Paper Crown and Iron Plate (1)

Under the escort of the black-armored guards, more than ten carts filled with bread and cheap wine appeared at the end of Rose Avenue. The April Fool's parade erupted in euphoria.

They struck the scepter in their hands and rang the bell hanging at their waists with all their might. They shouted, "Offer it to the king! Offer it to the king!"

Hundreds of protesters wearing paper crowns surged toward the relief team like a tsunami. The magnitude frightened the attendants around the cart until they trembled slightly. Even the heavily armed guards' knuckles that held their weapons began to turn pale, afraid that the mob would break through their formation and cause a riot.