Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 301 [The Rise and Fall of the Tide]

The sound of wind breaking seemed to echo in everyone's ears.

There was a moment when I lost my voice.

Then they heard Joseph on the stage shout, "Brother!"

It was so heartbreaking.

Jonas just collapsed into his arms.

Was it a shooting?!

But what kind of gun is it?

Where did the gun come from?

I didn't see anyone at all.

Michelle was already shouting to protect His Highness.

However, the sound of wind breaking through the air rose again.

Two sounds, extremely swift, rapid.

Michelle only had time to stand in front of Havenius and extend her arm.

The next moment, blood burst from one of his arms, and it looked as if the entire arm had been broken off.

As for the other bullet, it finally came to a stop and was caught in the hand of a cold-looking man who appeared out of nowhere.

It was at this time that people finally found the source of the bullet: a tall building in the far distance.

There, a person dressed entirely in black, seemingly wearing a black mask, stood up, opened his arms before everyone's eyes, and then, like a black bird, landed.

Johnny Blackbird!

It's Johnny Blackbird again!

Too embarrassing!

They actually dared to attempt an assassination today.

So, is what Joseph said true?

Is he really innocent?

So, Johnny Blackbird is coming to kill him?
The scene was in utter chaos.

With one arm completely useless, Michelle, pale-faced, ordered, "Catch him, you must catch him."

The eldest prince, Havensius, has already left under the escort of a large group of people.

As for Jonas, who was also shot, he was still lying in Joseph's arms, unconscious amidst endless shock and rage.

“Young Master Joseph, please hand over the eldest young master to us.”

Members of the Evans family have already appeared, demanding Jonas from Joseph with hostility.

"Of course, hurry, get my brother to the hospital, he can't die."

His words carried a hint of sadness, but his face, though turned away from the crowd, was already beaming with smiles.

Ethan.

As expected of you.

Only you could do that.

The impossible was made possible.

Joseph took a deep breath. What a beautiful day!

By the afternoon, news of the morning's press conference had spread throughout the entire capital.

The eldest prince was assassinated again.

The eldest son of the Evans family was shot and seriously injured; his fate is unknown.

Johnny Blackbird has committed another crime.

The most arrogant traitor in history.

Headlines and news articles like these made this otherwise unremarkable day seem exceptionally different.

at the same time.

Within the Church of the Sea God.

Ethan and Johnny Blackbird are still in solitary confinement.

Of course, that's an unpleasant way of putting it; in Hagen's name, it's about taking care of and protecting them.

In short, you cannot leave the church for the time being.

After all, they chased the wind all night and got nothing in return, so someone has to be held responsible.

Hagen and his team have already reported to Pope Edwin.

Morris has been taken away separately.

Ethan and Johnny Blackbird were together, but they didn't speak.

The two of them simply listened quietly to the occasional sound of the waves outside the window.

Although the wind has stopped, there are still some ripples at sea.

Want a cigarette?

Johnny Blackbird suddenly smiled and asked, casually pulling out a cigarette case. "Why not?"

Ethan smiled and accepted the cigarette.

The two of them lit cigarettes in silence.

Hagen and Jellett were actually right next door; they had been observing the two men.

Until the tobacco burned out.

Hagen shook his head at Yellit expressionlessly.

"Forget it, the Pope said this is God's will."

"But……"

Jeremy was clearly unwilling to accept this.

"Let them go."

Hagen had made his decision, and he got up and went to the next room.

The door opened, but he remained expressionless.

"You two have worked hard these past few days. You can relax now and go home if you wish. However, for safety reasons, I still recommend that you be accompanied by our high priest."

"Thanks, but I think I have divine protection and nothing will happen to me."

Ethan stubbed out his cigarette, then stood up with a smile.

"I wish I were too."

Johnny Blackbird also got up.

"We'd like to go for a drink together, would you like to join us, Your Excellency?"

"No need, I still have a lot of things to take care of. You all enjoy your drinks."

Haigen didn't stop them anymore, but just watched them walk out of the house.

Throughout the journey, the believers maintained their respect for them, even though nothing happened that night.

The divine power is real.

If we're talking about their status within the cult, Ethan and Johnny Blackbird are actually quite high.

Especially Johnny Blackbird, who, while not a saint, was certainly a representative of the gods on earth.

Everyone watched as the two left the headquarters.

Behind them, naturally, there were people following silently.

"Can we talk properly now?"

Johnny Blackbird lit another cigarette and said.

"I think no one will be able to hear us now, probably."

Ethan smiled, pretended to turn around, but didn't see anyone.

However, the feeling of being watched did not disappear.

"Have a drink, I'm really tired these past two days."

"My treat."

The two of them did not go far; they sat down in a small harbor tavern next to the headquarters of the Church of Poseidon.

No matter what happens in the capital, the atmosphere here is always lively and bustling.

However, inevitably, people here are still talking about what happened this morning.

"This Johnny Blackbird is really too arrogant, isn't he? He's wanted by the authorities, yet he still dares to pull off another heist? Does he have a death wish?" "That's a joke. This guy is a fugitive. When has he ever wanted to live? I think he's a real man. So what if he's facing royalty? He'll still kill you, twice!"

Hearing these words, Johnny Blackbird couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"cool."

This was a word Ethan used before, and now he suddenly felt he completely understood its meaning.

"Then let me toast you, great painter."

Johnny Blackbird picked up a glass of wine.

Ethan clinked glasses with him and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Actually, I should be the one respecting you, since this time you've completely confirmed your guilt."

"What's the big deal? I didn't actually do anything, I just sat and waited."

The two of them looked out the tavern window together again.

That was the port under the cover of night.

Beyond the port lies a vast sea of gold.

Another thing happened this morning, but probably no one paid attention to it because it was a very ordinary thing.