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At the end of January, Zuwo launched a large-scale security purge without warning. The goal of the purge was to strictly investigate a series of problems caused by the poor management of the prisoner-of-war camp.

It is said that this incident started because a handsome male operator of the General Association Asset Management Company was accidentally molested by a prisoner of war who was raped in the dock area. The incident escalated and eventually caused dissatisfaction with the general manager Carmen.

In short, the camp management team headed by the branch admiral Barto was severely criticized by the branch president Eddie in public, and the vice president Aziz issued an announcement in due course, encouraging local residents to frame up... No, they actively provided clues. The African branch will pay heavy rewards according to the level of clues, and the time limit is... one day.

In just 16 hours, a total of 337 thefts, 152 robberies, 922 injuries (including verbal and physical), 242 indecent assaults and 43 rapes were reported, spanning 13 years.

65 cases were finalized and 848 cases were initially verified, involving 1,132 prisoners of war.

On January 30, the day of the Great Judgment, a total of 17 people were hanged on the rack outside the POW camp, all from the Zuwoyuan administrative system, and another 1,026 people were convicted, of which 1,003 were from the Sultanate Navy.

In this turmoil, Manzeli was suddenly brought before Lorraine.

Zuwo Executive Hall meeting room.

As the hall where Shek originally entertained guests, it has the emptiness of Arabian architectural standards.

Its main color is white, and the dome and walls are sporadically decorated with shining gold leaf, which looks magnificent.

There are many similarities between Arab architecture and ancient Roman architecture in the interior layout. They both like to use arc-shaped high ceilings and thick pillars to divide the functional areas of the room. , you can sing and dance, hold banquets, gather when necessary, and even use torture.

The host and the guests all sit on the floor, with smooth marble as the base and height, and then covered with fur and cotton mattresses, which is soft and comfortable both visually and sensorially, but relatively, it lacks solemnity and propriety.

Manzeri was brought in, and first saw Talar, who also belonged to the prisoner-of-war camp, in the middle hall.

He is the father of the fourth princess and the grandfather of the sixth prince. It was through him that Manziri knew that Muscat was panicked because of the destruction of the Bargara guards, and that the princess and the prince had fallen into the hands of the British. news.

Beside Talal are the captured Princess Amina and the sixth prince,

The young prince shrank behind his mother and looked around curiously. The clear eyes of the child made Manzeli heave a sigh of relief, at least he could be sure that they had not suffered any inhuman abuse during their captivity.

Four people were sitting sporadically on the guest seats on both sides of the central hall, chatting and laughing.

On the right seat was his nephew Aziz, who had brought disgrace to the family. Next to Aziz was the British logistics admiral Barto.

The left seat is that terrible Masilla tyrant Eddie Garman.

This cruel executioner takes pleasure in whipping slaves, and these days he has spent a lot of time instituting trumped-up charges for slaves. He doesn't know when, maybe he will set off a new round of tyranny.

Next to Eddie was a familiar-looking young man with curly flaxen hair and a fat face.

This child has sharp eyes and shows good upbringing in his gestures. More importantly, Manzeli found that he always restrained his edge intentionally or unintentionally. If it was really a subconscious behavior, the future of this child would be limitless.

Finally the Chairman... Manziri narrowed his eyes.

There were two people on the chairman, also leaning on the soft couch, talking and laughing, turning a blind eye to them in the middle hall.

Manzeri knew both of them well. The younger one was Lorraine Drake, the leader of the British invaders and the president of the Drake Chamber of Commerce. The slightly older one was the young general of the Sultanate Miao Honggenzheng, Mi Roy Ben Hasadi, Commander of Lani Castle and Chief of the First Regiment of the National Defense Force.

Since they are joking, then...

Roy, did the disloyal family finally betray the Sultan?

Roy smiled with disdain: The Hasadi family has been slandered for hundreds of years. We have been fighting, but we have never been trusted.

You know why the Sultan doesn't trust you! Manziri stared angrily, But you should also know that the only ones who don't trust you are the Sultan and the nobles. In the Sultanate, the Hasadi family enjoys honor!

That's the honor of the Imam, the honor of Allah, not Hasadi's. Roy stroked the silver cup in his hand with his fingers, Forget it, you, a foolish and loyal old dog, say no to this kind of thing. Clearly, it is not me who wants to see you today, but Mr. Lorraine.

Lorraine... sir?

Lorraine thanked Roy by touching his chest with an inexplicable smile.

