Capítulo 1875: Chapter 891: Chaos in Tavelan (Part 2)
“Even if I am the Lord of Tavelan City, there is no way to easily convince them.”
Lord Palado did not beco the richest person in Tavelan by chance; he spoke on behalf of the residents.
In fact, he was one of those most unwilling to have Gaven move these military supplies.
In his eyes, these military supplies were bargaining chips.
They were chips preventing the Felen Allied Forces from easily abandoning Tavelan, ensuring imdiate assistance here.
“Let’s go out and see.” Gaven did not argue much, leading the way outside.
Palado and Yalusai followed closely behind, and as the trio approached the dock area, they heard the tumultuous shouts.
“Oppose sending military supplies to the City of Usr, oppose abandoning Tavelan; this is the cowardly behavior of inaction.”
“Oppose retreating without a fight; we must hold on to Tavelan and defend our holand.”
“These military supplies are ant to support our Cesk Kingdom in resisting the Tukan People; none of you can take them away.”
“The City Lord is here, the City Lord is here, the City Lord is here.”
“City Lord, you are the highest ruler of Tavelan City; how can you ignore them taking away the military supplies ant to assist Tavelan? This is an act of inaction.”
“Lord Palado, we pay you so much tax every year so you can support so many rcenaries, not to do business, but to protect our city, you cannot just do nothing.”
“Lord Palado, it’s ti for you to give back to this city.”
Countless residents of Tavelan erged from all directions, completely surrounding the north dock warehouse district. Initially, their slogans were quite chaotic, but the main idea was to prevent Gaven’s War Chariot Legion from removing the military supplies from Tavelan.
The demonstrators from Tavelan were diverse, consisting of n, won, young and old, though the main force was young people in relatively simple clothes. No matter where, these passionate young folks are the easiest group to be manipulated and incited, especially under the guise of justice and fairness.
These residents of Tavelan were clearly still rational, showing reverence to the War Chariot Legion’s colossal animals and war chariots. The opposition was only verbal and ford a human wall passively blocking them, without attempting to forcefully impact the War Chariot Legion’s chariots.
Upon seeing Gaven’s trio, they directly turned their hostility towards Lord Palado Ryan, fiercely criticizing his inaction, rely watching the War Chariot Legion take away such crucial military supplies.
Becoming the focus before Gaven was clearly beyond Lord Palado’s expectations. At minus tens of degrees, his plump forehead was covered with dense sweat beads as he took out a silk handkerchief to wipe, his eyes rapidly darting around, evidently considering a counterasure.
Gaven’s imnse spiritual power instantly enveloped several nearby blocks, observing coldly, he quickly noticed many peculiarities.
These residents of Tavelan seed chaotic, but their speeches clearly followed a pattern.
Those initiating the shouting would shrink furtively within the crowd, essentially shouting a couple of phrases to stir emotions among others before quietly retreating into deeper crowds, switching places to continue stirring emotions elsewhere.
In such a chaotic situation, ordinary people had no way to discern the situation, directly being led by the nose.
Although verifying his suspicions, Gaven did not have a good thod to deal with it for the ti being. His opponent this ti was extrely adept at manipulating people’s hearts. If given the chance, it could exacerbate the contradiction; he could only take it one step at a ti, first observing how the Lord of Tavelan would respond.
“Quiet, quiet, quiet.” Lord Palado twisted a ring on his hand, enveloped in a Magic Aura. Although the sound didn’t noticeably increase, the transmission range increased by a hundredfold, enough to cover most of the dock warehouse area.
The opulent equipnt on him were not rely decorations, but possessed magical effects.
“Quiet, everyone quiet, Lord Palado is about to speak, let’s see how he plans to respond?”
Those with ulterior motives were ostensibly helping Palado calm the situation, but more so fanning the flas; all eyes focused intently on Lord Palado.
If his response failed to satisfy the residents of Tavelan, even if not torn apart on the spot, it would be extrely detrintal to his continued governance.
Lord Palado was keenly aware of the risks, sweat dripping increasingly on his forehead; however, he couldn’t retreat from the situation, clearing his throat to continue: “Beloved citizens, I sympathize with your feelings.
Because Tavelan is also my ho, my subjects, my estate; everything that is dear to is here.
I, like you, do not wish for this city to suffer any losses.
If we could repel the enemy at the gate, I would never allow them the chance to attack our city, nor would I let them approach our city at all.
However, the enemy is too strong, their power far exceeds the scope of what we can resist on our own; we must rely on those benevolent individuals to jointly resist this formidable evil power.
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