Chapter 536 Lanci's Firm Belief
The Palante Empire, capital Hershalraym.
Inside the Congressional Building, in the long hall, members were whispering to each other in their seats, their faces a mix of tension, apprehension, and curiosity.
The lighting was dim, as if the only things visible were the dust between black and white and the light.
When the new Prime Minister entered the hall, the tense atmosphere inside the chamber peaked.
His figure was firm and decisive, dressed in a formal black suit, impeccable. He made his way through the crowd, heading towards the platform, every step heavy with significance.
As he stood at the podium, a low murmur rose from the audience.
Prime Minister Wilford looked around, took a deep breath, and then began his speech.