Terra Calendar 1591.01.26.

10:40:56pm

Edici Federation Bay State.

Night shrouded the Gulf State of the Edici Federation, and there was a damp and cold atmosphere in the air.

This state is famous for its green forests and ancient institutions of learning. At this moment, under the silent night, Dome College, one of the most famous eight evergreen colleges in the federation, is being affected by a sudden emergency.

shrouded.

Diwu~diwu~diwu~

In the night sky, a few faint starlights shone on the ground through the gaps in the dark clouds, reflecting the flashing red and blue lights of the federal police car.

Police cars were parked in rows around a building in the college, like a blockade, strictly isolating the entire area.

Yellow tape was stretched around the building, warning anyone without permission to stay away.

Outside the isolation zone, heavily armed state police officers and members of the anti-terrorism force in charge of the investigation bureau were standing ready. Their eyes were alert and sharp, and everyone's movements were full of tension. Their fingers were clenching their weapons, ready to respond to any possible emergency.

hair condition.

High in the sky, several helicopters hovered at low altitude, and the roar of their propellers echoed like thunder in the night sky.

The helicopter carries a [reality stabilizing anchor] for thaumaturges. This advanced equipment emits a weak blue light to suppress any unstable energy fields.

These devices are fatal nemesis for those thaumaturges who manipulate reality and space, ensuring that the situation will not get out of control due to interference from thaumatology.

The atmosphere outside the building was solemn and solemn. The cold wind blew by, causing the corners of the uniforms of the police and special forces to sway slightly, and the metal equipment made a slight banging sound, adding a bit of chill to this tense environment.

On the ground, the six board members of the First Federal Savings Bank and the financial beast holders of various financial institutions were mixed in the team. Each of their faces was full of serious expressions, their brows were knitted, and their eyes were staring heavily.

looking at the interior of the building.

Financial beast holders are followed by their own financial beasts. These creatures of various shapes carry some mysterious power and look particularly strange and majestic in the night.

And among these people, there is one person who stands out the most.

He was the president of the First Federal Savings Bank, Ralph C. Alfred.

The agent of [the first financial behemoth, Iuppiter].

He looks to be in his early fifties, tall and straight, with a resolute face. His hair is already slightly gray, but it is carefully styled into a neat back.

His face has clear lines, an angular chin and slightly sunken cheeks add a bit of a cold temperament to him; his eyes are deep, his pupils appear a cold blue, and his gaze is as sharp as an eagle; his clothes are meticulous, and his body is

Wearing a well-tailored dark blue three-piece formal suit, a white shirt with a straight collar without any wrinkles, and a dark blue tie that was knotted just right. In the left pocket of the suit, there was a piece of silk.

Handkerchief, the color of the handkerchief complements the tie.

One of Ralph's hands was in his suit pocket, and the other hand was holding a delicate silver cane. The top of the cane was inlaid with a smooth obsidian, emitting a faint cold light.

"President, the men in black went too far this time. They killed President Dudley! He was one of [Jupiter's] capable people, how could they..." A board member said indignantly

Accusing Ralph of the sins of heaven.

"That's Sophia Wright." Ralph interrupted the board member with melancholy, "The former president of the Ethics Committee of Heavenly Kingdom and the current member of the decision-making meeting - 0-02."

"I know, but even if he does this, he can't kill Dudley," the board member gritted his teeth: "As one of the three vice presidents of the First Reserve District, he is the most likely to completely succeed him in the entire federation except you.

[Jove]'s capable man was killed by that woman right under our eyes, how could we remain indifferent."

The board members looked at Ralph, with unsuppressible murderous intent in their eyes, "If you think that if the nine members of our board of directors vote in favor of financial liberation and apply for the drum of liberation from the Federal Reserve Board members, then it will be a miracle.

It’s also impossible to leave the Federation completely.”

In the Edici Federal Reserve System, each regional Federal Reserve Bank (such as the First Federal Reserve Bank) has a president and a board of directors, both of whom play different roles in the bank's management structure and interact with each other.

Interdependence and mutual supervision.

Each Federal Reserve bank's board of directors consists of nine members who oversee the bank's operations and, to some extent, the president.

The board of directors has the power to appoint and fire the president, but the appointment of the president must be approved by the Federal Reserve Board.

They are regional interest representatives: Board members, usually composed of representatives of local banks, businesses and the public sector, ensure that the bank's policies and activities are consistent with the needs and interests of the regional economy.

The president is responsible to the board of directors and implements the board’s strategies and policy directions.

However, the governor has broad autonomy in specific operations, especially in monetary policy and bank operations; the governor is usually elected by the board of directors and approved by the Federal Reserve Board.

