Chapter 91: Who in This Court Dares to Issue a Warrant for This Official?
Today was a particularly lively day for Belobog in recent times.
From morning to noon, the subversive performance of the off-worlders shook the entire music scene of the Jarilo-VI civilization, leaving behind a myth that would be passed down in music history.
From afternoon to near evening, the few rising stars of Belobog's music scene suddenly became terrorists who had attempted to assassinate the Supreme Guardian and incite a rebellion.
The explosive news spread rapidly throughout Belobog, creating a monstrous wave in the hearts of the residents.
"I knew those outsiders were no good!"
"How dare they assassinate the noble and great Supreme Guardian!"
The indignant residents discussed heatedly, but many were able to remain calm amidst the storm, especially those who had watched the Crychic performance in the morning.
Based on the mental state displayed by the bassist and drummer during the performance, it was hard for anyone to imagine those two gray-haired individuals as terrorists. Those who had watched the performance were skeptical of the news.
The city-wide lockdown continued until nightfall.
A Silvermane Guard walked hastily into the administrative department and stood at attention to report:
"Report, Lady Bronya, the carpet search of the designated area is complete. No trace of the assassins was found."
"I understand."
Sitting in the commander's seat, Bronya's face was grave. She nodded solemnly and asked the garrison officer sitting to her side, "Ge... cough, Gepard, what do you think?"
Her unique, milky voice, altered by the magical bow tie voice changer, became the slightly sharp and clear voice of Liyue's Yuheng.
"If they can't be found in these areas, I think..."
Gepard's face was stern, his ice-blue eyes filled with incredibly complex emotions.
He was the one who had brought the off-world guests back to Belobog. If something happened to the Supreme Guardian, he felt he could not escape blame. But, why?
Gepard often went to the mechanical house to see his sister. These past few days, every time he went, he saw his sister rehearsing and playing with the guests, talking and laughing, the atmosphere harmonious and joyful. He had also received a phone from his sister, a gift from Caelus, she said, which allowed him to communicate with Lynx from a distance. Because of this, Gepard had even made a special trip to thank Caelus personally.
Everyone was so easy to get along with. How could they be assassins?
Gepard was unwilling to believe it, but his long-held military discipline made him absolutely affirm the Supreme Guardian's orders.
His heart in turmoil, Gepard finally gave his speculation: "They have likely entered the Fragmentum in the city's restricted zone."
If they couldn't be found in the city, this was undoubtedly the most reasonable and likely outcome. Gepard did not fail in his duty as a garrison officer, but this speculation also expressed another layer of meaning.
"Mm, I think so too." Bronya glanced at Gepard, thinking to herself that her phone gift hadn't been in vain.
"The Fragmentum is fraught with danger. For just a few people to enter it is tantamount to suicide. If we continue to pursue them into the Fragmentum, the risk to the guards would be too great."
With that, Bronya stood up, bringing the meeting about the pursuit of the assassins to a close. She looked at Gepard and the many guards behind him:
"Gepard, assemble the teams. Strengthen the military presence and patrols in the restricted zone. If any clues about the assassins are found, report and apprehend them immediately."
Her voice was altered by the voice changer, and her expressions and movements were aided by the mask's ability. There was no Masked Fool in this world who couldn't act.
"Yes!"
The soldiers responded loudly.
"Do we need to issue a wanted order?"
At this moment, Pela, sitting at the side, put down her pen and pushed up her glasses, hiding the equally complex look in her eyes.
Neither she nor Gepard would 'betray the country' for the small favor of a phone. Rather, they genuinely felt from the bottom of their hearts that those friends were not bad people.
Meeting Pela's eyes, Bronya's brow twitched slightly, then she nodded and looked at the clerical staff.
"Mm, bring paper and pen. The three of us are more familiar with the suspects. We will draw the portraits of the assassins."
"Yes," Pela and Gepard replied in acknowledgment.
After the clerical staff brought the paper and pens, the three exchanged a brief glance. Pela was the first to pick up a pen.
She hesitated for a few seconds, then put it down and began to draw a portrait.
"As expected of Pela." Watching the dark blue-haired girl appear with the movement of the brush, Bronya couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
As the intelligence officer of the Silvermane Guards, Pela had drawn dozens, if not hundreds, of portraits. Her drawing skills, tested by practice, could be described as absolutely beautiful.
[What do you think?]
Bronya asked in her mind.
Little Duckling: [.....]
The girl in the painting was smiling like a flower, her huge, sparkly anime eyes truly like the azure sea, full of affection.
But, was that 90s shoujo warrior art style for real?
[Seele might like it, perhaps.]
Little Duckling felt that it was difficult for her to describe this wanted poster as 'alike' or 'not alike'. They weren't even in the same dimension.
Next, Gepard began to draw. His drawing style could be described in four words: wild and unrestrained! It had the aesthetic of an original superhero comic.
"I can't lose either!"
Bronya picked up a pen and displayed her divine artistic skills.
The figure she drew had gray-white fur, its gender indistinguishable. The randomly scribbled eyes, however, revealed a detached sense of lifelessness. Added to that was a structure that seemed to be a hand connected to a large stick that seemed to be a baseball bat.
It was self-evident who the person in the picture was.
After drawing Stelle's wanted poster, Bronya didn't stop. She couldn't leave Caelus's wanted poster to Pela and Gepard. She just drew it 'casually'.
