Was the riot just now initiated by Aaron? Although I didn't see him on the deck, his little follower appeared there and was very active...
Griffith left the bridge and walked back to the cabin.
Along the way, he saw classmates whose eyes, lips and noses were red and swollen, being gathered together for cleaning and treatment. One man barely opened his swollen orange eyes and cursed at the knight:
"Griffith, you actually used tear gas on us. You don't know that my family is..."
Before this man could finish speaking, first-year student Gilles de Es, who was returning on the same boat, had already stood up and said resolutely:
"Watch your words. Martial law has been declared and the entire ship is now required to carry out the orders of the martial law commander. Any resistance or disrespect will be considered a hostile act."
Who is this person with swollen eyes? I don’t know him. Speaking of which, there are many people in the same grade whose names and faces I can’t match. They have never interacted with me in the Whispering Forest and the Verona Incident.
I have only a moderate friendship with Larmore and the Charon family, and they have no good impression of me. After this experience, my impression will definitely be even worse...
Well, it's not a big deal. I, Griffith, have never wanted to please everyone.
Griffith walked towards the noisy noble students. There was also a crying Fisher, Trotsky and many nobles, wizards, and students born in bishop families. They were cleaning their eyes, mouth and nose, and taking medicine to reduce swelling.
.
"What's your name?" Griffith asked the man.
"Huh?" The man was stunned for a moment, then roared even more angrily, "I am Catus Canon, Jr., the eldest son of member of the Arcane Parliament, Catus Canon! You bastard, remember this for me today.
The matter will not be settled like this, my family will punish you, my father is Catus Ka, a member of the Arcane Council... Oh yeah——!"
Before little Catus finished speaking, one hand grabbed the bridge of his nose and twisted it to the right!
There was a frightening crisp sound in the air, and the bridge of little Catus's nose was broken. Blood splattered like a fountain, mixed with snot and spurted out.
"Ah——!" The students gathered aside screamed like hamsters and stepped back one after another.
They saw an elusive vision in the dark. There was a ferocious living creature looking at them. It was holding a head that showed its achievements. Endless blood was overflowing from the sheath and dripping on the ground.
It had frozen into bright red ice.
Griffith didn't need to speak or threaten, but a chilling feeling grabbed his ankles along the floor and dragged the young noble heirs into the untouched icy lake.
"It's him! Griffith de Ravenel, the monster who killed five extraordinary beings in one battle!" A belated Odessa exchange student exchanged, dancing and trying to get up from the floor.
He fled behind the door. He slipped on the slippery floor, and before he could take two steps, he was picked up by the scruff of the neck and thrown back into the crowd like a kitten thrown back into a cardboard box.
Griffith ignored them and did not feel that he needed to explain any more. He handed the place over to Shutoral and Gil who were on duty and left.
Offending many classmates in the same grade, many of whom are from famous families, is something that should not be done in normal times. Ms. Marian is as always unwilling to take responsibility and risks. As the person in charge of martial law,
Ordinarily Griffith should have handled it more gently.
However, the current situation is different. For Griffith, only the Sacrifice of the Chosen One and the safety of Galadia are important right now.
This is not a pleasant competition. The winner's reward is said to be to the extent that any wish can be realized, and the chosen one may even be used as a sacrifice.
Protecting the safety of Galadia and finding ways to participate in this competition are unquestionable priorities. Compared with this, any work can give way or even be temporarily abandoned. Not to mention martial law, which may involve a lot of energy.
.
The badge presented by Salorian has the possibility to replace a selected person to participate in the competition. During the first round of competition, Griffith had to try to obtain the right to participate no matter what. The question is, wouldn't other forces
Take the same action?
All of Griffith's energy was mobilized. He held the scabbard of his sword with his left hand, and moved the gun bag with his right hand. The cold murderous intention almost materialized behind him. When he walked through the cabin passage, a sudden
People on the road heard a sound like broken glass falling to the ground, and the stirring spiritual energy roared like a strong wind.
Many panicked faces poked out from behind the doors and pillars, and fled back after a quick glance, like little rabbits disturbed by wild cats, their tiny footsteps disappearing into the distant darkness.
Griffith returned to Sonya's cabin and the atmosphere was normal until here.
"Why are there so few people? Where are everyone?" Griffith looked around and found that only Sonia and Fiona were sitting on the sofa, Galadia was maintaining her equipment at the table, and Lana was on guard, and...
