Chapter 479 Sadness

Abetus, noon.

It was originally the most sunny moment of the day, but at this time, Abetus was in a haze. The streets and alleys of the whole city were shrouded in an atmosphere of uneasiness. The clouds on the sky were extremely low, and it fell all night. The snow has stopped, and the thick snow has covered the city and weighed on everyone's heart.

At the end of October 1777, winter at Abetus came earlier than every year.

The city is in chaos, the bustling commercial street is deserted, the bustling financial port and banks are empty, men wear coats and hats, women wrap scarves and children, people gather in cafes and bars and other public places .

They discussed everything that happened from last night to the day, and in the end, all the discussions fell on one person.

Duke Dressel.

"Don't worry everyone, no matter what kind of enemy it is, the Duke can help us solve it." Someone said optimistically, and his words aroused the approval of most people. Some older people took the opportunity to talk about all things Dressel.

From his birth and growth, to his acquaintance with Prince Louis, when he became famous when he was young, until he became the Duke of the kingdom, and then silently guarded the city and the country.

20 years.

For many people living in Abetus, 20 years is too long, so long that people have become accustomed to the existence of Dressel, and they even subconsciously believe that this person cannot make mistakes or fail... …

Not even dead.

No one thought about Dressel's departure, and no one knew what their life would be like without this pillar of the kingdom.

Slowly, the tense and anxious emotions of the crowd gradually became stable, and they even subconsciously ignored the sadness that surged in their hearts not long ago, and they turned to discuss the earthquake a few blocks away.

Talking about those poor people who were affected, some citizens related to the people there showed sympathy and sadness. At this time, there will also be speculative businessmen secretly discussing the material reserves of Abetus for the next period of time.

They are going to send a disaster money.

There are good sympathizers, cold outsiders, base speculators, and so on.

But when most people were preparing lunch, light curtains lit up in every corner of Abetus, and Charlotte's pale and sad face appeared in front of everyone.

"It's Princess Charlotte!" Everyone discussed, "It must be to announce what happened last night."

"What princess, that's our Queen!" someone corrected.

Since Charlotte was announced to inherit the throne and took over the ruling power, Charlotte has shown the qualities of an excellent heir. The future new queen is still loved and supported by her heart.

"Citizens of Abetus, citizens of Elam, here I want to tell you a piece of sad news..." With reddened eyes, Charlotte took a deep breath.

"My teacher, Duke Dressel, one of the twin pillars of the kingdom...he left us forever."

"Leave us? Where is he going? It's cold, is he going to the south for vacation?" Some belatedly asked with doubts on their faces, but at this time, someone had already seen from Charlotte's wording and the expression on his face heard the truth of the matter.

But at the moment when they got the news, most people didn't have any expression on their faces, and the first thing that popped up in their hearts was bewilderment and disbelief.

"It happened like this..." Charlotte suppressed the tears in her eyes and faced the crowd. She was not Dressel's student, but the future queen of this country.

In Charlotte's narration, most things are restored one by one. She talked about the conspiracy on the celebration day, the battle attack that night, and also mentioned the bloodthirsty incident that happened in the recent period.

In the end, all the clues converged, disaster struck, and Duke Dressel tried his best to turn the tide. Only at this moment did people understand the truth of the matter and the conspiracy of the church.

"That's impossible!" A middle-aged man in a long woolen trench coat, a top hat, and a delicate beard retorted loudly.

"The Duke will not die, how could he leave?"

"It's a lie, it must be a lie!"

Similar scenes were staged in every corner of the city. Some people questioned and some people abused, but when everything subsided and the dust settled, all that was left for everyone was sadness from the bottom of their hearts.

On this afternoon when the snow fell, the entire Abetus was silent.

At this moment, somewhere far away from Abetus, Ferdinand and Ugo are observing everything happening in the city through a supernatural prop.

"Drexel is dead?!" Ugo looked surprised, and he glanced at Ferdinand, "Do you believe it?"

"I'm... not sure, it's very likely a lie." Ferdinand thought for a while and replied.

The two looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes. They still remembered the tragedy that happened to Ertan when they left not long ago. The terrifying and tyrannical ancient god was defeated by Dressel's attack. A single head remains.

If they hadn't made preparations in advance and immediately stayed away from Abetus, they might have died there like Ertan by this time.

"This must be fake news, Dressel's conspiracy!" Ferdinand said in a deep voice, "If he is really dead, there is no need to announce the news to the public. What they are doing now is as if they are directly informing us. Same."

"But if he didn't die, why didn't he chase us out to find our trace?" Ugo put forward his own idea.

"He was injured, very seriously. Ertan is a true ancient god, and he can rank in the forefront even among the power users. It is by no means comparable to those in the world behind the door. After all, Dressel is just At the seventh level, killing an ancient god like this must pay a heavy price."

"In addition, do you remember that when Dressel attacked, rows of figures appeared behind him, and the sadness that filled the entire city at that time, I doubt that he could only burst out in Abetus Such power, otherwise there is no way to explain his strength." Ferdinand continued.

"So the real reason is that Dressel is seriously injured and can't leave now."

"What you said makes sense." Ugo nodded, "What should we do now? Just go back like this, or send someone into the city to test it out?"

"It's definitely not possible to go back directly." Ferdinand hesitated, "Find a way to find out, if Dressel is seriously injured, we need to know how badly he was injured, this may become one of our Chance!"

While the two were discussing, Sigmund, who fell into a coma, found himself in a strange place.