From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

A few days later.

In the public square of Nasir City, nearly ten thousand people gathered around, anxiously waiting, as they looked at the white-haired yet still vigorous Byrne Fischer on the stage.

Until today, that man had nearly become the spiritual leader of the many Cyart people on the East Coast. Now, Byrne stood tall on the stage, holding his speech in hand and looking at every citizen around him.

Finally, he spoke very solemnly,

"Today! The Fischer family will officially announce a piece of news, the esteemed Cyart King has already issued an order of approval, from now on, Nasir will cast off its status as a town and officially become a new city in the East Coast Province!"

"We all firmly believe that Nasir City will develop better and better, and every Cyart person will feel proud of this city!"

"From now on, every year on this day, our Fischer family will hold a city celebration for Nasir! People will forever remember this historic and great day!"

After the approval of the Cyart King, Nasir finally shed its title as a town and officially became the third city of the East Coast Province.

In the streets and alleys of the city, people cheered with great enthusiasm.

They excitedly waved flags that symbolized Cyart, fully engaged in the celebration activities, an atmosphere of sheer joy permeating the air, with laughter and cheers weaving into song.

Young people beamed with radiant smiles, they sang and danced, linking arms and joyfully forming circles to sing out loud. Children ran about cheerfully, scattering colorful paper confetti, weaving in and out of the crowds in play.

Every corner of the city was brimming with boundless joy, and even the street vendors joined in the celebration, setting out special promotional products to share the happiness with even more people.

From sunrise to sunset, this city was filled with vitality, its citizens greeting the promise of a wonderful tomorrow with cheers and exuberance.

When night arrived, the festivities were still underway, and Byrne Fischer quietly left the open-air banquet.

"Let's go."

He sat in the carriage, with the aging Theo as his coachman.

The carriage moved out.

Night had completely fallen, but Nasir was still celebrating its birth.

The two of them arrived silently at Fischer Manor.

In the great hall of Fischer Manor, most of the family members were already gathered, and seated in the center among everyone was Chris's daughter, Christine Fischer.

She wore a black dress, sitting in a wheelchair, with Andre standing by her side, alongside those three Purgers.

Andre's features bore some resemblance to Bast, and Byrne unconsciously glanced at him, shaking his head slightly.

Darren complained, "Do we really have to hold a family meeting today? Isn't it the city's celebration day?"

Christine immediately said, "It's precisely because today is special, and family members will return in full force, that I chose this day to clarify the issues that we'll be facing next."

Byrne nodded as well, saying, "I think it's very necessary."

"Christine has discovered some issues over the years, issues that our family has overlooked. If it weren't for her investigation, those problems would have continued to go unnoticed."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Today, we gather everyone here to resolve those issues."

Christine said, "At the end of the day, it's because we developed too quickly and the corresponding management systems haven't caught up."

Vanessa nodded gently in agreement, indeed it was so.

The East Coast had a population of over a million, and they had been in actual control of the entire province for less than a decade; it was natural for various oversights to occur.

Looking at everyone who had arrived, Christine then said to the lead Purger,

"Bring the person over."

"Yes, Miss Christine."

The head of the Purgers nodded and then left with the other two. After a little while, they brought an old man who was approaching sixty.

"Who is he?"

"I don't recognize him at all."

"Does anyone know who this person is?"

Aside from Byrne, who possessed "Profound Memory," no one in the Fischer family had any idea who the old man was.

Byrne calmly said, "He is the grandson of John."

After saying that, he too was slightly stunned; the sea merchant John's grandson had also become an old man with graying hair, time indeed passed too quickly.

Most people vaguely remembered who John was; their sea merchant family was one of the many smaller families that now followed the Fischer family. The descendants of sea merchant John had never become Proselytes.

As their family had rich experience in sea commerce, and due to the friendship between Byrne and John from years ago, the Fischer family left some of the less important sea business to be managed by people from these smaller families.

Christine asked sternly, "Do you know what you have done to be brought here?"

The old man pondered for a moment before lowering his head and saying, "I confess, over the past few years, I have been switching the fish caught by the family boats with others. I didn't dare to touch the extraordinary materials, but those regular fish have indeed been replaced by me a lot…"

It wasn't long before the old man clarified his guilt. In the White Sea, there are several types of fish that look quite similar, only some are highly valuable, scarce, and coveted delicacies of the nobility, while others are cheap and abundant run-of-the-mill species.

