As Zhang Ge got up to leave, the female noble finally reacted from her confused thoughts.
The teachings from her childhood, the experience accumulated over countless years, and the instructions from the elders of her family were all mixed together to form her extremely inertial worldview.
As a result, when she now faced an event that couldn't be handled with existing experiences, her thoughts still moved forward a distance under that kind of worldview.
In the first instant, her rationality revolved in her mind, searching for every bit of political resources and strategies that could be mobilized, but in the end, when everything was displayed in front of her, only denial and despair were left in the feedback that her remaining rationality gave her.
The demeanor that had been cultivated for a long time had penetrated deep into her bones. Even when her mind was blank, her movements from a seated position to standing were still smooth and clean, without making a single noise.
However, the previous inertia of thinking plus the current cumbersome posture also made her miss the last opportunity.
Just as she wanted to step forward and try to explain, a skinny noble with a monocle hanging on his eye socket appeared unhurriedly in front of her, blocking her sight with his body.
"Oh, to trouble you for some time, in recent times… it seems to be three hundred and seventy-nine Standard Terran Years ago, a certain noble of House Agamemnus borrowed about 300,000 Throne Gelt from me. Although it has been settled, I now suddenly remember that there may be a dispute over the calculation of some of the interest. Why not discuss it with you now?"
Other nobles didn't have the courage to get involved in this vortex, but they had the courage to devour the corpse, and they had a lot of it.
As for affection? House Agamemnus had been rooted in Deadwood Sector for so many years, so of course, they had some affection with other nobles, and there were countless marriages, but how many people still believed in this set after being hive nobles for so many years?
Although they didn't deny that a small number of hive families who valued loyalty were willing to put themselves on the line for this kind of thing, for the group of hive nobles, most of whom were profit-seeking animals, affection was considered when the two sides were evenly matched and there wasn't much difference. The side that was more closely related to them was relatively more reliable, so they could stand in line more confidently.
But now, since the only difference between House Agamemnus and the morgue was that the former was likely not to be very peaceful, then don't blame other nobles for being opportunistic.
By the time this female noble remembered to summon the guards and forcefully opened a passage in the middle of the nobles who were gradually piling up around her, Zhang Ge had long disappeared.
Of course, he wouldn't stay here any longer.
After dropping that sentence earlier, Zhang Ge, while getting up and leaving, also notified Isis to bring a fighter and guard to pick him up. After failing to seek death many times, Isis was currently temporarily serving as Zhang Ge's sword-fighting instructor in the guard. Because he was good at fighting, he was actually mainly responsible for Zhang Ge's personal defense. The squad leader was mainly responsible for coordinating the strategy and tactics of the entire hundred-man squad.
However, before Isis arrived, just as he returned to the foyer where the cars were parked, Zhang Ge ran into Amilia.
Zhang Ge looked at her expression and realized that she might not be in a very good mood right now.
Was it because she had witnessed the luxury here? Or did she hate the nobles' style?
Although Zhang Ge guessed several possibilities in his mind, none of them were actually close to the truth.
She had witnessed these scenes countless times in Amilia's previous career. Although seeing them once more would still cause emotional fluctuations, it was far from the point where it needed to be shown on the surface.
The main reason her face was ugly was… in such a short period of time after coming to Deadwood Sector, she wasn't present twice when Zhang Ge needed her.
You can imagine what it would be like if a Seraphim Sister was guarding a sacred relic, but when it was transported to a certain section of the road, she was not present during the two attacks.
The first moment she saw Zhang Ge, Amilia stopped her momentum. Because of the sudden termination of high-speed action, the air she was carrying swelled, and her voice then sounded:
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. It's just that the nobles here are not very friendly, and I'm worried that it will affect the subsequent operations."
Before Amilia could answer, another voice rang out from another direction:
"I didn't expect the situation to be so serious even here."
It was Oston's voice, but he wasn't alone like Amilia. There were several Space Marines with him.
However, it was now Zhang Ge's turn to be a little confused:
"Situation?"
"Well, this matter should be kept secret, but since there are only a few of us, it doesn't hurt to share information."
Oston thought for a while, as if he was organizing his words. He should be confirming which parts needed to be kept secret and which parts were okay to say:
"In short, deep in Deadwood Sector, in the bunkers and fortresses built by many nobles, a large number of nobles have fallen into the abyss of destructive forces because of the doomsday orgy. We originally thought that the nobles here who provided the Titan formation were in a relatively optimistic situation, but judging from your description..."
Huh? Seriously, is it necessary to associate it to that extent?
I also want them to at least retaliate against me before they die. Wouldn't it be a bad thing if you determine the nature of the matter?
Zhang Ge's brain was running fast, trying to make up for it:
"Well, even so, I don't think we can make a hasty decision. Even if some nobles themselves deserve to die, involving the entire Governor family will affect a large number of resource allocations, local soldiers still fighting on the front lines, and servants who have lived off the family for generations."
After Zhang Ge finished speaking, Amilia also said to Oston:
"The war situation was so bad before that you should have already completed the Martial Law on these people, but now, what I see is still a system in extreme chaos."
Hearing these unfriendly words, Oston glanced at her, but he wasn't angry. After all, what the other party said was indeed the truth:
"Unless in extreme circumstances, Space Marines should not interfere in mortal affairs."
"So, can it be considered an extreme situation now?"
Although Oston's voice wasn't low as a champion, when it came to issues such as politics, he took the initiative to hand over the power to answer to the Imperial Fists Captain he had seen earlier.
While the number of Space Marines who rushed over gradually increased, rudely taking over the area's defenses and disarming those guards, the Imperial Fists Captain didn't reply in words for the first time. He just nodded calmly before speaking:
"After just calming down for a short time, they began to engage in political infighting again. It seems that they just let my words flow past their ears. Even if there is no corruption, I think it is necessary to take tougher measures like the Ultramarines to avoid problems in the subsequent coordination of resources."
Watching the few people finalize the matter in a few words, Zhang Ge, the instigator of the incident, was unconsciously distracted, thinking about where to go to facilitate the Agamemnus family's final stand.
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