Story Two

After watching the three police officers leave, Altair returned to his study, took out a sheet of paper specifically for writing to the Royal Family, and began to write a letter, preparing to consult King George III.

She had just finished writing it, and before it was even packaged, Adam's words echoed in her ears.

"An impromptu meeting, begin immediately."

As Altair got up to find a comfortable place to lie down, she suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness that she couldn't resist. So, yawning repeatedly, she sat down again, found a slightly more comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

After a while, her drowsy mental state was reawakened.

When she came to her senses, she found herself in the main hall of the Corpse Cathedral.

At the very front of the hall, before a massive cross surrounded by countless bones, Adam remained in a prayerful posture, sitting silently.

Calmly observing each person.

Since Altair didn't want to get involved, she could only stand aside, yawning out of boredom.

As time passed, everyone gradually finished their discussions and reached a consensus. Adam, who was sitting in the head seat, then directly announced the end of the meeting.

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After everyone left, Altair, as usual, was kept behind by Adam, who explained, "I think you understand. The main purpose of the meeting just now was to provoke a war and wear down the armies of various countries so that the next step of the plan could proceed smoothly."

"Therefore, I need your help."

Altair nodded with a puzzled look and asked, "This shouldn't concern me much, right? I'm neither High Sequence powerhouse nor a political figure. I don't believe I have that much influence to affect whether countries go to war."

Adam didn't answer the question, but instead changed the subject, saying, "You now have three choices."

"First, submit a petition as usual and attend the Memorial Service," and during this time, incite public anger and incite war between the two countries.

"Second, continue submitting your petition as usual, and someone will attend the ' Memorial Service ' in your place, inciting public anger and instigating war between the two countries."

"Third, you don't need to do anything."

"Which one do you think I would choose?" Altair tapped the armrest of his seat with his finger and asked in return.

Adam shook his head and replied kindly, "I don't think you'd choose either."

You have your own plans.

"Sigh." Altair sighed, then casually added, "I hate the Spectator."

"This must be a script you arranged, right?"

"How many more copies of my plays do you have left?"

"Could you please stop assigning me tasks?"

Adam chose not to answer any of Altair's questions, instead continuing to maintain his silent smile.

Seeing this, Altair explained, "Actually, you didn't need to arrange things like this at all. I think you should know that I have my own plans."

I've figured out how to play the "Demoness of Affliction." Soon, I'll be presenting myself to the world as a "Savant," designing new weapons and deploying them on the battlefield. That's enough for me to complete my role.

"Too slow," Adam commented.

Altair raised an eyebrow slightly, then asked curiously, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Before he finished speaking, a rather classic notebook appeared in front of Altair, already open, along with a crystal-clear bone fountain pen.

After Altair received the two items, Adam said, "Write down your plan."

Altair shook his head calmly but helplessly, picked up the bone nib pen beside him, and began to write in his notebook, "November 14, 1347, near noon, after Altair Sheffield finished writing his letter to His King His Majesty George III, he sent his steward Hahn Clayton Butler, to deliver it in person."

"King George III, who was having lunch, was furious upon seeing the letter."

"However, George III's anger was not directed at Intis's ambassador, Beckland Jean Madden," but rather at his own Earl, Altair Sheffield, whom he felt immense disappointment and fury over.

He immediately prepared a reply, rebuking Altair Sheffield for abandoning the integrity of her ancestors and for preparing to tarnish the reputation of the Loen Kingdom.

"The furious George III even wanted to issue a decree to Deprivation her of her title, but was dissuaded by the ministers of the palace."

The royal ministers repeatedly explained her difficulties and pleaded for her, hoping that His Majesty the King would understand.

"On the evening of November 14, 1347, Altair Sheffield received a letter from His King George III His Majesty George III, which contained his scathing rebukes and reprimands, as well as his confinement to her quarters."

On November 15, 1347, the Intis ambassador, Beckland -Baptiste-Madin, having not received a letter from Altair Sheffield, instructed the intelligence network of the Republic of Intis, which was hidden in Bexland, to spread rumors and misinformation. They used various tabloids to publish Distortion reports, portraying Altair Sheffield's benevolence as a mistake.

The world believed that it was her fault that caused the tragic deaths of everyone in the circus.

Publicizing her refusal to attend the Memorial Service is damaging relations between the two countries and could drag Loen and Intis back into war.

Thus, she and Intis Ambassador Beckland Jean Madin formed a complete contrast: one actively solved problems, while the other constantly evaded reality and responsibility.

After discovering these irregular reports, MI9 immediately shut down and detained a large number of tabloid reporters.

Unfortunately, the situation had already been set. Now, throughout the entire nation of Loen, from the newly risen nobility to the middle class and the lowest-ranking Commoner, everyone was beginning to condemn Altair Sheffield's inaction and actions, believing that she was affecting the normal diplomatic relations between the two countries.

Amid widespread public discontent, even the conservative nobles who had initially supported Altair Sheffield began to waver, and thus submitted petitions urging His Majesty the King to allow Altair Sheffield to attend the Memorial Service.

His King His Majesty George III, for the sake of future plans, had to concede and agree to the request that Altair Sheffield attend the Memorial Service, but he would not allow her to lose national dignity; she could only offer condolences.

On November 20, 1347, Altair Sheffield was alone; this part has been crossed out.

On the afternoon of November 20, 1347, Altair Sheffield and Vivian Sheffield boarded a carriage together on their way to the embassy of the Republic of Intis.