"Sir, this is the intercepted report." The housekeeper puts the crystal chip down.

In the study, Risti Steven Langke's eyes were deep, and everything had been straightened out the night before the show officially began. It's just that he can't accept the truth yet......

"You go out......" Ronke looked tired.

"Yes, sir." The old butler was gone, leaving the lonely old patriarch to sit there silently.

It was a long time before Ranke picked up the crystal chip, but he didn't look at the contents, just pinched it on his fingertips, confused and sad.

……

"The activation of the "Total Exclusion" plan is an order issued by the Speaker's leader, and no one is allowed to disobey it." Han Jingyu said when he met with Risti Steven Langke a few days ago that these two old rivals in the political arena have not communicated calmly for a long time, and this time is the same.

"But this is the House of Representatives, this is the coalition government, this is not the royal court of the Zanspur Empire!" Ronk got up angrily, what is this kind of order? Rebuilding the Empire?

"Do you think I don't know? Still need you to explain it to me in detail? Han Jingyu smiled, he suddenly felt that his old buddy, who was also friend and foe, was really naïve sometimes.

Ronk sat down, his hands shaking.

"Then my children, why are they being involved?" Ronk was much older, and he was no longer the deep patriarch at this time.

"This matter has been investigated by the Speaker and the Leader, but you have to believe what you believe in, it has not betrayed you! There's just one more hand, and it's teasing us. Han Jingyu looked out the window, he knew that it was no coincidence that everything was about Evan and Serra.

"Betrayal...... If I deserve to be betrayed, it would be my honor, but now...... Not necessarily. Ranke left before he could finish his words, leaving behind a string of sneers.

……

"Sir, Mr. Merce is here." By midnight, Ranke had been sitting there looking at the crystal core at his fingertips for more than an hour.

Upon hearing this, Ranke lowered his core, straightened his clothes, and sat up straight.

"Ask him to come in."

……

Outside the house, Merce was smiling, and this late-night visit was even more relaxed than any previous meeting.

Settling down in the study, the old butler poured coffee for the two of them.

"Remove the coffee, go open a bottle of Sadica." Once the coffee had been poured, Rang seemed to come back to his senses.

He looked at Merse, with a hint of regret in his calm.

……

"I've asked my personal psychiatrist a question before." The wine still shines in the dim light.

Merce smiled slightly, and listened attentively.

"It was a question about a friend, and I asked him, is this friend of mine really my friend? Guess how he answered? …… Teacher? Ronke took a sip, the wine was slightly bitter, then sweet, and finally calm, soothing to the heart.

"I think he'll tell you that you don't have any friends, and that the people around you are just a bunch of domesticated beasts," replied without thinking. ”

When Ronke heard this, he looked up at Merce and squeezed out a bleak smile.

"You really know me."

Merce shrugged, he shook his glass, but put it down again, not drinking.

"It's been a habit to stay awake for years, right?"

"Well, although the wine is good, it is only a physical satisfaction, and I don't have such a high pursuit of these things." Glancing at the bottle, Mers's smile glowed with coldness.

"Then ......" When Ranke heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and then asked through gritted teeth, "Then why did you choose that path?" Evan and Sierra adore you so much? But you ...... Still, I really don't understand why......"

Merce was not surprised by this sudden question, he came in his clothes today, calmly, and had already expected everything.

"Limited art is the same as sketching, no matter how detailed and perfect, it is just copying, but the freehand infinity is the real freedom, for that kind of freedom, who to sacrifice, is just a process of choice." Mers's tone was chillingly calm, as if it was not an exaggeration for him to secretly do all this.

But when Ranke really heard this answer, the last little hope in his heart was shattered, and he clenched his fists, eager to tear the man in front of him to shreds that he once admired so much.

But he didn't do that, he tried to be as calm as he could, because it was still the night of revenge.

"At first, Serra wasn't in the plan, really, but I didn't expect another force to get involved and mess things up with ease, and then my lovely niece, she saw something she definitely shouldn't see, so it all came naturally, and I had to do something for my own beliefs." Mers's character is also deeply flawed, which makes him, like all extremists, accustomed to flaunting his uniqueness in front of those they despise.

"But then when I saw Serra's puppet return, I was very sad, but my Lord told me that this is to save more people, and you should feel honored, and Serra should feel honored, so ......" Merce paused and smiled, "My heart was finally at peace, and even some joy." ”

Rank's face turned pale as he listened to this statement, and at the end he laughed angrily, madmen are madmen, and even sin itself can be digested by them as a sublimation of self-praise.

"What about Aven? What did Evan do wrong? Rank's tone was tired, and he looked at Merce with a cold gaze.

Merce replied: "Aven's biggest mistake is to be too idealistic, he shouldn't give hope to those reptilian remnants of the empire, this is harmful to the order itself, after all, they will die sooner or later, why create a dream for them to live happily?" And, at this point, don't you insist on it the same way, the burial fee of 50 million Sain has already been paid in advance, hasn't it? ”

"Don't compare me to you, that makes me sick!" Ronke was not angry, his tone was heavier, but not quickened, for he was laughing at the demonic scum in front of him.

Merce spread her hands, as if she was sorry for the result.

"Well, I know it's impossible for you to accept all this, because you, like the poor father and daughter of the Han family, are unwavering orderers, in your eyes, the law of the dark forest is the existence of truth, for this, I am actually quite grateful, and the Lord is also very grateful for all this, although you only inadvertently created this superficially glorious Garden of Eden for the Lord, but the Lord is indeed grateful for it." Mels lay down, his hands on his lower abdomen, and the thumbs and forefingers of both hands unconsciously pressed together to form a regular triangle.

"Heh......" Ronke laughed when he heard this, and his smile made Mers, who had the face of a victor, a little nervous.

"And how is your Lord going to thank us? Recruit us as new members? Create a new world? ”

Merce was stunned for a moment, then the smile grew thicker, and he replied softly: "No, in fact, you will become heroes and be written into history on the road to paving the way for a new era. ”

……

"That's all."