575.Chapter 575
Suddenly, Jefferson had a thought. He immediately gave a signal to one of his subordinates in the crowd, indicating for him to head up to the city tower.
The woman who had foiled his plan was definitely the rumored Holy Lady of Walden.
Once he captured her, Jefferson could use her as leverage to threaten Nolan.
As the subordinate understood the signal and quickly withdrew from the crowd, heading towards the city tower, the people surrounding the governor’s carriage began to grow anxious.
“Governor, why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Yeah, what exactly happened? Did they really save the people during the great chaos?”
“I once heard that the enemies on the border tried to invade. Was it Black Flag Army who fought those battles?”
“Sir, is that true?”
“If so, then Black Flag Army must have protected the people, they are indeed brave soldiers.”
“What about the Prince Regent?”
“Did the Prince Regent personally lead the charge?”
“So… so what’s the truth? Who’s right and who’s wrong?”
The people were in chaos, unable to make sense of the situation.
But this confusion was the first step toward clarity.
They had been misled and brainwashed by Jefferson for years, but even so, they were not completely incapable of discernment.
They wanted to know who was right, who was wrong, because deep down, they didn’t want to aid the oppressors and didn‘ t want to betray the ones who had truly cared for them.
Eliza knew this, which is why she had taken on the task of comforting the people.
She could do this–she was the only one who could do it easily.
Eliza said, “Stop overthinking. Today’s events have nothing to do with the people. As long as you don’t act rashly, the Prince Regent and Black Flag Army won’t harm anyone. You’re worried about Jefferson because you think a good man, a benevolent official who loves his people, right?
“If you believe his actions have been righteous, then why should he fear? Why not surrender, allow the Prince Regent to investigate and clear his name, and give the people the truth?”
The last part of her speech was directed at Jefferson, but it was truly meant for the ears of the people.
The crowd thought, “Yes, if that’s the case, then let’s investigate. Let’s get to the bottom of it.”
They believed Jefferson was innocent.
Jefferson murmured, “What a sharp tongue.”
Inside, Jefferson was in turmoil.
“Why aren’t the people I sent up there back yet? Hurry! Catch that woman. If she keeps speaking, these citizens will really be swayed by her.”
Just as he was thinking this, two hands suddenly appeared behind Eliza on the city tower, grabbing her feet and yanking
her down.
There was a gasp from the city tower.
Jefferson instantly felt a surge of joy, and he turned to look at Nolan.
He expected to see Nolan’s anxious expression, rushing to save her. Instead, he turned and was met by a flash of cold light.
A cold blade pressed against his neck.
“Don’t move,” Nolan’s voice was icy. “I’m not in a good mood. If you move again, don’t blame me if my knife doesn’t miss.”
At that moment, the threat of death made Jefferson’s skin crawl.
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Jefferson asked, “Your Highness, aren’t you worried about the Holy Lady of Walden? Won’t she be in danger?”
Jefferson didn’t dare to move.
But that didn’t stop him from trying to influence Nolan with his words.
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575.Chapter 575
Nolan’s knife made a shallow cut across his neck.
Nolan said, “You can have your people try, to see if they’re faster or if my knife is quicker.”
Jefferson didn’t dare to gamble.
Nolan, however, was confident that Serenity would be fine.
And it turned out Eliza was indeed fine.
Because after Nolan had caught Jefferson, the noise on the city tower quickly quieted down.
The entire situation shifted suddenly, and now Jefferson had been captured.
The people were in a state of panic, unsure whether they should rush forward to protect Jefferson.
“Mr. Malone…”
“What should we do? Should we save him or not?”
“Is Black Flag Army good or bad?”
“If Mr. Malone is bad, what will we do? What will happen to us?”
“Why do we have so much misfortune?”
“Is this a punishment from the heavens?”
“Do we have to die before the gods will stop punishing us?”
As the crowd’s agitation spread quickly through the masses, Eliza’s familiar, ethereal voice suddenly rang out again from the city tower.
“Bow your heads and honor the gods. The disasters rage, the earth mourns, the people have suffered for too long. Natural disasters strike frequently, and human error causes chaos. The people live in misery, their bodies left to rot.
“Today, I humbly pray to the gods, asking for their mercy to end this suffering. May the sun shine upon us, alleviating the chill, and may our lands return to peace, ensuring the people are fed and live prosperous, peaceful lives, year after year, for centuries to come.”
Her graceful yet sincere voice seemed like the descent of a divine being. It echoed throughout the gates of Centrina City and into the ears of every citizen below.
The people gazed up at the slender figure on the tower. Despite the heavy snow falling, her red and d robes shone like the sun, breaking through the white expanse.
The sight made Jefferson, who had been captured, shudder involuntarily.
“Is it really the Holy Lady? But… isn’t Holy Lady just a title, not real?”
“Holy Lady…”
“Did she say she’s the Holy Lady?”
“Which Holy Lady is she?”
“Is she the Holy Lady from the heavens?”
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