In the city hall, after a short break, Miss Windsor and Queen Isabella in the corridor returned to the lecture hall together. Because the side door is relatively close, they are going the same way.
After the servants at the door bowed and opened the door, the first scene a group of people saw was Jenkins standing on the podium with a cat on his shoulders.
"Sit back quickly."
He said to Miss Windsor, who breathed a sigh of relief for no reason:
"You're finally back."
Queen Isabella stood still and stared at Jenkins' face, frowning slightly pulling the wrinkles on her face:
"You didn't leave?"
"Of course I didn't leave. I just sat next door with my cat and had a long conversation with Miss Finny Fishford."
The latter was a little speechless because of this answer, and asked again:
"Why have you been next door? Since you haven't left, why don't you come back and continue your speech?"
"Because I want others to think that I have left and can't come back. In this way, people who were guarding against me will save a lot of unnecessary actions."
He replied, and then dragged the cat off his shoulder and put it on the table in a vicious manner. Chocolat, who was drowsy, was very dissatisfied because he left the most familiar place. Jenkins smiled and said to Queen Isabella:
"No matter what, I will not leave the city hall today. You may be wrong about one thing. My determination on this matter is much stronger than you think. Take your seat quickly, Your Majesty, the last part of the speech will begin gone."
Jenkins seldom called Queen Isabella "Your Majesty", but at this moment, it is obviously not a respect but a joke. The latter also understood the meaning, and did not show a very rude expression, but reluctantly nodded at him, and then walked down to his own seat in the first row surrounded by the servants behind him.
Jenkins raised his hands slightly to signal the silence below:
"Sorry, something happened just now, I had to leave for a while, but I'm back now. I think this time is just right. If the next speech goes well, after the speech, it will be just in time for lunch."
He looked at Dolores in the first row, and Her Royal Highness looked at him nervously, knowing that the next hour was the key.
Jenkins didn't say too much nonsense, he snatched the tightly closed chalk box from under the chocolate's butt, and then pointed to the huge blackboard covered with diagrams behind him:
"Judging from the price trend, the current price of tulips has not reached its peak at all. I believe that everyone who is doing this has more or less been in contact with this flower. Then if I can guarantee that a pot bought today for 10 shillings Bulbs, who wouldn't be tempted to sell them for 15 shillings tomorrow?"
"Yes, Viscount, I can guarantee that everyone will be moved except God."
A voice spoke from below, Jenkins nodded and saw everyone below looking at him. There are the royal families of the three major kingdoms, the big merchants who are connected with the business of the whole continent, and the big nobles with rich families and strong political influence:
"If tulips and bulbs can be sold for 20 shillings the day after tomorrow, will anyone be willing to be a buyer for 15 shillings tomorrow?"
"certainly."
someone shouted again.
"This is what I want to express. When the price of a product deviates from its own value and is sought after by the whole people, it is inevitable that the price will rise in a very crazy trend. This is already the case with Nolan's tulips. There are obvious marks.
Just now I asked the little flower sellers to tell about what they saw the city people do to buy tulips. I can assure you that it is definitely not an uncommon case to sell all your property just to stockpile a batch of flowers in a short period of time and then sell them.
Then we have a very interesting problem, once the guy who provided the entire Nolan with a source of precious tulips. Suddenly one day the normal supply is cut off, and a large amount of products are dumped in the market at a very low price in a short period of time. What kind of consequences will this cause? "
"Tulips will drop in price."
Dolores said.
"Yes, oh, thank you, my princess."
Dolores blushed immediately.
"Such a price reduction will have an avalanche effect. We all know that the current price of tulips does not match its value at all. Everyone knows that tulips are not worth so much gold, but most people are because of the current price, And actively participate in it.
This has led to the fact that once there is even a large-scale price cut in the market, people who have goods in their hands will try their best to sell those goods to prevent more losses in the next price cut, because no one wants to be the last fool . But their peddling behavior will intensify people's panic, which will lead to larger price cuts.
Tulips are not a necessity of life, and I wouldn't be surprised even if their current price drops to one-third of the usual price within three days.
Many people will lose everything because they bought tulips at a high price. It is not surprising that those who borrowed money to participate, even their whole family committed suicide by jumping into the river. This is enough to make people become poor overnight from a rich man, begging on the street, and it is also enough to completely destroy Nolan's financial and market order.
