Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

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When the carriage with the Bresley family crest drove onto the street, the sky had just begun to turn pale, with a hint of dark purple in the gray.

If it were a normal day, the holy city of Jourlanda should still be immersed in the unique tranquility of the early morning: the morning mist was light, reflecting the dawn; the morning wind was cold, even the earliest birds and animals were reluctant to leave their warm nests, only chirping lazily from time to time; the morning light was not yet bright, the gods had not yet opened their strange eyes to gaze at the earth, and only the most shameful criminals would wander the deserted streets at this time...

Usually, this was a time when even the most eager heretic inquisitors were reluctant to show up, not to mention the already lazy guards.

But today, it was another strange scene.

The shops along the street were still closed, but the streets and alleys were full of people. Most of these people were poor civilians in the city. Their clothes faded and were patched after repeated washing, but they were still neat, as if they were trying to maintain their last dignity.

They had dark circles under their eyes, which was the fatigue from not sleeping well. The expressions on their faces were different - angry, fearful, uneasy, confused, or excited... They stood in groups on the street, discussing something obvious in a low voice. When they saw the carriage of the Bresley family passing by, they all stopped discussing at the same time and stared at the moving carriage quietly, but their eyes were full of contempt and hatred.

Leto was startled, closed the curtains of the carriage, retreated into the carriage, and stayed away from the window. But only a dozen seconds later, the mixed-blood cat beastman couldn't suppress his curiosity, and opened the curtains again, secretly looking at the scene outside the window through the gap between the curtains and the carriage window.

As his eldest brother said, the strange dream last night was fierce and affected almost everyone in the city.

As the carriage drove, Leto not only saw the civilians gathered together and talking in low voices, but also saw the servants of the rich families walking through the crowds and asking for news, while the rich people were wearing luxurious nightgowns, standing at the windows of the mansions along the street, furtively checking the movements of the outside world...

The panicked soldiers rushed out of their homes, not even noticing that their armor was not fastened, and their panic was obvious.

A storm was brewing, and no one knew whether this storm would pass by gently or destroy everything with a crushing blow.

The carriage of the Brisley family quietly turned a corner on the street and slowly stopped in front of an empty dark alley. The door opened silently. A few seconds later, a figure wrapped in a hooded cloak rushed out from the shadows deep in the alley and jumped into the open carriage.

Leto closed the door, and the man took off his hood. It was Blaise.

The carriage moved forward again, smoothly as if it had never stopped here.

Leto in the car asked anxiously: "How is it?"

"The situation is a bit bad." Blaise said, "Everyone had a similar dream, but the perspective was slightly different, but the dream was just a ignited fuse. Now the emotions of the citizens have been ignited, and our political enemies have seized this opportunity.

I heard that several other cardinals are preparing to join forces to impeach you. They have been coveting the property and interests of our Bresley family. You know this better than me." [. 3. 】,

"The old man is very bad." Leto muttered, "Every day he only talks about my bloodline, as if their stupid descendants will do better than me. What are they going to use this time?"

He paused, carefully studied the expression on Bryce's face, and said in surprise: "They are not stupid enough to question the decision of God? This is the crime of blasphemy and apostasy!"

Bryce shook his head: "God will not make mistakes, but those who work for God will. They will try their best to shirk the responsibility of God and put all the blame on our ancestors. But don't be too afraid, I have made some arrangements."

He took out a space pendant from his arms: "I have sorted out and copied several copies of the evidence hidden at home. The original is contained in it. You keep it.

If anything happens, this is our reliance on turning over.

As for the copied evidence, I have handed it over to my confidants, and they will follow my instructions and send it out at the appropriate time.

The current situation is still unclear. If those If the old man attacks you, you insist that this is a dream made up by the demons to sow discord and kill loyal people. If they insist, ask the Inquisition to investigate, and at the same time retreat to the satellite city.

Leto, you have been operating Pizroel for many years. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is located at the intersection of several important roads. You can attack or retreat. The Dark City is full of good and bad people, and there are countless intelligence being transmitted and sold there...

When the time comes, you will ask Irode to send those wandering people to The people, spread the news everywhere, and when public opinion is on our side again, it will be time for us to attack.

I have made arrangements with the Inquisition. My confidants will find the opportunity to secretly disperse our subordinates and forces that we have quietly cultivated for many years. Even if we fall for a while, it will only be a temporary retreat. As long as our power is still there, we can make a comeback! "

"Sir, we are almost at the Pope's Palace." The driver's words came from the front of the carriage, "There are many poor people outside the Pope's Palace."

After hearing this, Leto lifted the curtains a little and looked out secretly. He saw that the gate of the magnificent palace, which had never allowed the poor to approach, was now surrounded by many ragged refugees. When they saw the carriage coming, they not only had no intention of retreating, but instead picked up the baskets they were carrying, took out the smelly objects from them, and threw them at the carriage!

Leto's cat eyes shrank suddenly, closed the window and shrank into the corner of the carriage. The next second, there was a constant sound of bangs, and the driver's shouting and whipping came from outside.

And a foul smell rushed in from the cracks in the door and window and drilled into Leto's sensitive nose. The cat's pupils suddenly shrank into a thin line, his ears stood up, his hair exploded, and a rumbling deterrent sound came from deep in his throat.

"Ahhh! These unruly people! They, they actually threw... this kind of filthy thing at our carriage!" Leto pinched his nose and cursed. Unfortunately, because of pinching his nose, his curse was nasal, not only did it not have any shocking power, but it sounded like he was acting like a spoiled child.

Bryce hugged his furious brother into his arms and pinched the cat ears on Leto's head, both to comfort his brother and to suck a wave of cats without making a sound.

——I don't know who was really comforted.