Vincent lay on the ground in embarrassment and gasped. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The air of the radiant world scorched his delicate lungs, making Vincent pale and sweating, lying on the ground and gasping for more than ten seconds before he recovered.

When the brigadier generals quietly tightened Vincentra's defensive suit, Vincent looked up in embarrassment and saw the pretty female knight standing beside the president with her waist on her back, casting two silhouettes in the sun - the back of the female knight was charming and thrillingly beautiful. The back of the president is upright and majestic, as steady as the abyss.

At this moment, Vincent's heart was like frying. Filia's graceful figure wrapped in armor became a thorn in Vincent's heart, making him taste the spicy taste of jealousy when he swallowed his saliva. When Vincent hated Frederick to the core, an old fable came to his mind:

Why do people crusade against each other? 】

[Because we're all close at hand.] The aggressor replied. 】

Vincent thought, "That's right, that's right, I'm going to rip Frederick's throat right now, because there's no room for two tigers." Adjacent continental plates can cause tsunamis and earthquakes when they are squeezed, and different wolf packs will fight bloody battles over food. There is only one reason, they are too close. The land was too crowded, so there was war.

Civilized races will bloom in the squeeze of borders. Our alliances with distant states and armed friction with our neighbors show that conquest is an eternal tradition. Because people always want to possess the beauty in their field of vision, it is inevitable to eliminate competitors.

Frederick, for example, was a very strong competitor.

[So, how can we avoid war?] 】

Get out of my sight far enough away and there will be no war. When the aggressor had answered, he exiled him. 】

Vincent pondered the old fable. He lay on the ground like a great lizard, gasping for breath, and just because of a disagreement, Frederick could trample me with his iron shoes and scare me with his scabbard. Why can he do that? It's just that he's better than me.

It follows from this that when I take power, I can do too much to him, and it makes sense. Vincent thought rightly.

"I'm sorry, if I have a day in power, I have to exile you where I can't see you. Vincent was full of evil intentions, but his face was expressionless, and he stood up and patted the ash on his shoulder, so that he could pretend to be calm.

At this moment, Vincent only wanted to conquer the predicament in front of him, and even the matter of "capturing the ancient gods" was temporarily forgotten by him. Because he believed that there was no technical difficulty in conquering the world, only Frederick was the one who was difficult.

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"Mr. Vincent, I'm having some problems with my gear. A brigadier general named Yoda tapped the tin sheet, then stood at the door of Vincent's mobile carriage and waited.

"Please come in. Vincent's voice floated out. The brigadier general pushed the door open and entered the carriage.

He saw that the carriage had been arranged as a cluttered study, with maps and tree-like diagrams of the relationships between the characters hanging on the walls, and red lines drawn with iron nails to mark important geographical locations in red. This rigorous and precise research style made Brigadier Yoda awe-inspiring.

"When I defend the President, the Light will occasionally lose its effect. Will it suddenly drop its chain when I'm hit?" Yoda asked, holding his golden sword.

"You were guarding the president when the light failed?" Vincent had already walked over to take the sword and flick it.

"Yes, the large forces had just crossed the river, and the president himself rushed into the artillery battery of the enemy troops, and I followed him closely. When his sword glowed silver, slicing the cannon's long barrel, my Holy Light equipment failed. If I had been shot at that time, it would have been bad. Yoda recalls the battle.

Frederick's 80,000 German troops had already landed in Lorraine and had encountered only sporadic resistance, so the intensity of the battle was not high.

Vincent tilted his head to look at Yoda and smiled intriguingly: "I can explain this from a technical level, but our words must be kept secret, because the president will definitely not understand the mechanism of operation I am talking about, so he will be unfavorable to me." In fact, what I say will always be ambiguous in his ears, so our conversations should be kept secret. Do you understand?"

Yoda laughed, then patted Vincent on the shoulder: "The president is a cautious person, and he will criticize you for your outspokenness." I'll keep it a secret. "When Vincent was kicked by the president, Yoda was one of the brigadier generals who reached out, so he was used to the joke.

Vincent put his arm around the Brigadier's shoulders and laughed, as if he had a heart. Then he took the Holy Light Sword and said, "There is nothing wrong with the Holy Light. It failed because the President had taken away the Light that belonged to you. ”

Brigadier General Yoda widened his eyes. He believed it almost unsuspectingly, because it was the same as his whining.

Since Frederick and Farina came to power, Yoda has missed two full promotions. He watched the generals of the Farina family rise to the top, but he himself stood still, which made him bored.

And Yoda knew that some generals were as ambitious as himself, but they didn't meet talents, and they often missed out on promotion opportunities because of that damn "military merit evaluation system" -- but why did the president always give meritorious service opportunities to Griffith's people?

Yoda felt that since the president came to power, his future had been invisibly taken away.

Therefore, he longs for a long-term war, for more opportunities to build up his military merits, and for a well-deserved promotion.

So he longed for the president to conquer all the way to the end of the world, as Vincent advocated, and to seize the wealth of all of Europe.

When Vincent said, "The President has taken away the power of the Holy Light that belongs to you", Brigadier General Yoda's mood was like a storm crashing on the shore, and his complicated feelings were vividly revealed.

"I'm not slandering the president, I mean that the president has a more primitive version of the 'Law Field Generator', where the laws he modifies take first priority, while the laws modified by the Light Technology must yield and must be relegated to second priority. So, when the president fights, the law field he produces will cover the 'law field' of your own soldiers. In short, when the president shines, everyone around him must be eclipsed. Vincent pretended to know nothing and continued to explain as if nothing had happened, pretending to be academic. But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

When the president shines, everyone around him must be eclipsed.

Yoda was a little angry, a little unwilling, a little lost, and a little afraid.

Isn't this a portrayal of life?

The president has been shining brightly, but those who are eclipsed will be unprotected. What if I get shot at this time? Will the president feel guilty? Will he regret taking away my power? No, he will just hold a state funeral for me.

Brigadier Yoda felt the sprout of a commotion in his heart toss the dirt, and he began to feel that the world was not fair.