"Yes!" In this case, Grumas finally found a life-saving straw, so he naturally caught something and said something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "Even if I commit a crime, it will not be your turn to approve it." At most, I'll just hand me over to a military judge, not to mention that I'm not guilty at all!"

That's what it is, the floating fortress that crashed but still has the value of repairing is an ownerless thing, and it is impossible to say that there is any sin in fighting for such a thing. If it must be said, it is only Lu Wu who is guilty, not Grumas.

At least, that's what Grumas thought. As long as the final result of this matter is not "private", but is put on the side of the regular army for adjudication, then everything will be under control.

“…… What is it to forbid others to enter the city in order to cut off the external sales of the public trade network?!" shouted from the electric horn. This practice is clearly completely illegal.

The main purpose of this is, of course, to increase the plight of the local residents (who are not actually local residents, but only refugees), and to encourage them to grasp Lu Wu like a lifesaver when Lu Wu arrives. In this way, Lu Wu, who is unfamiliar with the situation and does not understand the situation, has the courage to surprise - this is the original setting of Grummas. But Grumas can't say that now.

"It's my duty," Grumas said, "to prevent the Stygian side from sending spies to affect the defense...... In particular, it is necessary to prevent them from becoming aware of our logistical transport situation......"

"So, what about your men killing people out there at will?"

"That's my lack of discipline......" Grumas suddenly felt a little funny, but the situation he was in at the moment made him unable to laugh. I can't see that Lu Wu is actually such a ...... Naive...... He remembered the way Lu Wu suddenly came out to save the locals who would have been killed, and the expression on his face at the banquet that day. To say that it was Lu Wu's deliberate performance, it was not very similar.

Especially at the banquet, Grumas was sure that Lu Wu was provoked by him. Sadly, the anger had not yet overtaken his sanity. Then again, anger is anger, but I can't understand why I am angry. Is it because of justice? or is it the insult and ridicule that you have received?

But now that I think about it, or maybe this person is still like this. After all, Lu Wu still looks very young. It would not be outrageous for a person who grew up in a small place, so to speak, closed and conservative (all the evidence points to Lu Wu's coming from a small town in the border area), to say that at this age he has some anachronistic naivety, some insistence that is boring to others.

Although he does have a talent for fighting.

“…… I do have a responsibility for that......" he said. He is right, of course, there is responsibility for the so-called lax control, but it can never be a great responsibility.

"So, what are the women who died in your room?" said the words suddenly from the loudspeaker.

Grumas was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

In the next moment, the Iron Giant grabbed the hem of his robe and dragged him off the ground. Although grabbing the placket of his shirt did not tighten his neck, restricting his breathing. But it also made him struggle desperately in a panic.

"I'm a nobleman!" he cried out at last, "those are but pariahs!"

"That's right. I couldn't agree more, Your Excellency Grumas. A joking voice rang out from the loudspeaker, "Actually, I'm not against everything you do." Ah, I should say, I fully agree with your approach. Those untouchables are too weak and useless to be sorry for even if they die. You should feel the same way, right?"

"What...... "Grumas couldn't believe his ears for a moment.

"So you should be able to understand what I'm doing now. "Actually, I think you're just as weak and useless, so even if you die, there's nothing to be sorry for." ”

The Iron Giant took two steps, his arms sticking out of the platform's railing, Grumas' feet dangling in the air. As soon as he let go, Grumas would fall straight from the height of the four-story building.

An ordinary person with sufficient preparation will inevitably be injured if he jumps from such a height. Not to mention Grumas's posture at the moment. If you fall, I'm afraid it's not a lot of bad luck, but a life of nine deaths.

By this time, the sky was slightly bright, enough to see the height under your feet. Usually this height is not scary, but now looking down, it makes his whole body tremble involuntarily. A gust of wind blew, and a kind of breath could be clearly felt in the wind.

The breath of death and despair.

What a terrible feeling this is! Like the sand in the tide, you don't make your own decisions at all, you can only let yourself play with bullying. In this state, every second becomes so short and so long. Ever, this feeling was given to others by Grumas, but when it enveloped him, he didn't have any immunity.

The Iron Giant's head has no expression function, just a cold steel face. Grumas turned his head in despair, and saw the horizon for the last time, the dawn of dawn.

Then his expression froze suddenly, and he burst into laughter.

……

"Your Highness...... It's almost dawn!" the female attendant cautioned.

