak Empire for two days now. Has he sent a telegram to report on the progress of the operation?"
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Mr. Hope left Backlund two days ago and secretly went to Saint Milon to identify Andrei Petrov, a high-ranking intelligence officer of the Fussac Empire, to gather intelligence on the Einhorn family, and also to see if he could plant some spies belonging exclusively to the Horn family.
Everywhere there are winners and losers. In the Fusak Empire, the reason why those who are unsuccessful are often because they have lost the trust of the Einhorn royal family.
Meanwhile, those who were pleased with themselves surrounding the Einhorn royal family were like wild beasts, keeping a close watch on the "disappointed" who wanted to make a comeback, and sparing no effort to suppress them.
Therefore, in the Fusak Empire, once someone loses in the arena of power, there is almost no chance of recovery.
Over the years, this has festered into a powerful force of hatred, a force that seeks to overturn the world. This is MI9's important mission against the Fussac Empire, and also a force that Robert can utilize.
If it were a matter of betraying the Fussac Empire and the Einhorn royal family, these people might have hesitated in their hearts and felt a great burden.
But when they are told that an Einhorn branch exists, their actions are simply seen as infighting.
Rather than treason, that reason alone is enough for many to make their choice.
This is why the Horn family was the Augustus family's trump card against the Fussac Empire.
Now Robert and Evan are going to play the cards that should have been played by the Augustus family themselves ahead of time.
Robert and Evan even had another ulterior motive: to leak the fact that the Horn family had already taken action against the Fursac Empire to Einhorn, and to tell the Einhorn family that Augustus had torn up the agreement and was going to formally confront the Fursac Empire.
It's easy to imagine how the Fussac Empire will react then.
Seeing that Robert remained silent, Evan knew that he had already tacitly agreed with what he said, so he didn't say anything more.
At this moment, Butler Buck came to the dining room and respectfully said to Robert:
"Viscount Mason and his wife have come to pay a visit, Your Excellency!"
Robert had just finished breakfast, taken a sip of coffee, and then said to Evan:
"We don't have much time. We're going back to Backlund tomorrow afternoon. I have to meet a lot of people today. You shouldn't be idle either. Last time we acquired a lot of factories and farms, so you can go and take a look for me!"
And don't forget your fiefdom, the town of Ramd! This is your first return to Tingen since being granted the fiefdom, so make sure to hand it over properly.
At the very least, let the people of your fiefdom know that you are their lord.
"I understand, I will go and inspect it, don't worry."
After breakfast, Evan, accompanied by an assistant sent by Butler Buck, inspected the factories, schools, banks, shops, and farms that the Earl of Akhova's estate had acquired during the Tingen storm.
After inspecting these things, Evan truly understood why the Earl of Akhova's House held a superior position in Tingen. Thirteen percent of the shops, seventeen percent of the land, twenty-one percent of the factories, and thirty-one percent of the bank shares in Tingen all belonged to the Earl of Akhova's House, not including assets in other cities in Akhova County.
One-third of these assets were plundered by them during the Tingen storm, turning countless independent farmers into tenant farmers and countless workers into slaves in their household.
The Earl of Ahova's mansion was like an indescribable tentacle monster, expanding and multiplying wantonly, turning everything into a part of itself.
This also gives Evan more confidence in his future overthrow of the Fussac Empire.
After inspecting Count Ahova's assets, Evan went to inspect his own territory. With the introduction of the town mayor, Evan met with the town's administrative officials, village chiefs, and elders, and received their homage.
Then, Evan announced to the townspeople who had rushed over upon hearing the news that there would be no taxation for the next three years. This surprised and delighted all the residents of Ramd Town, who sang and danced excitedly, expressing their deepest gratitude to Evan and naturally accepting their transformation from free citizens of the kingdom to citizens of Viscount Ramd.
That evening, the people of Ramade held a grand bonfire party to welcome Evan as the de facto owner of Ramade.
It wasn't until late at night that Evan's carriage returned to Tingen. Back at the villa, the butler, Buck, told Evan that Robert had already gone to bed, so Evan didn't say goodnight to him and went back to his room.
But not long after Evan fell asleep, he suddenly sensed something spiritually, opened his eyes, walked to the French windows, and drew back the curtains. He saw the outline of a crescent moon hanging in the sky quickly become full, and the thin mist and dark clouds that had been obscuring the moon quickly dispersed, revealing the moonlight as red as blood.
Evan clearly felt the growth of his spirituality and sensed the strength of the yin energy.
"Tonight, there will likely be many more extraordinary ghost stories reported in various places."
Since arriving in this world, Evan has been very interested in the Blood Moon, because according to the deciphered contents of "Lord of Mysteries," the Blood Moon may be related to the deepest secrets of the entire world.
Russell's abnormal behavior was related to it, Mr. Men was related to it, and many major historical events were deeply connected to it.
According to records, the frequency of blood moons has been increasing, from once every ten years or so at the beginning of the Fifth Era to once every few weeks now. Considering the series of recent events, Evan became increasingly curious about blood moons.
"I wonder how Fors is doing. I heard from Audrey last week that she has been given the honorific name of Mr. Fool."
Hopefully, she won't get into trouble this time. Judging from the original work, she's not a rigid fanatic, so the Tarot Club should at least be able to welcome a new member next time, right?