I'm still thinking about how to properly start the conversation. Mr. Roy's introduction really helped me a lot.

He sat up, crossed his legs and swept across the people in the middle hall: His Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, Your Excellency Marshal and...

Eddie added on the side: Your Excellency Talar, he is a nobleman.

...Your Excellency Talar. Lorraine shrugged as an apology, It's not the first time I've met you all, but I seem to have neglected to introduce myself before.

I'm Lorraine, Lorraine Anason Drake, an Englishman, the president and chief admiral of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and the temporary culprit who invaded the Muscat Sultanate, your master.

It's been a long time since you left the center of the Sultanate. Your Excellency Marshal was captured on the 6th, 24 days, and the other three were captured on the 13th, 17 days.

The current Sultanate has changed a lot. In order to facilitate future exchanges, please allow me to briefly review the information with you.

On January 13, Mr. Bashar Hassadi, on behalf of our chamber of commerce, reached a consensus with Mr. Roy that Milani Castle was neutral. We launched an attack on the coast fort and successfully destroyed this unfriendly line of defense.

On January 18, your respected old Sultan died, by...

Slap!

Lorraine's introduction was interrupted at the beginning, and Talal sat down on the ground, his eyes were dull and his face was pale.

The Sultanate...is dead?

What a spiritual cognition...

Lorraine spat secretly, and put on a pleasant expression: Your Majesty Talal will probably be disappointed, the Sultanate is still there, and so is Muscat.

But you just said...

Talar! Manzeri's dignified voice descended from the sky, We don't know anything, so shut up and listen to Mr. President.

Lorraine thanked him for the second time, this time to Manziri.

Returning to just now, the beloved old Sultan died on the night of January 18th. The method and place of death are unknown, but the information we have collected is that the second prince Dilaman killed his father in a coup.

Another bombshell before Talal's ass came up and fell back down hard.

But this time it wasn't that his feet were soft, but that Manzeli held him down abruptly, using this action to suppress his desire to ask questions.

No one interrupted, Lorraine was sorry.

He cleared his throat: Prince Dilaman took the scepter on January 19, Jalali Castle was declared neutral, and Prince Elamankh was imprisoned.

On January 22, Sultan Diraman personally conquered Milani Castle. Unfortunately, my friend Mr. Bashar died in battle, but with our assistance, Mr. Roy defended the castle and avenged the old Sultan. Sultan Dilaman... the battle is over.

Boom!

Needless to say, Talal's aging butt fell for the third time, and this time he was pulled up by the old and strong Manzeli, and then fell down again.

Lorraine no longer expects to be interrupted.

Mr. Roy has now become my friend. His condition is that my sailors are not allowed to set foot on all the land belonging to Muscat except Milani Castle. I agree.

But Muscat did not calm down because of this. On January 23, the fourth prince Selis entered the palace and called him Sultan Selis.

On January 25, the third prince Sharma and the fifth prince Nasser occupied Marut Castle, were declared treason, and the Sudanese Guard split.

On the 26th, the eldest prince Elamanhe escaped from prison. On the 27th, he and the Jalali family were declared treasonous.

This is the status quo of the Sultanate. From the 18th to the present, you lost two sultans in 12 days. The princes split into three groups, each occupying dangerous areas, and I, or we, did not support any party, nor did we Muscat makes any aggressive moves.

This is the fate of losing order and restraint!

Lorraine turned her head and smiled slightly at Roy who was a little dazed.

Innocent people are suffering in Muscat, where wars are fought every day and every street is turned into a battlefield.

Yesterday, the communication ship of Milani Castle sent me a message. In a few days, we have accepted more than 300 refugees, penniless and naked.

Mr. Roy can't stand the suffering of his loyal believers. He wants to restore order in Muscat and asks for my help.

So I found you, honor and blood, compassion and mercy, majesty and loyalty, wisdom and courage.

Mr. Roy hopes that you can save Muscat, which is about to collapse. For this reason, he is even willing to abandon Milani Castle, and exile the family and his army to the mountainous and desolate Batinai region.

His virtuousness convinced me, Prince, Princess, Your Excellencies, his virtuousness convinced me whether to stand up for the chaotic Muscat, I look forward to your answers.

Lorraine stood up, and Roy stood up after thinking for a while, followed by Eddie, Pierce, Aziz and Barto.

Lorraine smiled and said, This conference room is temporarily handed over to you. You can call no more than ten people to discuss together. Please let me know the result after two hours.

Wodarl, I look forward to your solemn decision.

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