When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 960 - 325: Aleister: Am I also a person of the Red Chancellor?

“——A grave incident has occurred, Your Highness!”

Prince Xiyaldo’s trusted Astrologer, Mr. Fenrir, suddenly stumbled from one end of the corridor to the other, his voice quivering in panic: “An incident has occurred—Have you gone to sleep yet, Your Highness?”

It was nearing dawn, and Aleister, having had a drink, was preparing to go to bed when she heard Fenrir’s alarmingly tremulous shouts from outside.

…What’s going on?

At this hour, Fenrir should be doing his stargazing. Could it be that he has divined some crucial intelligence?

Her brow furrowed slightly, feeling a bit of irritation at the unexpected interruption to her plans…

That’s the uncontrollable irascibility inherent in the body of the Son of the Moon. Aleister fought hard to suppress the urge to destroy something, then changed out of her nightclothes and put on presentable attire.

Just in case, she still held the little raven close in her arms.

When Aleister stepped out, the impeccably dressed Honey Badger was standing silently at the door, a presence of which Aleister was completely unaware.

The Honey Badger nodded slightly to Aleister, and the two proceeded side by side to Prince Xiyaldo’s bedroom.

The door to the bedroom was not closed at this time, yet there was absolute silence inside. As they arrived at the doorway, Aleister symbolically knocked on the door, indicating her arrival.

Prince Xiyaldo had changed into his clothes and was sitting at the table pouring himself a cup of hot milk. Beside him, Fenrir was restlessly fidgeting—it was a literal case of restless sitting and pacing, as if he was waiting for someone.

It was not until Aleister and her company arrived that Fenrir sighed in relief.

“The two of you are here,” Fenrir said urgently, “May I speak now, Your Highness?”

“Please, go ahead, Mr. Fenrir.”

Prince Xiyaldo nodded slightly and turned back to explain to Aleister: “I thought you both would come, so it’s better to explain things at once. That way, there’s the least chance of misunderstanding.”

“Something truly grave has occurred—I was doing my routine star-gazing tonight when suddenly I saw an ominous portent appear out of nowhere!”

Fenrir’s lips were deathly pale, his fingertips trembling.

He emphasized as much as possible: “It’s a portent of disaster unlike any I’ve seen before—the whole Star Antimony will plunge into chaos and war!”

“What exactly did you see?”

Prince Xiyaldo asked patiently, “Tell us everything in detail.”

“I saw that the Sons of the Moon at the Red Fortress have lost their minds—they murdered Count Doane, and through a sacred ritual, lifted the Banquet Master into the sky, and now they have started a terrifying purge of anyone who tries to attack the Sons of the Moon!” Fenrir struggled to say.

At this moment, Aleister’s expression turned momentarily bizarre.

…What does this mean?

Did the Red Chancellor take the fall willingly?

No, to be fair… didn’t I do these two things myself?

Aleister touched the raven somewhat awkwardly.

…Am I with the Red Chancellor now? When did this happen?

But this Astrologer, capable of seeing parts of the future, failed to decipher Aleister’s expression; instead, he was striving to describe the terrifying future he had seen, highlighting it to create an atmosphere of importance: “I also saw that our King will die in this upheaval!”

“What?”

Prince Xiyaldo was stunned for a moment, then became serious, “What exactly did you see?”

“It’s the Red Chancellor—he personally killed His Majesty the King, then gave a speech, rallied all the Sons of the Moon in the country to start a civil war!”

Fenrir’s pupils quivered slightly: “The Association and the Academy both sent out troops in resistance, but in reality, they hoped to seize power through conspiracy. At this critical moment, both the Spirit Summoning Tower and the Black Chancellor remained unmoved!

“I also saw that the whole Star Antimony was engulfed in an unprecedented civil war. It was just like the falling apart of the once-great Helasal Empire.

“The civil war started by the Daffodil Territory came to an abrupt halt; the entire duchy and the Resistance organizations joined the Red Chancellor’s camp, and then the entire Black Hawk Domain followed suit—in fact, the Black Hawk Domain’s controllers had already been infiltrated by the Sons of the Moon under the Red Chancellor’s command. The previous war of suppression proceeded slowly only because they were putting on a play with the Daffodil Territory!

“Following that, even the Holy Nation got involved in this chaotic war.

“Those priests, leading the unemployed populace coupled with the mercenaries of the Black Hawk, began to attack banks, strangle Goblins;

“The Botanists, who had been pushed to the extreme by the Alchemists, also defected to the Sons of the Moon, hoping for their help in revenge against the Royal Alchemy Association. With the Botanists’ requests, the Sons of the Moon who controlled the security forces launched a coordinated assault with the fortress and the Sons of the Moon.

“And those Alchemists had absolutely no backbone and no unity. Facing the Red Chancellor’s forces, which had a significant advantage, they could be said to have collapsed upon contact. They surrendered almost the instant the battle began, with even many Alchemists deserting before any engagement…”

Fenrir, wearing a helmet-like pair of glasses with multiple lenses, murmured on continuously as if in trance about the horrific future he had seen.

At the beginning, Prince Xiyaldo’s brow was still deeply furrowed, as he actively faced the difficulties, trying to think of solutions.

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But the more he listened, the more his scalp tingled with numbness, and he completely abandoned any thought—if the situation in Star Antimony was truly to become this chaotic, then human efforts alone would be insufficient for a turnaround. Even as a Prince, Xiyaldo could not guarantee his own safety…

Undoubtedly, if the Red Chancellor were to succeed in seizing power… just in case, they would certainly consider eliminating all of Valentine VII’s children.