Section 234 Brainwashing

(7.13 First Update)

"It's a pity that there is no possibility of healing the ruptured wound, and you estimate that there is only a deadline left."

"Really? This is fate, you can't be disobedient, the disparity in strength is also a lie to deceive yourself. However, there are no regrets about being able to face off against the earl. Take my proverbs and face death. ”

The city lord's vague consciousness began to shake, admiring the still boiling flames, and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at, for a short funny life?"

"No, I'm laughing at God's banter. A naΓ―ve boy who used to wander the streets, but he absurdly runs the city in the midst of misfortune. For more than a few years, I was cynical, wasted my political achievements, and was finally expelled from power in the midst of internal and external troubles, perhaps as a detective, who was able to find the comfort of being lost. ”

The memoirs of the marquee are the consciousness when they are on the verge of death, and the city lord is obviously repenting of his mediocre life.

"Your Royal Highness, please forgive me for my arrogance, that is also a means of fighting. I remember that in the barren fields, it was my recklessness that killed a young girl of your age. ”

"Eh, is she your daughter?"

"She may resent me, and she is not qualified to ask for it, and that is my most unsuccessful decision."

The tears that leached out of the corners of the eyes began to drip down, which was a lack of emotional inhibition.

"It's a bit off-topic. As an aristocratic faction of the Coronian Kingdom, the Count must have been staying in the territory of the Turan Kingdom for a long time, which must be very meaningful, right? ”

"Yes, it's just a tricky question, do you mind?"

"No, it's too late. I'm almost at the end of my life, can I ask the Earl for something? ”

The city lord shook his arm, as if he was controlling the swinging clock, already, at the limit.

"Say, if I can do it, I'll do my best to help you do it."

"Thank you, it's the desert island I occupied, which was slaughtered a few days ago, and it was Vic who tried to plunder the resources I had hoarded, but failed to reap them, so I had to go away. Does the Count remember the unobstructed hall? ”

"You mean it's a strange complex, it's like a cage, and the sky is the only exit."

Xiao Yi was so excited that she was finally able to insert the topic.

"Yes, Your Highness Princess. The halls are symmetrically distributed, that is, at the intersection of the lines of symmetry, where the mechanism can be activated, and under the fragmented soil is a gold mine hidden in the water of the lake. ”

The lord of the castle gestured in the air, weaving a very novel pattern in the inner net of the box.

"But why did you tell Bell? In a simple relationship, you are not friends. ”

"To be precise, the Count is even the murderer who hurt me, but it is a relief of relief. And the hidden resources, which were originally looted goods, could add help to the earl and was also a kind of salvation. Besides, whatever Vic covets, I will destroy! ”

The cumbersome knot of the heart is untied at this moment, which comes from panic, fear of the invader.

"Okay, I can promise you that even if it is burned, it will never fall into Vic's hands."

The last remaining smile can be regarded as the most glorious end.

"Earl, the taste of this separation is very bitter!"

Truss, sitting on the eaves, collects messy rubble, which becomes more and more showy after burning.

"Are you showing off your way? However, the requiem of intimidation still matches a good note. Go to that desert island and sink all the minerals! ”

"Oh? Is the Earl going to give up the free inheritance? That's a lot of legacy. ”

"Hmph, the loss of life for the love of money is destined to be a tragedy. Rather than that, you should think about how to get out of the lockdown city, which will be a tough test. ”

I looked at the extinguished lighthouse in the distance, it was already early in the morning, and the patrol on duty was about to arrive.

"It's a pleasant pleasure to float out of the lake as a corpse, so goodbye!"

With a light jump, the ghostly figure disappears into the glow of the night.

"Bell, where are we going?"

"Go back to the store and prepare for the next step, maybe Vic is thundering!"

At the end of the alley, there was the sound of sirens, and the slow pace still caught up with the beat of the melody.

Xiao Yi, who was lying in my arms, was already asleep in sleepiness, and the city was quiet, no longer noisy.

Inside the shop, Si Qi is cleaning the hall, and his escape process will be very boring.

"Young master, this is coffee prepared for you, it can refresh your mind, your weak body should be very tired!"

The light brown liquid, which is diluted and clear, can relieve bitterness. After a sip, it's still very bitter.

"Have you obtained the key to the treasure house?"

