"Felik, what are you looking at?" Walter touched the other man lightly with his elbow.

That's when Felik did. Seeing Alberta's hand hanging awkwardly in the air.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted." Felik smiled apologetically.

"The newcomer looks like a very interesting guy." The young man at the conference table spoke, and he was the same person who had just looked at Felik.

The other party looks similar to himself on the outside, only eighteen or nineteen years old, but compared to himself, he is much more handsome, and from his inadvertent subtle movements, it can be seen that the other party is a very elegant and gentlemanly person, giving people a very perfect feeling, but this is different from Alyssa's perfection, but a feeling of being perfectly disguised.

"Felik, he's Lance." Walter said.

Felik could tell from the way Walter looked at Lance that Walter admired Lance very much.

There aren't many people who can appreciate Walter, it seems that this kid is not simple, Felik thought to himself.

"Welcome to the Revolutionary Army."

A thick and majestic man's voice came into his ears, and Felik followed the sound to see that at the end of the conference table sat a man, a middle-aged man with gray temples, a scar from his left eye across the bridge of his nose, and I don't know where it was left in which vicious battle. He sat as tall as a pine, his elbows rested on the conference table, his fingers overlapped in the shape of a tower, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was exclusive to those who had been exalted to the top for many years, and the middle-aged man looked at Felik with the same eyes as an elder looking at a junior.

Felik looked at each other expressionlessly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Revolutionary? A name I haven't heard of.

He turned his head to Walter with a puzzled look, and Walter smiled and replied, "I'll explain it to you later." ”

"Walter." The middle-aged man called.

"What's the matter? Chieftain. ”

Chieftain?

What's going on?

The president actually called this man leader.

Felik became more and more puzzled, and he had a rather bad feeling.

"Did you bring someone who didn't know anything?" The middle-aged man asked.

The other party's expression looked serious and surprised, and Felik felt that the other party's eyes scanned over him like a scalpel dissecting, as if he wanted to dig out his inside and see him as he was.

It didn't feel good, and Felik swallowed and looked away, not making eye contact with the other person.

Walter coughed awkwardly, "Ahem, although he doesn't know the situation, I promise he will join us." ”

Lance's smile narrowed when he heard this, and the eyes that looked at Felik became wary and wary.

"It's really surprising, I thought Walter you have always been very steady, but I didn't expect to really bring unrelated people in, what if he doesn't agree later? Kill him? ”

"Lance! He would have agreed! ”

Walter's voice suddenly rose by one decibel.

"Okay, let's see the results."

Lance shrugged his shoulders and sighed helplessly, apparently he didn't expect Walter's promise.

"Felik, follow me." Walter said to Felik.

Felik followed Walter around the conference table and into a room, and the whole time he walked up the steps to the front of the room, Felik could feel that everyone was watching him, and it was not a kind look.

The middle-aged man who sat at the top and was called "the leader" by Walter looked at him with curiosity in his eyes, while Lance looked at him with a wary look, and Alberta lost the enthusiasm he had greeted him before, and cast a complicated look like everyone else.

Felik felt a great sense of rejection from this, he was alien in this group, and everyone was wary of it.

It wasn't until I entered the room, and as everyone's view was cut off by the door, that the feeling of sitting on pins and needles disappeared.

"What the hell is going on? What is the Revolutionary Army? Who are the people here? Felik could no longer suppress his doubts and asked a series of questions.

"Rest easy." Walter smiled mysteriously.

She walked over to the table and twisted a knob on it, the magic chandelier on the top was turned on, and a soft yellow glow emanated and filled the room, and Felik saw at a glance the huge map on the central table.

Anyone can tell that this is the national map of the Empire, and the place names on it are so detailed that not only towns, but even villages that Felik has never heard of are standardized.

As you can see from the contour lines and detailed topographical annotations, this is not just a map to guide the way, it is more like a strategic map, used to lay out armies in war.

Using the map in front of him as a clue, and then contacting the revolutionary army in the mouth of the middle-aged man before, Felik understood.

These people are rebels, enemies of the Empire.

President Walter turned out to be a member of the Revolutionary Army, and the sudden announcement of his identity caught Felik off guard, and he didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

"Look at your face and I'll know you get it." Walter smiled and sat down across the table, gesturing to another chair and motioning for Felik to sit down as well.

Felik hesitated for a moment, then submissively sat down across from Walter, who was a little unfamiliar in front of him, as if he was no longer the guild leader he knew, he waited, waiting for the other party's lobbying words that were about to be spoken.

"Felik, you said you were going to be a brave man, you were planning to defeat the Demon King, right?" Walter spoke, she was very smart, and chose to start the topic from the other party's interests, which is a very simple conversation skill, if you want the other party to cooperate obediently, you must put out the benefits that the other party wants, and do what they like, in order to make things happen.

In Walt's eyes, Felik was not a smart fellow, only the strange power hidden in her interest her, and now Felik had another shining point in her eyes - the swordsmanship that restrained the imperial swordsmanship.

"What else can a brave man do besides defeat the Demon King?" Felik replied nonchalantly.

He could roughly guess what the other party was thinking about, but he didn't bother to think about it.

Before the negotiations began, he had decided that he would not join the revolutionary army.

"I can't think of the third reason for defeating the Demon King except for two points, one is the supreme honor, and the other is that human beings can live a peaceful life without being disturbed by the demons." Walter watched Felik's expression carefully as he spoke, but Felik didn't seem to be listening.

Walter took a deep breath and said in a very solemn tone: "No matter what the reason, I will satisfy you, as long as you join the revolutionary army." As long as the revolutionary army overthrows the rule of the empire, then we will make you a brave man, this is my promise, and it is also the promise of the revolutionary army. ”