Secretly, the old man had been swapping several species of fish for years, earning the difference in price and covertly pocketing quite a bit of money.

Byrne looked towards Vanessa and Moore from the Path of World Order and nodded, "It's up to you two to hand down the sentence."

Although it wasn't expressly stated, the family members all understood it was for the advancement ceremony of the two.

"I confess, accept the sentencing, I confess to it all..."

The old man was led away, disheartened and lost, leaving everyone exchanging glances, feeling that such a minor issue didn't warrant summoning everyone.

The second person brought in was equally unknown, a middle-aged man with a burly build.

As soon as the middle-aged man came forward, he immediately ran towards Moore, knelt in front of him, and desperately tried to embrace his legs.

"Save me! Save me! Mr. Moore, you must save me!"

Moore, with his hair graying, looked at him sternly and calmly inquired, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man shouted, "Mr. Moore, your brother Quayle is my closest friend! I am practically your brother too!"

Moore shook his head and confirmed, "You're not from the Dagger Brotherhood, are you?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Indeed, I'm not. I met your brother at a casino, we've been close as brothers ever since!"

"Shut up!"

Christine suddenly interrupted, commanding, "Tell us about the sins you've committed!"

"I, I..."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a long time, completely daring not to speak.

Christine scoffed and said, "Then forget it, I'll say it. He has been using his relationship with the Dagger Brotherhood to harm several families in Fein City, even set fire to a brothel, burning it to the ground, directly causing forty-seven deaths on the spot."

"Most importantly, in the eyes of others, he is 'a man of the Fischer family.'"

Everyone's expression shifted slightly, bullying the weak was all too common, but no one expected this man to go such lengths.

Moore was taken aback for a moment, not expecting that this friend of his brother could cause such a mess.

And what was most frightening was that he was completely unaware of these events!

Christine, in her wheelchair, looked towards Moore and nodded, "Of course, Mr. Moore was unaware, because even the Dagger Brotherhood wouldn't dare to look into your brother, right? Every time this man committed a crime, he would get utterly drunk with your brother."

"Actually, this matter isn't that significant, it wasn't even uncovered by the Purgers, but rather discovered by the rumors that Andre found."

Andre nodded, stepped forward, and began explaining to everyone, "Here's what happened."

"In the brothels of Fein City, there's been a tale circulating. It's said that there's a burly Bloodline Knight who, each time he gets drunk, beats the prostitutes in the brothel, even once beating a pair of sisters to death. That's why the prostitutes are all terrified of catching that Bloodline Knight's eye…"

"I investigated this matter and discovered that the man who killed the prostitute sisters did not merely 'accidentally' kill them. He often had the lower-ranking members of the Dagger Brotherhood cover for him, then broke into residential houses…"

He paused, his eyes filled with a cold, murderous intent.

"Based on my investigation, the residential houses he broke into always had beautiful and healthy young girls, and afterward, those houses would be set on fire, leaving no survivors."

Vanessa listened with a face full of disgust, even feeling a bit nauseous. The middle-aged man's behavior was truly like that of a beast!

Of course, compared to Vanessa's rage, most of the people present were not concerned with the moral issue, but rather the destruction this man had caused to the peace and security of the East Coast Province. If word got out, it could severely tarnish the Fischer family's reputation.

Andre continued, his voice cold, "One time he drank too much, killed many people in the brothel, then simply set a big fire to cover up the truth."

He paused and added,

"In the end, that incident was resolved by the intervention of Mr. Moore's brother, who paid a rare and treasured family heirloom as the price."

Everyone couldn't help but glance at Moore, the leader of the Dagger Brotherhood. He nodded calmly and said, "Even if it's my brother, he won't escape punishment. Those gang members who colluded with him will also be tried."

Christine ordered the Purgers to take the middle-aged man away and stated, "These matters are like little holes gnawed by ants; they do not affect the Fischer family much in the short term, but over time they will inevitably become harmful."

The status of these two was not high, and the damage they caused was not considered colossal. However, what Christine was about to address was the crux of her announcement.

The last person the Purgers brought in caused many people to freeze, especially Byrne.

It was someone whom almost everyone had seen multiple times, frequently attending various celebrations and banquets in Nasir City.

Byrne looked at the very elderly, frail scholar, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He glanced subtly at Christine and said, "What on earth are you doing? Mr. Straitor, he was my teacher at the military academy, a well-known academic focused on his studies."