"Yes, it was a wonderful anatomical process, does the young master want to take a screenshot and go back?"

"Hmph, that kind of fun, it will be very embarrassing, so why bother to be an earl!"

The figure falling from the roof was a drunken Plante, holding up his coffee, stimulating the delayed nerves.

"It seems that in addition to specializing in alcohol, your swordsmanship has not lagged behind, at least it can be equal."

"Really? Perhaps it was in a state of psychedelia that I realized a more subtle means, and my appearance was only a decoration to foil the Count, and I did not dare to disturb it. ”

The killer of tonight's raid is Plant, who has integrated into the core area of the Black Coats.

"The now collapsed Green Soul Gang has stopped the warlord's conspiracy with the city, which is Vic's only consolation. But the loss of food, grass and money, that emotion, may be a different taste. ”

Si Qi analyzed the situation in front of him, the Black Night Society, the warlords, and the corps were already fighting each other, restricting each other.

"Tonight's corps garrison is also very lively, and the brutality after mutual suspicion is a typical example of civil strife."

Plant briefly introduced the contradictions within the corps, which were inevitable entanglements.

"Next, it is a critical moment, according to the estimated schedule, the refugees created by me should have poured into the imperial capital in batches, and the overcrowding is not only difficult to supply relief food, but also tortures the trembling mind. Where will General Olis, who is overwhelmed, fall in public opinion? ”

"This is the so-called internal and external troubles, the young master's delicate design is really insidious!"

"Can I understand it as a mockery? Mr. Plant, please describe the situation in the Black Coat Society. ”

"Okay, after my exploration, I drew this rough map outlining the distribution of forces."

Panrante smashed the bottle, and the yellowed pieces of paper attached to the inner wall were baked with alcohol, and the fragrance was fragrant.

"Earl, please see, this is the residential area of Xijiekou, where almost all the members of the Black Clothes Society are concentrated, and of course, Vic himself is also settled in Mansion 3, which was previously the government's secret hall, storing many confidential documents, which have probably fallen into Vic's hands."

"Secrecy Hall? What kind of agency is that? ”

"It is a detective agency supported by the new government, which is responsible for collecting all kinds of information from the people, which is the core force of control. In addition, in the middle of East Street, it is the support of the people, and they can be regarded as loyal vassals. ”

Plant circled an area, a very wide area, but it was the weakest force.

"Since the establishment of Wuluosha City, the Black Cloak Society has been preaching its teachings nearby, so most of the people here are orphans of the previous dynasty, and they also tried to restore the rule of the Smik family, but they were used."

"It's an ingrained mindset that can't change the meaning of it?"

"Probably, after all, what the common people are most accustomed to is that people follow the clouds, following the footsteps of a large number of people, repeating the trajectory of possible destruction. This area is the southern district, which is stockpiled with artillery, but it has also been lost after several encounters, but it is still stationed in a very tight defense. ”

That's the highlighted location, and it's also the key armory.

"As for the northern district, it is the side near the mountain range, where the inhabitants have been evacuated and temporarily taken over by the army, probably a group of two thousand people, because of the warlords."

"Two thousand? Is that their core strength? ”

I'm surprised that the power of the Black Coat Society seems to be expanding again, and it is difficult to enter the bottleneck.

"No, the current Black-Coated Society is almost more than 20,000 people, and more than half of them are fighters alone."

Pratt's narrative made me a little uneasy, as if he was underestimating the spreading power of the Blackcoats' brainwashing in contempt.

"And who are the rest?"

"More than half of the remaining patrols are there for policing and information exploration, as well as strategists, migrants, and escorts."

"It seems to be a perfect match, but there is a little omission, do you feel it, young master?"

Si Qi's reminder is my faint feeling, there is always a sense of disobedience, but I can't tell what it is.

"Does Mr. Pratt feel similarly?"

"No, not at all, maybe my horizons are not broad, so it's hard to keep up with the progressive thinking of the two."

Plant, who was sober from drinking, grabbed the engraving on the exhibition shelf, which was a very similar drunkard to him, with a staggering posture.

"Young master, it looks like you're falling into the illusion of perfection, get out of it, and everything will be clear."

I patted my head, expelling the sleepiness, as if my eyebrows were faintly in the eyebrow.

"It's an abandoned attribute, brainwashing." (To be continued.) )