Federally, the president is required to work closely with the board of directors to ensure that the bank's operations comply with its supervisory and management standards.

In the extraordinary realm, in the relationship between the president and the board of directors, the former is yang and the latter is yin.

When the two parties come together, and with the approval of the top official of the Federal Reserve System, who is responsible for leading the Federal Reserve Board, they sound the drum of divine liberation for the twelve financial behemoths on [Financial Street] - representing the will of the country.

A miracle will be born.

"The chairman of the committee will not agree to go to war." Ralph shook his head. "The war preparation resources consumed by each drumbeat are paid for with the future of the entire federation. The sacrifice of an individual is not enough for the committee to use the entire future.

resources.”

"Is this the end of it?" the board member said reluctantly.

"We won't let it go like this." Ralph's falcon-like blue eyes flashed with a cold light, "Compromise is a political art - when we compromise to the Kingdom of Heaven, they must also compromise to us.

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After Ralph said this, he ordered to the people around him:

"You all stay where you are and don't move. No one can do anything without my order."

After giving the order, Ralph walked toward the entrance of the building alone.

His steps were steady and calm. There was silence inside the building. The administrative corridor was empty. The light shone softly but coldly on the floor, making his figure slender.

The air in the corridor seemed to have frozen, leaving only the slight echo of his leather shoes when they came into contact with the ground.

Soon, he walked through this long corridor, and a huge room door in front of him opened automatically and silently.

Without any hesitation, Ralph walked in expressionlessly.

This room is obviously a core area in the building. It is spacious and luxurious. There are exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls, and the furniture and decorations are arranged in an orderly manner, showing the order and tranquility that this place once had.

However, among the intact buildings and furnishings, there was an unexpected presence - a male corpse lying quietly in the center of the room.

Ralph's eyes scanned every corner of the room, finally stopping on the body.

He quickly recognized the identity of the corpse. It was his subordinate, Dudley.

Dudley's death was not as horrific as outsiders imagined, and his body was intact.

The corpse was lying flat on the ground, with his hands clasped together on his abdomen, his eyes closed, and his expression peaceful, looking as if he had fallen into an eternal sleep.

Ralph's eyes stayed on Dudley's body for a moment, and then he turned to another corner of the room, where a disturbing presence stood.

It was a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with an ordinary appearance, rough and dark skin, and seemed incompatible with this luxurious environment.

She was wearing a broad shawl with a dark color that complemented her overall temperament; she was wearing a simple hat with a very low brim, covering part of her face but revealing her eyes.

Extraordinarily sharp and calm.

The most eye-catching thing is her hands, which are tightly wrapped in a pair of black gloves.

The gloves do not look like ordinary leather products, but are made of some special material. The surface has a faint metallic luster and seems to have unknown functions.

The design of the gloves is complex and precise, with fine seams extending from the fingers, as if each finger can independently operate some kind of precision instrument; there are detailed rune carvings on the edges of the gloves, and those runes follow the slight movement of her fingers.

And there is a faint light, which contains some ancient and mysterious power.

Ralph C. Alfred stood in the center of the room, his eyes firmly fixed on the woman standing in the corner.

His expression gradually changed from cold to respectful. Then, he bowed slightly and saluted, with respect and caution in his tone:

"Long time no see, Ms. Sophia."

0-02 slowly raised his head, his slightly ordinary face appeared heavily shadowed in the weak light.

Her eyes were slightly narrowed under the shadow of the hat brim, and her gaze was as sharp as ice.

She looked Ralph up and down, as if she was remembering something, and then, a hoarse voice flowed from her tight lips, with a trace of imperceptible mockery:

"I haven't seen you kid from the Alfred family for a long time. Last time I saw you, you couldn't even hold a sword."

When Ralph heard this, his expression remained unchanged and he just nodded slightly, his eyes still maintaining calmness and self-control.

He straightened up, his tone mixed with a hint of memory and reality:

"The last time I saw you, you were with Mr. Aaron... We all know, everyone knows, that you have been acting with Mr. Aaron."

His words carried a sense of testing and confirmation, as if he was stating a well-known fact and reminding the other party of some hidden truth.

The air in the room became more tense at this moment, as if even the light was frozen in the confrontation between the two.

Ralph paused slightly, as if waiting for Sophia's reaction, and then he continued, his voice low but clear:

"Everyone in Terra knows that 0-02 never appears separately from 0-01, and even if they are separated, your body is not the real body."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room became even colder.

0-02 Looking at the former brat, he has grown from an unabashed young man to the current first president of the Federation, shouldering the honor and heavy responsibility of his family.

"You really want to kill me."
To be continued...