Chapter 1712 Abdicate

“I want to see the Great Elder,” Ansel shouted with bloodshot eyes. “Haha! The Great Elder has been ill and has been resting at home since this morning,” Ettore said with a faint smile on his face. “He will not be receiving any guests.” Stunned, Ansel shouted again, “What about the matriarch? I demand to see her this instant!” “Don’t worry! The matriarch will come to see you shortly,” Ettore said. “If you don’t want all of your followers to die, you should follow us to the Justice Hall and cooperate with the investigation.” Ansel felt as if he had lost all of his strength at this point. His greatest ally used to be the Great Elder, but he had remained silent now. In other words, he had given up on him completely. On the other hand, he couldn’t understand why the Great Elder had given up on him. Could it happen because he believed that he was the one who sent someone to assassinate Olympias? “Take them away.” Ansel was forced to compromise in the end. *** At the same time, in the Great Elder’s residence. Clovis still sat under the same large tree in the yard, playing the harp. He pretended to be ill and stayed at home. Even though the outside world had turned upside down, he refused to see anyone and refused to go anywhere, as if what happened outside had no effect on him. Another old man entered the yard and sat across from Clovis. “How is the situation out there?” The harp music instantly stopped as Clovis raised his head with that question. The old man replied, “Ansel has gone rogue, but without your support, he couldn’t do much. “And then?” Clovis continued to ask. “The group of powerhouses under Jules’ command appeared, and Ansel was caught.” “Okay.” Clovis simply replied with a grunt when he heard the news, as if he didn't care much about all of this. It seemed that he had already expected the outcome. “Everything has come to fruition.” The old man sighed softly. Clovis just chuckled and did not answer. *** A massive battle finally ended with the capture of Ansel’s family. After Ansel, Jehan and others were arrested. Jules used brutal means to wipe out a large amount of power under Ansel's command. After three days, no one dared to support Ansel in the White family. The Great Elder, who had always claimed to be sick and stayed at home, suddenly appeared in the Council of Elders that afternoon. A trial regarding the assassination of the matriarch by Ansel was hold by the Council of Elders, Olympias, and Justice Hall. After combining various pieces of evidence and Ansel's refusal to be arrested which led to a rebellion, the family was arrested and imprisoned. At the same time, after taking Ansel’s identity into account, the family was locked up instead of being executed. As for what happened next, no one knew. Olympias and Tyr remained inside the Regis Tower. Olympias the matriarch seemed to be at the center of everything that was going on these days. She was, in fact, a complete outsider. Olympias was nothing more than a tool for others to fight for power and profit. She was a puppet. “Matriarch, Master Jules is waiting outside. He wants to see you,” a guard informed Olympias as soon as he entered the Regis Tower. Olympias smiled and said, “Uncle Jules can come right in if he wants to see me. He shouldn’t need to ask for permission to enter. Let him in.” “Yes.” The guard quickly left. Jules entered the room on his own about two or three minutes later. “Greetings, Matriarch.” After he came in, Jules saluted Olympias at the first opportunity. Olympias hurriedly said, “Uncle Jules, you can drop the formality.” “This is the rule,” Jules explained. “One must always follow the rules. I have to respect you because you are the matriarch. My primary reason for visiting you now is to inform you that your Uncle Ansel's conviction has been confirmed. He sent someone to assassinate you, which is a felony, and then he tried to resist arrest the next day. These were even more heinous crimes.” For two seconds, Olympias was stunned. “Those who supported him had also been liquidated in the past few days,” Jules continued. “The White family’s civil war is coming to an end. Whether it's the White family or another Creed, when a new successor inherits the position, a lot of things will happen. The events that occurred in our family are entirely reasonable. You’ll gradually become accustomed to handling family matters as the matriarch. I, on the other hand, will undoubtedly support you behind your back.” “Uncle Jules, do you think I am a good fit to be the matriarch of this family?” Olympias asked with a bitter smile. “It doesn’t matter if you're suitable or not,” Jules said after a brief pause. “Father must have had a reason for making this arrangement before he died. He isn’t an ordinary man. He can see right through a person better than any of us.” “No...Grandpa’s decision, I believe, was motivated by his desire for me to make a smooth transition to the position of matriarch.” Olympias was quick to disagree. “What do you mean by that?” Jules was startled. “Uncle Jules, you also said that every time the Creed patriarch changed, there would be a lot of chaos,” Olympias explained. “So, Grandpa might want to use such a strategy to keep the family together without jeopardizing the foundation. “Uncle Ansel is unfit for the title of patriarch, but he has the most family support. Not only that, but he is also the most qualified person in terms of qualifications. Therefore, after Grandpa's death, he should be made patriarch. Sadly, Grandpa is not optimistic about him.” “Hmm!” Jules grunted, but he did not answer. “Uncle Jules, you must be the most suitable candidate for the next White patriarch in Grandpa’s heart,” Olympias said. Jules frowned instantly and said, “Oly, you must not talk nonsense about this kind of thing. I have never thought about this.” Olympias smiled and said, “Uncle Jules, this is the situation. Grandpa did this to suppress Uncle Ansel and smoothly transit the position of patriarch to you. Look at the entire White family. You are indeed the only one who is best suited to be the patriarch.” At this point, Olympias took out a token from her pocket and said, “Uncle Jules, this is the leadership token given to me by the Council of Elders. I was just keeping it for you. Now, it should be officially handed over to you.” Jules hurriedly refused. He said, “Oly, you are pushing me into neither a virtuous nor righteous situation. I am willing to assist you next, but I will never covet your position as matriarch. “Since you were chosen by your grandfather. I will never violate his last wish. I will never accept this position as the patriarch.” Olympias shook her head and said, “Uncle Jules, all this is for the future of the White family. You’re part of the family. Isn't it true that you should be committed to the White family’s future? I’ve always been out of place in the family. I am well aware of my abilities, and I am not qualified to be the matriarch, so I will not retain this position. “In comparison to the White family, I prefer Regal Palace. That is the place where I call home.”