The curtain of night gradually covered the earth, but it did not bring half a minute of peace to the stormy sky.

The siege lasted on the fifth day, and finally the bloodiest and most tragic street fighting was carried out.

The Praetorian Guards who guarded the capital scattered into the streets, fighting the rebels who had invaded the city, street by alley, but they were still no match for the endless numbers.

They had no reinforcements.

However, the other side's reinforcements are endless, and there are even more weapons and ammunition that seem to be inexhaustible.

Five thousand against half a million.

This battle with a huge disparity in combat power seems to have been doomed from the beginning.

That floating "palace" was of no use.

Although the starship is still working, the only thing that can operate is the reactor and anti-gravity device.

It's too old.

Built during the Three Years' War, it has been hovering in an oxidizing environment for more than two hundred years, and the people who live on the land have built an extravagant palace on its backbone.

The weight of the carryover was so heavy that it couldn't even fly into the clouds, and could only watch the ant-colony of soldiers surround it.

Once again, it witnessed the change of dynasty, but it never waited for its true master.

"Ahhh This bunch of thieves! I hate to kill them all, to skin them, to pull their tendons! ”

At the foot of the palace steps, the Janissary Commander's eyes were red as he looked at the burning capital.

The last line of defense to the palace has been breached!

His men staggered to him, got down on one knee, and said with a gunshot wound in his shoulder.

"General! Withdraw! The brethren are dying, and the heavens are ...... I can't hold it anymore! ”

"Retreat?! Never!! ”

The commander of the Praetorian Guard roared angrily, snatched the rifle from the officer's hand and went to the front line himself, shooting at the rebels at the bottom of the steps.

Gunfire rang out in front of the palace!

The streets below the stairs are littered with corpses!

People built the bodies into a breastwork and shot at each other behind the bunkers.

The cloudy plasma flowed backwards up the stairs from the bottom of the stairs, eventually breaking through the gates of the palace.

Surrounded by the rebels, the Janissary commander was shot dead and fell to the blood-stained palace gate with wide eyes.

All the 5,000 Janissaries were martyred, and none of them retreated.

Eventually, their bodies were strung on the flagpole and hung at the entrance to the north gate of the Tiandu.

I heard that the emperor ran in that direction.

Tiandu has changed hands after all......

……

That night, Janusz ordered a feast to reward the whole army, and then swaggered into the palace of the witch.

When the Northern Hunt was announced, the witch camel fled in a hurry and did not take away all the treasures and eunuchs in the palace.

And those white-skinned and beautiful concubines and palace maids, as well as those gold, silver, jewelry, artworks, sacrificial utensils, etc., piled up in the treasury, were also laughed at by the king of heaven.

Some were kept for their own use, while others were rewarded to the brave soldiers and henchmen, sowing a reputation for themselves as rain and dew and clear rewards and punishments.

As for the eunuchs, Yanush did not waste them, but made these eunuchs stand on the chessboard of the palace, holding swords and daggers, and wearing animal headdresses, and played "human chess" in the light of the bonfire to cheer for their accession to the throne.

And he himself sat in the emperor's place, pampering the little earl's maiden who had not yet had time to be pampered by the witch camel, admiring the weak and boneless pear blossoms with rain, and watching the wailing and crying of rivers of blood on the chessboard.

"Rejoice! Hahaha! It's really a mother's pleasure! ”

Janusz laughed loudly and patted his hand on the armrest of the throne.

"That McClan always looks down on this wargame, but I think it's kind of funny!"

The military advisor standing next to him said with a smile.

"It was His Majesty who gave it new pleasures."

Your Majesty......

Yanush narrowed his eyes slightly, with an indescribable hint of pleasure between his eyebrows.

Worship the king.

There is no greater pinnacle in life than this!

"The wolf swallows the sun, and this legend should be fulfilled...... The Niu people let it go for a while, after all, this is Niu Zhou, but the liquidation of the Japanese people can begin. ”

"Pass my orders, confiscate all their property, and reduce them to slavery, and whoever is caught will belong to whomever he is caught."

"There are also those nobles who have been canonized by the witch camel, let them stay at home and wait for the fate, dare to go out and kill them!"

The military advisor standing beside him said respectfully.

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

Rising smoke obscured the night sky.

The enthronement ceremony was scheduled for three days later.

Yanush announced that the Xilan Empire had fallen, that the Xilan Dynasty had ceased to exist, and that the new empire was called the Yanush Empire, and the new dynasty was called the Yanush Dynasty.

Like many great families, his name became the surname of the future family, and this surname, which has been crowned with many legends, will be supremely honored, just like the incarnation of the wolf god in the world.

