The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

The crazy woman's dirty face was covered with tears. She staggered and pushed the guards away. The guards no longer dared to stop her because the people who followed her behind her had murderous looks in their eyes.

After experiencing the bloody incident last time, the guards now know that they must not use force unless it is absolutely necessary. This was repeatedly emphasized and specifically stated by their superiors before this meeting.

Especially on this important occasion today, the transition from the old to the new government urgently needs the trust of the people. If a conflict occurs with the people at this moment, it will inevitably lead to disastrous consequences.

Although they could not use force, they could stop them by shouting. A captain of the guards spoke up at this time:

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Retreat immediately..."

However, before he could finish his words, the pale-faced Wolfang reached out and pulled him, and with his eyes made the captain of the guard swallow his unfinished words.

At this time, Wolfgang walked out from behind the guards.

The crazy woman watched Wolfgang walk out of the crowd, and immediately staggered towards him.

At this moment, she seemed unable to control the expression on her face. She was crying, but the corners of her mouth were stretched as if she was smiling, and her dirty face was twitching.

All these symptoms indicate that she is indeed mentally ill.

But the time that made her mentally ill was not today, it dates back to a week ago.

A week ago, at the same place, when the bloody square riot broke out, the crazy woman Hannah's already neurotic brain became completely confused.

She felt regretful and blamed herself, hating herself for not stopping her sister Bota from going out on the day of the rally.

When she woke up from her sister's bed, it was already dark, but her sister was nowhere to be found at home.

Hannah knew that her sister must have gone to the rally, but when she hurried out to look for her, she heard from the neighbors that a riot had broken out in the square in the afternoon and many people had died.

When Hannah heard the news, her brain was buzzing. She no longer cared about the neighbors' attempts to stop her and ran to the square with cold hands and feet.

But when she finally arrived at the square, she only saw blood all over the ground and corpses that had not yet been collected.

She didn't dare to search among the bodies that had not yet been buried, for she was afraid of finding her sister Bota.

She wanted to find Bota, but she asked every soldier in the square, and got cold answers:

'I don't know, go home quickly!'

She didn't go to look for the corpses after all. She said to herself: "Maybe Bota has gone home by now."

So she ran back home, but no one was there.

She was thinking again: 'Botta should be staying at her friend's house for the night.'

So he left home again and went to every home of Bota's friends to ask, but they all said:

'Botta didn't come to our house. Did she go to the square?'

'Oh my god, that's too bad there today...'

Hannah didn't want to hear these words. She asked everyone she could, but she didn't hear what she wanted to hear, nor did she find the person she wanted to find.

She went to the square again, but the bodies had been taken away and only the soldiers were left cleaning the blood from the ground.

She could only ask again:

'Sir, have you seen my sister? Her name is Botta, she is thirteen years old, about the same height as me, thinner than me, she is wearing a tan dress, her hair is golden, and there are very obvious freckles on her face. Have you seen her? I think she attended the rally today, but she has not come home yet. I am very worried. She is the last relative I have. '

'I'm sorry, I don't know.'

"But I have to tell you, a serious incident happened here today, and you saw it. If she hadn't gone home, then maybe..."

She asked someone else:

'Sir, have you seen my sister? Her name is Botta, she is thirteen years old, about the same height as me, thinner than me, she is wearing a tan dress, her hair is golden, and she has very noticeable freckles on her face. Have you seen her? I think she is at the rally today...'

'A thirteen year old girl...oh my god, this is...sorry, I hate to say this, but I think you have to...'

She asked one after another:

'Sir, have you seen my sister? Her name is Botta, she is thirteen years old...'

'I don't know. Many people died today...'

'Sir, have you seen my sister? Her name is Botta...'

'She should be dead...'

'Sir, have you seen my sister?'

'Go away and don't bother me...'

'Sir, you see my....'

'Go home and stop asking questions.'

Hannah fell to the ground, her tears dried on her face, and she couldn't find Berta, who had disappeared.

She didn't dare to go to the place where the bodies were placed. She thought Berta couldn't be there. Berta must have been frightened by what happened today, so she hid somewhere.

As she was thinking about this, she went crazy.

Her mind became sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy. Occasionally when she was clear, she would cry loudly. Most of the time when she was confused, she would wander around the square like a body without a soul, searching over and over again, but she didn't know what to look for.

At this moment, looking at Wolfgang walking out from behind the guards, Hannah walked up to Wolfgang with tears and laughter, and slapped Wolfgang in the face without warning.

The guards around shouted angrily and were about to rush forward to detain her, but Wolfgang stopped them.

"Don't even move!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a crisp "slap" sound, and Hannah slapped Wolfgang again. Not only did Wolfgang receive a solid slap, but even his hat was blown off.

"Do you know what you did?" Hannah stuck her head out and questioned Wolfgang with a strange tone and a distorted expression.

Wolfgang, whose face was slapped red, said with trembling lips, "I know."

But Hannah no longer had the normal logic of speaking. She suddenly laughed out loud, pressed her fingers on Wolfgang's cheek, poked him hard and said with a smile:

"Look at you, your face is so red, you look like a clown."

"Mr. Clown, is this your stage?"

"I am very depressed."

"I want to hear a joke. What kind of performance do you have prepared?"

Hannah, whose mind was sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy, spoke these seemingly crazy words, which made the officials who came to Wolfgang's side unable to listen any longer. They pulled Wolfgang away:

"That's enough. Stop listening to this lunatic's nonsense. It's time to go."

"You all leave immediately!"

Wolfgang broke free from the officials' hands and said to Hannah:

"Sorry, we..."

But before he could finish, Hannah's face turned angry again and she suddenly screamed:

"Who are you apologizing to?!"

"Who?!"

She turned around suddenly and pointed at the crowd behind her, but the people behind her said nothing and just looked at her with complicated expressions.

Hannah turned around again, her dirty dress was stained with mud and blood, and the original color had long been replaced by dirty red and black.

"Who? Who is he apologizing to?"