I Have a Dice Left by a God

James and the others are not afraid of challenges and death; this is the source of their Celestial Principle School's power, it is their path.

Any path is covered in thorns. Courage alone is not enough; great wisdom is also needed.

"Prince Achilles, you were in charge of this case. Do you have any conclusions?" James surprisingly did not lose his temper.

Everyone was already prepared for this. With his volatile temper, he often roars, and people have long been accustomed to it, waiting for him to finish venting his anger. They secretly call James the "Mad Dog Grand Scholar."

A dog that shows its teeth doesn't bite.

Achilles shook his head in frustration, "Everything that needed to be done is now finished, and the dossier has been submitted to Father. Such major decisions, of course, rest with Father and the Cabinet to discuss; I'm just the executor."

James nodded, "Then today's meeting is concluded."

After he spoke, James took the scholars and left. Once they had walked away, the hall immediately became lively, the reserved atmosphere vanished, "Your Highness, where are we going to play later?"

"Play? Do you think His Highness is like you, only knowing eating, drinking, and playing? His Highness is evaluating the public sentiment."

"Look at my stupid mouth, that's why I want to follow His Highness and everyone. Only then can I learn more and improve."

"Your Highness, is Didia really going to duel with Simmons? Are they going to fight to the death?"

Duels are primarily about winning or losing, with death as a possibility; a death match means that life and death must be decided.

"It's a duel."

Everyone unspokenly revealed a sense of regret, not settling life and death seems a waste of an opportunity. Simmons is quite annoying, not due to anything he's done, but simply because anyone not in line with them is an enemy. Their thinking has always been very clear.

"You all play; I don't have that kind of leisure. Only after the case is closed can I relax."

The group praised him again. His Highness doesn't play, but it doesn't stop them from enjoying; there is nowhere more fun than Hedan, this is the benefit of abundance.

***

Ultimately, Anthony's case still requires the King to make a decision. In the past, the King couldn't touch certain privileges involving a particular class's interests.

But things are different now, times have changed.

Li Xin took good care of young master Simmons, and went home late at night to work on his manuscript; he's decided that no matter what, he needs to properly discuss the issue of better treatment with Christie. She's like Count of Monte Cristo!

If... she dares to seduce him, he would certainly show her what "wishful thinking" means, a simple push, and she'd fall!

Li Xin found slightly proud of the fact that he was even more expensive than the Count of Monte Cristo.

Early in the morning, breathing in the fresh air, Li Xin arrived at old Morton's stand; breakfast must be filling and good. Surprisingly, the usually quiet dining vendor became thrillingly animated, everyone's eyes seemed hungry enough to consume a person. Old Morton's knife rhythmically chopping on the board, someone holding the Hex Bird Report loudly reading aloud with a voice full of anger and excitement.

Li Xin listened for a while and knew the Nasser Clan was going to be stripped of skin if not dead; despite the entrenched influence of the nobility in Hedan, from his understanding, the nobility here have an unimaginably glorious history and power, but he understands more clearly the power of media, and the change Hex-Tech brings is a change of the times, even the mightiest force cannot oppose the historical trend. Abundance has already given the people of Hedan a great foundation for ideology, and Hex-Tech has transformed these foundations from quantitative to qualitative changes.

The president wants to be the person who fires the starting gun for this era's change; who could be supporting him behind the scenes? He thinks even Count George lacks such bravery, is it the sage Prince Oliver, or the fair Ola the Eighteenth?

Shouldn't the Hedan Daily be the one to fire the shot? What role did Night Patrol play in this matter?

Li Xin, after all, has a different vision and perspective. The small wreck of the Bird Society is indeed sailing—such strong winds and waves could easily lead to shipwreck and disaster.

Gulping down a bowl of soup, wiping his mouth, and looking at the excited crowd, he seemed to be in a tide where change was about to begin; he also raised his arms along with them. What the Funeral Attendants dared not do, the Night Patrol dared, and any hero who changes the world is worthy of respect.

Maybe someday he too will be illuminated by such light.

The morning mist has still not cleared, yet Hedan is bustling; this will also be the first time in Hedan's history to feel the power coming from the Bird Report.

Everyone who received a Bird Report felt anger, commoners, wealthy, nobles, men and women, young and old, people from all walks of life, anyone with some humanity and sense of justice found it impossible to suppress the flame of anger within, driven by either belief or law.

Li Xin also read it, the reporter wrote well; Anthony itself is full of malfeasance, and in this era, there is an inherent tolerance for many aspects of nobility. Highlighting the helplessness and misery of the victims, along with Anthony's arrogance, triggers emotions; Rilong has abundant combat experience in this regard, the Bird Report brought this advanced experience to this fertile land.

The leading nobles in the cabinet hold an absolute majority, even Ola the Eighteenth must consider the entire noble group's opinions, but in Hedan City, in the Moncalleta Kingdom, they are a definite minority.

An overwhelming crowd surrounded the Nasser Clan's estate, rotten eggs and spoiled lettuce were hurled in like rain, and the entrances of the Council Halls in various districts were surrounded by angry crowds, as were the Funeral Attendants' sites. The city guard arrived quickly to maintain order, to prevent clashes and malicious incidents, but did not restrain the protests and cries of the people, who had only one demand: a public strict punishment for the culprit.

The Cabinet convened an emergency meeting.

The current head of the Nasser Clan, Duke Carter Nasser, in his forties, still appears robust and youthful, with an inherent noble aura always slightly lifting his chin. But at the moment, his expression is exceedingly grim. A group of vile commoners was conniving to besiege his estate, sowing rumors, causing trouble, downright lawless behavior; in the past, they would have been degraded to slaves.

"Hex Bird Report dares to engage in reckless discussions about national affairs, stirring up the populace; this is Rilong's desecration of the great Moncalleta Kingdom, these people deserve to die!"

Duke Nasser's aim was straight at the Hex Bird Report, though he hates those viles to death, issues have to be resolved one by one.

"Duke Nasser, what the Hex Bird Report published are facts, and this is merely one case. Hedan Daily reported on it too. This incident is part of the aftermath of the Inner Demon case, not considered beyond boundaries. I recall Hedan Daily once hinted at Prince Achilles's amorous affairs. Come on, the Prince can be reported, but a heinous Viscount cannot?" James said with a smile.

A moment of enlightenment, if you don't get angry, it's the opponent who does instead, that's James for you. Yesterday's meeting suddenly enlightened him, or maybe he completely abandoned impractical fantasies, gaining a more definite strategy. For someone like him, once the brain enlightens and finds the right method, the transition is smoother than anyone else.