Chapter 1316: Chapter 1315: Spiraling Out of Control
"Will the government intervene?"
Someone quietly raised a question.
Mr. Jeruno shook his head, "They won’t interfere with what happens next; this is a domestic issue of other countries. The Federation Government will not get involved..."
He smiled as he spoke, "At least we won’t know if they do!"
The person asking the question seemed to have realized something and nodded, without continuing to ask anything further.
The Federation Government not intervening openly means that after a few years of peace, Nagariel may face a large-scale escalation of conflicts!
Actually, this escalation of conflict won’t hinder the capitalists from extracting profits, nor will it disrupt the Federation Government’s plans in Nagariel.
Over the years, with various policies implemented, it appears that Nagariel’s society has become stable and harmonious, but in reality, many conflicts are temporarily covered by positive social changes.
Being covered doesn’t mean they don’t exist; when these conflicts, opposition, and tensions accumulate to a certain extent, they will explode!
Suddenly explode!
Before it unexpectedly injures everyone at some unknown time, triggering it in advance actually provides more benefits than losses to the capitalists and the Federation Government!
Addressing these issues when they don’t pose a threat is actually very simple; various mature political systems have their own ways.
And next, after a very brief chaos, Nagariel might welcome a much longer period of peace!
This is also to prepare for future wars; these conflicts should not erupt during the critical moments of war.
An outbreak now doesn’t pose any problems.
During wartime, when industrial productivity is critical, if the Federation’s "factory" suddenly halts, the impact on the Federation would be indescribable and would be an absolute disaster!
Finally, Akumal, who started being mythologized as a spiritual leader and increasingly threatens Federation governance, disappeared from Nagariel.
In society, those who stand in opposition to Federation people and Federation interests will naturally be separated during this turmoil, some conflicts will be squeezed out, perfectly!
As for what the Nagariel people lost...
No one cares, and no one is concerned!
As they left the inconspicuous company, Drag invited Lynch to his home for a visit.
Lynch hesitated for a moment and agreed.
Drag’s home is located in a newly developed upscale community with beautiful scenery.
Because it’s far from the city center, the view here is not only good but also very expansive.
However, in terms of price and status, it will never surpass the Half Mountain villas.
Upon entering the house, Drag’s family came out to greet them, possibly informed by Drag about Lynch’s visit, and all important family members were present.
Having lived in the Federation for some time, they integrated into this country more quickly than Drag.
In fact, the Federation is very young, so these young people are more receptive to certain aspects of the Federation Society.
By now, they understand what wealth represents in the Federation, each ensuring they show their most perfect smile.
Lynch stood in front of them, reaching out to shake hands, while they slightly bent their waists, their eyes fixed on the ground an inch in front of Lynch’s toes.
"Long time no see, everyone is very enthusiastic." After shaking hands, Lynch and Drag went to his study.
The servant served excellent coffee and then left, leaving just the two of them in the room.
Drag smiled, "It’s reassuring; they’ve matured a lot since coming to the Federation..."
There’s no choice, surrounded by those unsettling-looking special agents, combined with Federation Society’s rejection of them and the fact that they are no longer the ruling class.
After repeatedly hitting obstacles in this society, they’ve finally learned to tuck their tails and behave.
This isn’t a derogatory term, actually.
At least it taught us what growth means!
"This time..." Mr. Drag pondered how to begin, "...I’m not quite sure how to express it; actually, I hope to do something."
"I’ve been reading, following newspapers, attending some classes; I know to succeed, one must demonstrate value!"
"I want to contribute something to what’s happening this time..."
"I’m familiar with the situation over there, so are my sons; perhaps..."
His speech no longer held the unquestionable authority he had as Provincial Governor in Nagariel; the uncertainty in his words made them sound very "tentative."
Not false, but lacking the confidence to directly refuse any request without finding an excuse.
Lynch shook his head, "Drag, we are friends, so I don’t mind speaking frankly."
"No matter how many years you live in the Federation, whether it’s ten or even dozens."
"In our eyes, you remain the former ruler of Nagariel; you’re not a Federation citizen."
