"You are the messenger of Rhine City?" A cold voice popped out of his teeth, and Carlo stared at Old Jack deadly, exuding a murderous aura on his body, and the blade of light in his hand was even more swordsman.

"I, I'm the Chancellor of Finance of the Rhine, Jack Davis, the messenger this time, you, who are you?" Old Jack felt that his heart was about to burst, and he had miscalculated the determination of Bavaria to start a war, and he was afraid that this time it would be a sheep and there would be no return.

Originally, in Old Jack's estimate, after the last battle, although Bavaria City defeated the 100,000 army of the Cult of Light, but Bavaria City must have fought very hard, after all, according to the information collected before, the army of Bavaria City will not exceed 50,000, even if some people are mobilized, they can only gather 100,000 troops at most, but where is the opponent of the elite army of the Cult of Light.

This is also the reason why the Rhine City wants to start a war, at least the analysis made by the Rhine City is that the attack on Bavaria City is 100% guaranteed, but the ideal is very full, the reality is too skinny, and the final outcome is the defeat of the Illuminati Cult, God knows how Bavaria City won this battle. Afterwards, the Cult of Light didn't reveal a word, but what survived on his side was vague and confused.

However, Old Jack analyzed that Bavaria City's defeat of the Cult of Light must also be a big injury, so although it carries the momentum of a big victory, if Rhine City bows its head slightly, the other party will still take the opportunity to step down, after all, Bavarian City no longer has the ability to start a war, unless they want to lose both sides with Rhine City.

That's why Old Jack came. Otherwise, you have to resign if you say anything. Pretending to be sick, falling a horse and breaking a bone, or something like that.

Suddenly. Old Jack became the center of attention in the council chamber.

Carlo stared at Old Jack, as if he was afraid that he would run away: "Listen, let you eat blindly, I am Caro, the patriarch of the berserker tribe!"

"It's over!"

Old Jack groaned in his heart, he knew a lot about the berserker tribe, and this patriarch Carlo was also known for his berserk, and it was said that no one could stop him from doing what he wanted to do. The same was true of the father of Count Prosis.

No wonder Bavaria City can withstand the attack of the Cult of Light, it turns out that it has the support of the Berserker Tribe, the Berserker is a soldier of all people, and the combat effectiveness is super strong, the Jiang City Lord must rely on it very much, and even some things dare not be blocked, because Bavaria City needs the support of the Berserker Tribe too much, for example, now Carlo wants to kill himself to take revenge???

"In this battle, 1,598 people from our tribe were killed. Use your head to pay tribute to these 1598 people!" Carlo slowly raised the blade of light in his hand, and the blazing light of the sword caused ripples in the air around the blade. Exudes terrifying power.

When Old Jack saw it, he was so frightened that his soul was scattered, if this was cut down with a sword, he was afraid that he would immediately become two petals, and there would be no bones left.

"Plop!"

In the case of his life not being guaranteed, what dignity and what face are just floating clouds, old Jack knelt down on his knees and wept bitterly: "City Lord Jiang, I was wrong, it was our Rhine City that was deeply sinful, our city lord was heinous, I knew it was wrong, I shouldn't help the abuse, please give me a chance, let me turn my back on the darkness and throw myself into the light, I really know that I was wrong, please don't kill me!!"

The people in the council room, everyone's expressions were very strange, although this old Jack was very nervous and cautious after coming in, but at least he should still have the demeanor, at a glance, he knew that he was a nobleman from a big family, but now, what is the difference between him and the homeless man begging on the roadside.

Therefore, people, when it comes to survival, what temperament, title, body and face are just floating clouds, just a layer of clothing.

"Okay, Caro, you put away your sword first, I see the sacrifice of the berserker tribe, after all, people are the messengers of a city, we can't do things without grace, after all, there is a saying, the two countries are at war without killing!" Jiang Tian finally spoke, this sentence simply made Old Jack like an abyss was mentioned to heaven, and there was light in front of him, but the crying was even more powerful, this was a cry of joy, a cry of longing for life.

"Thank you City Lord Jiang, thank you City Lord Jiang for not killing!" Old Jack kept kowtowing, no different from a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"What a waste!" Carlo put away the blade of light, looked at Old Jack with disdain, and returned to his seat, the others moving away from him, the thick murderous aura making people uncomfortable.

Jiang Tian looked at Old Jack with a smile, "Actually, not only Carlo is the only one under my command who wants your life, but in the city, there are thousands of people who have lost their relatives who also want your life, if you don't believe it, you can try it, as long as you shout 'I am the finance minister of Rhine City' when you walk out of the city lord's mansion, I believe that the next moment you will be bitten to death by the people who rush over!"

Old Jack trembled all over, as if he saw the scene of his body being torn apart by thousands of people, and his complexion, which had just warmed up, became extremely pale.

Jiang Tian retracted his gaze with satisfaction, what he wanted was this effect, he really couldn't understand how Rhine City could send such a timid guy as a mouse to be an envoy, wasn't it proper to embarrass him?

Jiang Tian continued: "You also said just now, Rhine City is the dark camp, and Bavarian City is the light camp, you are willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes!" said Old Jack.

"Is it or isn't!" Jiang Tian's face was pale, and the momentum like a mountain swept out, and almost the air emitted a "buzzing" trill, and what was even more serious was the spiritual coercion.

At this moment, in Old Jack's mind, Jiang Tian was like a hundred-foot-tall giant crushing over, incomparably mighty, and he was like an ant, terrified.

"Yes, I'm going to abandon the darkness and turn to the light!" said Old Jack, and if he didn't say anything, he was afraid that he would be crushed to death like an ant.

"Very good, then you read it out according to a manuscript for a while, if you hear it, I will record it with a crystal ball, I need to let the people of the Phillips Federation know the cruelty of Opherlock through your mouth!" Jiang Tian took a parchment scroll from Campas's hand, and hundreds of words were densely written on it, which Jiang Tian asked Campas to process on the spot.

Originally, Jiang Tian still had a headache about how to correct his name, but now that Old Jack has come up, he can be familiar with the atrocities of Opherlock, and secondly, he can make himself famous and become the orthodoxy of the Phillips Federation, killing two birds with one stone. (To be continued.) )