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Chapter 861: Chapter 238 Aiwass: Donning the Yellow Robe?

Chapter 861: Chapter 238 Aiwass: Donning the Yellow Robe?

The Pure White Saintess, upon drinking the divine wine, suddenly fell into a state of Amberficate in agony—

All of this was broadcasted live by reporters at the first opportunity, spreading throughout the entire Holy Nation.

Coupled with the solemn expressions of the Cardinal Archbishops and the decision that defied common sense not to drink the wine, a terrifying truth emerged in the minds of all who witnessed this…

“—An assassin!”

A reporter from Star Antimony blurted out: “Someone attempted to assassinate Her Holiness the Saintess!”

His statement was merely a speculation.

Because in Star Antimony, it was quite common for assassination attempts to occur during press conferences.

Many spokespersons were assassinated right in the middle of their press conferences…

The conflict between Demon Scholars and Alchemists had escalated to such a degree in that region.

Some assassinations were brazen, others were internal purges dressed as the work of opposition, and then there was a third level — given the existence of the second level, these brazen assassinations were committed to appear as frame-ups by the opposition.

In any case, the official intelligence agencies of Star Antimony probably couldn’t find out much.

After all, they dared not offend anyone…

Even the King of Star Antimony could only gloss things over.

Not to mention, what if the investigation actually turns up something?

Star Antimony would likely split apart on the spot.

Therefore, in the end, no matter who died, it became ammunition for both sides to attack each other.

People did not really care about the facts…

or rather, they chose to believe in the part they wanted to be true, which then became their reality.@@novelbin@@

But the moment those words left his mouth, his voice was broadcasted along with the footage.

In such a solemn election ceremony, people subconsciously believed in the credibility of the official reporters — after all, if someone lacked decorum, they likely wouldn’t have been invited in.

Thus, their judgments were mostly based on some foundation.

In an instant, the news of the Saintess’ assassination spread throughout the entire Holy Nation!

The second Ring, inside a tavern.

A dwarf uncle suddenly slammed the table and exclaimed loudly: “I knew it!

Those people didn’t drink the wine because there must be something in it!”

The sixth Ring, within a small watch hut at the ruins.

Two elves stared at the screen, shocked, their hands holding objects frozen mid-air.

“…It can’t be real?

The Saintess has been poisoned?”

“That’s…

the Tears of Time?”

The two murmured.

The eleventh Ring, inside a resting room.

An older elf rose up from his seat and accused the youngest elf at the table: “The Holy Maiden has been harmed, is this your conspiracy?!”

The young elf being interrogated was sweating profusely: “Maybe…

possibly…

I seem to have heard of a similar plan…”

He had once been a proud member of the Controlled Flame, believing it to be a progressive move to help the old and decayed elves renovate their system, effectively reducing the rates of Amberficate among elves, which would undoubtedly be beneficial for the Holy Nation in the long run.

It was just that there were too many old-fashioned individuals currently unwilling to adopt new things, not willing to let go of their sense of superiority as the Heirs, therefore, they were not understood by others.

But after hearing that Cardinal Loki had colluded with the Giants and seeing the evidence, his faith crumbled—so he left the Controlled Flame.

Later he heard rumors: apparently, Loki had originally been a Giant and became an Elf only after being inspired by the Candle Master.

Everything then came together…

If Cardinal Loki took power, it would be akin to a Giant becoming Pope!

He felt cheated—it would have been better to have a human as Pope!

At least humans were easier on the eyes, while Giants were not only hideous but had also hunted and cooked many elves.

The animosity between them ran deeper even than that between elves and Dwarves, and it was impossible to allow a Giant to become the new Eternal Pope, the strongest being in the world.

Especially after the Papal Hall published evidence of meetings between Cardinal Loki and other Giants, his conviction solidified—Cardinal Loki ultimately chose his own race over his Cardinal identity in the end.

“It’s definitely a Giant conspiracy!”

The former member of the Controlled Flame, a young elf, wiping his sweat, declared firmly: “It must be an assassin summoned by the former Cardinal Loki!

I heard of similar plans when I was in the organization…”

“Why didn’t you report it?!”

“I did report it!

There were a dozen or so similar plans, nobody could tell which one was real, or if any of them were.

Look, those Cardinal Archbishops didn’t drink the wine, only that human did…

It’s obvious it was already reported!

You can’t blame me, besides, I’m surely not the only one who knew about this!”

They argued like this.

And such scenes were unfolding in every corner of the Holy Nation—wherever the members of the Controlled Flame were once numerous, now “The Holy Maiden Assassination” incident caused just as many to fall under suspicion.

For the usually lazy and introverted elves, it was rare for them to experience such intense emotional fluctuations.

Today was undoubtedly an exception.

It was visibly chaotic throughout the entire Holy Nation.

During this time, the magic mirror in the eleventh Ring spontaneously activated.

Faces filled with panic, anger, curiosity, sadness, or shock constantly emerged and disappeared in the mirrors.

A blonde youth wearing a monocle stroked his chin, standing in front of those magic mirrors.

He was dressed in a pure white suit, with subtle golden runes embroidered on it.

And behind him, floated a closed-eyed angel with a pair of white wings, her skin gleaming with a pure white radiance.