Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 283 Restoration of the National Assembly

"The Champagne Evening News reported today that the Fatiz Palace held a press conference yesterday, where spokesperson Jos stated that starting January 21st, the Royal Capital will increase military and police control over the city streets. During this period, individuals and groups will be subject to random checks. All foreign visitors must wear temporary identity cards issued by the government; otherwise, coercive measures will be taken. Jos stated that this measure is to prevent a recurrence of the expo incident during the Harvest Festival."

Caesar unfolded the newspaper and continued reading:
"Furthermore, the North Buron district of the Kingdom will be placed under lockdown at the same time. The North Buron district is home to many of the Kingdom's important research institutions, such as the Magic Energy Research Institute and the Kingdom's Academy of Sciences. This measure is to protect these important research institutions from damage."

Putting down the newspaper, Caesar murmured, "There's really a lot of activity going on."

According to the intelligence provided by Muirna, the kingdom has already begun a major operation in secret.

If that great sorcerer from Gurich truly breaks through to the Great Hero level, then the international situation will undergo a major change.

But he was no longer in the mood to care about these things; he only hoped that the operation to rescue Yumilia would go smoothly.

Today is January 20th, and there are still ten days until the Harvest Festival on the 30th.

During this period, he had used the emperor's power to make all possible arrangements, including the deployment of Disoni, whom he had placed within the Kingdom's Rhinek Containment Bureau.

After some behind-the-scenes negotiations, the General Alliance has agreed to send reinforcements soon.

Although he has never had any religious beliefs, at this moment he also hoped that the Virgin Mary would bless him so that everything would go well.

Just then, a girl's laughter came from above.

"Okay, it looks good just like this, so don't take it off."

"No, no, that's too childish, it's not suitable."

"How could that be? Yumilia is perfect for this kind of cute outfit."

Looking up, I saw Ita leading Yumilia downstairs.

Yumilia had her hair braided into two pigtails by Ita, which hung down on both shoulders, and she was also wearing a childish hair clip, making her look exceptionally cute.

“Come on, let Caesar see if I look good like this,” Ita said with a smile.

"Beautiful, beautiful, you look good no matter how you're dressed," Caesar could only say.

"See? Even Caesar said it looks good. You can keep dressing up like this for a while," Ita said with a grin.

“You two children,” Yumilia said with a sigh.

"Alright, Ita, stop troubling her. We should head out now," Caesar said, getting up.

"Oh, right, I'd completely forgotten." Ita slapped his forehead and remembered.

"Are you going out now?" Yumilia asked.

“Yes, we’re going to see our classmates today, and there are a few other things to do as well,” Caesar said.

Actually, they were going out to meet with people from the General Alliance.
"Oh, I see." Yumilia felt a little disappointed. She had thought the two children would be with her today.

"Then, be careful on your journey and come back soon," she could only say.

"Yes, we'll bring you some delicious desserts." Ita took Yumilia's hand and kissed her on the cheek.

"We're heading out now, goodbye."

I left home, got into a car, and arrived at a bustling commercial street.

“They have more manpower than before, haven’t they considered changing their base?” Ita said, looking at the noisy crowd around him.

“At this time of year, remote places are actually more likely to be targeted by spies, so hiding in the crowd is the safest option,” Caesar said.

With the harvest festival approaching, security on the streets has become stricter, especially in the commercial district, where military and police patrols can be seen everywhere.

However, the festive atmosphere remained undiminished. The streets and shops were decorated, with lanterns and colorful flags everywhere, and people dressed as mascots were soliciting customers. "It's so lively! This is my first time celebrating the Harvest Festival in the capital," Ita remarked as she strolled around.

“Me too, it’s definitely more grand than other places,” Caesar said.

After all, the most important festival of the year, the Harvest Festival, originated in the time of the Ponnor Dynasty and has a history of more than three thousand years. It was originally intended to bring good fortune before spring planting and to hope for a bountiful harvest this year. Gradually, it evolved into a grand, fixed event throughout the year, and finally, during the Eldaria Empire, it was defined as a unified legal holiday.
According to statistics, 60% of countries and regions around the world have the tradition of celebrating harvest festivals.

They walked and looked around, and finally arrived at the secluded alley they had visited before.

After going inside, I stood in the fortune-telling hut that would be completely unnoticed by passersby outside.

This is now the headquarters of the Alliance within the capital, and also their secret meeting place.

I went inside and knocked on the door, but no one came to open it for a long time.

"Is nobody here?" Ita said.

At that moment, Caesar noticed a change in the bricks on one side of the wall; a line of words was faintly appearing on them:

"There are risks in the near future. We're relocating our base. We'll contact you tonight."

The text seemed to have a recognition function; it disappeared again as soon as he finished reading it.

"It seems to be the capital's actions these past few days; we can't stay here any longer," Caesar said.

"Then us"

"They said they'd contact us tonight, it shouldn't be too long," Caesar sighed.

"As for now, let's go back first."

"All right."

Although the trip was a waste, Ita still dragged me to the shopping street for a stroll.
As she strolled around, Ita's gaze was drawn to a trendy accessories shop on the side of the street, and she turned around and went inside.

Caesar wasn't interested in these girls' toys, so he waited for her outside the shop.

After waiting a while, he heard someone shouting loudly on the street:

"For the glory of the past! For the demands of millions of people! Our Restoration Society will continue to move forward! Until we achieve that beautiful and powerful ideal in our hearts! If you also want to see such a great empire rise again, please vote for us!"

He looked over and saw a group of people campaigning for a parliamentary proposal.

And from their words, it was no surprise that this group was the Restoration Society of Eldaria.

"It looks really rudimentary," Caesar thought, looking at the few people there. Moreover, the equipment they brought to campaign was also very basic: two tables, a few prints, and only four or five people scattered around. Even the passing military police didn't notice them.

They have already declined, and even though they only have one legitimate seat left in parliament, they still stubbornly continue their activities within the parliament.

Caesar gazed at it for a moment, then, remembering what Matilda had said earlier, he walked in that direction.

"We are acting in accordance with the noble aspirations of the entire nation! For all glory!"

The man in the suit and tie in the middle stopped shouting and saw a handsome young man with black hair walking over, looking at them curiously.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to come from a respectable background, at least from a prestigious family.

Clearing his throat with two coughs, the person in charge smiled at Caesar: "Little brother, are you interested in our proposal?"

“Well, that’s true to some extent, but I’m more interested in you,” Caesar said with a sheepish smile. “You’re the Restoration Society, right? Can I still join you now?”

(End of this chapter)