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Chapter 1217 - 830: The Fool_2

This is like setting an example for the whole world, telling those nobles who still haven’t figured it out.The Night Watchers are not joking.

Shake these chaotic thoughts out of your head.

Ovid quickly signed his Rune Seal on the Magic Scroll and handed it to the messenger.

"Use the fastest hawk magic communication, and also send someone to the City Lord’s Mansion to read it in person. Tell them that the moment Hamilton’s signal flare rises, it marks the start of the defense of White Stone City, we don’t have time!"

He looked outside the door. Cedric and his "Defenders" team had all mounted the five Land Birds armed to their beaks.

The powerful Land Birds let out high-pitched calls, iron hooves striking sparks on the stone slabs.

"For Order! Move out!" Cedric’s shout was like a war drum.

The five men and their five steeds turned into a stream of steel, charging out of the city gates towards the direction of Hamilton Town in the south, like arrows leaving the bowstring, rushing to aid.

Meanwhile, inside White Stone City, as this lightning-like emergency command was issued, the entire city would, after a brief moment of shock, be plunged into a frenzy of panic and urgent mobilization.

The echo of the Night Watchers’ highest emergency order still echoed over White Stone City, spreading panic like ripples from a stone thrown into a pond.

However, in this tidal wave of city-wide tension, not everyone chose to stand together.

Just as previously anticipated, there were always fools who couldn’t see the situation clearly, with the nobles being the first offenders because their interests had indeed been severely offended.

Even if they weren’t that foolish, considering the infringement on their interests and the potential consequences, they had to respond.

In the west of the city—inside Viscount Lucius Vayne’s mansion.

The atmosphere was completely different.

This noble, known for his cunning or greed, was roaring at his butler.

"Fools! What Void Rift? It’s just an excuse for the Night Watchers to seize control of White Stone City! Immediately, move all the food and medicine in the warehouse, especially those Holy Waters, deep into the cellar.

"The price, triple it, no, quintuple it—this is a golden opportunity to make a fortune."

However, the Night Watchers’ supply speed was notorious, trying to cash in at this time could only be described as foolish.

The guards nearby thought his mind was really starting to go amiss.

The butler looked troubled: "Master, the Night Watchers won’t care about what’s in the warehouse. Moreover, their order... states that obstructors will be considered traitors and accomplices to the Void invasion..."

"Nonsense!"

Viscount Lucius’s fat face reddened with excitement, spittle flying, "Who do they think they are? A bunch of mudslingers from the outside. The Vayne family has operated on this land for three hundred years! Do they dare move against me? Get to it right away! Send more guards to watch over the warehouse!"

Almost simultaneously, outside the City Defense Command, an Earl at odds with the Night Watchers—Malcolm Blake, was trying to forcibly break in with a team of fully armed family private soldiers.

"Step aside! I want to see the commander!"

Earl Blake shouted angrily at the Night Watcher members and city guards blocking him, "The Night Watchers have no right to mobilize my private soldiers. Who knows if they’re trying to use this as an excuse to weaken our family’s strength? The Void? Ha!

"Who knows if that ’Rift’ is their own trick? I demand to confirm the military situation myself."

The private soldiers behind him drew their swords, the atmosphere tense and on the verge of breaking, attempting to assault the temporary defense line formed by a few city guards and Night Watcher administrative staff.

Panic-stricken citizens watched from afar, whispering, and chaos brewed.

Yet, the Night Watchers’ response was far quicker and more ruthless than these nobles living in dreams of past power could imagine.

Perhaps many nobles only wanted to take this opportunity to push the Night Watchers back a little, to take a breather from the usual pressure.

But clearly, there was no such opportunity.

Just as Earl Blake’s private soldiers attempted to shove the Night Watcher clerks, several figures appeared like ghosts at the edge of the conflict scene.

They were members of the combat team left behind at the White Stone outpost, who had just received the "Standard Emergency Kit"—containing not only Weapons but also simple protective charms and Purification potions against Void contamination.

The team captain, a man with a resolute human warrior face, didn’t waste words, his glance coldly sweeping over Earl Blake and his restless private soldiers.

With his hand resting on the sword hilt at his waist, his voice wasn’t loud but pierced through the tumult:

"According to the ’Night Watcher—Void Emergency Act’ and ’World—Covenant—Collective Defense Treaty’, your actions have constituted disobedience during wartime and incitement to rebellion, threatening public safety and suspected collaboration with Void invasion. Last warning: lay down your weapons, step back! Otherwise, we will take forceful measures!"

"You dare!"

Mouth still defiant, but heart faltering, Earl Blake shouted.

The response was the decisive gesture of the warrior team captain: "Confinement Array, target: armed assailants!"

The two Night Watch Mages behind him raised their hands instantly, activating their pre-made spell models on the spot.

Pale golden energy chains shot out from the ground like living serpents, precisely binding the ankles and wrists of the private soldiers attempting the assault.

The chains, glinting with Order Runes, immediately suppressed their power, leaving them immobile, their Weapons clattering to the ground.

"You... you!" Earl Blake was furious yet also frightened, pointing at the Night Watchers, shaking with rage.

It wasn’t even the Night Watchers’ territory, yet they dared to act directly, without hesitation.