The entire Heavenly King Army was jubilant and festive from top to bottom, slaughtering pigs and sheep, drinking wine and eating meat.

It's a pity that the Weilantes in Tiandu ran fast, and there was no one left.

And those nobles are also thieves and two thieves, running even faster than their majesty!

Even those nobles who were military attachés did not flee, but resisted with the Praetorian Guard.

There are also those recalcitrant elders who still have illusions about the Xilan Royal Court.

They quickly paid for it.

Not only were all the men of the family slaughtered, but the female dependents were reduced to slaves and became the playthings of the Heavenly King's Army.

On the northern outskirts of Tiandu, the flag of the Lion Army of Absec flutters in the night and bonfires.

Although Absec himself was a wolf and was born in the Gray Wolf Army, it did not prevent Yanush from making him the lion king.

The future Grand Duke of Lion State must also be a wolf clan, and the lion people must be under the leadership of the wolf clan.

This can be regarded as an improvement made on the basis of the lessons learned from the previous dynasties.

The military tent was staggered, and the commanders were talking and laughing, but only one was worried.

The commander's name was Anwo, and he was a werewolf like everyone sitting in the tent, and he was also the confidant of General Absec and the future Grand Duke of the New Empire, and even worked on the same dock with Absec.

The only difference is that he does not believe in the wolf god, but the goddess of the silver moon.

Although faith is not a status label in Borneo, bloodline is, but his worried expression still seems out of place with the jubilant atmosphere around him.

Absec walked up to him, laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Anwo, be happy haha! From now on, the empire will belong to our wolf clan! Whether it's the industrious oxen and the invincible sun, they all have to bow their heads before us! When the King of Heaven has crowned me as a general, including you, and everyone here, everyone is a commander above ten thousand people! ”

He uttered the last half of the sentence word by word, and then drank the wine from the cup, and the heroic amount of wine and the subdued voice drew a round of applause from the military tent.

Looking at the laughing chief, Anwo was not happy at all, and he also raised his glass and drank it all, but the worry in his eyes did not diminish at all.

On the contrary, it is more serious.

"Thank you for the general's promotion, but maybe I'm too worried, I always feel that our troubles have just begun......"

Seeing the worried eyes, Absek burst out laughing.

"You're still worried about those big noses?"

"Isn't it worth worrying about?" Anwo looked at his commander, the future Grand Duke of the new empire, and said in a low voice, "We killed so many of them and robbed them of their arms...... Those Willantes won't let us go. ”

When he heard this, the drunken Absec suddenly released a trace of essence in his eyes.

Looking meaningfully at his subordinates, he suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

"Don't be naïve, Anwo, naivety is the deadliest in this cruel wasteland."

Anwo's Adam's apple moved.

"What do you mean?"

Absec said with a grin.

"It is true that some people will die, but that person is not us, but the emperor of the 'old dynasty'...... It's okay if you don't understand it, but you might as well guess why we won so well. ”

"Do you need to ask," Anwar replied without hesitation, "because of course we were united enough that we organized ourselves while the others were still smashing things and commanding them like wolves chasing their prey—"

"Hahahaha!" Anwo's speech was interrupted by a heroic laugh, and Absec patted him on the shoulder vigorously, a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, "That's it?" Can you overthrow the empire with these? Anwo, my good brother, I treat you as a brother, so I want to give you some advice, this naïve idea is afraid that even the Grand Duke of Lion State Sanjay will not be able to pass the pass! ”

"You're doing a great job, but that's not enough. Don't always believe what you see and believe what you hear, but use your head to think about the 'why' and 'what'. ”

Anwo looked at him blankly, his expression suddenly became serious, and he respectfully poured a glass of wine for the general, and also filled himself with a glass, and then raised his head and drank it all.

"Please advise the General!"

Satisfied with the man's studious attitude, Absec happened to be a little drunk, so he patted him on the shoulder and sat down next to him.

"I'll teach you...... But you've got to rot those words in your stomach. ”

Anwo nodded earnestly and tilted his ears respectfully.

"The subordinates must remember the general's teachings!"

Absec lowered his voice so softly that the sentence drowned out the cacophony of sounds.

"Yanush is from the Gray Wolf Army, and I am also from the Gray Wolf Army, and many people are ...... The kings of the Thirteen Route Army are all his henchmen and comrades-in-arms, but there is also a circle among them that he does not understand. ”

"We quickly rallied around him and thrust him to the throne, not because of how high his prestige was among us, but because we needed such a guy...... Assume the responsibility that belongs to the king, and he takes the initiative to stand up, then let him be the one. ”

The drunken smell of wine blew to his ears, and the words spoken by the bearded guy made Anwo feel a chill in his heart, and he only felt cold in his hands and feet.

