Simon returned to his seat and sat down, and suddenly he was stunned: "Wait, what did Luke just say." I don't know that a large number of refugees are fleeing the City of Guardianship. ”

The round middle-aged man ran out, his face covered with sweat: "City Lord, under your governance; The city of protection is safe and secure, the wind and rain are smooth, everyone is singing praises, do you ask everyone present? ”

The crowd echoed one after another, and some people even stood up and said loudly: "In my opinion, the merits of the city lord surpass any president in the history of the United States." The title of city lord is a bit outdated, and it should be called Simon Holy Emperor. ”

Simon laughed: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be; The Holy Emperor Simon is a good name. ”

Everyone was smiling, and they all rushed forward to pat themselves on the back, for fear that they would be half a point slower and be robbed of the benefits by others.

Simon's heart is relaxed, and he looks for an opportunity to sneak down.

"Eric, stop."

The round heartbeat almost stopped, and he turned his face crying: "City Lord? ”

"Someone is fleeing the Guardian City?"

"A group of ignorant pariahs, who could not grasp the greatness of the city lord, and in shame, began to exile themselves." Eric makes excuses for himself while glorifying Simon.

Simon's eyebrows stretched slightly: "Yes, this is not an escape, they are self-exile." These people are too ignorant of the rules, they eat so much food from me, they just want to leave. ”

"Don't worry, city lord, I have closed the door to enter and exit, these untouchables don't want to escape." Speaking of which, Eric's chest sounded.

"Well done." Eric was pardoned, his sleeve wiping the sweat from his forehead, and the second sentence of his heart rose to his throat: "How many people are left in the city?" ”

Grunt, round Eric swallowed his tongue and stared at Simon, catching every subtle expression, carefully extending a palm.

"Half a million people?" The natives of the Guardian City are 600,000, and it's perfectly acceptable to have 500,000 left.

"City Lord, yes, it's one-fifth."

With a bang, the round flew up, the chest collapsed, the bones and internal organs were shattered together, flying through the air, and the blood kept spurting out like a faucet: "What's the use of leaving you." I have an army to capture all the untouchables who have escaped. ”

The army of the Guardian City poured out of their nests and hunted down refugees everywhere.

Simon was very angry, very angry, these damned pariahs, ungrateful, the lord of this city gave them food and drink, and in the end he even wanted to abandon me, it is really morally low, and his conscience is greatly broken.

At the same time, he is also worried, his eyes have been fighting for power and profit, fighting against other interest groups, as well as the original conservative forces, and he doesn't pay attention to ordinary people in this regard, and he doesn't pay too much attention to it.

For him, there is no difference between ordinary people and pigs, horses, cattle and sheep.

Unexpectedly, after he won the struggle and defeated all his opponents, he came to the bottom of the kettle.

Ordinary people abandoned him, and there was no one in the city, what kind of city lord should he be in a ghost town. His luxury, honor, and power are built on hundreds of thousands of ordinary blood, tears, and sweat.

Without ordinary people, you will lose everything. This is betrayal, naked betrayal.

A betrayal rage filled his breath, so angry that his chest hurt, and he had to look good at these untouchables.

Looking in the mirror, I fell into deep thought. He began to think about a question that he had never thought of, what method to use to keep these ordinary people and make them cattle and horses.

Suddenly, there were ripples on the mirror, and his reflection changed, becoming another person, who seemed to be himself, and who seemed to be a graceful woman, whose mirror kept changing, and every second was a different image. Simon has the illusion that the mirror has never changed, and that he is still himself inside.

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, you seem to be troubled."

Simon suddenly felt so tired that he spoke all his doubts.

The mirror immediately replied, and the female voice like a drizzle sounded very comfortable: "Your Majesty, it's actually very simple. As long as you take back the hearts you have lost, everything will come back. ”

"The human heart? How to take it back. ”

"It's hard to get around, there are too many ways. I can't finish it in a hundred years. ”

Simon entered a strange state, half-asleep, half-asleep: "What works for my current encounter?" ”

The voice was seductive: "The simplest and most effective way." Start a war. ”

"War?" Simon was sensitive to the word, and instantly sobered up a lot, and exclaimed, "What the hell." A punch was thrown, and the glass mirror shattered.

The mirror shattered, and the misty human figure was completely unaffected, and eerily walked out of the mirror and sat down enchantingly by the bed.

The action is enchanting, but there are no facial features, no skin, no flesh, just a colorful mass of unknown things. It's scary to watch.

"You have no choice, Holy Emperor Simon."

"Who the hell are you? What is the purpose? Simon conjured up his appearance, and twelve arms stretched out behind him, and the divine soldier pierced through the shadow, as if it were just a shadow.

"Don't be afraid, we don't mean anything."

The shadow waited quietly until Simon calmed down, he had just yelled and no one responded, apparently the other had done something. He has become a turtle in an urn.

"In today's Beimi Continent, there are two forces that can be called climate, the Guardian City and the Tongtian City. As long as you capture Babel City, you will be the king of Beimi. ”

"So you're dealing with the City of Heaven." Simon regained his sagacity and sharpness: "Wanted to borrow my hand to remove obstacles. ”

The shadow swayed: "Wrong, it's not you, it's us." I am the deepest and most essential thought in your heart, that we are one. When Fan Lenting was snatched away, you had an inextricable grudge with Babel City; Babel City is taking in refugees and digging your roots. You've endured to the limit, and the reason why you didn't do it was because you were afraid. Afraid that the woman is still alive, she is in Babel City, and she will take everything from you. ”

"Shut up."

"My Holy Emperor, in fact, you don't need to be afraid, you are the chosen one, and you have infinite power. Stronger than any human being, what Alice can do, you can do; What Alice can't do, you can do too. ”

"If it's just empty words and clichés, then I can tell you obviously, you've come in vain."

"Empty words? Haha, tomorrow you will know our greatness, believe in yourself, the front of the army, no one can beat. With that, the shadow figure vanished without a trace.

The room was still the same, just a broken mirror.

Simon felt very tired, like an old cow who had been plowing the field all night, so tired that he could not walk, and sat down in a chair and fell asleep.

"City Lord, there is a miracle, a miracle happens." A shrill cry caught his ears, and Simon's eyelids trembled and he woke up.

"What miracle?"