"Look, they can accept it so easily, not because I’m really outstanding, but because in their eyes, I’m first one of their own."
"Then I had money, and I became a rich insider."
"You’re different. You, your children, your family, no matter how wealthy you are, you’re still ’outsiders.’
"It’s best to do nothing; that’s the safest."
Drag sighed after hearing this, "I was presumptuous..."
"I’m glad you asked me before doing anything, it saved us both from some awkwardness."
Lynch came quickly and left quickly; Akumal’s death greatly shocked Drag.
From what he understands about Nagariel, Akumal’s status and influence have actually exceeded that of past Provincial Governors and are very famous internationally!
But such a person, called a Saint, a Saint Sage Master by many, someone with great influence in international society, the Federation people said kill him then killed him!
Brutal, cold, and... domineering!
They don’t even talk reason with you, didn’t communicate with Akumal at all, nor tried to solve the problem in the negotiation way Akumal advocated.
Their method of solving problems is only one, which is to eliminate those who create problems!
This made Drag very nervous; he’s not much greater than Akumal, meaning that when the Federation people... don’t need him, they can kill him anytime, anywhere!
After watching Lynch leave, Drag summoned his youngest daughter.
A nineteen-year-old girl, she doesn’t quite look like a Nagariel native because her mother isn’t from Nagariel.
She is mixed-race, when foreigners were still called the "third privilege class," Nagariel’s privileged class took pride in marrying foreign women.
As if conquering foreign women physically meant they weren’t afraid of foreigners at all!
The dignity they lost among foreigners was regained from these foreign women.
Her skin is wheat-colored, looks a bit darker than Federation people, but very healthy.
In recent years, Federation therapy has become popular, with various therapy institutions everywhere; some people even take pride in tanning.
Scientists have repeatedly said that therapy might cause various diseases, but people don’t care; they just like beautiful things!
A nineteen-year-old girl, healthy and lively, a mixed-race with noble bloodline looks very beautiful.
Looking at his daughter, Drag asked a question that shouldn’t really be asked by a father, "If I ask you to serve Lynch, would you do it?"
The simplest way to win someone over is to offer them something they like.
Money, power, or something else.
Lynch didn’t realize Akumal’s death put great pressure on Drag; he hadn’t considered Drag’s feelings. He once had some value, now he’s just an ordinary wealthy Federation citizen, no longer valuable to Lynch.
No value means he won’t benefit from Lynch, but it also means Lynch won’t harm him, at least not without reason!
By now, more than an hour has passed since Akumal was assassinated, and the Eldest Prince and his men finally arrived at the seaside, but...
They gazed as far as they could, but in front of them, there wasn’t even a boat, let alone a speedboat.
The Eldest Prince’s eyes were somewhat vacant; behind him, cars, motorcycles, cars, and even people were running not far away!
They surged forward like tides; the Eldest Prince turned and looked, then charged toward the sea.
He doesn’t want to die, at least not now.
He doesn’t dare gamble whether this group will kill him; he can only find ways to create more chances to survive!
A group of people rushed into the sea, and shortly after, some cars also drove directly into the sea, and more people began to step into the water...
Ten minutes later, the Eldest Prince and his group were captured.
Akumal’s longest-serving disciple quickly arrived, angrily glancing at the Eldest Prince and his men, sternly demanding, "Why did you kill the Saint Sage Master?"
The Eldest Prince knew he’d been betrayed by the Federation people, his long calm inner emotions again turning turbulent.
He had been deceived, betrayed once more!
Since they won’t let him live well, he won’t let them live well either!
He was about to speak when suddenly a stone flew from somewhere, hitting his head.
The next second, the sky began to spin, everything before him seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, the Eldest Prince’s vision darkened, he passed out.
At the same time, the crowd erupted with cries of "Kill him to avenge the Saint Sage Master!"
When Akumal was around, these people might have maintained relative calm under his charismatic personality and mysterious power.
But at this moment, no one constrained people’s thoughts, combined with emotions and atmosphere, the Eldest Prince and his followers were torn apart by the furious crowd without getting a chance to speak!
However, some news began to spread among the crowd.
That is... this assassination might be related to the Federation people!
