After Yakalet raised his arms, hundreds of royal city guards immediately swooped down from the opposite direction, and their momentum was like a bamboo. In less than a minute, the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and the thieves located underground were scuffled together, and entered a tug-of-war of glue.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, which gives the three of them a chance to break into the basement at the lower level and find the location of the enemy's head organ while the large army is resisting the enemy's attack.

Yakaret: "What are you three doing here, Chenxing, hurry up! The enemy's head mechanism is already clear, it's at the bottom of the ground!"

Remember, not only do you have to protect the dyed moon, but you also have to keep Alice safe, because she is the daughter of the last patriarch of the Habsburgs, and the blood in her body may be closely related to the mystery of unlocking the "Heber Crystal"!

Therefore, she is the target of the enemy's capture!"

Chenxing: "I don't need to say it, I know it! With me here, the enemy will never hurt them!"

Yaris: "It's time for our family's fate to be cut off today!

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Butterfilell: "Is it another attack by the King's Army?"

Hmph, since we have followed your advice in the seven years of anxiety, we have turned our backs on our army and followed you here in a state of war! We can't remember how many times we have faced such a "crusade". You, judging from the current situation, have really caused us a lot of trouble!"

An old man dressed in a brown sorcerer's robe still sat on a quaint wooden chair, tasting the red wine, but the color of the red wine, in the dim environment with the curtain closed, showed a rich dark red, like coagulated blood.

Shirada Habsburg:

"Oh, huh, ha, don't you regret it? Or is it because the enemy has broken into the base and is finally starting to feel "fear"?

In my opinion, you are neither a timid person, nor a thoughtless puppet, even if it is a countless reversal of time, you will never refuse the suggestion of that time!"

The other man, who had been hidden in the dim inner side of the wooden pillar of the hall, at this moment, after hearing Butterfell's words, also let out a loud laugh from his voice, without any disguise, without any concealment of "quietly holding his breath", but on the contrary, he walked out with a swaggering step with a completely different frivolous step.

The expression was so excited that the whole body trembled and convulsed because of the excitement.

Unconcerned about the present situation, he walked straight up the broken steps, "glancing" at Butterfilell, who was sitting on a quaint wooden chair, and then passed by him as if no one was around.

Finally, I came to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtain in a way that was almost torn. The dreary, oppressive atmosphere of the room is finally beginning to be relieved.

The sunlight outside unceremoniously enters the interior through the "cloudy" environment of the mountains. And the man's face, under the reflection of the sun, showed a distorted face with excitement, and even to others, it looked full of hideousness.

Although Butterfilier had his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, the sunlight still slanted to his eyes from the side and the corner between the top, and he subconsciously lifted the sleeves of his robe that wrapped his wrists to block the dazzling light that suddenly appeared.

Butterfiller: "Of course, since I joined the Flame Empire, the Assassination Force of the Mist, I have abandoned the so-called "fear" of ordinary humans. Although I didn't think that the so-called "King's Army" could threaten me, it was still like a thousand flies flying around my mansion, and I was annoyed!

Just now I already felt the magic of my other two right-hand men, and it gradually disappeared, it seems that they have also been defeated, and I still underestimate the growth of the other party in the past few years. Oops~Ah, what a pity!"

After saying that, Butterfilier picked up the wine glass, because the sun was shining, and the wine in the glass began to show a bright red.

Then, with three fingers, he clamped the glass, and sprinkled it on the cracked floor with a "semi-arc" trajectory, quickly filling the cracks in the "cracked and broken" ground; then, the red liquid, according to the trajectory formed, spread all the way and flowed; and the slight inclination of the terrain produced a weak gravitational traction, and the wine that was sprinkled on the ground gathered into flowing silk threads, gradually forming a pure natural and beautiful painting.

Hildara Habsburg: "Hey~, don't sigh, although your subordinates have died, you can't help but feel a little sorry. But, in the long run, you have nothing to lose, anyway, our target is Yaris, and she has entered our encirclement!

And the main force of the guard of the "King's Army" will also be buried in the "Tower of Babylon"! As long as we activate the mechanism and capture Yaris, the rest of the people can all be destroyed in an instant!"

Butterfilell: "Hmph, do you want my subordinates to be destroyed together?

Shiralda Habsburg: "Subordinates, subordinates are subordinates because they exist for their own superiors!"

Just as a knight performs a "knightly salute" to his lord, a servant of God --- a priest builds a church for the sake of the god he believes in, and a courtier kneels before the king and prostrates on the ground!

