Apostle of Cthulhu

Sutton yawned and lay on the sofa, wanting to take a nap.

He had been working in his office for more than 20 hours in a row, and even he needed a break.

No one usually entered his office, because Sutton liked an absolutely quiet office environment and didn't want to be disturbed by someone.

Only when he needed a cup of coffee would he ring a call bell on his desk and wait for the secretary outside to bring him a cup of coffee at just the right temperature.

But at this moment, someone suddenly knocked on his door.

Sutton frowned and ignored the knock.

In the past, there were some new employees who knocked on his door without knowing anything, but his secretary would quickly stop him and explain the seriousness of the matter to him.

However, the knock on the door was still ringing today.

Sutton couldn't suppress his anger. He had been working for more than 20 hours in a row, which was a task imposed on him by some guys above him, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Now there are still young people knocking on his door. How can he tolerate it?

"Who is it? Are you looking for death?" Sutton yelled at the door with his voice pulled out.

The knocking sound continued, but no one outside responded to him.

This aroused Sutton's vigilance. If it was some young man, he would definitely choose to apologize and leave quickly because of his roar.

But the person knocking on the door did not respond to him at all, but kept knocking on the door?

This matter is definitely not that simple. Sutton, who confirmed this, lowered his voice, carefully rolled down from the sofa, and picked up a pistol on the table.

The Empire will definitely not distribute whalebone bullets to everyone, and strong people like Sutton at the sequence node have their own gift weapons.

But unfortunately, Sutton's gift weapon is not with him.

Carefully walking to the door of the office where the knocking sound continued, Sutton raised his pistol and put his hand on the door handle.

Then... opened the door suddenly!

Sutton hid his whole body behind the door, only the hand holding the gun stretched out from behind the door panel and pressed against the abdomen of the person knocking on the door.

He wanted to pull the trigger and kill this guy who didn't know what his purpose was.

In this case, the Privy Council would definitely not blame him. It was a risky time period. If you knocked on the door without saying anything and were mistaken for an enemy and shot, it would be your own fault.

However, Sutton found that he couldn't pull the trigger at all.

"You are still so impatient," a familiar voice came into Sutton's ears, "When can you learn to infer the possible situation based on the existing intelligence and clues?"

Hearing this voice, Sutton was scared and dropped the gun in his hand. He quickly got out of the narrow door and stood in front of the visitor, "Norris...Norris? Why are you here?"

Norris held a Reindeer brand cigarette in his hand. The entire Privy Council was forbidden to use tobacco. Once discovered, it would either be dismissed or severely punished.

Norris dared to smoke here, as if he was in a no-man's land. I guess those guys in the Privy Council would be so angry if they saw him.

Norris glanced at the office that looked very plain in the whole Privy Council and said, "It seems that you really didn't learn from those guys."

Sutton's office wall was painted with a layer of light brown wall paint, which looked like a wooden house.

There was an incense on his desk, which smelled a bit like the smell of the forest, which was very relaxing.

The layout of the office was also very ordinary, with a set of desks and chairs, a small sofa that could accommodate him, a bookcase and a small table lamp.

If someone came in and guessed where this place was without knowing where it was, they might think it was just an ordinary family's study.

"No... I dare not learn from them..." Sutton was really speaking the truth. After entering the Privy Council, Norris emphasized that it was meaningless for him not to learn from those guys who were intoxicated with power.

Sutton also remembered it until now, whether it was food, clothing, housing and transportation, he did not imitate them.

Only in terms of work, he had more quirks.

"Come in first. If they smell cigarettes in the air, they will definitely be suspicious."

Norris nodded, extinguished the cigarette butt with his fingers, and put it in his pocket.

He would not leave the cigarette butt in Sutton's office, which might cause him trouble.

Sitting on the sofa, Sutton asked Norris very cautiously: "What's the matter? This is the critical time for Egbert to make the final decision. If there is anything I need to do, I will definitely do it."

Norris did not rush to explain his purpose, but asked Sutton a question, "Sutton, are you an opponent or a supporter?"

Sutton was stunned for a moment, and answered as a matter of course: "Of course I belong to whichever faction you prefer."

"No, I'm not asking you to follow my opinion." Norris put on a very serious expression, "I'm asking...your own opinion."

Sutton didn't expect it to be such a question. After all, Norris has always been making decisions and then executing them himself.

After thinking for a while, Sutton gave his answer, "To be honest, I am in opposition. Egbert has been the king for so long, it is impossible for him to make no contribution. And he has never had any heirs, even if he is cut off He lost his title of king and could not find a suitable successor for a while.

"These current supporters just want to support a puppet king. Once the puppet king takes the position of king, the future of the Salem Empire will be impossible to imagine.

"Before the Chila City incident, there was no scandal in Egbert. He just did some research on R'lye culture. So... I don't think it is a good decision to step down Egbert. "

Norris listened carefully to Sutton's words and nodded his head, "What you said makes sense, and your analysis is also correct."

Sutton wanted to hear Norris's opinion, "So...are you a supporter or an oppositionist?"

"I am neither, because whether Egbert is in power or not has nothing to do with me." Norris's answer was extremely simple.

It is true that even if Egbert steps down and the wake doctrine is replaced, the wake doctrine will definitely not be forgotten so quickly after so many years of faith.

As long as the wake-upon doctrine does not fade out of the stage of history, the wake-upon person will not be in any danger, and he will not have any worries.