Especially the next sentence, it froze his snort, which was getting heavier and heavier because of nervousness.

"Ammunition piled up in port warehouses, military trains that broke down on railway lines, and military rations and supplies that were rotting in warehouses and were not sent to the front line......"

"Do you really think ...... Are those for Alayan? ”

……

What the eye sees may not be true, and what the ear hears is the same.

However, the eagle still did not expect that the truth of the matter was so exaggerated.

Why is it that the munitions that should have been sent to the front are piled up in the warehouses of the ports, and it is also when the storage pressure in the ports is at its greatest.

Why was such an important material unguarded, so that the insurgents found it in the first place and immediately used it on the guards.

And most importantly, ...... Why, when something happens, there is no one who really damns it?

When the last piece of the puzzle was put together, all the doubts that he couldn't figure out were connected by the interlocking clues......

It was indeed a fortuitous accident.

But chance isn't all there is to it......

After dark.

The old nun lit a candle and led the group to the crypt of the church.

This is the wine cellar and study of the Reverend Melgio, and the ventilation is decent because it is often crowded.

The Silver Moon Cult does not prohibit alcohol, and even has a lot of respect for wine, often using it in rituals.

According to the old nun, he was always soaking in the smell of grapes and writing, compiling stories about Boer and writing the Silver Gospel.

When that happened, the children hid in this basement, which was not very spacious.

The wooden staircase leading to the basement is crudely constructed and squeaks when stepped on, providing a warning to those hiding inside.

Yarman expected to see his wife here, but he didn't expect the basement to be empty.

But when she arrived, the old nun with the silver candlestick breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders seemed to relax.

“…… You were so grieved at the time that I feared that if you knew she was alive, you would go to her at all costs, or tell General McLaan and his men about it. ”

Yarman subconsciously asked rhetorically.

"Shouldn't it be?"

The-stirring stick whistled.

"Depending on the situation, if you are in Dawning City, of course we recommend that you call the police as soon as possible, after all, saving people is the most lucrative job. But if it's a ghost place like Westport, even if you call the police...... Will you be caught back in the park? ”

"West...... Westport? ”

Looking at Yarman, who was dazed, the warlike wolf coughed lightly and said in a stammering voice.

"He's on stage...... That's, the story of another dimension, and it has nothing to do here. ”

“……？”

The eagle coughed dryly, interrupting the gag of his fox friends.

"Okay, think about your manual...... Ahem, let's get down to business, since you're willing to bring us here, presumably because we've gained your trust, right? ”

"Indeed," said the old nun, nodding slowly, "forgive me for not confessing everything openly and honestly at the beginning, and now I have come to beg for your help. After all, two hundred lives are at stake, and I have to be careful with every choice I make. ”

The dog of the catheter said happily.

"It's okay, aren't all game missions like this, I know-"

"Shut up, you."

The eagle covered the fellow's mouth and motioned for the old nun not to care, but to continue.

The old nun was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

“…… So I waited for Mr. Yarman to calm down and watched you. Now I can be sure if even you can't be trusted...... Then there is probably no one in this world who can help us. ”

Facing a pair of eyes staring at her, she spoke slowly, saying what happened that night that no one in the entire colony wanted to mention......

……

Time goes back to the night when it all lit the fuse.

A group of people waited anxiously in the church, but heard the devilish voice drifting in through the door.

"Ruby? Gee...... What a nice name. ”

At the same time as the words fell, the door of the church was slammed open.

There was a commotion in the hall, and they all cast frightened glances at the door.

The mother held the child tightly in her arms, and the husband stood in front of his wife.

Looking at the hateful faces, Anwo's face was full of hatred and contempt, and with more than twenty soldiers with loaded guns behind him, he stepped into the place where he had prayed sincerely.

"Anwo!"

Recognizing the face, Isher stared at him with an angry scold, "Do you know what you're doing!" ”

"What am I doing? What about you? Do you know what you're doing? ”

Anwo slammed back unceremoniously, snarling in anger.

"You've brought people here who shouldn't have survived! More than 200 Willantes! It's you! You are the one who has defiled the church of the Goddess of the Silver Moon with blood! ”

"Blood can't defile a church, but a filthy soul can!" Melgio also stepped forward, staring intently at the man who had prayed to him, "You shouldn't have come here, no one can forgive you if you commit a sin today." ”

When he saw Melgio, Anwo's pupils twitched a little, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid the sharp gaze, but the gun in his hand gave him courage, and finally made him glare back.

