Chapter 171 The Disgusting Medal Ceremony

There are many others who also expressed their thoughts.

Gasol had no choice but to raise his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

shouted.

"Don't worry, everyone! There are no deaths in the city, only a few occasionally, and they are also caused by accidents."

"The Royal Capital Knights have basically brought the situation under control and are now evacuating people."

"We will naturally let you in after it is over, and we will conduct the award ceremony here by the way."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Viscount Gasol continued.

"First of all, item 1 of the medal ceremony, everyone observes half an hour's silence for the deceased!"

Many people couldn't help but staggered when they heard this.

Damn it, uncle, the silence is usually a few seconds, a few minutes at most, why did you suddenly have half an hour?

You can't delay it like this.

But there was no way, no one could resist when the senior leaders of the Special Bureau appeared.

All of them had to lower their heads.

Like a true believer.

Keep saying "Pray!"

[You bastard, you want me to stand here for half an hour even if you die. 】

[What a fool, considering all the blessings you have cultivated in your previous life, you actually asked me to observe half an hour of silence. 】

Everyone is a professional.

How can you not hear it?

Gasol's mustache twitched slightly.

Pretending not to hear anything.

He also bowed his head and began to mourn in silence.

In fact, there was nothing he could do.

I had been notified before taking the stage that the problem in the central area had not been resolved yet.

What if these more than 20,000 Special Affairs Bureau personnel returned to the city and found that all their relatives had gone to the central area?

There will be chaos.

at the same time.

Just on the wall behind the high platform.

A knight leader looked at the scene of silence of more than 20,000 people with a sneer on his lips.

He asked the guard on the side.

"How are the preparations going?"

the soldier replied.

"Everything is ready and a message will be sent to our side once the central area starts."

The knight leader nodded slightly.

"After receiving the news, immediately change the audio and announce the news in the central area of ​​the Royal Capital."

"When the Special Bureau personnel outside begin to attack the city wall, everyone should not resist and evacuate immediately!"

"yes!"

The personal guard then asked.

"Sir, what should I do if I encounter the advance team soldiers during the process?"

There was a cold look in the eyes of the knight leader.

Cold words came out of his mouth.

"kill!!"

"yes!"

Time passed by minute by minute.

Half an hour came quickly, and everyone raised their heads and looked at the high platform.

Sweat broke out on Gasol's forehead.

Haven't received any information yet.

But I can't drag it out any longer.

I had no choice but to pick up the loudspeaker and shout.

"Then we will officially enter the awarding ceremony!"

"Under the supervision of the nine deacons of the House of Lords, on behalf of His Excellency the Duke, I confer honors on all the victors."

The nine white-robed men sitting on the chairs stood up.

Take the hood off.

They are all old men with gray hair.

Many people I know are indeed members of the House of Nobles.

In the event that the Duke is unable to be present in person.

It must be personally witnessed by the House of Nobles and more than 5 deacons to be considered legal.

More than 5 people came this time.

They represent the power of the nobility and the duke respectively, and they have the supervisory role of both parties.

After meeting everyone.

Gasol then shouted.

"Starting from the highest scorer, the awards will be presented in order!"

Many special agents complained below.

Since there is a supervisor anyway, can’t it be over in one go? You have to come one by one.

This was their first time to participate in such a disgusting award ceremony.

The whole process feels like one word.

"drag!!"

As the first person comes on stage.

Gasol first put a badge on the opponent's chest.

Come to the table next to you.

He said pointing to a golden book.

"Sign your name on it!"

This is also proof of title.

It records the place, time, and witnesses of the award, as well as the reason for the award.

And there is also the official seal of the principality.

All you need to do is sign your name with the honoree.

A notebook and a medal represent a noble.

It can be said that the method is quite simple.

Even so, no one dares to imitate it and use it to pretend to be a noble.

The management regulations of the nobility are very strict.

Don't tell me that making these things is a capital crime.

Even if you pretend verbally.

As long as he is caught, he will also be sentenced to death.

Wait until the 5th person.

It was Kurt's turn.

Although Kurt represents the royal family.

But Gasol still greeted each other with a smile, and there was no sign of much hatred between the two parties.

With a genuine smile on his face.

"On behalf of the Duke, congratulations on your obtaining the status of baron!"

"I hope that in the days to come, I can contribute more to the principality, and at the same time, I must ensure the nobles' words and deeds, and do not bring shame to the nobles!"

Got a medal.

Wearing it on Kurt's left chest.

But at this moment.

Kurt suddenly saw Gasol in his sleeves.

With a red ribbon.

The figure paused.

Gasol thought Kurt was excited and couldn't help but tremble.

He patted his shoulder and smiled.

"Don't be stressed. Noble life has just begun. If you don't understand etiquette, you can ask a professional etiquette teacher for training."

Kurt put one hand on his chest, bent his body slightly, and said respectfully.

"Thank you, Viscount Gasol, for reminding me!!"

Gasol nodded with satisfaction.

"Come! Sign the certificate again, and you will be a real baron from now on."

Kurt and Gasol walked to the table.

Quickly sign your name [Kurt].

It was Kurt who had just put his papers away.

There was a sudden commotion under the high platform.

Gasol looked confused.

I found that everyone was pointing behind them.

Turning his head suddenly.

The pupils contracted slightly.

What appeared was the Eye of the Hive.

His face instantly turned pale.