"Speech"

All eyes turned to Hugh Artois, the refined-looking, slightly large-nosed, gray-haired Member of Parliament had long since regained his composure and said with a smile, "There's nothing to worry about."

"If the attackers were capable of breaching two layers of defense and attacking me directly, there would be no need to assassinate Tibert. This seems more like an extortion attempt, a mere show of force."

The four campaign team members present nodded in unison, agreeing that the Mr. Member of Parliament's speculation was correct.

Hugues Artois then looked at That One red-haired Lady:

"Cassandra, my knowledge of the Mysticism World is limited. I've only heard that some Beyonder can obtain the truth from the souls of the Corpse through ' Spiritism ' means. Could Tibert's spirit betray us?"

Red-haired Cassandra, slowly shook her head:

"Normally, we would be worried and have to risk 'cleaning up,' but in that attack just now, the assassins clearly spent a considerable amount of time disrupting Tibert's spirit to conceal their own information, which actually helped us."

Hugues Artois nodded slightly, glanced at his two still somewhat uneasy Secretary, and said with a smile, "Rhone, Marguerite, don't worry, time is on our side, the Future is in our hands, a little setback will not affect the final result."

"You must always believe that our actions represent Justice."

Rhone, wearing Gold-Rimmed Glasses, and the elegant and refined Marguerite listened with blank expressions, unable to believe that they could still be associated with the Vocabulary "Justice".

Not only them, but also the Red-haired Cassandra and the middle-aged, muscular Bodouva looked at Hugh Artois with puzzled expressions, as if they had misheard.

Hugh Artois glanced cautiously towards the door, using this gesture to inquire whether anyone was listening in.

Only after Red-haired Cassandra nodded did he begin his impromptu speech:

"Lady and gentlemen, although I am bound by the Contract and cannot yet transfer faith to ask for Gift, I already have a sufficient understanding of this world."

"You should know better than I do that the Starry Sky above us represents the vast Universe, in Universe there are countless Planet, each of Planet is like a world, and many have their own Civilization. The world we live in is just one of countless Planet, as insignificant as Dust."

"The Seven Gods have imprisoned us in this world, preventing us from contacting the Civilization in the Universe. They want to blind us, plug our ears, and make us their slaves generation after generation."

"They regard those Great Ones as Evil God, weave Lie to tell us how dangerous it is to believe in Evil God, in order to prevent us from coming into contact with higher Civilization."

"If believing in Evil God is truly extremely dangerous, why have so many Civilization, belonging to different Civilization, developed in the Universe?"

"They are afraid that the Great Ones have truly descended upon this world. Only they, the Saint, Angel, and some fanatics who follow them will suffer destruction. For most people, it will simply be a matter of changing their faith, and there will be no danger whatsoever."

"Is faith in one of the Seven Gods not faith itself, but faith in Great Ones?"

"We cannot be held hostage by the Seven Gods. We must explore the Future of humanity and the direction of Civilization. Judging from the Gift you have received, the Great Ones are stronger than the Seven Gods and will also provide protection and are willing to give power. Divine grace is as vast as the sea."

"When we are able to travel through Universe in the future, and look back at what has happened over the years, you will understand that our cause was Justice."

"In this process, some deaths are inevitable, but they all deserve to die. They are either too old, in poor health, unlucky, or Predestination by Destiny. Most of the responsibility does not lie with us."

"Moreover, this is ultimately only a minority. We cannot prevent the majority from seeking a higher Civilization and a better Future just so that a minority can survive."

Lady and gentlemen, every cause involves sacrifice, but as long as we firmly believe that what we are doing is Justice and persevere, the Future will surely belong to us!

"Ten years from now, humanity will gain access to the sphere of Universe Civilization, and will no longer be barbarians cowering in the shadows!"

Red-haired Cassandra, her Secretary Rhone, and others were all stunned.

Who exactly are the followers of this Evil God?

They worshipped different Evil God for different reasons, and deep Depths they all knew that what they were doing was wrong. However, since they had already embarked on this path, they had no choice but to continue. So they either used faith as a fig leaf to gradually change their perception, or they simply fell into complete depravity and sought the motivation to drive themselves forward.

Hugues Artois, who was not a believer of any particular faith, had not received Gift, and had not undergone sufficient assimilation, was able to utter such heartfelt, shocking, and highly infectious words.

The four campaign team members present all felt that Hugh Artois's words made a lot of sense, prompting them to re-examine the meaning of their previous actions.

Several seconds later, the Red-haired Cassandra slowly exhaled, looked at Hugh Artois, and sincerely praised, "Excellent speech, Mr. Member of Parliament. When you choose your faith in the future, I can recommend one."

"Hmm?" Hugh Artois asked in a nasal tone.

Cassandra smiled and explained, "One of That One Gift Power is called ' The Speaker '."

