Chương 315: The Tide

"brute!"

"sinner!"

"demon!"

The gazes that gathered around each other carried different emotions, but they all conveyed the same meaning.

They hated the noble council that wanted to take Roland away.

Even seasoned officials couldn't help but break out in a sweat at the sight, and all three of them slowed down.

Then the person behind them gave way to the front of the line.

Thus, the one who endured the condemnation of thousands became the one who gave a thumbs-up to the tiger's head.

"That tiger looks familiar."

"He's the boss who opens at seven o'clock. Many of our group's beastmen have been persecuted by him. He's worse than an animal!"

"No wonder he has a tiger's head; he's really just trying to make himself look good."

Bizan's face darkened, and he turned to look at the slick parliamentary representative, wanting to question him.

But the councilors had already slipped to the back of the line and gathered around Roland.

"Ahem, Miss Roland, could you perhaps try to calm your people down a little?"

"This atmosphere isn't good. If they riot, it won't do you any good."

"They are not my subjects. New Sprout Street belongs to the capital, not my fiefdom. They are just employees of the group."

Roland smiled slightly and corrected the flaw in the senator's words.

After saying that, she looked around and sighed inwardly.

Before anyone knew it, he had amassed tens of thousands of loyal followers and become a true big shot.

Normally, people don't feel anything when they're holed up in the office handling government affairs, but at this moment, almost 70% of the group's employees are gathered on both sides of the street.

With the addition of tourists and noble servants, the event drew nearly 50, 000 people, creating a truly spectacular visual spectacle.

In an instant, Roland felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment, her tail held high with pride and boundless pride.

The councilor looked distressed and called out to Roland several times before she came to her senses.

"Miss Roland, regardless of their true identities, they are all under your jurisdiction."

"You'd better think of something quickly. I have a feeling that if this atmosphere continues to escalate, they're going to storm the escort team!"

"In that case, neither you nor I will escape the parliament's punishment."

"Um."

Roland did not refute it, because what she said made sense.

She raised her hands, gesturing for the senator to look at the magic-resistant handcuffs she was wearing.

"Sir, you are also a mid-level superhuman, so you must have heard the employees' discussions. These anti-magic handcuffs are really misleading."

"If you're willing to unravel this for me, it will probably calm my employees down a bit."

"Remove the magic-suppressing handcuffs?!"

The senator repeated it in surprise, his face full of hesitation.

Roland offered a timely reminder.

"Mr. Congressman, you have absolutely no need to worry that I will run away."

"Look at my right ankle, that's a dragon's binding ring. It can even disrupt spatial teleportation, and it can completely function as a magic-suppressing ring."

It would have been better if Roland hadn't said anything.

Upon hearing the purpose of the Dragon Clan's Binding Ring, the councilor's face contorted in disgust.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?!"

"Do I even need to explain this?"

Roland feigned surprise.

"Didn't your ally, Bishop Bizan, tell you?"

"The contract for this thing was signed by him and the dragon clan together."

The senator nearly coughed up blood, instinctively glaring at Bizan at the front of the line, who was being condemned by everyone.

"He didn't tell me at all... wait, that's not right."

He immediately realized what was happening, and his expression turned serious.

"Miss Roland, please watch your words."

"I have no relationship with Bishop Bijan. All actions of the council are based on fairness and justice."

Roland completely ignored the senator's words, staring silently at his face, her expression shifting back to a sarcastic and irritating tone.

Now the senator finally understood Bizan's feelings, feeling his blood rush to his head and quickly taking two deep breaths to calm himself down.

"Alright, alright, Miss Roland, let's not dwell on this anymore."

"I'll remove your magic-suppressing handcuffs right away. Please ask these peasants to quiet down."

The three councilors exchanged glances, then simultaneously activated a magical artifact, and the black magical effect of the anti-magic handcuffs gradually dissipated.

In less than ten seconds, it turned into an ordinary metal handcuff without a lock.

Roland smirked and effortlessly removed the handcuffs, weighed them in her hand, and then tossed them to the nearest councilor.

After doing all this, the three councilors immediately left Roland's side.

Roland watched the councilor flee as if running away, then reached up and touched her cheek.

"Dude, is my funny face really that annoying?"

This self-doubt lasted only a moment before she immediately returned her attention to reality, tilting her head slightly to look around.

At this moment, the guards surrounding Roland dispersed under the command of the councilor, allowing people to see Roland more clearly.

The change in the group naturally attracted the attention of the onlookers.

The golden-haired fox girl, dressed in a majestic noble uniform, smiled radiantly, her tail swaying lightly behind her. Her energetic and sunny demeanor made her seem less coerced, instantly calming the crowd down.

Roland didn't use amplification magic to deliver any lines; she simply raised her right hand to the crowd, displaying her flawless white wrist.

This was not some kind of etiquette, but rather a way of showing people that the handcuffs had been removed and that she was still free.

"Look, Lady Roland's handcuffs have been removed!"

A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd, sweeping across the scene like a wave from back to front.

The employees of the Roland Group raised their hands and cheered, and the scene was instantly filled with an inexplicable frenzy.

Even the bewildered tourists and servants joined in the cheering.

Roland didn't expect that a single action would cause the entire audience to erupt in excitement. Images from Earth immediately flashed through her mind, and she simply acted like a concert star.

She moved back and forth on both sides of the crowd, waving her right hand in response to the cheers, and occasionally blowing kisses.

Each movement was like stirring a scallion in a pan of oil, eliciting enthusiastic cheers from the corresponding area.

Some wealthy merchants and nobles disregarded the guards' attempts to stop them, took out their photo-capturing magic items, and captured Roland's wonderful moments.

"Oh my god, Roland is so beautiful."

"She... she smiled at me, she blew me a kiss!"

The nobleman from out of town clutched his heart tightly, as if Cupid were shooting an arrow at his heart, making him look ecstatic.

The councilors stared at the scene in disbelief, exchanging bewildered glances.

They turned to look at the large, golden fox girl in the center of the group, radiating an irresistible and captivating charm like a miniature sun, and their eyes momentarily glazed over.

This is hardly an escort mission!

This is clearly the kind of treatment reserved for a king when he travels.

These escorts were nothing more than servants clearing the way for Roland.