Chapter 78

The night is deep, the wind and rain are more cruel.

Port Tulun city hall, the top floor of the venue smoke burning.

Led by modle Jone Wales, six of the seven member committee in port TURUN, together with the mayor of port TURUN city hall, the speaker of the City Council, and more than 100 members of the Council, as well as the heads of various departments of the city hall, 200 or 300 people gathered here, each with a cigarette in hand, puffing like a chimney.

Three major generals of the Imperial Army, with no expression, were sitting behind a long table in the middle of the rotunda.

There was a glass of water in front of them, only a glass of water.

More than 100 soldiers surrounded the conference hall and stood in awe against the wall.

Outside the main gate of the venue, in the spacious corridor, were also full of heavily armed imperial soldiers. People outside are not allowed to enter. If people in the venue want to go out to the bathroom, they will be accompanied by dozens of soldiers.

Modle had in his mouth today's unknown major general, tearing open the envelope and pulling out a letter from it.

The three major generals got together, read the information on the letter carefully, and then they nodded.

A colonel turned and pointed to the dry, bald little old man dada: "dada Ron Haydn, Claude Ron Haydn is waiting for you outside. You can have a good talk with him

There was a sudden puff in modle's face.

Dada's expression suddenly relaxed and then quickly tightened.

All the old men in port Tulun were staring at dada one by one.

Without a word, dada left his seat and quickly followed the two colonels out of the conference hall. The atmosphere in the meeting hall suddenly became as if it was solidified. The hearts of modle and others were heavy, as if a mountain was pressing on their hearts.

The five members of the Committee of seven, who were still in the field, looked at each other quickly.

In their hearts, dada has been labeled as untrustworthy. At this critical juncture, dada was able to leave the assembly hall, and he was able to meet his brother Claude

The Haydn family's reputation in port Tulun is not very good. They have always been known as "conspiracy calculation". What they are good at is selling partners and making huge profits.

Modle took out a mixed cigarette again. He bit the cigarette violently and disorderly.

After not knowing how long, the gate of the assembly hall was pushed open by violence again.

A group of imperial soldiers, a team of church knights, this strange combination strode into the hall.

"General, we've been ordered to arrest the heretic carjon Jung Kaban." A captain in charge saluted the three major generals and said out loud the shocking words.

There was a great deal of confusion in the assembly hall, and countless people were horrified to look at the confused contemporary master of the Kaban family, Karon Rong Kaban.

The same bald, the same short, but chubby and chubby, with a happy look, carjon Jung Kaban pointed to himself stupidly: "me? Heresy? No, no, no, you must be wrong... "

Several church knights rushed to Caron's side, pulled out their swords and put them on his neck.

A church knight was extremely rude and unreasonable. He swung his sword and hit him heavily with his heavy hilt on his shoulder. All of them heard the sound of bone fracture. He howled and knelt on the ground.

Modle and others suddenly turned pale!

They looked at each other nervously - Duchess Ross, actually joined hands with the church?

The idea of putting all his eggs in one basket came into being in modle's mind.

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