Hugh Artois nodded, smiling easily at the four members of his team, "Don't be scared by Tibert's death, we'll proceed as planned."

Cassandra, Rhone, Marguerite, and Bodouva answered in unison, "Yes, Mr. Member of Parliament."

Underground Trier.

Lumian took a detour back to the Quarry Cavern he had visited before, quickly removed his clothes and shoes, and took off his wig and beard.

After he changed back into his original homeless attire and put on his dark blue baseball cap, wispy, crimson fire crows began to gather around him.

The Fire Raven swooped out and landed on the surfaces of Staff, shirts, bow ties, wigs, and other objects, setting them ablaze with soft explosions.

Lumian had already turned around and headed towards the exit of the Underground Trier. Behind him, Crimson Flames rose, burning away all the items related to the previous attack and illuminating the dark underground Cavern.

It was nearly midnight, inside the "Eternal Blazing Sun" Inquisition located Underground the Saint Robles Church.

Angoulême de François, who was reviewing the investigation Recording, heard a knocking sound at the door.

His brown overcoat with two rows of Golden Button was hanging on the Coat Rack near the door, and he was only wearing a light Golden shirt with Sun Sacred Emblem and Deep Brown trousers.

"Please come in," Angoulême said calmly.

Valentine entered, her hair powdered and her face made Makeup.

He had always been troubled by what happened in Cordou Village. After learning that some survivors had appeared in the Trier District, he took the initiative to apply for a transfer there. His wife and children had longed for the bustling Trier for a long time, and without him having to persuade them further, they moved there with him.

He and several teammates were on night duty that night when they happened to witness the murder of Member of Parliament assistant Secretary.

Valentine, wearing a blue tweed coat and a gold Brooch, sat down opposite Angoulême and said bluntly, "Deacon, why not investigate Hugh Artois?"

"Although most of the members of the ' Aurora Order ' are Madman, they seem to have an unusual ability to sense the followers of Evil God. It cannot be said that 100% of the people they kill are believers in Evil God, but at least 70% are."

"Combined with the intelligence we have obtained, we can now determine that Tibert Jacques, who died tonight, was a follower of Evil God god and possessed the power of ' Decay,' and that he was Hugh Artois's assistant Secretary."

"We cannot allow someone with such a high degree of suspicion to continue serving as Member of Parliament. Investigating him is not only a matter of responsibility to all the people in the Market District, but also to G. Artois. If the investigation reveals that he is indeed innocent, it will be a good opportunity to clean up the surrounding followers of Evil God gods."

Angoulême was surprised that the newly transferred squad Team Leader was even more Devout and fanatical than himself, and couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch his brow.

He smiled bitterly and said, "You probably don't know that every Member of Parliament has Contract with the two major Church, Contract that is divinely certified."

"In the Contract, they pledged their faith, demonstrated the power they possessed and the corresponding source of it, and the two Church Promise not to restrict the personal freedom of any Member of Parliament and his key staff without sufficient and compelling evidence, nor to influence them with Beyond Ability."

This is a protection of the power of Parliament.

"Judging from the Contract, Hugues Artois believed in the great ' Eternal Blazing Sun,' and was not Beyonder."

"So, you can ask him and his key staff, but you can only ask them."

Valentine couldn't hide his disappointment:

Why would such Contract exist?

"This was a byproduct of that coup, and also a change in line with the times," Angoulême explained simply.

Valentine exhaled, stood up, and opened his arms:

Praise the Sun!

"Praise the Sun!" Angoulême rose to return the greeting, watching his Subordinate leave his office.

Noel District, Holy Palace Hospital.

Jenna sat on a low, round stool, lying next to her mother Elodie's bed, sleeping lightly.

After seeing Franca off, she sent her brother Julian home, as he had to go to the Factory at dawn, and the Old Dovecage Theater had not yet resumed Actor training— the Police Headquarters had originally planned to auction off the Old Pigeon Cage and the Golden Rooster Inn in the next couple of days, but the Goodwell Chemical Factory explosion had forced a further postponement.

Suddenly, Elodie stirred, Jenna woke up with a start, seeing her mother slowly opening her eyes.

After her eyes reflected her daughter's face, Elodie smiled and said, "I thought I was going to see your father."

Before Jenna could respond, she weakly asked, "How are my injuries?"

Overjoyed that her mother had woken up from her coma, Jenna smiled sincerely and said, "It's not serious. Look, she doesn't even need Surgery."

Elodie breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slowly.

She had just emerged from a coma and was not in good physical or mental condition. After a brief chat, she fell asleep Past.

Jenna held her mother's hand, and in the light streaming in from the window, she looked at the face with its many wrinkles and gray hairs with a joyful expression, as if she had found something she had lost.

After watching for a while, she looked up and saw that the first Dawn were gradually appearing on the horizon.