Chelsea didn't dare to speak again, but Artoria wouldn't be polite.

"I'm not talking big, just look at it with your eyes." She stared at Chelsea, "But you, what you just said, was it for disguise, or was it your true words?" Do you really think that only the revolutionary army will be able to save the country? ”

Artoria did recognize at first glance that the so-called General of the Revolutionary Army was disguised.

And the reason why he was able to be calm and did not expose it at the first time is also very simple.

The Chelsea in front of her is also a member reserve.

Although they had only just met, Artoria had already roughly seen the girl's character from the conversation just now, and in fact, it was not difficult to see that under the first-class killer identity was a hot heart, and the trust in her companions and her love for her homeland had all been integrated into the eyes of this girl, which was very similar to several in the night attack.

She'd be a good companion.

Artoria was once again intrigued.

"It's not surprising that I think so." Chelsea looked at Artoria with a strange expression, "We are killers, and all we can do is kill, which may be important now, but when it comes to overthrowing the empire and rebuilding the country, we will have no effect at all." ”

This is a common perception of every killer.

They only know how to kill.

They don't know how to farm, they don't know how to produce, and they don't know how to run the country, but they are actually mentally prepared to be wanted by the revolutionary army after overthrowing the empire.

Artoria, however, shook her head.

"Power has an effect at all times, just look at the person who uses it." She said calmly, "In my past study, I learned that dragon slaying warriors will eventually become evil dragons, and you can't guarantee whether the revolutionary army will become a new empire after overthrowing the empire - even if it doesn't now, after a while, maybe it will still be." ”

Artoria's words may be a bit pessimistic.

So Chelsea immediately retorted.

"The revolutionary army will not become like that, everyone is oppressed to the point that they have to stand up and resist."

"Really?" Artoria shook her head, "You probably don't know the limitations of what a peasant uprising is, and you don't know how corrupt power can be, and besides, you can't deny that there is already a struggle for power within the revolutionary army. ”

The general played by Chelsea just now is just the way the general is.

It looks like he oppresses others with righteousness, and then obtains status and power for himself.

After all, before the establishment of the revolutionary army, he was only a small general, and how good he could be.

Chelsea's face flushed slightly.

There is really no way to refute this, she can play that appearance, naturally she knows what is going on.

Naturally, the revolutionary army had all kinds of shortcomings.

"At this time, the role of power is highlighted." Artoria said, "You who have the power can be used as a knife hanging over the heads of the revolutionary army, forcing them to go in the right direction, this is the balance. ”

"But we can't hang it forever." Chelsea was a little unconvinced, "We're going to die of old age one day." ”

"Who says it can't." A smile finally appeared on Artoria's face, "Old death? This kind of thing has nothing to do with you. ”

"Can you still make us immortal?" Chelsea couldn't help but roll her eyes.

However, she soon notices that something is starting to go wrong with the atmosphere around her.

Because besides her.

Everyone is thinking about it seriously.

"Hey, don't you really think you're going to survive?" Chelsea's head was full of question marks.

When everyone around her has problems, she also has to start wondering if it is she who has problems.

"Think about it." Artoria left one last word, then turned away.

She still had a smile on her face.

This is the first time she has told everyone her general idea.

That's right, she chose the easiest path.

There are many ways to make a country develop for a long time, especially in terms of institutions.

However, that was when all were about the same strength.

And now.

These members are the undisputed gods to the ordinary people of this world, whether it is now or in the future, as long as they do not die in the competition of the Chamber of Commerce, they will always be able to become a knife suspended over the heads of those in power in this world.

That's the case.

As long as the flaws possessed by the revolutionary army are not too fatal, it doesn't matter.

Because they can forcibly make the revolutionary army perfect.

All you need is the right amount of power.

Everyone was thinking, but Chelsea was still confused.

Early the next morning.

When Artoria and Joan of Arc left the room and entered the living room, everyone was still gathered there.

They didn't sleep all night.

Always thinking and discussing.

And Chelsea immediately set her eyes on Artoria and Joan of Arc, which was completely different from before, with a hint of incredulity, and a hint of timidity.

That's right, yesterday, Najeta and the others had already told them everything they knew.

Gods from another world, and are ready to bring them all into that world that belongs to God.

For this kind of unimaginable, even unbelievable thing, Chelsea naturally didn't believe it at first.

However, all of them had seen it with their own eyes, and they had shown them the equipment that Artoria had given them, and in such a miraculous display that they could believe even if they did not believe it.

So, it became what it is now.

Artoria naturally knew what the reason was, and she just smiled.

"Looks like you've come to a conclusion." She said.

"That's right." Najeta stepped forward, "Your Majesty, if so, I think it is necessary to leave a memorable warning to everyone in this world, including the later Revolutionary Army. ”

"That's what I did."

Artoria nodded, then raised her hand, stopping Najeta from continuing to speak, but only said with a serious expression:

"It's time for dinner."

"......" Najeta got into her mouth, and the plan was swallowed back directly.

It's indeed time for dinner.

You are Your Majesty, you have the final say.

So, the night raiders ate a mediocre breakfast first, and Chelsea noticed that apart from eating a little more, everyone had a relaxed and expectant expression on their faces, even the young girl named Seleus, who was said to have been brought back from the Imperial garrison.