There was an Alyosha who was feeling around here and there.
The countess closed the book and looked at her knight: "Except for Scitoral who is on duty, others, under the coordination of Ms. Marianne, are going to help those who are uncomfortable due to tear gas. We are waiting for you here and are ready.
Discuss the next arrangements.”
Galadia concentrated on adjusting the bowstring and said without raising her head: "More news has come. All the selected candidates have been confirmed, a total of 24 people. It is expected that the first phase will start soon after we arrive in Beyelan.
"
We are running out of time! Griffith's heart skipped a beat. There are densely populated streets outside the port of Beyeland. If there is an attack there, the situation will be very unfavorable.
"Are you in such a hurry?" Sonia asked doubtfully, "I still don't have a very practical feeling that such an important competition does not have a fixed venue."
Miss Elf put down her bow and arrow. Her brows and eyes, which were always smart, lively, and somewhat playful, were filled with seriousness.
"The whole world is an arena for the gods."
There was a strange silence in the cabin. No one had anything to say for a while.
"Griffith is so handsome!" Alyosha suddenly jumped to Galadia and talked about the situation on the deck. She imitated the knight and waved her slender arms down, "Disperse."
Griffith looked at her silently for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "Alyosha, where is Neferty?"
"Ah? Meow doesn't know!"
You silly cat, didn't I leave Neferty to you to keep a close eye on? Griffith couldn't help but punch his fist.
Galadia put away her equipment and asked doubtfully: "Do you have anything to do with her?"
"Neferti is the sister of Naira, one of the chosen candidates, and may play a very important role." Griffith glanced at Alyosha helplessly and reproachfully, "I need to see her now."
"Okay, meow, let's go find it! Come as soon as you go!" Alyosha rushed out quickly and ran away with a squeak.
There are only five people left in the cabin: Griffith, Galadia, Sonia, Lana and Fiona.
The countess tapped the ground lightly with her toes, seeming to have made up her mind: "After returning to Beyeland, we will first investigate the identities of the other chosen ones, especially Aaron. I always feel that he is mysterious.
Information about Prince Commodus must also be collected."
Miss Elf nodded gratefully: "Canaan will provide me with clues soon, but I have a hunch that I need to pay special attention to Aaron's family."
"Why do you say that?"
"The Lentilus family was destroyed under the attack of the person whose name shall not be revealed. There are many relevant clues missing due to the recording of the obliteration punishment. It is difficult for even Canaan to provide me with useful information. However, I understand
Come on, his family territory is not far from Beyelan, we can go there to investigate and maybe find some hidden clues."
Sonia became interested. She stood up and clapped her hands, as if all the worries that had been bothering her had disappeared.
"Great!"
"It's forbidden here," Griffith gently patted Sonia's head and asked Galadia, "Will it be dangerous there? After all, it is a battle at that level, and it may still remain after many years.
Danger."
"If I can't resist this danger, I won't be chosen," Miss Elf shook her head confidently, "Don't forget, I am the heir to the most prominent family in Canaan, and I will have to come into contact with the mysteries of this world sooner or later.
Elf!"
"We will also provide assistance," Lana pointed at himself and Fiona with a thumbs up, "Don't distract until this matter is settled."
The five-person team, coupled with the support of Canaan and the two earl families, is enough to fight against possible threats. Then, the next step is to prepare for the second and third stages.
Just as Griffith was about to explain his plan, Alyosha ran back with a thud.
"Nefty is here! Ta-ta!" The elf girl jumped in, raising her hands in the air to welcome Neferty. However, after a while, the latter did not appear at the door as expected.
"Huh?" Alyosha looked back awkwardly, wandering around the door, then came back and looked at Griffith with a puzzled face, "Where's Neferty?"
"Where's Meow? I just wanted to ask you where they went!" Griffith almost carried it in one breath, "Didn't you bring Neferty?"
"Meow brought it, she was still holding her paws and jumping away just now~" Alyosha became even more confused, pointed to the door and looked in the opposite direction, "It's right there"
"Maybe I'm sorry," Sonia stood up, walked lightly to the passage between the cabins and called, "Miss Kui Mansha, I am"
The countess' sweet voice suddenly stopped and disappeared without a trace.
"Sonia!" Griffith and Galadia rushed over together. They crossed the threshold and saw an empty and deserted corridor.