The sound of wind breaking seemed to echo in everyone's ears.

For a moment, there was a loss of voice.

Then they heard Joseph shouting from the stage, "Brother!"

It was so grief-stricken.

Jonas just fell into his arms.

Was it a shooting?!

But what kind of gun?

Where did the gun come from?

No one was seen at all.

Beside him, Michelle was already shouting to protect His Highness.

However, the sound of wind breaking rose again.

Two sounds, extremely swift and fast.

Michelle only had time to block in front of Havenius, extending his arm.

The next moment, one of his arms exploded with blood, as if the whole arm had shattered apart.

As for the other bullet, it finally came to a halt, caught in the hand of a stern man who appeared from nowhere.

It was also at this moment that people finally found the source of the bullet, from a high building in the far distance.

There, a person entirely cloaked in black, seemingly with a black mask on his face as well, stood up, spread his arms under everyone's gaze, and then fell down like a blackbird.

Johnny Blackbird!

It's Johnny Blackbird again!

So arrogant!

How dare he come to assassinate today.

So, was what Joseph said true?

Was he really innocent?

So, was Johnny Blackbird trying to take him out?

The scene had already descended into extreme chaos.

Michelle, with an arm completely destroyed, gave a pale-faced order: "Catch him, he must be caught."

The Eldest Prince Havenius had already left under the escort of a crowd.

As for Jonas, who was also shot, he still lay in Joseph's arms, unconscious from the boundless shock and anger.

"Master Joseph, please hand the Eldest Young Master over to us."

Members of the Evans Clan had shown up, asking Joseph for Jonas with hostile expressions.

"Of course, quickly, get my brother to a hospital, he must not die."

He spoke with sadness, but his face, turned away from everyone, was already full of smiles.

Ethan.

Truly worthy of you.

Only you could accomplish such a feat.

Creating possibility out of an utter impossibility.

Joseph took a deep breath, today, it truly was a nice day.

By the afternoon, everything that happened during the morning press conference had spread throughout the Royal Capital.

The Eldest Prince was once again the target of an assassination attempt.

The Evans Clan's eldest son was shot and severely injured, his life uncertain.

Johnny Blackbird struck again.

The most brazen rebel in history.

And other headlines, news, painted this otherwise not too special day as extraordinarily different.

At the same time.

Within the Sea God Church.

Ethan and Johnny Blackbird were still confined.

Of course, that's the harsh term, under Heigen's terms, it's to care for and protect them.

In short, they couldn't leave the church for now.

After all, they chased the wind all night last night and ended up with nothing; someone needed to be held accountable.

Heigen and others had already gone to report to Pope Edwin.

Maurice had already been taken away separately.

Ethan and Johnny Blackbird were together without speaking.

They just quietly listened to the occasional rise and fall of the waves outside the window.

Although the wind had stopped, there were still some residual waves on the sea.

"Want a smoke?"

Johnny Blackbird suddenly asked with a smile, producing a pack of cigarettes.

"Why not?"

Ethan smiled and accepted the cigarette.

The two silently lit their cigarettes.

Heigen and Yelit were actually next door, constantly observing the two.

Until the cigarettes burnt out.

Heigen shook his head expressionlessly towards Yelit.

"Forget it, the Pope says this is the will of the gods."

"But..."

Yelit was obviously unwilling.

"Let them go."

Heigen had already made up his mind and he got up to go next door.

When the door opened, he was still expressionless.

"Gentlemen, you've had a hard time these days, you can relax now, and going home is also possible, but for safety reasons, I still suggest that you be accompanied by our senior priest."

"Thanks, but I think I have divine protection, nothing will happen."

Ethan extinguished the cigarette and stood up with a smile.

"I think I do too."

Johnny Blackbird also got up.

"We'd like to grab a drink together, care to join us, Lord Heigen?"

"No need, I still have a lot to deal with, enjoy your drinks."

Heigen no longer stopped them, only watching as they walked out of the room.

Along the way, those church members still showed them respect, even though nothing happened that night.

The divine's presence was indeed felt.

If talking about status within the church, Ethan and Johnny Blackbird were already quite high.

Especially Johnny Blackbird, if not a saint, then he was the divine spokesperson on earth.

Everyone watched as the two left the headquarters.

And behind them, naturally, someone followed silently.

"Can we talk properly now?"

Johnny Blackbird lit another cigarette and said.

"I think now no one can hear us talking, probably."

Ethan smiled, pretended to look back, and saw no one.

However, the feeling of being watched didn't disappear.

"Let's have a drink, it's been exhausting these past two days."

"It's on me."

The two didn't go far, just sat down at a small harbor tavern next to the Sea God Church headquarters.

No matter what happened in the Royal Capital, the atmosphere here was always lively and noisy.

But, inevitably, people here were also discussing what happened this morning.

"That Johnny Blackbird, isn't he too arrogant? Clearly wanted and still dares to do another job? Not afraid of death?" "It's hilarious to say that, this guy was a desperado from the start, when did he ever want to live? I actually think he's a real man, what does it matter if he's facing the royalty? If he has to kill you, he will, and twice at that!"

Johnny Blackbird couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration at these words.

"Cool."

This was Ethan's past terminology; now he suddenly felt he fully understood its meaning.

"Then let me toast you, great artist."

Johnny Blackbird lifted a glass of wine.

Ethan clinked glasses with him and downed it in one go.

"Actually, I should toast you; after all, you have now completely cemented the charges."

"What does that count for? I actually did nothing, just sat and waited."

The two once again looked out the tavern window.

It was the harbor under the night sky.

Beyond the harbor lay the vast Sea of Gold.

Actually, something else happened this morning, but probably no one paid it any mind, for it was a common occurrence.

The Sea God returned.

And there were also ships that went out to sea.

Every day, so many ships set sail, no one would pay attention to just one more.