She's been here for a long time, and in fact, she's just in time to see the last act of this fight.

The warlock of the Radiant Sun family, his body was directly penetrated by the hostess.

Pierced through fatal positions of the body with intimidating precision, and at breakneck speed. That high-speed blow is beyond the range of human dynamic vision.

Enough speed can make anything dangerous. The soft flow of water cuts through the sturdy steel at high speeds. That's why most Warlocks don't like to use weapons. This is especially true in Warlock Battles.

The lifeless corpse lay at the feet of Butterfly Dream, and the blood had already coagulated.

But Diemeng stood there still unmoved, as if feeling something, and seemed to just stand there stupidly. She has maintained this position since she killed the other person.

The female attendant also waited for a long time, until she couldn't wait any longer before raising this question. She almost thought her master was hurt by something. In fact, although it can be said that dawn is imminent at this time, it will really take a little time before dawn.

"It's dawn, huh?" Butterfly finally reacted. "Ah, it's not light yet! But this ...... Time flies. ”

"Ma'am...... You ......"

"Ah, I'm fine. Butterfly made a gesture. In the darkness, a black beast pounced, but by the time it pounced on Butterfly Dream, the beast's body had already turned into something that could only be described as a shawl. More beasts came together, and in a short time, Butterfly Dream had an extra coat that looked half fur and half fabric. In this season, this kind of clothing is on the hot side, but on this cool night, it is unexpectedly suitable. "I'm just experimenting. She put on her coat and said to her entourage with a smile. "It's also a rare opportunity to try out what the so-called 'devouring' is all about. ”

"That'...... The result?"

"It's amazing!" replied Butterfly. "It's such a simple thing...... I thought it was a rough thing, just the product of someone's brain, but it happened to fit the rules of the world...... There should be a lot of room for improvement. But in reality, there is little room for improvement. The man who invented magic must have had an extraordinary understanding of warlocks and magic. I guess," she smiled. "Even if he was a warlock, he would have to dissect at least tens of thousands of warlocks on the dissecting table to get such a concise and ingenious magic, which can only be called art. ”

"Ma'am, then ......"

"What needs to be done for me has been done. Butterfly Meng looked at the corpse at her feet, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyebrows. If she had a choice, she would have made the magic known as "Devouring" disappear from this world entirely. It is a ruthless and cruel magic that rewrites the relationship between all warlocks, and to put it mildly, it will mercilessly disrupt the existing order of the world, leaving a deep imprint.

I don't know what kind of wisdom invented this magic, and what kind of heart is promoting this magic with a heart that is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. How much restless hearts will it disturb? How much goodness and compassion will it destroy in the hearts of warlocks? Just like the warlock of the Radiant Sun who had just died at her hands, how many cowardly souls would think of using the corpses of their fellow citizens to make their own stairs to the heights.

It must be said that Huiyue is far less good than Hadesmoon in this regard. At least, judging from her hunch, maybe Stygian Moon could forcibly suppress this dark tide with an iron fist. But on Huiyue's side, the situation is much worse. At least from her point of view, she knew that many of Radiance's rules were not particularly strictly enforced. Those who lack the courage to challenge the strong, but are good at bullying the weak, will have a fluke mentality and try to target the backs of their fellow citizens.

Diemeng shook her head, temporarily suppressing her anxiety about the future in her heart. What will the future hold? It should change, but I don't know in which direction.

But at least, we have more time to prepare than we do on the Stygian side. The thought popped into her head.

"It's going to be dawn soon. The retinue repeated again.

She drove all distractions away. Lu Wu could be said to have given her a small surprise, but it was almost dawn now. The outcome of this battle should already be in.

The king rook was castled, and the "king" and "rook" each took a position where they should not be. It doesn't matter if the rook replaces the king's position, anyway, from the perspective of the chess game, although the rook is powerful, it is not irreplaceable. Even if you are eaten by the other party, it does not determine the victory or defeat. However, the king was completely different. Can the king replace the role of the rook and defeat the enemy on the front line?

If you can, it's a perfect victory, and if you can't, it's a defeat of your own making.

She would know the outcome right away.

"Let's go back. She said to her entourage. "Maybe we should clean up the camp...... "As if playing with fire before, the Warlocks of the Flare Sun Clan poured their magic unscrupulously, wrestling the entire tent into a mess. The tent is Lu Wu's anyway, and it's none of her business. But all her clothes and luggage are housed inside. I completely forgot about this before!