Chapter 986 The Prelude to the Storm

The last day of August.

A heavy rain just happened yesterday, which brought a little coolness to the hot summer. The rising sun was not too dazzling, the weather was clear and cloudless.

There is nothing special about the millions of residents living in Northrier today.

In the morning, people ran away from home and started their day.

The streets gradually became lively, cars were running and pedestrians were everywhere; the children in the school read aloud with the teacher in unison, some people were praying in the church of the gods, the machinery of the factory was started, the workers on the assembly line looked numb, the farmers worked in the manors and farmlands outside the city, and the shops were on duty to entertain guests.

All living beings did not notice the clues of change.

Some people who are more concerned about current affairs will only talk to the people next to them about holding a plenary meeting of the Empire today after reading the contents in the newspaper.

The theme of the meeting was to establish a campaign committee and arrange the election process for the new consul.

Most people have no interest in discussing this, and in their opinion, there is no suspense for the next consul.

No one is more suitable as the consul than His Excellency Rennes Augustus!

In the past decade, everyone has seen the achievements of the consuls. The empire's territory has expanded, businessmen who do business have made a lot of money, the wages of ordinary people have increased, and children from poor families can also enter schools and have the opportunity to become extraordinary people.

New buildings, communities and docks have been built in every city, with wider streets, more and more cars on the road, and living conditions have been significantly improved.

The number of extraordinary people has more than doubled, and its average strength has also increased by more than one level compared to ten years ago.

The city's public security has improved, and the cases of crimes and evil gods believers have been greatly reduced, and even the proportion of blood soul curse has been greatly reduced.

Whether it is the nobles and the rich, or the extraordinary people with power, ordinary people and civilians at the bottom, they all clearly felt the huge changes.

The empire is booming and everything is developing in a positive direction.

This is the best time!

None of the dozens of consuls and emperors in the history of the empire can achieve His Excellency Rennes. If he does not serve as consul, then who is qualified?

Almost no one thinks that the consul will fail to re-election, and that it will take at least four terms!

Only a very small number of people who could reach the upper class of the empire smelled a hint of uneasiness. Under the calm situation, undercurrents seemed to be brewing a terrible storm.

At eight o'clock.

The members of the parliamentary who rushed to the imperial capital from all over the empire arrived one after another outside the castle of Fuberden one after another. Some were waiting at the door, but did not immediately enter the Temple of Truth, and some entered the Council Hall of the Temple and sat in their own place.

Whether it is an old MP or a young new MP, everyone's expression is very serious, even solemn.

There are only twenty or thirty members of the more than 30 imperial congressmen who can attract attention. They are all representatives of various forces. They can contact the top figures of the empire at any time. Behind each, there is a consul or a holy soul wizard, who plays an important role in their own faction.

In the past, many people were surrounded by these imperial MPs who held great power.

Their conversation is the weather vane of the parliament.

But today, inside and outside the Temple of Truth is silent, and the Imperial parliamentarians occasionally whisper a few words, and most of the time they use their eyes to observe their colleagues in the parliament.

The eyes of the MPs were filled with scrutiny, vigilance and suspicion.

"when……"

When there was still a moment before nine o'clock, a magic bell rang out from the Temple of Truth.

More than three hundred seats in the chamber were already full, and the Imperial MPs were waiting for the arrival of the consul and the rotating representatives of the Supreme Parliament.

The next time the magic bell rang, the meeting officially began.

The Hall of Ruling.

Renn walked to the office window and looked at the Temple of Truth where the magic bell came from. He stared for a few seconds, his eyes swept across a magnificent palace north of the Ho Palace, and paused for a moment, where the palace of Rick, the seat of the emperor's throne of the Orionthus Empire.

"This day has finally come."

Renn whispered to himself, turned around and went downstairs without hesitation, and came to the door of the ruling hall amid the admiration and awe of the officials of the Lotus Palace.

Rick's guards surrounded him, and Heskot, who was headed, saluted: "His Excellency the Consul."

Renn nodded slightly, rode Bolchi, who turned into a golden-scale horse, looked up at the sky, and suddenly smiled, "The weather is good today, suitable for big things."

Heskot's eyes changed slightly and he whispered: "Yes..."

"Let's go." Renn waved his hand.

"Abide by the order!"

The team of Rick's Imperial Guards moved, and at the front were four tall knights holding the double-headed eagle flag representing the Imperial Consul. Teams of knights surrounded Rennes in the middle, and the entire team exuded a breath of solemnity and majesty.

Sikalius followed the team in succession with the Extreme Team. The tall and burly Extreme Warriors were wearing heavy power armor, and their powerful aura was trembling.