Evan, somewhat uncertain, wanted to see how Fors was doing.
Inside an apartment in the Jowood district of Tingen.
Having just attended a writers' salon, Fors didn't even take off her clothes. She just casually threw off her shoes and sprawled out on the sofa, completely unladylike, causing Hugh Deercha, who had already left work early and was at home eating an apple, to frown.
Just as Hugh Deercha was about to say something, Fors suddenly sprang around, clutching her head with both hands.
It let out a beast-like scream of pain, its body twisting and contorting as it struggled and fell to the ground, its elbow hitting the glass of the coffee table.
The tea was shattered, and shards of glass pierced into the flesh.
Hugh Deercha stared in astonishment at his friend, who had been perfectly fine just moments before, now frantically pulling at his hair on the floor. He turned sharply to look out the window and saw the blood-red moonlight shining through it onto the desk.
"The night of the full moon!"
"Hugh, kill me now! I can't make it this time! Kill me now!"
Fors grabbed Hugh Deercha's arm and screamed wildly, "Kill her!"
Hugh Deercha also noticed that Fors's condition was different this time. The blood moon had only just begun, but Fors was already unable to bear it. Her hair grew wildly, almost instantly covering the entire living room. Her fingernails became like daggers, scratching deep marks on the floor. Her eyes were bleeding, making her look like a legendary monster.
Hugh Deercha, with tears in his eyes, hesitated to act, instead repeatedly using his newly promoted title of "Interrogator" to...
His greatly enhanced 'majesty' kept 'commanding' Fors to calm down.
Normally, even a strong individual of the same sequence would be unable to resist Hugh Deercha's "command" in such a situation, but it was ineffective against Fors, who was only a Sequence 8, and could not alleviate her pain.
Fors painfully broke free from Hugh Deercha's embrace, throwing him aside and knocking over the desk full of books.
Just as Hugh Deercha was about to get up and continue to hold Fors, he suddenly saw the "History of the Nobles of the Kingdom of Loen" in front of him.
These were books she had borrowed from Viscount Greenchett's study, containing some Roselle text with corresponding Rune text below.
Previously, Hugh Deercha and Fors believed that Viscount Greenchett's ancestor had deciphered part of the Roselle script.
So I didn't pay any attention to it, and just put it back in the book, intending to pretend I didn't know anything about it and return it later.
But now it might be a glimmer of hope, because the note tucked inside the book is the name of a mysterious being.
In the extraordinary world, almost everyone knows that reciting the full name of a hidden being often means attracting their attention.
The consequences of such scrutiny are often dire, even tragic, because many hidden entities are likely incarnations of evil gods.
Seeing Fors on the verge of losing control, and seeing the "History of the Nobles of the Kingdom of Loen" lying on the ground, Hugh Deercha gritted his teeth, rushed forward, and hugged Fors tightly, saying:
"Fors, Fors, just bear with it a little longer, listen, do you remember the name we saw that had the title 'Fool' on it?"
Now that your god of steam and machinery has not answered your request, fight fire with fire! Use this evil god against the words you have heard! Do not hesitate any longer!
Having barely managed to listen to Hugh Deercha's words, Forl thought of this matter as if grasping at a straw. Despite the physical pain, he struggled and recited in a nearly distorted voice with all his might:
"A fool who does not belong to this era."
"The gray mist, the god above, the mysterious ruler."
"Your Majesty, Lord of Fortune, King of Yellow and Black, save me, please save me—"
Klein, who was just thinking about his rented house in Backlund and preparing to pack his clothes, suddenly realized that a blood moon had occurred and was looking at the blood moon outside the window.
Just as he was about to ignore it and continue with his actions, he suddenly heard echoing, illusory prayers.
Who is it? Klein listened intently and confirmed that it was a woman praying, her voice broken and filled with great pain.
Could it be Miss Justice?
Thinking of this possibility, Klein became anxious. He quickly put down what he was holding, and without even taking off his shoes, he took four steps backward, lay down on the bed, and entered the gray mist, entering the majestic palace.
Sitting on the bronze chair, I noticed that there were no illusory stars expanding and contracting, only a bright halo constantly radiating outwards.
"Are the requests from non-Tarot Club members members the kind of members Miss Justice wants to recruit?"
Klein had noticed before that Miss Justice really wanted to recruit new members for the Tarot Club, but he didn't expect her to act so quickly.
Klein thoughtfully reached out and touched the rippling halo of light, and saw an unusually messy room with books scattered everywhere. A short woman was constantly controlling a tall woman who was almost out of control.
The woman who was being held captive made intermittent cries for help.
Through the gray fog, Klein seemed to hear a faint, harmless whisper.
"Was this woman's near-out-of-control behavior caused by this phrase?"
Klein had no time to think. He had already realized that the person praying was about to lose control, so he stopped investigating and chose to trust the recommendation of the kind "Justice" lady. He once again released a shimmering halo, letting his spirituality flow outward to establish a strong mystical connection between the two. Then he pulled Fors's astral body into the gray fog. In Hugh Deercha's eyes, Fors suddenly calmed down, the strange changes on her body stopped abruptly, and she even showed signs of regressing. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, he put Fors on the ground, took a few steps back, and looked at her warily.