Master Bruno's eyes lit up, and he muttered this short sentence that was poignant, historical, and philosophical.

Wilder was also stunned, his eyes flashed a few times, as if these words had a slight impact on his own concept of being an official.

However, he quickly exerted the psychological coordination function of "thick black and treacherous is more like loyalty", stabilized the swaying and turbulent "official heart", changed his face and made a deeply moved and unexpected appearance: "The master is really merciful!~ I thank the two masters for their painstaking efforts and painstaking efforts to cast spells for the people of the city. ”

But he thought in his heart: Mom sells batches! These masters will pretend to be famous, and at this time, they will also drag articles to express their love for the people. It's going to be better than my bastard. For you high-ranking spellcasters, violent privileged classes, there will be lords and nobles as guests everywhere, and for you, isn't the suffering of the people just a fart that is far away, sad in spring and sad in autumn?

In the final analysis, the country does not have to rely on us bureaucrats who do practical things to assist the king and lords in order to easily collect taxes from those people and do all the big things in an orderly manner, ~!

And these fart people are either ignorant and reckless, and they will only pretend to be obedient and intrigue in their own personal circles. And they are afraid of the rights of the bureaucracy and the powerful, and only vent the hardships of their lives on other equally weak people, or randomly take revenge on the society to engage in some eye-catching brain-dead things; or blindly tame and afraid of things, have no bottom line and endure the oppression of others, just to survive, but do not know how to resist the revolution, and are depressed and miserable all their lives and are exploited and waiting for death like a walking corpse; or they sell their rights for the sake of a little profit and harm, and elect some gangsters and thieves and common people involved in the countryside, and run rampant in the township.

What bullshit short-sightedly the idea of the people, we naturally cannot be worthy of attention. We are the new bureaucrats who believe in capital and the great goddess Pluto, we have knowledge and rights, and this new era will surely be our world sooner or later. Those cautious followers of the god of cool officials will only be the excretory remnants of the old society and the living target of public opinion. The existence of their cruel behavior can maximize the survival instinct of those ants at the bottom, and we can use the disposal of these vicious dogs that clearly show their fangs to highlight the fairness and justice of our own bureaucrats in the new era, and indirectly highlight the greatness of our God. Whoever believes in Pluto will have wealth and eternal life!ahahaha~

There are two mouths of official words, and naturally there are two different hearts and brains to use two hearts, Wilder uses one heart to keep making small calculations and clinging to power, and the other is thinking about all kinds of flattery and flattery to the upper and the hearts of colleagues, but he also knows that the most important thing now is to complete the things that the lord explains, fooling these two strong people who can't be controlled by power.

As for the great future ideal that he wants to blend into the top-level bureaucracy of the royal capital, it is just the current obscenity, and it is still early~~~

Just as Wilder's treasurer was constantly reassuring and talking to the people in front of him, there was a mixture of praise in his conversation.

And before the time of this cup of tea.

There was already a dangerous battle in the castle related to the two disciples of Grand Wizard Chen.

Exactly.

It was Eddie, Higrid, and Patyusha, who were blocking a group of uninvited guests who had infiltrated the castle and set fire to people in an aisle of the castle.

......

Outside the castle, there was a sound of shouting and killing on the battlefield, which had lasted for most of the day.

Several of Chen Xuyuan's disciples already felt accustomed to it, and they were not as nervous as they were when they were ready to run away at the beginning.

Eddie didn't want to go to the battlefield to fight hard, so he and the teacher claimed to have eaten a bad stomach, and with Sigri, who came to "visit the family of the great aunt", and Patyusha, who was released from the "surrogacy technique" and needed to temporarily quiet the fetus and had difficulty moving, the two played an alternative rules card game called "playing cards" "invented" by Master Chen in the room.

After losing several gold coins of pocket money.

The senior brother secretly screamed bad luck, threw out the waste card that was still holding in his hand, and prepared to get up and go out to the toilet, wash his hands and remove the mildew.

As a result, he pushed open the door with a strong "crunch", just in time to bump into a Karui warrior who had infiltrated the castle and secretly slashed the guards and servants......

I don't know how much poor man's blood was on it, and it was still dripping dark red blood.

Eddie was also stunned for a moment when he saw this, looking at the murder weapon in the other party's hand, he didn't immediately come to his senses, and the other party was also trying to knock on the door gently, preparing to quietly enter the opposite room facing Eddie's door to clean up the live mouth inside, and was suddenly startled by Master Chen's eldest disciple who opened the door behind him.

The two of them held on for a moment, staring at each other for a while, and then suddenly the breathing of both sides suddenly became heavy, and they suddenly screamed "Wow" at each other, and the enemy first brandished the Gurkha scimitar, commonly known as the dog-leg knife, with a chilling fishy wind, and slashed directly at Eddie's skull and face.

Although the neck and other key points were not aimed at in a hurry, if the split was solid, you could slide all the way, cut open the area with dense blood vessels in the opponent's chest, and then push forward when the splitting force was exhausted, which could still make the center of the opponent's body a knife or two holes to penetrate the heart, especially after inserting it into the lungs, it can stop the opponent from breathing and shouting loudly, which is better than cutting the throat.

This useless senior brother was faced with the fate of being sliced, and in an instant, it was like an initiation, and most of the eight veins and seventy-two canons on his body were instantly opened, and his reaction ability was simply explosive.

He kicked the other man's knee unexpectedly, slightly blocking the Karui assassin who didn't understand his reality, and then he pulled the doorknob on his left hand again, quickly closed the door and retreated back into the room.

When the other party saw him fleeing, he was naturally unwilling to let go, and at this time, no one in the castle had noticed that this group of people had already assassinated many servants and many people in the guest room, so they wanted to kill him immediately.

At that time, the door was not a complicated structure, and the most commonly used door at home was a wooden lock - in fact, it was at most a grooved wooden shelf with iron sheet behind the door, plus a wooden stick latch that could be hung on it~