Moratti took a small wooden skewer and inserted it into the middle of the bone, pulled out the bone marrow, piled it on a plate, greasy lumps, and scooped it up with a spoon and put it in his mouth, enjoying the pleasure on his face.

Vanessa, who was opposite him, frowned slightly, as if she didn't like it, but she didn't speak.

Moratti picked up the stick bone, shook it in his hand, and said, "Miss Vanessa doesn't like my savage way of eating, does she? Let go of the reserve, and you'll be able to taste the deliciousness.

You say I don't know much about your civilization?

Maybe.

Seventy-nine years ago, I was born in the imperial capital, yes, the imperial capital, as the widow of a lady-in-waiting of the viscount family.

I was fortunate enough to be taken care of by the Viscount and helped me register as an illegitimate child, so that I could study in the community school for free, and then I was lucky enough to pass through the academy gate and be admitted to the Imperial Capital Source Energy Academy.

The viscount was delighted, and sincerely rejoiced for me, and he thought that the light of civilization could cleanse my sinful blood.

Then I studied, I advanced, and I became a civilized person that you recognize. Years later, he returned to the New World with the Viscount's trust to take care of his business, which was the newly discovered Mithril Mine in the mountains of Drano Mountain.

Had it not been for this arrangement, I would have lived as a civilized person forever, healthy, prosperous, and carefree, completely oblivious to my lineage and my people.

Still, fate has brought me back here, and I know that there is a group of people who need me more than my mother who is far away in the imperial capital, the viscount who sees me as her own, and my half-blood siblings.

Poor, hungry, ignorant, and on the brink of destruction, I stayed in the mountains of Draenor to help my fellow citizens and keep them alive.

I've been working hard for 50 years to get what you have in front of you, whether you call them rebels or the aborigines who want to build their own country.

Excuse me, where does the source of our suffering and blood come from?

Why are we driven to this barren mountain when we used to live freely on our own land?

You might say that it was the fault of the early colonizers, that you are all clean, white, and innocent.

No, it seems to me, not to us, that everything you enjoy now has been taken from us.

What did your ancestors say, oh, yes,

'Outside the city-state, either gods or beasts'!

Our ancestors were weak outside of your civilization, so naturally they were not gods, they were beasts.

If they knew that you were discussing with a bunch of wild beasts how civilized people should treat you, they would probably scold you, don't be a descendant!

Hahaha......

Don't just talk about civility, humanity and human rights when you need it.

You can tell Brother Ling these words of mine in the letter:

From tomorrow onwards, I will send him a human head every day, and yours will be the last one.

If he still doesn't agree to our terms, I'll have a way to get more and more weighty heads for him after the people here have dealt with them.

The children of the beast naturally have the way of the beast. ”

......

Vanessa didn't know how she got back to the room, the man named Moratti, who was supposed to be the leader of the rebels, was dumbfounded by what he said.

Of course, what made her so frustrated was that she didn't think that the empire would agree to the rebels' demands for negotiations, and in the end, her own people would become headless ghosts.

It is even more impossible to raid and recapture them, this place is heavily guarded, and it is in the center of the Draenor Mountains, it is difficult to get close to the aborigines without alarming them, and sending people to rescue them is to think that they will not die fast enough.

The rebels are completely guerrilla in nature, and they can only be exterminated by sending large corps to slowly encroach on the rebels' territory and force them to fight a decisive battle. But by that time, the grass on his grave was several feet high.

In a bad mood, Vanessa collapsed on her bed and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

When she got here, her treatment suddenly improved, and she no longer fell asleep with more than a dozen people crammed into a small tent and smelling the sweat of others. She had her own cave, the home of the miners in the mines, and if she ignored the guards patrolling the gate and the wooden flail on her wrist, she felt that she could at least be considered an ordinary miner who would be on his way to his post tomorrow.

In the midst of her thoughts, a big hand suddenly covered her mouth, and she turned her head in panic to see a familiar figure standing beside her bed.

Jacques!

How could he get into my room?!

Jacques pressed his index finger to his lips and motioned for Vanessa to remain silent, and she blinked twice to show that she understood.

Jacques then drew a Legion dagger from his waist, snapped through the shackle with swift flails, and sheathed it back, holding her sideways with both hands, regardless of Vanessa's consent, and turned into a door of light.

Vanessa saw the scenery change, and from the cave room, she suddenly entered the starry sky!

There was boundless darkness in all directions, with only faint points of light floating around, and when you turned your head, the light gate grew sharply until it disappeared.

Jacques relaxed his left hand and was about to put Vanessa down, but when the man in his arms looked down to the ground, he was so frightened that he put his hands around his neck and his legs around his waist, and he couldn't live or die.

I don't know where I fell when I let go.

"Ahem, Miss Vanessa, please come down, it's okay, it won't fall, don't worry. Jacques said.

Vanessa blushed and tentatively stepped her foot down, but she really stepped on it, and turned her head to see that Mark was smiling and standing there with a fat orange in his arms looking at him.

There is no time to lose.

Jacques pulled Vanessa away, and at the same time briefly explained to her his source energy technique spatial rift, and the current situation.

"We must join Marianne as soon as possible, and we have to leave the mountains of Draeno and go to the area under the control of the Empire. We're safe. Jacques said.

Vanessa suddenly stopped and said, "Jacques, can you save the others? or they will definitely die, the rebels have decided to kill one person a day until my brother accepts their terms......"

This made Jacques difficult, thought for a moment and said: "Can we save only a few people, such as your friends, with so many people, we can't leave the Draenor Mountains quickly, first of all, there are not enough horses, we only prepare the horses of the two of you...... Too many people are a burden, and in the end they will kill us all.

Mark, do you have any friends trapped in there? Vanessa, who do you want to save? If we use the spare horses, we can save up to ten more people. ”

Mark shrugged and said, "My friend...... It's only Vento and Marianne, they're safe, and that little of Deresa won't save me, and the others are even more unnecessary. ”

Jacques looked at Vanessa, the girl didn't expect it to be so difficult, and wrung her hands and said, "I've only been in York City for a few months, and you are my only friends in the New World, so I just left them alone......"

Jacques scratched his head and said, "I see, as long as the rebels don't kill people casually, right? ”

He took Fat Orange from Mark's arms and said, "You wait for me here, don't wander around, or I will find you very hard." ”

Then he turned back and drifted away under the gaze of the two men.

......

After an hour, Vanessa and Mark became more and more restless, looking around anxiously, until they finally saw a figure running from a distance.

When he got closer, Jacques still hugged the fat cat and said with a smile: "Okay, they don't dare to move the prisoners without permission in the short term, let's go! ”

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