Noblety's Last Days

As it turned out, the noble class of Avalon acted far faster and even more unscrupulously than Governor Hal had anticipated.

Seventy-two noble families were wiped out overnight.

This matter could not be concealed at all, nor could it be kept secret. These nobles quickly learned of the tragedy that had occurred the previous night through various channels.

Led by the Jabba Family, all the families who attended Carl Jabba's 130th birthday banquet, as well as some families with ambiguous relationships with Jabba, were all massacred overnight. From the bloodline of the family members to the closest servants, all of them had their heads cut off and neatly arranged into a horrifying "jingguan" (a mound of heads)!

The evidence left at the crime scene all pointed to the Chaos Gang, which worshipped the Blood God!

Of course, this is just the official explanation.

Just as Governor Hal had guessed, the nobles immediately turned their suspicions toward her and the Kusman Family!

And so, this scene unfolded today.

More than a hundred nobles, surrounded by their respective family private soldiers and guards, formed a mighty crowd and surrounded the Governor's Mansion, demanding that Governor Hal come out and give them an explanation!

Some might ask, weren't they afraid of being falsely accused of treason by leading their family's private army to surround the Governor's Mansion?

In fact, they are not afraid at all!

Power rises from the bottom up. Although Hal Kusman commands the most important Planetary Defense Force, his appointment as Planetary Governor was the result of compromises and approval from various nobles.

Otherwise, with the emperor far away and the Imperium issuing only a decree, how could she possibly secure this position?

Do they really think that a single word from the Planetary Governor can cause these deeply entrenched nobles, who have been entrenched in Avalon for years, with their influence penetrating every inch of the land, to lose their heads?

Only by gaining the approval of these local nobles could she use the power of the army to suppress and rule Avalon and solidify her position.

Governor Hal held military power, but the problem was that she didn't control the economy or manpower!

The army needs weapons, ammunition, and supplies, and the factories that can produce these things are all in the hands of these nobles. They also have close ties with the Ecclesiarchy and the Mechanicus, so they are not afraid of Governor Hal turning against them at all!

Especially now, they are deliberately making a big fuss to force Governor Hal to bring the matter into the open!

You can assassinate nobles, but in broad daylight, who would dare lay a finger on them?

They were nobles bestowed by the Imperium. Legally speaking, even the Imperial Inquisition would not dare to openly arrest these Imperium nobles under the watchful eyes of so many people without solid evidence!

"Get out here!"

"Hal Kussman, stop hiding in there! We know you're here, get out now!"

"That's right. As the Planetary Governor, you actually allowed the Chaos Gang to invade the Hive City and massacre seventy-two noble families. This is a huge dereliction of duty, and you must give us an explanation!"

Nearly a thousand people crowded in front of the Governor's Mansion. These richly dressed nobles looked like street vendors.

He disregarded his composure and roared angrily at the top of his lungs.

"Damn it! All those bastards deserve to die!" Governor Hal roared, veins bulging on his forehead, slamming his fist on the table.

Splinters flew everywhere, his eyes were bloodshot, and he growled menacingly, "These guys are doing this on purpose—don't they know there's still fighting at the front? Surrounding the Governor's Mansion, are they trying to rebel?!"

She hadn't expected these nobles to be so audacious as to surround the Governor's Mansion —what was the difference between this and a coup?!

Moreover, these shameless guys are using the pretext that "Chaos invaded the Hive City, and the Planetary Governor is to blame," clearly intending to embarrass her!

"Ah, they're not stupid." Alvin, sitting opposite him, remained nonchalant. "They can only make a big fuss while there's an external threat. Otherwise, once you've dealt with the external threat, wouldn't they be next?"

"How dare you say that?!" Governor Hal's face was full of resentment, and seeing his expression only fueled his anger. "If it weren't for you, things wouldn't have turned out like this! What exactly do you plan to do to resolve this?!"

"Don't rush, don't rush."

Alvin gave her a look and gestured with his hand, "Calm down, Your Excellency, let them make a fuss a little longer."

"Where's the Lion King? Didn't you say he'd come to fix things? Where is he now?!"

Although Alvin remained calm, Governor Hal was losing her temper. She knew very well that if she didn't give these nobles an explanation, it wouldn't be long before the Ecclesiarchy, the Adeptus Mechanicus, the Navy, and the Astra Militarum came to put pressure on her!

What's the rush?

Alvin glanced at her and said calmly, "Didn't I say? It's not the right time yet. When the time is right, the Lion King will naturally step in and resolve the current chaotic situation."

"What exactly do you want?!"

As he said this, Governor Hal's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was practically gritting his teeth.

"Didn't I already say?" Alvin chuckled calmly, "It's to help the Lion King take control of Avalon as soon as possible."

"Do you know what will happen if we let them keep causing trouble?!" Governor Hal was utterly exhausted. She couldn't understand how she had ended up on this damned Rogue Trader's pirate ship!

With hundreds of noble factions besieging the Governor's Mansion, the situation has escalated dramatically. And what's more, it's happening right at the most crucial moment—the invasion of the Chaos Fleet!

"I know."

Alvin said calmly.

"You know? You know and you still let them cause trouble—"

Governor Hal stopped abruptly, as if suddenly realizing something, and looked at the nonchalant Alvin with an extremely horrified gaze. "You, you did this on purpose?!"

"Oh? You guessed it?"

Alvin's eyes flashed with surprise, and he pursed his lips slightly. "I thought it would take His Excellency a long time to guess my intentions. Not bad—you've become smarter."

"What exactly do you want, Alvin!" Governor Hal, no longer caring about the sarcasm in the other's words, stared at him with a terrified expression and stammered, "Isn't seventy-two enough?"

"Not enough, of course not enough."

Now that he'd been guessed, Alvin dropped the pretense, revealing two rows of neat, white teeth in a Daemon smile, "How can we govern the Hive City without thoroughly cleaning out the festering sores and rotten flesh? How can we reassure the Lion King to lead the fleet on an expedition? Don't you agree, Your Excellency?"

"You're insane! You're absolutely insane!"

Governor Hal felt a chill run through his body, took several steps back in terror, his pupils dilated several times over, his heart filled with fear and horror.

I thought that Alvin's extermination of the seventy-two noble families was a ploy to make an example of them, so that the Lion King could step in and suppress the arrogance of the remaining nobles, thereby gaining control of Avalon.

But now she knows she was wrong, terribly wrong, and that she had misjudged Alvin's intentions from the very beginning!

She shouldn't have listened to Alvin, and she shouldn't have given in. Who could have imagined he could be so crazy?!

His target is all the nobles!

"Quickly, send someone to stop them!" Governor Hal, forcing himself to remain calm, called to his subordinates to go to the door and stop the nobles, urging them to calm down.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted!

"Too late, the real show has already begun."

Alvin suddenly spoke, his half-closed, narrow eyes reflecting the scene outside.

However, this calm and composed voice contained a hint of murderous intent that made even the seasoned and decisive Planetary Governor tremble.

She glanced outside instinctively. The nobles who had been crowding the entrance had broken down the threshold and, leading their private armies, stormed into the Governor's Mansion.

Governor Hal felt her vision blur and nearly faint. She knew Alvin had succeeded. From the moment these people stepped into this mansion, they had fallen into a trap and embarked on an irreversible... dead end!