Chapter 91 - 17. Centaur
Fisher had accomplished something important and couldn’t help feeling a sense of achievement, which made him quite happy—it seemed that even the scenery outside had improved. Along the way, the researchers wearing black classical robes from the Royal College were no longer visible, unclear whether they had returned to the research institute or went to work part-time at the Pink Hall.
Damian’s words just now had refreshed his understanding of the principal; he hadn’t expected Damian to perform the heroic act of sacrificing one of his arms and explicitly naming Fisher to harshly criticize those decayed researchers. Because members of the Griffin Party greatly value their reputation, their old-fashioned Nali pride hasn’t faded, and they can’t stand others speaking ill of them; otherwise, they wouldn’t have monopolized education for so many years.
After leaving the Royal College, he continued walking towards the tram station, from where the central Golden Palace of Saint Nali and the clumps of Wutong trees outside were clearly visible. However, the palace gates were rarely opened because the King’s health had worsened, and he hadn’t left the Golden Palace in a long while, with only the Royal Family spokesperson appearing on his behalf.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please continue to follow the legislation of the New Party; we have decided to renovate the traditional and aged Fourth District, and when completed, the living standards of the Fourth District will be significantly improved!"
"We are always committed to the welfare, life, and liberty of Nali citizens and hope everyone will continue to support us in serving Saint Nali!"
"The South Continent demi-human Protection Association is now established, with our headquarters set up next to Saint Nali University, hoping to promote young people’s commitment to life preservation!"
"Please take a look at our promotional brochure!"
At an intersection a distance from the Royal College, Fisher could see from afar a New Party legislator in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of a huge New Party steamship insignia, ceaselessly shouting. Many supporters of the New Party were gathered excitedly, raising their hands in support following the speech.
It seemed the New Party’s campaigning had even extended into the Griffin Party’s stronghold, indicating that they were likely to win the midterm elections.
What caught Fisher’s attention wasn’t the sweating New Party legislator, but a girl standing behind the staff, waving a small New Party flag gently.