The consul's team walked out of the Ho Palace, passed through the huge square directly in front of Rick Palace, and arrived at the Temple of Truth on the other side of the square.

Finally stopped in front of the statue of the Magic Goddess.

Ren dismounted and prayed silently in front of the statue, then stepped onto the steps and entered the Temple of Truth.

"The consul is here!"

Heskot quickly walked into the temple chamber, and loud voices spread throughout the hall. Standing at the gate of the temple, the guards under the pillars and around the hall stood at attention, touching the weapons in their hands lightly on the ground, making a bang.

The Imperial parliamentarians stood up and turned to look at the door of the chamber.

The atmosphere was solemn.

Renn walked into the temple hall, and all the Imperial MPs saluted him and watched him pass through the aisle in the middle of the seat. The MPs on both sides of the aisle, whether they belong to the Nethers or the Balanced MPs, all showed respect on their faces when Renn passed by himself.

The members of the Modu faction were filled with worship and fanaticism, just like devout believers.

Rennes walked down the aisle step by step, crossed the front row, and climbed to the rostrum in the meeting hall, where a row of large seats were placed.

He stopped in the middle seat and turned around to face the audience.

"Meet the consul!"

The Imperial parliamentarians saluted loudly.

The consul was elected from the Imperial Council. He was not only a member of the Imperial Council, but also the leader of all the members. He also served as the Speaker of the Imperial Council, was responsible for presiding over the plenary meeting and held the title of "First Member", so his status was far above other members.

Ren raised his hand and said indifferently: "All members of the parliament are exempted from gifts, please sit down."

The Imperial parliamentarians took their seats one after another.

Renn looked at a chair next to him, and soon, an elf figure appeared, with a handsome face, a pair of pointed ears, wearing a light red magic robe, and a white crow embroidered on his chest.

"Master Ma Youfu." Ren said hello.

"Consul."

The Supreme Parliament has a rotating representative every month. He attends important meetings of the Imperial Parliament and generally does not participate in the speech. It is Ma Yoo's turn to take the rotation this month. It is such a major event to establish a campaign committee, so you must attend.

"Master, please sit down." Ren said, "The meeting begins soon."

Ma Youfu suddenly said, "Please wait for a moment, consul."

"What's the matter with the master?" Renn took a deep look at Ma Youfu's projection.

Although it was just a projection, Ma Yofu's true body was far away in Flannis Floating City, just one glance made Rennes's gaze stressed Ma Yofu.

The elf wizard's eyes flashed for a moment, as if he was afraid to look at Renne in a while, and subconsciously clenched his hand.

He took a deep breath and whispered: "I request that the Supreme Council convene an emergency temporary meeting, in front of all the members of the Empire, not to go to the Supreme Palace."

“Wow…”

There was a commotion in the chamber.

At least half of the more than 300 imperial congressmen changed their faces. They were all those who knew the inside story in advance and couldn't help but think: It's coming!

Everyone looked at the consul on the stage.

"Oh?" Renn asked calmly, "Master Ma Yofu, tell me your reasons." Generally speaking, only the three giants of the Empire are qualified to initiate the convening of the Supreme Council, and there must be sufficient reasons, and it is not Ma Yofu's turn.

Not to mention, Ma Yofu wanted to convene the Supreme Council in front of the Imperial MPs.

Obviously, it was prepared.

Ma Youfu didn't say anything, but a low voice responded to him: "I asked for it."

A tall figure appeared next to Ma Youfu, wearing a thick black magic robe, strong figure, shaved head, sharp beard on his chin, majestic face, and showed a tough temperament. It was Tim Kennan, Duke of Grey Eagle.

After his projection appeared, he said: "Today, there will be a major bill related to the future of the Empire, which will be submitted to the Imperial Parliament for voting. The Supreme Parliament will also vote on the spot to make a final ruling."

"Consul, is my reason enough?"

Tim Kennan stared at Renne as he spoke, not hiding his intentions.

Before Renn answered, he received a magical accuse from the Supreme Council. It was from Tim Kennan in front of him, and he had no intention of obtaining his consent.

Almost at the same time, one figure after another appeared on the stage.

Kelstone Duke of Redstone, Congerard Sage, Master Hawy, Magna Duke of Purple Flame, Tuztu, Duke of Black Robe, and Cron Normanthor, who was just promoted to the wizard of the Holy Soul a few months ago.

With Tim Kennan and Ma Yofu, eight members of the Nether and the Balanced Party were all here.

It happens to be half of the members of the Supreme Parliament.

Renn's face was solemn.
To be continued...