Chapter 795: Mind Faction

The rain was pouring down outside the window, and there was no tendency to stop.

In the study of the villa, hearing the news that the Duke of Garter was indeed alive from the mouth of Alsace, Pierre's heart couldn't help but sink. Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Pierre still secretly cursed: Why didn't you fall to death this old guy!?

With Pierre's current control of the manor, in fact, no matter whether the Duke of Guardian lives or dies, as long as there is no queen to support him, Pierre does not need to take him too seriously.

But the Duke of Garter is, after all, the true owner of this manor, and in terms of benevolence and morality, no matter how strong Pierre is now, he will not be able to stand.

According to Pierre's heroic nature, he actually wouldn't care too much about these things, otherwise he wouldn't have forcibly seized the manor in the first place, and later executed Grant Butler and others. If he really wanted to take the Duke of Nagard seriously, Pierre would not dare to do so.

However, now that the news of the Duke of the Garter is alive is known, it is like a wooden thorn stuck in his finger. It doesn't hurt much, and it doesn't itch much, but it's a matter of mind after all, and people can't ignore it.

Now that they have come to the door and have also met with the envoy of the Duke of Guardian, it is impossible to pretend that they don't know, and then we have to see what kind of wishful thinking the Duke has.

"How could this have happened? It's shocking! God willing, you all survived! This is a blessing in disguise. ”

Pierre looked fake, but he was the one who wanted them to die the most.

"It's a pity that we lost four brothers, but thank God anyway." Arthas put his hand on his chest and said reverently.

"And what about later? How do you live... Sticking to it? ”

"At first, all four of us were seriously injured, so we had to find a farm to recuperate. Half of the wound was over, we began to figure out what to do next..."Arthas explained as usual.

"I wonder where you guys fell?" Pierre interrupted Arthas quietly.

Although Pierre has almost believed in Alsace, he will never let go of any detail easily, because flaws are usually revealed in the details, and if this Alsace is false, Pierre believes that he can detect it in an instant.

How could a few of them have stayed near the crash site for so long, how could they not find out where they were at that time?

"We were stuck in Cambridgeshire, probably near the town of St. Netts." Alsace replied preparedly.

Cambridgeshire was right in the middle of the route between Norwich and London, and there was nothing flawed in Alsace's answer.

"The town of St. Netts, Cambridgeshire," muttered Pierre thoughtfully, "it should be halfway between Norwich and the City of London. No, St. Nitz should be closer to London, right? ”

Pierre had something to say, and even if Alsace didn't know what he meant, how could he not hear what he meant.

"Yes, it does. So after recovering from our injuries, we decided to continue our journey to London, and even if there was an accident, we would complete the mission, which is the mission of our soldiers. ”

"Oh? Then how did you end up here? Pierre narrowed his eyes and looked at Alsace with interest, not wanting to miss a single detail of what the other man had shown.

"It's a long story, and we soon found ourselves making the wrong decision. The further south we went, the more densely populated and the number of zombies grew, which caused us great difficulty. And along the way, we also met some ill-intentioned guys, who didn't care what kind of duke or warrant officer you were, they just wanted guns and supplies in our hands, which added a lot of trouble to our way home. ”

"Didn't you join other teams to protect yourself, or to recruit some survivors to increase your strength?" Pierre's eyes lit up.

"We did discuss that, but we all rejected it. It is indeed safer to join other groups, but our goal is to return to London, and I am afraid that there will be no team that will personally escort us back to London because of our few words, even if it is the Queen's order. In this way, we have to stop and go and join one team after another, which in turn slows down our mission. ”

"That's right." Pierre smiled imperceptibly.

"As for the inclusion of other survivors, neither the Duke nor the warrant officer will agree. In their eyes, those people are just some burdens, and although they can be used as cannon fodder, this is not directly proportional to the trouble they bring. We only have a few guns and bullets, and we have to keep them for self-protection, and it is absolutely impossible to increase the number of people to protect. Arthas went on to explain, adding to himself at the end, "Although, I don't think so. ”

Pierre nodded, there was no flaw in this explanation, it was perfect. But it was precisely because of a question that he suddenly threw out that Alsace answered so seamlessly and naturally, which made Pierre have a trace of doubt in his heart.

I'm afraid that someone has already prepared these answers for him, so he can deal with them so calmly, otherwise with this person's honest character, how could he answer so fluently?

As for who the people behind it are and what their purpose is, Pierre can't guess for the time being, most of them are the old fox of the Duke of Guardian.

"Finally, after paying with our lives, we chose to turn back." Thinking of the comrade-in-arms who died, Arthas's face showed a little sadness, "The Duke, the warrant officer and me, the three of us finally returned to St. Nets Town, and decided that I would come back to ask for help, I hope the director can bring someone to the rescue, otherwise the Duke is afraid that it will be difficult to reach Buckingham Palace to meet the Queen." ”

This man finally told the purpose of his trip!

Pierre squinted and smiled, not in a hurry to answer. Alsace finally moved out of Buckingham Palace and the Queen, just to put some pressure on himself, which is definitely not something that a person like him can come up with, it seems that it is indeed the Duke of the Garter who taught him a lot behind his back.

Of course, there is another possibility...

Thinking of Dominique's gang who had inexplicably disappeared some time ago, Pierre somehow suddenly 'chuckled' in his heart. When he looked at Arthas again, there was no smile on Pierre's face, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Since it was the Queen's order, and the Duke personally sent someone to ask for help, I categorically will not refuse. It's just that there are some curious things below, I wonder if I can ask you about it, brother? I wonder what happened to the Duke's daughter? Did she fall to her death too? ”

A look of panic suddenly flashed across Arthas's face, Webber didn't teach me how to answer this question!!???

(To be done!) )