Since they were named, the cadres did not shirk and spoke in turn.

"Chariot" said: "My opinion is to fight, fight hard, our Clone brigade has been recuperating for a long time, and it needs the blood of the battlefield and the enemy to stimulate it, and the newcomers also need to go through the battlefield experience to become veterans." ”

"The Trial" said: "I also agree to fight, the Clock Tower's control over Italy, though less than that of England, is much stronger than that of the Church and the Dead Apostles." Moreover, the branch of the association is also in the Po River Plain, where the war is waged, and we have a certain advantage. ”

The King added: "The latest information shows that the number of dependents led by White Feather does not exceed fifty, and half of them are low-level dependents who have just been transformed into Dead Apostles. If that's all they have, I don't think our Clone brigade will lose. ”

The Pope continued: "The intelligence officers of the Legal and Political Affairs Section have communicated with the representatives of the Church and confirmed that the Church's agents have dealt with the aftermath of the 'Varzia Night' and have left an early warning mechanism. Although there are still some remnants of the spirit sons, these residues should not pose a danger to us. ”

"Justice" said: "Otten Rochet is not currently in his own territory, and is said to have gone to Las Vegas to meet Van Feim. ”

Van Feim, the fourteenth seat of the "Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles", whose real name is Barelli Firundor Van der Schuldham, is one of the oldest Dead Apostles.

This is a very different kind of Dead Apostle, he is not hidden in the dark like other Dead Apostles, but is keen to socialize, has a considerable position in human society, is the head of one of the world's largest chaebols, and is said to be the Demon King who reigns in the financial world rather than the dark world.

This dead apostle is quite concerned about human society, likes to worry about trivial things, and has been passionate about ecology for hundreds of years, and is committed to protecting the earth's environment. After the First World War, attempts began to increase their sphere of influence without the use of vampiric means.

Because he was very wealthy, many Dead Apostles would ask him for financial assistance, and the "White Winged Duke" Otten Rochet was also one of Van Feim's sponsors, and the two ancient ancestors would meet every once in a while.

The "hermit" took over the conversation: "Because of his departure, some of his subordinates of the second and third generations have no leaders and begin to invade each other. This time, the information that 'White Feather' went to Italy was quietly leaked to the association by another family member of Otten Roche. ”

The Dead Apostles are mostly converted by humans, and humans will fight for power and profit, and they will, because life is long enough, and this struggle will be more durable than humans.

The opinions of the six cadres are quite unanimous, that is, to fight.

Internal needs, external pressures, the strength of the enemy, the battlefield environment, the movements of the enemy's troops, the sources of intelligence, almost all the factors that need to be considered in a battle are all in your favor. It's a great opportunity, and it would be a shame not to fight.

Immediately afterwards, the members of the Clone Brigade also began to express their opinions.

"Captain, I'm in favor of fighting. ”

"That's right, fight, you have to fight. ”

"Fight, Captain. ”

......

The attitude is quite unified, almost all of them are shouting and fighting, and occasionally one or two dissenting opinions are drowned out in the waves.

However, at this moment, Shinji really wanted to say: "Comrades, you can't fight." ”

Of course, it's not a joke, but it's a concern.

Who is the enemy? Is it the Dead Apostles, the Immortals, the "White Feather" at the head or the second generation of the Dead Apostle King, the old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

It's just a pig, and after living for so many years, it should become a sperm, not to mention an important person under the command of "Bai Yigong"? How could he leave such a perfect opportunity?

- There must be something wrong with this!

But where is the problem, and where is it overlooked?

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At night, somewhere in an unknown courtyard.

A handsome young man in a white costume held a glass of bright red liquid, gently swaying against the hazy moonlight.

If he hadn't seen the problem, Barsermelo wouldn't have fought against his father for thousands of years. ”

Father, is the special title of the "White Wing Gong" circle of influence, and is the honorific title of the second generation of dependents to the supreme King of the Dead Apostles, Tevanmu Otten Roche.

Now that such an honorific title is used, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the young man - the target that the Clone Brigade needs to crusade against, the ancient Dead Apostle codenamed "White Feather".

At this moment, he was talking to his men and his dependents about his plans, and one of the third-generation dependents raised similar concerns to Shinji.

"I just want them to see the problem and think about what's the problem?"

Speaking of this, the young man picked up the crystal cup and took a sip. The bright red liquid soaked the pale lips, but instead of running down the corners of the mouth, it was absorbed directly by the lips.

"The human heart is a very strange thing. When the seeds of doubt are sown, human beings will find a way to solve them. If you can't solve it, you will think, think, and keep thinking. Even if you say you put it down, deep down you will still think about it unconsciously. ”

"The information Barsermelo got was all true, not the slightest bit false, so their doubts were not solved. This seed of doubt will keep pulling their energy, little by little, little by little, little by little, and make them hesitate to do anything, which is exactly what I want. If they bump into me like a bullfight, I'm going to be a little distressed. After all, I didn't bring too much bait for fishing this time. ”

"What if they're too hesitant to come?" another family member asked.

"No, it won't. The young man shook his head firmly, "No matter how doubtful they are, they will come." For they are Barsermero, who is hostile to us and other dead apostles, and to his father, and to his father. They don't flinch when they face us, and so do we, and when we meet, one is destined to fall. ”

"I just don't know who the hell is coming? Originally, I wanted to fish out a few candidates for the heir of Barsermeiro, and it would be better to fish out the little girl named Lorelea, and I really wanted to taste what her blood tasted like. ”

The young man narrowed his eyes in intoxication, picked up the crystal cup, and drank the liquid from the cup.

"It's a pity that she's already designated as the next generation of Barsermelo and is undergoing a magic engraving transplant, and it's impossible to come out anytime soon - she can only take a step back and take the knife on her men. ”

"You mean the group of magicians that caused a stir some time ago......? Clone Brigade?"

The young man smiled and confirmed his subordinates' speculations: "My father said that that army is made up of excellent and young magicians, and if they are allowed to continue to grow, they will definitely become a threat to us—the threat must be nipped in the bud. ”

"But, however, how can you be sure that the Clone brigade will come?"

"Because none of Barserlo's other forces can move - our friends will keep Barsermelo at bay for us, at least on the surface. As for whether Barsermelo will use the hidden power that no one knows, all I can say is that they had better not use it, otherwise, hum. ”

The Magic Guild is no match for the Templars, and the relationship between the magicians and the Dead Apostles is quite ambiguous, and many of them are in two boats. And in the clock tower at the headquarters, Barsermelo is not alone.

The young man had not yet faded red, and the corners of his mouth curved into an arc of extreme confidence.

"The stage has been set, all we have to do is wait for the curtain to open, and I promise that night will be one you will remember for the rest of your life. ”