Work Prophet
Chapter 557 - 175: Chaotic Luncheon

Chapter 557: Chapter 175: Chaotic Luncheon

The guard’s words shocked all the nobles present; they had not expected the assassin to be so close to them.

Nor had the palace guards outside detected any danger approaching, until now, when they rushed in hurriedly to protect Gars.

The Imperial Guards raised their shields in front of the New Emperor, simultaneously looking up and warily scanning the roof for any disturbances, each one appearing as if they were bracing for a great threat.

It was Gars, encircled in the middle, who seemed relatively composed as he frowned and asked, "How many assassins have come?"

"We have discovered only one so far, but we do not know if he has any accomplices," answered the guard who had come to escort the emperor.

"One assassin and you are all this frightened?" Gars’s face displayed a hint of displeasure.

"Junlin Tower is the Empire’s sturdiest castle. It wouldn’t be easy to breach, not even for tens of thousands of soldiers outside, let alone just one. We are very safe here. The Imperial Army should focus on how to capture that assassin," he said.

The New Emperor’s words effectively eased the tense atmosphere in the great hall. Reminded by his speech, the nobles recalled the thick stone dome between them and the assassin.

Even if someone outside were to hack at it with an axe for an entire day, they would not manage to break through the roof, and archers would arrive soon enough. If the assassin did not retreat by then, he would end up being shot to pieces.

However, shortly after Gars finished speaking, the commotion outside the castle seemed to intensify.

"It’s no good, there’s a fire! Quickly, put it out!!!"

"We can’t reach that high, we need to wait for ladders to be brought over. First, ensure His Majesty’s departure!"

Then another squad of Imperial Guards rushed in, forcibly lifting Gars from the Skeleton Throne and swiftly evacuating through a side door.

The remaining nobles in the great hall were utterly confused, unclear about the situation outside. Seeing the New Emperor fleeing, most feared the worst and scrambled to escape.

The crowd shoved and jostled, mixed with shouts and curses, and occasionally someone would fall to the ground, screaming, creating utter chaos.

Miss Rabbit also prepared to slip away, pocketing another plate of dolphin meat patties before leaving. But turning back, she saw Li Yu standing still with a calm demeanor, showing no urgency to leave.

Immediately feeling reassured, she too slowed her pace, and the two lingered toward the rear of the crowd.

The Lady, while trying to protect the meat patties she held against her chest, pondered whether to grab some other dishes; it wasn’t often she came here, and amid the chaos, likely no one would notice her taking advantage of the situation to pack away more food.

Unfortunately, the disorder did not last long. Perhaps unable to stand the sight of the mayhem, Essos took it upon himself to step forward.

As the commandant of the defense forces and head of the Gedeon family, his words carried weight.

Furthermore, by setting an example and covering the rear himself, Essos quickly restored order to the panicked crowd.

By the time everyone had exited the great hall, they realized the so-called fire wasn’t very significant; it was merely at the top of Junlin Tower, difficult to extinguish promptly.

As for the Wing Clan assassin, he had already disappeared without a trace, with only those who had fled first fortunate enough to witness his departing silhouette.

That individual seemed to possess a pair of red wings, appearing like a streak of fire cutting across the sky.

Although in previous days, many had already witnessed the Wing Clan Warrior named Moen soaring through the skies, that was after all only in the Duel Arena.

And at that time, the newly crowned Champion Ireya had appeared too strong, seemingly without breaking a sweat as she took down that annoying braggart who had been arrogant, spoken wildly, and even murdered the Silver Knight.

As a result, many people did not have a very clear understanding of the true strength of those from the Wing Tribe, especially of what they could achieve with that pair of wings.

Not until the attack on Junlin Tower did they understand, when not only was the Imperial Palace set ablaze (although just slightly), the New Emperor was forced into a disgraceful escape, and everyone else was frantically running out, causing numerous to fall and suffer injuries.

And from beginning to end, there was only one person on the opposing side who was able to bring about this level of chaos.

Everyone couldn’t help but ask themselves a question, what if the former Imperial Guard Captain’s words were true, and the next time it wouldn’t just be a lone assassin, but an entire army.

It wouldn’t take many, just a few thousand, and no Lord or town would be able to withstand their assault.

The Nobles of the Red Lion Empire pride themselves on their stone fortresses, but under their dual wings, these have never appeared more vulnerable.

In fact, just a moment ago, everyone had agreed with the intelligence director’s statement.

That was that there were too few of the Wing Tribe people, so far only two had appeared, and one was in the Western Lands—most had never seen one in person.

It was hard to believe that such a small number could stir up any significant trouble.

But now, with Lion Heart Castle having seen two Wing Tribe members one after the other, plus Edward II’s words before his death, a shadow had fallen over many hearts.

As for the person in the foulest mood, that would be Gars, the Empire’s New Emperor.

A coronation ceremony that was meant to be splendid was first interrupted, followed by an assassin’s attack, and even a fire was set above his head, creating a complete mess.

Gars now felt a murderous urge, his face nearly dripping with gloom, and he immediately ordered Essos to capture that assassin with the red wings at all costs.

Although Essos agreed, he still reminded him, "Your Majesty, the assassin has wings, by now he might have already flown away from Lion Heart Castle."

"Then send orders to the nearby Lords, mobilize them for the capture! I don’t care by what means you do it. You must catch that man and bring him or his head before me. Otherwise, you can forget about continuing as the commander of the defense force," Gars said viciously.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

The New Emperor then glared at Earl Clyde standing beside him, "And you, go back to your territories for a while and stay there until this blows over before returning."

At that, Clyde’s heart trembled. Gars had just ascended the Skeleton Throne, a crucial time for appointing his followers, and Clyde did not wish to leave Lion Heart Castle at such a time.

He didn’t know when he’d be able to return, and by then, any good positions were likely to be gone.

But having caused such a major blunder, Clyde dared not say anything further at the moment and lowered his head, "Alright, I’ll pack my things and leave next month."

"Don’t wait until next month. Leave today, today you will leave Lion Heart Castle. The things can be packed gradually by your subordinates," Gars said coldly.

Clyde’s heart was filled with bitterness.