Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 337 [The Main Characters]

Chapter 337 [The Main Characters]

On this day, Little Ibia built a wall once again.

Complete lockdown.

The law enforcement officers who witnessed all of this did not react at all; only some members of the Royal Guard who were monitoring Little Ibia quietly disappeared into the dark alleys.

The battle in the shadows has begun.

Joseph received the news while playing chess with the second prince at the Sukarni Club.

Prince Adrian was not a pure war maniac with a head full of muscles. On the contrary, he was quiet most of the time and enjoyed reading and playing chess.

"What's wrong? Has my older brother finally lost his temper and decided to make a move?"

"Yes, Little Ibia is fully armed."

"So, has our Mr. Ethan figured out how to deal with this?"

"Of course, he..."

Just as Joseph was about to speak, Adrian raised his hand, signaling Joseph to stop talking.

"Don't tell me I love the feeling of the unknown. I haven't felt this way in a long time. Ethan gave me that feeling. He'll definitely be a good chess player. Let him play with me next time. You're terrible at it."

Adrian said, raising his chess piece forward.

Joseph lost again.

"Your Highness is truly amazing."

Adrian just shook his head, not knowing what he meant.

"Go ahead, cooperate with Ethan, and do a good job. The old man upstairs is watching."

"Yes."

Joseph suddenly felt quite apprehensive.

Is the old man in the picture referring to His Majesty the King, or... who is it?

"It's my charming ancestor. Don't worry, I've almost won him back."

Whether it was in An Joseph's heart or not, just as he was about to leave, Adrian said something to him again.

As expected... is it that king above kings?
After leaving the Sucani Club, Joseph went straight to the South District without stopping.

Now that the actors on the other side have taken the stage, their side can't just sit idly by.

The stage was already set up, and the actors were taking their places in an orderly fashion.

Another actor has also arrived at the center of another stage.

Johnny Blackbird.

After a brief silence of less than two days, this madman, who had just killed the great industrialist Angus, once again launched his performance preview.

He once again sent new letters to the major newspapers in the capital.

"Gentlemen, have you missed me? I wonder if you all liked the surprise from the other day? For me, it was still a little lacking. After all, compared to the truly deserving person, someone like Angus is just an accomplice. So, I've decided that the next person to die must truly deserve to die. To make it easier for everyone to guess the answer, I'll give you a hint..."

"He was an aristocrat, an old aristocrat, whose surname contained the letter A."

"Can you guess? I think you definitely can, after all, you're all very smart, aren't you?"

Arrogant, he's getting more and more arrogant.

Last time it was a semi-assassination, but this time it was a public announcement of the murder.

This guy is increasingly disregarding the capital's law enforcement officers and the kingdom's secret agents.

Many newspapers issued condemnations, but of course, some newspapers, in order to boost sales and generate buzz, directly published these letters, with their words carrying a certain suggestive undertone.

For example, a newspaper that openly uses the term "punished person" is obviously not a royalist newspaper, since it's quite clear that Johnny Blackbird is targeting the royalists.

But the Industrial Party was also cautious in its statements; they were actually unwilling to take on any responsibility at this critical juncture.

At most, we'll offer covert support.

Only the Kingdom Deep Observer could make such a statement.

Helosh even dedicated a section to analyzing Johnny Blackbird's next target and interacted with readers, encouraging them to send their guesses to the editorial department.

This sparked another wave of enthusiasm.

With the other side's covert battle already underway, the new stage was thus completed.

Johnny Blackbird leaped back onto the stage, as if shouting to everyone, "Look over here, I'm about to perform!"

His target was actually very clear: an old noble family, whose surname contained the letter A, and, there was another hidden piece of information: he was bound to be a member of the royalist party.

Therefore, the number of targets available is very small.

The Elliman family, one of the top ten surnames, and the Evans family, which has a huge influence in the kingdom and has just joined the First Prince's camp.

Jonas, the eldest son of the Evans family, was once assassinated by Johnny Blackbird and nearly lost his life.

So, is he planning to deliver the non-lethal shot this time?

Such speculation has further amplified the popularity of this matter.

Everyone is wondering how the two families will handle this situation.

Because most of the time, these large families and nobles are seen as extremely high and mighty by ordinary people. Let alone seeing them in trouble, it is an honor to even get a little attention from them.

Now, we can actually watch their antics—how interesting, even exciting, is that?

In fact, many underground casinos have started betting on who Johnny Blackbird will kill and whether he will succeed.

This has already subtly turned into a nationwide carnival.

In contrast, the port area conflict, which had previously ignited the entire city, immediately lost all focus of attention.

As time passed, only the Church of Poseidon and the people of Rocky the Sea King remained hostile to each other, brewing something.

However, with the establishment of the covert battleground in the southern district, many people have already been transferred to assist in the battle.

The conflict in the port area seemed to have cooled down all of a sudden.

Morris, who had become the most sought-after figure in the Church of the Sea God, would not allow such a thing to happen.

Although the High Priest of Haigen had secretly spoken to him yesterday, telling him to restrain himself and not to be so impulsive again.

The balance between the Church of Neptune and the Kingdom has been painstakingly maintained over the years by each generation of popes, and he is destroying that balance.

It sounds like well-intentioned advice.

But Morris sensed a coercion, a familiar coercion.

Back when he was a young priest, he was subjected to all sorts of coercion, including threats to the will of the Church and the Pope's divine intervention.

No, it's over.

You want me to become your silent sacrifice? No way. Now I am God's messenger, and I will resolve this matter in my own way.

As he watched the sky outside the window gradually darken, he decided to do something truly significant.

He drank all the wine in his glass and murmured a sentence slowly.

"By the goddess above."

(End of this chapter)

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