Chapter 394

394 Turbulent Undercurrent

Dorothy’s POV:

However, I quickly thought it through. I shouldn’t be fooled by their act of filial piety and loyalty. If they were truly one, they would be working together to overcome this crisis instead of fighting each other with ulterior motives.

To the Crown Prince, the president, and the other mayors and nobles who weren’t present, the Elf King was more of a political symbol than their family or monarch. Whoever controlled his sleeping body would occupy the high ground of legitimacy.

Therefore, they would never agree to this plan. First, they were afraid that I would hurt the elven King. Second, they were afraid that this plan would work. In this way, the interim government with the group of elders as the core would undoubtedly gain more support and stronger legitimacy from the outside world. Then, wouldn’t other forces that wanted to seize power lose their chance?

They were more likely to take this opportunity to doubt the interim government’s ability and then try to stir up chaos to fight for the power of ‘feeding’ the Elf King.

Everyone hoped to use the King to command the vassals, but it could not be stopped once the dispute started. Even if they did not have the heart to fight for power, everyone caught in the whirlpool had to rack their brains to protect themselves in this internal struggle. In this way, who would have the energy to spare for the external threat eyeing them covetously?

As I thought about this, I suddenly felt a sense of pity for the King lying on the bed without feeling anything. Did he exchange his life for the ending he wanted? Would he regret his decision to sacrifice himself to save the elves when he saw his descendants and his former subjects forget about the safety of the elves to fight for power?

Soon, both sides finally revealed their true intentions.

“We have no intention of questioning any of the government’s decisions, but as a member of the elven race, when your decision concerns my King, I have the right to question the safety of your decision.”

The hypocritical face of the higher-ups in the Council made people feel uncomfortable. “We have to know what risks are hidden in this matter, what the purpose is, and whether it will bring any hidden dangers to His Majesty.”

As soon as he said this, the guards he brought with him raised the long spears in their hands aggressively, and the Crown Prince’s men did not give way. Obviously, they would immediately force the palace to rebel if the Council of Elders did not agree. The palace guards immediately became alert when they saw this. The two sides were in a confrontation with murderous intent, and it looked like a fight was about to break out.

The Great Elder wasn’t made of mud. Seeing this situation, his face also sank. “Are you all planning to rebel? His Majesty is looking at us from his bedroom! Any member of the elf race should unconditionally obey the decisions of the interim government. This was the royal order of His Majesty before he fell into a coma. Suppose you are truly as loyal as you claim. In that case, you should always remember His Majesty’s teachings and immediately withdraw this group of arrogant people who dared to brandish their weapons outside His Majesty’s bed chamber!”

I gave Selma a real-time report of the situation here. She mercilessly commented, “Well said, very imposing. But isn’t this imposing behavior shown a little late? If he had such determination to face those forces eyeing him covetously from the start, he wouldn’t have to face such a chaotic mess now.”

“Do you think these people will listen to the Great Elder and leave?” I asked.

“What do you think? Who would be afraid of a tiger he knows has no teeth?” Selma asked in return, “This so-called ‘top-secret’ plan was leaked so easily. Either there’s a mole in the Council of Elders, or the Council of Elders can’t control all the movements in the palace. If even we can see their distress, the others must be well aware of the Council of Elders’ powerlessness.”

It was just as Selma had said. Although the soldiers had put away their weapons, the Crown Prince and the president did not leave just like that. They seemed to intend to drag out the battle with the group of elders.

The Council of Elders had no way of driving them away. First of all, most of their forces had been sent out to search for the cultists. Second, once this matter was blown out of proportion, more and more people would know about it, and it would be even more challenging to clean up the mess.

Suddenly, the president turned to look at my father and me.

“If I’m not wrong, this should be related to the two of you, right?”

The president was a man with a gentle and delicate appearance. Even with the werewolf’s aesthetic sense, he was very approachable. However, his current gaze was like a venomous snake hiding in the dark, ready to bite me at any time. This destroyed his gentle temperament and made me vigilant.

This person came with ill intentions, but before I could say anything, my father stood before me. “It’s confidential, Your Excellency. Without the permission of the interim government, we can’t tell you the specific details.”

So, the matter returned to the Council of Elders. The Great Elder looked extremely tired. I kept feeling that he wanted to quickly send a meteorite to smash the palace and destroy everyone so there would be no more mess.

The current situation was not looking good. The Crown Prince and the president had made it clear that we would mess this up no matter what we did. We really only have a little time left. It was almost dawn, and I didn’t know how long it would take for my vision to find the information we wanted.