I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 128. The Duke Has Good Acting!

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Char jumped onto the table in the middle of the Parliament Hall like a bard with refreshing movements, and the hall fell silent.

The elves stopped quarreling and looked at him in confusion.

At this moment, his half-elf identity came in handy. If he were a human, countless pairs of white gloves might be thrown at him instantly, and he would have to queue up for a solo battle next door until the next morning.

"Who are you? How come I've never seen you before?"

A tall female elf stood out with a doubtful expression.

"Oh, Miss Shalura."

Char bowed elegantly.

"Who I am isn't important. What's important is what I'm going to say next. I'm sure you won't refuse to hear such important information. After all, you've stored 2,400 gold coins and 25 ancient coins in the forest heart's bank. Your father still wants to use it to buy a chance to be promoted to the Council of Elders, right?"

Shalura took two steps back in fear.

Having her secret exposed, she couldn't help but lose her momentum.

Char was right.

However, only she and her father knew about this. Where did he find out?

"W-Who are you?"

Char smiled. His mouth moved but did not make a sound.

However, Shalura understood it. It was a name that gave her nightmares at night!

It seemed there was only one possibility.

Not only did he know about this, but he also knew where the money came from.

As if she had been bitten by a venomous snake, she quickly shrank back into the crowd and no longer said a word.

The people in the Senate were all smart, and they could see that Shalura was in a difficult situation. When they thought about how her family did not have an exaggerated source of income but had such a large sum of money, they were secretly curious about what was going on.

"But this matter has nothing to do with your identity."

Another male elf stood out. He had the temperament of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers. He was quite young.

Char raised an eyebrow.

"Oh... Sir Gales. I know that you're one of Miss Shalura's suitors, but you don't have to be so attentive. She's not asking anymore..."

"You're being evasive about your identity. I'm not trying to please her but to maintain order in the venue."

Gales held his head high, his aura as sharp as a sword.

"Then wouldn't it be better to maintain order if you took off your gloves and threw them at my face?"

Char suddenly squatted down, only ten centimeters from the elf, who was no more than 50 years old.

He smiled and said in a voice the two could hear, "The reason you didn't do this is that you didn't prepare the forbidden medicine, so you don't dare to fight me."

Gale's face turned pale, and he could not help but stagger back. He looked at Char as if he was looking at a demon.

A few years ago, in the same place, another young member of the parliament had a dispute with him and died in a duel.

At that time, the result had set off a wave because Gale had won ridiculously, but the arbitrator had said there was no problem, so the matter had passed quickly.

In fact, not only did Gale use forbidden drugs, but he also bribed the arbitrator to win the duel. His opponent was an enemy he had chosen a day ago, so he was well prepared.

He had thought his plan was flawless, but he did not expect Char to know!

For a moment, Gales also experienced what Shalura had felt just now. He sneaked back into the shadows of the crowd so that he would not be so conspicuous.

Even though elves liked to be under the spotlight, anyone with a secret would be afraid of the pale light. They fear that their disguise would be shot through and the depths of their hearts would be illuminated.

The scene suddenly became strange as Gale disappeared.

Char was a half-elf who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. No one present had seen him before, but two elves who had spoken out were forced to back down.

For the time being, no one was willing to stand out. They all vaguely guessed that Shalura was the same as Gales. The secret in their hearts had been exposed, which was why they had been defeated.

No one was willing to have their secret exposed, thus no one was willing to stand up.

If a person with a clear conscience and no dark history stood out, Char would undoubtedly be thrown out under their lead.

But it was a pity.

There wasn't.

None of the elves standing in the Glory of the Holy Tree were clean.

At this moment, the Duke stepped forward.

"What shocking news are you going to tell us?" He asked calmly.

Only then did the senate members suddenly realize - that's right! This guy said there was big news!

"You're good at catching the point," Char said with a smile.

He stood up again and looked around.

"Do you know where the Council of Elders went?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Then, do you know why the forest's heart suddenly became cordoned off and even erected a barrier?"

Although the crowd was still shaking their heads, this time, someone said, "I seem to have seen the Sunfire Personal Guards move out as well. Is that the same thing?"

These words were like a stone thrown into the water, immediately causing ripples.

"What? The Sunfire Personal Guards?"

"How many people? This is a big deal!"

"You're not mistaken, are you?"

"Silence, everyone."

Char wagged his finger. "This one is right. The Sunfire Guards have indeed been dispatched, and there are as many as 300. Not long ago, they cleared out Prince Alaite's mansion, and the chairman of our Council of Elders and the others are also on standby to assist."

Someone could not help but ask, "What are they doing? Had Prince Alaite's plot been exposed? Could it be that they were smuggling contraband through the Morgenlight Chamber of Commerce? For example, the military fire and the holy tree's sap?"

"Good thinking, but it's much more serious than that," Char praised.

"What? Is it more serious than this?"

"How is that possible? Is he planning to rebel?"

"There's no need to mobilize three hundred personal guards for a rebellion. Even fifty are enough to flatten the prince's residence."

Char allowed them to argue for a while before speaking in a voice louder than the others, "Not long ago, people from the Morgenlight Chamber of Commerce borrowed a sum of money from the bank. It's worth 90 million gold coins."

Although this number made the young elf speechless, it still didn't attract much attention.

"It's seventeen banks, ninety million gold coins each."

As soon as his words fell, the hall became silent.

The dead silence lasted for a few seconds before a sound wave exploded. The sound was so sharp and noisy that it could almost tear the roof off!

"Bullshit! How is that possible?"

"Wouldn't the bank be emptied?"

"This is ridiculous... This is simply a joke!"

However, someone in the crowd sneaked out of the door.

"Miss Shalura."

Char shouted, and everyone followed his gaze. Shalura stopped at the door and turned back in embarrassment.

"Miss Shalura, not only will you be unable to withdraw a single copper coin, but you will also be arrested by the people guarding there for your intention of 'maintaining stability.' After all, such a major incident will cause a bank run. Do you all understand what I mean?"

The young elves naturally understood what he was saying, and Shalura was almost forced back by the stern gazes.

The other elves did have savings, but they were better politicians.

They smelled something unusual.

The storm was coming.

If that was the case, compared to the insignificant amount of money, whether they could grab the opportunity in this chaos was a chance far more precious than gold.

Saxson spoke again.

"Then may I ask, why did he, or rather the planner, do this?"

Char snapped his fingers both for the Duke's acting and the appropriate question.

The two had never acted out the script.

"Good question! Why did they do that? Before we solve this problem, we should discuss who is doing this."