The people's fanatical support for the Pharaoh and their hatred of corrupt officials had briefly thrown the scene into chaos.
But Nitocris quickly regained the rhythm of her speech.
"I am very pleased that everyone trusts me so much." Nitocris's voice calmed the people's cries once more. "I can indeed swear that I never intended to harm this country. But the truth is that my inaction allowed certain people to abuse their power. They betrayed my trust and harmed this nation."
"Fortunately, just a few days ago, those people received their retribution and fell into the abyss of death. Anubis will judge the sins they committed in life."
"Although I do not know who caused all this—whether it was the gods or some righteous assassin—those parasites of the nation are indeed dead."
As she said this, Nitocris softened her tone, and the people gradually calmed down as well.
But the turn that followed immediately seized everyone's hearts again.
"Then is Egypt truly ready to rise to greatness once more?" Nitocris asked loudly.
Without waiting for anyone to answer, she gave the answer herself.
"No, it is not!" she shouted. "Though the chief culprits among Egypt's enemies are gone, I must still say this: Egypt is still suffering an unprecedented disaster!"
Nitocris's words drew waves of shocked cries, while the officials had already sensed that something was wrong with what she was saying.
"People of Egypt, what I am about to tell you is that those dead officials were merely some of the larger parasites feeding on Egypt. They still have countless accomplices, countless subordinates. These enemies of Egypt are spread among the ministers, throughout the temples, and even more so within the army and the court! Although their leaders are dead, they can elect new leaders at any time. Even