Chapter 1517: The Work of the Affairs Officer
"Sorry, I'll excuse you for a moment!"
The occurrence of special circumstances immediately attracted Ronald's attention.
Although he didn't want to do this, he quickly dismissed the two orc girls with a few words, then turned back and rushed towards the judges' seat in the square in the direction of the stage.
As time goes by, the crowds coming for the festival are becoming more and more crowded.
Ronald was among them and moved forward. He didn't want to attract attention and was inevitably affected by this. But throughout the whole process, his eyes were fixed on the scene at the judges' table.
During the day, the festive atmosphere is strong.
The orcs watching the show in the square were enjoying the happy festival atmosphere, and the singing performers on the stage were also seriously showing off their singing voices.
Only at the judges’ table.
There was no trace of happiness on the face of an orc.
He was looking at Aurel on the judges' table with a serious face. Neither of them spoke at the moment, and the atmosphere became anxious.
The silent orc is the chief affairs officer of this city.
He is usually considered to be the most powerful person under Oraire, and he is also one of the officials who has the most contact with the King of Behemoths.
What he was looking at was the clone left behind by Aurel, which could only react according to the program and had very low adaptability.
Crisis and tension surround this place.
The ordinary orcs around may not have noticed this situation.
But with his extraordinary perception, Ronald, who had not left the square before, heard the trigger that caused the judges' table to fall into silence:
"You are not Mr. Orel, who are you?"
——Orel 's clone was revealed.
Normally, Ronald wouldn't bother to care about this kind of thing.
His impression of the king of giant beasts was not bad, but he had no intention of meddling in his own business and wiping his ass.
But the development of this incident is not only related to the discovery of Olaier's clone, but may also affect the ceremony being held in the city.
As someone who needs to rely on rituals to enter the Holy City.
Even if he was reluctant, Ronald could only come over with a grimace to take a look at the situation.
Among the crowded festival crowd, Ronald, who wanted to remain hidden, was still moving closer to the judges' table.
And after a period of silence. The orc affairs officer who
was looking at Aurel's clone became more and more serious, and finally couldn't help but speak again:
"Tell me your identity, impostor!"
What does a city mean?
So even if you have seen through the falsehood of the clone.
But he still tried hard to control his voice so that other people near the judges' table would not notice the changes here.
It happened that the orcs were immersed in festive songs.
His caution and discovery fortunately did not attract too many people's attention.
On the seat opposite him, the clone of Orel who was questioned again finally spoke:
"Walter, what are you talking about? I am Orel, there is no doubt about it." "
If you are an adult... !" Upon hearing the clone's answer, the clerk named Walter's voice suddenly rose, but he tried hard to restrain it.
Then he leaned forward, almost face to face with Orel's clone.
Shuangyang, who had the word threat written on it, stared straight at the other person:
"If he were an adult, he would say - 'Potter, although today is a holiday, you can't make such jokes casually.' Listen! I have been following your lord for more than one hundred and forty years, and I will not make mistakes on such an obvious thing!" "..."
After
a few seconds of silence, Orel's clone spoke again:
"Walter, although today is It's a holiday, but this kind of joke can't be made casually."
"..."
In an instant, the expression of the clerk Walter changed from threatening to extremely angry.
There might have been a faint glimmer of luck in his heart before, hoping that he had made a mistake in his judgment. But now the wrong response made by Orel's clone in extreme circumstances made him completely give up this chance.
What's even worse is that
the response given by the 'Lord Oler' in front of him is obviously not something that a creature with normal thinking can do.
The fake that he saw through in front of him didn't even have normal thinking!
When was Oler replaced by such a puppet?
Taking advantage of his position, how many ridiculous orders has this thing issued?
At the same time, what does this mean for the world of [Singing Forest] that has been stable for countless years?
Thinking of this, the affairs officer quickly asked several questions to Aurel's clone.
With the exploration and advancement of his experienced words, he finally determined the truth of the person in front of him - this is a puppet without self-thinking!
Maybe this thing can imitate Orel and make some very similar decisions. But in the final analysis, this is a machine without intelligence!
The clerk was panicked.
But the knowledge accumulated through long years of work allowed him to make quick judgments.
"Sir, there is an urgent matter that you need to return to the palace to deal with."
"This is something you must do due to your status."
After hearing the clerk's request, Olaer's clone, which could only react mechanically, nodded naturally. Agree:
"Okay, I'll leave now!"
The steward then raised his voice and shouted to the square management staff on the side:
"Sir Oler has urgent matters to deal with, and you will temporarily maintain the competition site!"
After that, Walter hurriedly chased after Olaier's clone who had already stood up and left.
Others didn't have such a discerning eye as him, they just thought that something really happened in the city and Oler needed to go deal with it.
So as soon as the ruler got up, the orcs voluntarily gave way.
The crowded square did not even need the shouts of the guards to maintain it, and a spacious road away from here appeared.
Following the roads that separated the crowds, the steward and his pretender king marched toward the palace in the city.
Walking on a road that I pass countless times on weekdays.
The clerk stared at the fake in front of him, who was exactly the same as the person he was loyal to. The expression on his face changed again and again, and the complicated thoughts in his heart were even more confusing and indescribable.
Where is the real Lord Aurel now?
How could such a powerful king be replaced by this machine without anyone noticing?
[Singing Forest] What kind of terrible things are happening?
Even think a little more.
As the only one who is aware of this matter, can I make a very special decision now...
Suddenly, the affairs officer who was thinking a lot stopped in his tracks.
He noticed that the originally crowded and lively streets had suddenly become deserted.
And right in front of them was the road leading to the palace.
A man who had communicated with Aurel not long ago and was called a distinguished guest was standing there with a serious face.
At this time, Ronald, who stopped the two of them, spoke:
"Sir, please wait."
"Maybe there are some things we can talk about?"
[Thanks to Aiuzeyeers for the reward! 】
(End of this chapter)