Chat rooms are also thriving today.

Bronya threw away the pillow.

"No, I can't just sit here and wait to die. If I just stay here, I won't be able to do anything!"

Bronya walked to the window.

Then she noticed a large group of people marching towards another room.

Ok?

Bronya raised an eyebrow and counted on her fingers: "One, two, three... Apart from a few unfamiliar people, everyone seems to be here?"

Could it be...

Is there a chance?!

Bronya's eyes lit up with surprise!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Thinking this way.

Bronya cautiously pushed open the door to the room and peeked into the hallway, finding that no one was watching her.

Although she didn't know, no one was watching her from the beginning.

But this did not stop Bronya from feeling joy!

They've run away!!

So, without anyone stopping her, Bronya walked out of the Goethe Hotel and into the middle of the streets of Rocky Town without any problems.

But she subconsciously looked toward the room where Lin Nai and her group had entered earlier.

Why did so many people go?

Are they plotting something?

Thinking this way.

Bronya, who had originally planned to escape, stopped in her tracks, then remembered what Linnaeus had said earlier, and went inside as if possessed.

then……

"Have you seen the merchants from the upper district? They're planning to bring bread here... but do you know how much that bread actually costs?"

"Five hundred thousand Winter City Shields!"

"This amount of money isn't even enough to fit in a horse-drawn carriage!"

Bronya: ?

What does it mean that the upper districts are selling bread worth 500,000 Winter City Shields to the lower districts?

How could she not know?!

Chapter Ninety-Three: The Rise of the Lower Classes, King Seele!

Lower District - Assembly Hall

This place accommodates people from all walks of life equally, and it is also a frequent gathering place for people from the lower classes.

Bronya stood in the doorway.

She didn't know how much time had passed; she just listened blankly as Linna stood on the stage and, along with the people from the lower district, told a story about bread being worth 500,000 Winter City Shields.

After hearing this story.

Bronya knew.

This is a serious matter.

Regardless of whether the Upper District was prepared to sell 500,000 Winter City Shields worth of bread to the Lower District, it was already impossible to stop Linna from igniting the emotions of the people in the Lower District.

Countless people began to stir.

Lin Nai on stage simply reached out and pressed down slightly, and all the noise from the audience stopped.

Everyone sat quietly.

She looked up at the man standing on the stage.

"Our enemies are not the residents of the upper district, nor the Silvermane Iron Guards who obey orders!"

Linnaeus spoke with great enthusiasm:

"But rather, those nobles who don't value human life, and the Great Guardian Cocolia who has completely severed ties between the upper and lower levels!"

"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"

"If Cocolia can sit in the position of High Guardian, then... why can't Seele sit in it too?!"

"?"

Standing at the edge, Seele pointed to herself and noticed that everyone's eyes were on her, leaving her with a bunch of question marks above her head.

I?

What are you talking about?

Let her come?

So, is Bellberg going to get alkyl octani?

Bronya, standing at the door, remained silent. She could see at a glance the other person's clear, untainted air...

If she were to work at Belloberg, it would truly be an alkyl octa-nitrogen.

wrong!

That's not the point!

There's a riot brewing in the lower districts!!!

Bronya was about to speak when a strap came at her, binding her tightly in a second and pulling her to the other side.

The invincible Bronya has been captured once again.

On the other side...

Seele felt incredibly uncomfortable under the countless gazes.

She's coming?

No way!

It's really going to be a disaster!

Seele glanced nervously at Natasha beside her.

Where are your teammates?

Teammate, please save me!

But Linnaeus had no intention of giving that chance and simply began to give orders.

Xing: "I think you're right!"

Kiana: "Seele is the one everyone wants!"

March 7: "Prosper the lower classes, King Seele! Prosper the lower classes, King Seele!"

then.

After the three shills finished speaking.

The people in the lower districts rioted.

"The lower classes prosper, King Seele! The lower classes prosper, King Seele!" *N

Regardless, Seele, as a member of the Earthfire faction, frequently makes appearances and enjoys considerable prestige in the Lower District.

Therefore, people accepted it quickly.

in particular……

Many miners watched as Oleg, the apparent leader of the fire, waved his clothes.

promise.

There's another strong supporter here.

And listening to the cheers of the crowd.

Seele fell silent.

This place is beyond saving.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"So why are the lower-level districts rebelling like this?! Why am I the leader now?!"

Upon returning to the clinic, Seele let out a mournful cry.

Nobody told her that!

even……

Even under Linnaeus's guidance, the next time she swung her arm forward, the shouts from the lower levels grew even louder...

what! !

Seele's face is burning red.

"What does it matter? It's more accurate to say that only you can be a leader."

Lin Nai sat in a chair, drinking the tea that Chen had personally brewed.

"How could I be good at that! I don't even know a single word!" Seele laughed in exasperation, pointing at Lin Nai without knowing what to say.

“But there’s still Natasha and Oleg.”

Linna said indifferently, then pointed to Bronya, who was tied up by Kiana not far away.

"If all else fails, there's a former Grand Guardian reserve here who can help."

"?"*3

Natasha, Oleg, and Seele all looked on blankly.

What is meant by "Original Guardian Reserve"?

"Oh, she's Bronya, Cocolia's adopted daughter. We took her down with us."

March 7th explained one sentence.

"So, when your blitzkrieg failed, you kidnapped someone else's daughter?" Seele couldn't help but complain.

"What are you talking about? She was originally from the lower district, you know, but it seems like that part of her memory was erased or something."

Linna rolled her eyes.

Moreover.

It wasn't him who launched the blitzkrieg. If he had been the one to carry it out, Cocolia would be sleeping in her coffin right now!

I sneezed on March 7th.

It seems like I've been nagged.

Bronya suddenly stopped struggling and looked at Linnaeus with a puzzled expression.

"I was originally from the lower class?"

She really wanted to say it was nonsense.

But when the words were on the tip of my tongue, somehow I just couldn't say them.

It seems like the body is resisting...

"Huh? Her? How could a young lady from the surface world possibly be from the underground!"

Seele approached with a look of disbelief:

"Judging from her appearance... she must be a Silvermane Iron Guard, right? You guys are quite comfortable on the ground, aren't you? You don't even know what's happened underground, you haven't considered the lives of the people below at all!"

"The Silvermane Iron Guards aren't 'comfortably' sitting on the ground!"

Bronya, her face contorted with anger, declared, "The Iron Guards have been fighting the enemy, protecting Beloborg from the monsters!"