That's right, the fundamental purpose of those who planned all this was definitely not to make a fortune, but to disrupt the order of the city. "
He came to his own conclusion, and seeing no one asked, he went on talking on his own:
"Think about it, a large number of merchants went bankrupt in a short period of time, and a large number of ordinary citizens who originally had savings and properties lost everything overnight. The price required to achieve all this is just to push up the price of tulips in the early stage. Oh Gentlemen, I dare to assure you that those guys who planned to buy tulips at the auction house at a high price from the very beginning were definitely hired by the mastermind behind this matter."
This conclusion caused an uproar in the audience, and Jenkins went on to say:
"Before the speech, I entrusted the mayor to investigate them. Unfortunately, those people only received money through the introduction of brokers to do things, and they didn't know what the other party looked like."
"Then who do you think they could be?"
Duchess Madeleine asked:
"That's not okay. If you only need such simple steps to defeat a city, who would dare to invest in it in the future?"
"I think it doesn't matter who they are, what matters is how to prevent this from happening again."
Jenkinston waited for someone to ask questions. At present, there is no sign of divinity appearing. After all, he only exposed the deception. Although it is wonderful, it is not enough for divinity to gather. A real lie is not as simple as deceiving and exposing, what he has to do is to allow himself to play all the roles in the deception.
"Could it be a believer in lies? Could it be that Mademoiselle Fabbri?"
At the second when Jenkins deliberately paused, in front of hundreds of people, he closed his eyes, and then projected to the highest place at the end of the room through the spiritual magnet. The projection does not require the transfer of the physical body. Therefore, the wooden floor is activated and the body is fixed in advance. While people are looking at the front nervously, no one notices that there is an extra person behind.
"Could it be a believer in lies? Could it be that Mademoiselle Fabbri?"
He put on a black robe and yelled loudly at the end, and then left [Phantom of Reality] and threw a spell at his feet, then canceled the projection and returned to his body.
Jenkins on the podium opened his eyes and looked at the last row, looking at the person holding the seat, and replied:
"Indeed, there may indeed be believers in lies. I think that in this era, only that group of people would be interested in such deceptions. Think about it carefully, the tulips this time are the same as Miss Fabri's last time. There seems to be little difference in the mining business. The biggest difference is probably that although Miss Fabbri’s mining business covers half of the continent, even if I haven’t exposed it, it only makes people lose part of their money.
But if the tulip mania is not stopped, not only will people go bankrupt, but the entire Nolan economy will be affected for a long time. "
This conclusion was supported by the audience, and Jenkins turned his head to look out the window, which is the direction where the human body puzzle appeared. He saw that the aura representing the spirit of life was shining, and he thought that the things over there would be over. With a blink of an eye, an unclear message came from the mechanical flying bird that shared the broken vision.
In fact, it is indeed coming to an end.
The task Sigrid accepted from Jenkins was just to get the Arrow of Destruction from the old elf, but after she sent the arrow to the club and the musicians successfully enchanted it with songs, Hathaway told her a Very sad news:
"Jenkins said he couldn't leave City Hall, so it's up to you to take care of that."
With that said, he handed the box containing the arrows to Sigrid, and then handed the cane that Jenkins gave her to Sigrid:
"The Orthodox Church does not have earth roots, but the earth roots are the roots of the world tree. Jenkins said that this cane also has elements of the world tree. You use the way of controlling life force to control the cane to transform into roots and wrap around the arrow. It will probably have the same effect.”
"Maybe? No, no, I can't."
Sigrid shook her head quickly, and kept stepping back. Hathaway took a step forward and grabbed her right hand directly. The two were very close. Sigrid smelled the fragrance of the other person and was forced to hold her breath.
"That's not okay. Be confident. You and he are both descendants of World Tree Priest. There's no reason why he can do it and you can't. Do you know who shot that arrow in the last century?"
"Of course, that was the former demigod of our church. She is also a half-blood elf."
"But I bet that the half-god who lived in the last era must be just an ordinary half-blood elf, and you are a descendant of the World Tree priest, the blood of the royal elves. From this point of view, you have actually won. "