Countless "kings" in their own "worldview", whether they are lords, kings, or even gods, are not excluded. What they are pursuing is either money, or territory, or resources, or even dominating the continent for a while, leaving that brief page of glory, and then being surpassed, drowned, and devoured by countless successors!

The emperors did everything they could in their youth during their lifetimes, and what they sacrificed countless times in exchange for nothing was just vanity!

And for this purpose, countless lowly warriors at the bottom of society gave their lives for it, they gave everything, sacrificed everything, and had to bear all the pain and darkness.

But they are not only willing, they are even satisfied!

It is because those "kings" who are good at taking advantage of people's hearts, in order to maintain their own rule, for someone to die for themselves, and die as they deserve, so they will weave all kinds of "moral systems" that paralyze people's hearts and corrupt people's spirits.

For example: the "medieval chivalry morality" of allegiance to one's lord. The idea of "loyalty does not serve the two masters" in the eastern country, they are all good columns. But why is this kind of thinking so enduring that it is becoming more and more promoted?

It is precisely because those "kings" have whitewashed the "morality" that imprisons your thoughts with the so-called "glorious glory".

For those warriors who are disabled for their own selfish desires and whose families are ruined, they are all given the title of "heroes" of the empire, so that they can get spiritual comfort, so that they will be loyal to the emperor until death, and their families will also revel in such glory and cannot extricate themselves!

And for those who dared to rebel against the enslavement of the emperor, rebelled against the decay of the aristocracy, had new ideas, and pursued the value of self-happiness, they were called "disloyal to the emperor" and "traitors and thieves", and were spurned.

And you, the Assassination Force of the Mist, are orphans who have been adopted since childhood, or children who have been abducted and trafficked, and the Ting Flame Empire has not only given you nothing, but has used cruel means to mutilate your companions, but has made you unconditional allegiance!

Isn't that sad, ridiculous? The people of the upper echelons of the empire can sacrifice you in exchange for their own luxury and wealth. And most of the lower classes voluntarily accept this kind of slavery and regard it as their own glory!

Aren't your subordinates the same? They are loyal to you, whether it is during the control of the Gartingyan Empire, in the face of harsh high-handed policies, or in the face of the challenges of brutal warfare, you have treated them well! And now, you have led them out of the misery of slavery and began to fight for their own interests.

Even if they plunder, conquer, and gradually evolve into a "group of thieves" spurned by the world, they live more freely, more chic, and more real than in the era of imperial enslavement!

Therefore, they are also corrupted by your "kindness" in the past, and their hearts are willing to give their lives for you! Therefore, even if they die in battle, it is voluntary!

And I lead you to pursue the eternal way, just like the struggle between people, between gods and gods, and between gods and men, each time it takes a massive sacrifice to have a short end.

Then, after a few decades, there were disputes and sacrifices repeated! These sacrifices were all promoted by the imperial capital, the nobles, the royal family, and the cunning businessmen!

Remember! You are not wrong! Because you are a living being, and living things are selfish by nature! From birth, in order to survive, they will continue to consume other innocent lives! Even if there are descendants who insult you, it is only out of jealousy! If they have the opportunity to gain eternal life, even if they sacrifice the lives of their fellows, how many will refuse?

They can sacrifice you without hesitation, so why can't you sacrifice them? I didn't call you: you can suppress your emotions without abandoning them without any heartache! You can cry out loud with grief, or you can silently regret it for years!

But you can also tell yourself that they died willingly for the sake of the people to whom they were loyal, and they were full of happiness before they died, no doubt!

And what you have to do is not to "bored" live in the past and constantly feel the pain of losing your subordinates! But to warn yourself to make their sacrifices worthwhile! To be worthy of their lost lives!

Eternal life has eternal beauty, but I do not deny that there is also ephemeral beauty in short life!

From this day on, you can make a vow to take the place of your subordinates who have a short life, to bear the wishes and sins of your departed companions, to make life more worthwhile, to burn it instead of them!

Humanity will eventually die, but the meaning is different! And your subordinates will be proud that their short and small lives can be integrated into your "great cause".

The flame of their life, when extinguished, will surely illuminate the way to "eternity" for you! For them now, there is nothing happier than this!

And I, like you, am the one who has abandoned everything and rebelled against my fellows! But I have not a trace of regret or guilt! Can you hear the beautiful melody of the constant excitement and trembling of the longing for the "eternal road" from the depths of my heart?"