"So cute..."
Pela saw a Q-version of Caelus. His adorable posture and cute art style were enough to capture the eyes of any woman. After the first impression slipped out, Pela realized her slip of the tongue and quickly coughed a few times to cover it up. "What I mean is, Miss Bronya's portrait is so lifelike!"
"It's only about seventy percent similar, at best," Bronya shook her head.
While she was drawing Caelus, Pela and Gepard had drawn March 7th's wanted poster.
The wild brushstrokes combined with bold colors outlined the figure in the painting vividly, and the joyous emotion conveyed by the whole painting was a 100% faithful reproduction.
"Copy these wanted posters and post them in the city."
Bronya picked up a few portraits... or rather, wanted posters, and handed them to the clerical staff.
"Commander, this wanted poster..." The clerical staff member seemed to be shocked by the wanted poster that was as narrow as Pela's hat brim, hesitating whether to say something.
"Is there a problem?" Bronya's expression was solemn, the aura of the Guardian's heir emanating from her.
"No, nothing. This wanted poster is very good, so lifelike."
A drop of cold sweat trickled down the clerical staff's forehead. His hesitant expression instantly became solemn, and he nodded repeatedly, immediately turning to get to work.
Pela and Gepard left one after another.
[Question, what is Silver Wing's mission?]
In the room where only Bronya remained, an inorganic, milky voice sounded in her mind.
"It's simple. My current identity is the heir to the ruler. What I need to do is take over the power from my mother—Cocolia—and become the next Supreme Guardian."
[...]
Hearing the familiar name, even Little Duckling couldn't help but feel a strange sense of oddity.
During this time, through communication with Silver Wing, Little Duckling had roughly understood the situation in Belobog. What made her feel the most peculiar was that there was actually a 'parallel world version of herself'.
She had just sent Mother Cocolia to prison in another world, and now she was doing it again in this world?
This time it was the real deal, a magnificent rebellion against her mother-king~!
What kind of grudge is this?
[How should Bronya help you? Kill this world's Mother Cocolia?]
Hearing that serious suggestion, a strange look flashed across Secondary Wings' face.
Good grief. You were so conflicted and hesitant when I mentioned taking down the Honkai Impact 3rd Cocolia. But in a different world, you immediately switch to the Silver Wolf of the Urals' work mode, huh? Since it's not your own mom, kill her if you have to!
"Unfortunately, just as I have to consider your feelings, I have to consider the feelings of this planet's Bronya."
"Secondly, 'my Mother' is not the same as 'my Mother Cocolia'. Even on the premise of being completely unguarded, a zero-distance sneak attack might not necessarily kill her."
Cocolia had the protection of the Stellaron.
[Situation understood. Brute force is prohibited.]
"That's right. I'm a technical player."
Recalling Bronya's memories, Secondary Wings snapped her fingers. "Bronya, how are you at simulation management games?"
[Gold-tier equipment Bronya never loses.]
As the commander-in-chief of the Silvermane Guards, Bronya's control over them was second only to the Supreme Guardian's. In the hearts of many young guards, Commander Bronya's status could even surpass Cocolia's, who constantly sent guards to their deaths in the Fragmentum.
The next step was to start with these guards, expand her actual influence and power as the heir, and finally...
Mother, it's time to abdicate!
In addition, Bronya summoned another clerical staff member and gave her the images of the evil-warding god and the Tara mask, which she had traced from the system icons, to be copied and posted. With her current identity, using the Silvermane Guards to search for these two items was no longer an uncontrollable risk.
...
On the other side.
"Brother, sister, grandpa, grandma, this is one of the main arteries of my secret business channels. You must keep it a secret for me!"
Sampo forced a smile.
"Just talk nicely. As long as you lead us to the treasure chest, anything can be discussed."
Caelus's smile was exceptionally kind.
"That's right, that's right~!" Stelle echoed her husband.
"Treasure chest? What treasure chest is there here?"
"You know."
Caelus looked at Sampo meaningfully, and the latter gave a smile that was on the verge of tears.
"What's the situation in the Underworld?"
Seeing that the topic was about to be sidetracked, Dan Heng spoke up in time to ask.
"Life in the Underworld is not easy! All kinds of daily necessities are extremely scarce. If not for the material exchange with the Overworld, who knows how many people would have died."
Sampo's smile faded, and he sighed.
"Thanks to 'Wildfire' for maintaining order. Those people are efficient, and they have a strong sense of contract, never late with my payment."
"Wildfire?"
Both Dan Heng and Caelus raised their eyebrows. This was intelligence they couldn't gather in the Overworld.
Sampo immediately explained, "After the guards evacuated from underground, a group of pragmatists spontaneously organized to maintain order. They're made up of the common people. Don't underestimate these guys. As they say, the real masters are among the people."
The strong Stelle carried Bronya on her back as the group walked through the secret passage, asking Sampo all sorts of questions about the Underworld along the way.
The Underworld had existed for hundreds of years. After years of development, the entire area beneath Belobog had been hollowed out into a huge living space.
After passing through another dark and deep mine tunnel, the view suddenly opened up for everyone. The surroundings were no longer narrow passages, but a small space comparable to a world of its own.
"We're here, everyone. This is Boulder Town."
Sampo clapped his hands and made a welcoming gesture.
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