Chapter 1372: The Strange Battlefield (2)

There is a conspiracy in this, but Roselle is not a stupid person, he thought carefully about Dylan's words, eliminate the moles, reduce casualties, the former sentence he didn't know what the demon party was like, but the latter sentence to reduce casualties seemed to be the same way for the demon party. Or is it just to create the illusion of war to get some kind of purpose, and this purpose is to ...... Eliminate the mole?

He seemed a little bit of an eyebrow, but was soon overwhelmed by more questions. And what does Alfonso mean by appointing himself and taking Dylan away?

Back to the original point, why Alfonso wanted to appoint himself. Rousaille was thinking about it, but he was shocked and frightened by the cheers in the city, saying that Rousaille was brave and powerful, and annihilated the enemy in one fell swoop. He didn't have the heart to listen, but it was very strange, the people who followed him obviously knew that they didn't kill much of the enemy, and even killed one person, and if they wanted to continue, no one would fight him, so where did these rumors of heroic martial arts come from? This is even more strange, maybe you want to please yourself for the sake of your new official taking office? But don't you think it's too abrupt? Maybe it's a killing?

Roselle continued to smile, he wanted to find out what was going on here, but until then he had to stay in a normal state so that no one could see what he was thinking, because he was still too immature, at least compared to anyone else in the army.

He summoned all the high-ranking officials under the pretext of discussing military affairs, and he soon found that these high-ranking officials were not a big problem. He checked a little about the people that Dylan had dealt with, and most of them were at the top, so the people Dylan said about getting rid of the traitors should be the people he had dealt with.

He asked Dylan one by one why he wanted to get rid of these people, and although it was different every time, some of the reasons sounded far-fetched, but they all made sense. This is probably what Dylan said about cleaning up the mole. But now that Dylan is almost cleaned up, what is he here for? Is there a lot left? That would be a little too terrible, but now it is very difficult that if this is the case, he can't trust anyone around him, because everyone can be a traitor, but he is helpless in this army, which means that he is fighting alone, and how can he do the two things that Dylan said if he is not familiar with the army?

But now that he's basically figured out the current situation, that's easy to say. It's better to be difficult than not knowing anything, and if you don't know, you can slowly figure it out, and it's better to fight alone than to die, Russell comforted himself.

He also understands the situation on the battlefield, basically there is no need for him to fight, since the enemy is not the Demon Party, but a third party, he also basically understands why Alfonso sent him, since he is pretending to fight a battle, by the way to clear the internal worries and solve the external troubles, then using Dylan will inevitably be suspected, if he uses his own words, he should dispel the enemy's doubts, since the alliance of the Demon Party and the secret party remains unchanged, then the enemy is only Xitai or the Neutral Party.

After thinking everything through, Roselle kept a smile and wrote Alfonso's first letter.

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"Mo Luo, I heard that the Demon Party has suffered a defeat? You okay? "Francis and Morrow were having afternoon tea, quite laid back.

Mo Luo didn't care, and didn't raise his eyelids, "It's not very normal, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and it's normal to relax for a while, if it keeps going so smoothly until Fan Zhuo, I think it's strange." If the secret party can get it so easily, I think Camarilla is too weak. ”

"So Dylan is still your man." "Patrick" looked at her, trying to find the slightest strangeness in her face.

"It's hard to say." Nothing out of the ordinary, Morrow bowed her head and sipped her tea on the muffins with her favorite blueberry jam.

"Can't say?" Francis became irritated again, this is a loophole, Dylan was placed in the secret party, and the acting was good, so that the attack of the demon party went so smoothly, but Morrow didn't say a word, that means that Dylan was not placed in the secret party, and she shirked her suspicions.

He hated this ambiguity the most, but Mo Luo's every sentence meant the same thing, as if it was clear and not as if it was not clear. It's incredibly irritating.

"Hmm. The instructor was dissatisfied with me, thinking that I was too ruthless and unrighteous, but the battle of the demon party was quite smooth, and I didn't think much about it, after all, there were many people, but since the secret party felt that Dylan had a problem, it was also possible, the instructor was the most sober person, even if I couldn't get used to it, I should see it clearly, and it was only a matter of time before the secret party was defeated again and again, maybe the instructor just wanted to reduce casualties so he secretly accelerated the war process to help me, what do you think? Morrow said it very clearly, and wiped out Francis's doubts and suspicions, and said it so clearly that even Francis couldn't pick out half a word.

Then she made it clear again, but Francis was still irritable, irritable what? It's just that she made it clear, he can't jump out of the problem, and he still feels that something is wrong.

"Try this, it's something I've been loving lately." Morrow raised his hand and put a honey-stained cherry into Francis's mouth, and Francis was not surprised, "Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Morrow wiped the red juice of the red honey-stained cherry from the corner of his mouth with his fingers quite easily, Francis seemed to understand what she meant, gently took her hand, licked her fingertips clean, and whispered to his ear, "I can't wait for this child to be born, you look so ...... Salivating. ”

Mo Luo quietly withdrew his palm, rolled his eyes, glanced at the clock placed on the side, and returned to the appearance that nothing had happened, "Okay, we still have business to do today." ”

"Oh yes, you've already figured out what to do with Lorenzo?" Francis was a little disappointed.

"yes, but I need you to help me." Moro smirked, and said it as a matter of course.

The two of them were boring, boring, and the conversation was very unnutritious, but it had to go on.

"Help you kill him?" Francis was outspoken and exposed to his thoughts.

"Kill him......" Moro seemed to groan, "my son is not yet born, and I don't want him to be a widow, Eve...... His whereabouts are unknown, so for the time being, I'm going to spare his life, at least let me find Eve. Morrow's body trembled slightly as he spoke of Eve. My Eve is so pathetic. ”

Francis pretended to pity her, "We're going to find her." ”