“…… I respect you, Mr. Mergio, and thank you for always telling us stories and teaching us to read...... That's why I have to advise you to leave it alone! You are not a member of the Alliance after all, just a citizen of the Hump Kingdom! ”

"I'm not talking to you as an Alliance, or as a Hump Kingdom, but as a human," Melgio said word by word, looking at him neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Go back, as if you hadn't been here...... This is the only chance for the forgiveness of your sins, and one step forward is the abyss. ”

Anwo fell silent.

Eyes were on him in the church, and everyone held their breath, waiting for him to make a decision.

He took a deep breath and finally uttered something colder than moonlight.

“…… This is an order from Yanush, do you think I want to do it...... I don't want to, but I also have to do it. ”

Without waiting for Isher and Melgio to speak, he glanced at Margaery, who held the child tightly in her arms, then at the Sahadu butler, who was staring at him in horror, and at the rebel boy named Pavon, before continuing.

"All the Willantes must die, this is the order of Lord Yanush, and the order of my superior, Absek. If I go back empty-handed, I won't be able to explain to them. ”

Then he looked at Isher again, and said with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Wake up, Pol doesn't exist...... You think you'll save some people, but you're only going to make things worse. ”

Then he looked at Mergio, the priest who always took them and prayed to read them the newspaper.

"Thank you, Mr. Mergio, for showing me that there is another possibility in the world...... Whether it's a belief beyond a thousand races and a thousand gods, or another kingdom outside the empire. ”

"From the bottom of my heart, I long for it to come to this salted land and change the fate of me and my fellow citizens...... But you and I should both know very well that there is no bloodless change, and when the mud and sand fall, it must be broken. ”

"Not to mention, even in your story, there is not a single skeleton under the snow in Boulder City. Too many people were buried in the past that night, and not everyone saw the sunrise the next day. ”

Melgio was speechless, just stared at him in a daze, as if he didn't expect him to be so conscious.

And in addition to the astonishment, the pastor's eyes were full of regret—

It's a pity that others are soft-spoken, and they can't stop the rushing mud and sand, so they can only go down with the mud and sand.

Or they can only be completely drowned in the mud and sand, like Ischer.

Anwo continued to look silently at the mother who was protecting the child behind her.

"Is Margaery right?"

Without flinching, Margaery puffed up her chest and looked into his eyes.

"Yes."

Anwo nodded and continued.

"The people standing next to me today are all devotees of the goddess of the silver moon, and they I personally selected to come with me because I don't want to be profane. Desecrated the temple of the goddess of the silver moon. ”

"I can guarantee you and your children a dignified death, and not have to be insulted before death like those out there. Shoot or hang, you choose one for yourself and your children. ”

Ruby's eyes welled up with tears, almost uncontrollable from falling out.

But then Margaery suddenly put her palm on top of her head, caressing her gently like her father usually touched the top of her head, and then took her little hand.

I don't know why.

She was suddenly less afraid.

"Anwo, is that your name?" Margaery looked at him and said in a voice that was neither humble nor arrogant.

Anwo said in a crisp tone.

"Yes, ma'am, if you hate me, curse me when you go down, and I will go to hell to atone for my sins."

Margaery shook her head, looked at him and continued.

"I don't hate you, and I'm not innocent myself, even though I haven't oppressed you personally, but my husband and others did, and silence is a great sin."

"No, ma'am......"

The maid standing next to him suddenly fell to her knees and pleaded as she looked at Anwo standing in the doorway.

"Madame, she is innocent, she has always been gentle to me and others...... I lost my loved ones at a very young age, and she took me in as she was sold to the colony and took care of me like a family member. Maybe others have done bad things to you, but trust me, she's not like those people—"

"That's enough, Yolanda, please don't say any more," Margaery stopped her in a gentle tone, and then looked at Anwo who was standing at the door, "She's a survivor of the Great Desert, not a Wilante, and the difference between her and you is not much, can you spare her life?" ”

Anwar did not object, just shrugged his shoulders.

"Then trouble Monsieur Mergio to dress her up as a nun."

He didn't really want to kill innocents, although he hated slaves who knelt on the ground to intercede for their masters.

Melgio sighed, drawing the moon on his chest, and the kneeling maid shook her head pleadingly.

"No...... I can die, please let Madame and Ruby—"

"That's enough, Yolanda, do you have to tell me to shut up!" Margaery suddenly raised her voice, interrupting her chatter.

Anwo watched the argument in the church indifferently until the woman named Margaery looked at it again.

"Any other words of intercession?"

"I don't want to plead for myself, as I said before, we are to blame for today's fate."

As she said this, Margaery took her daughter's hand tightly.

"But let me say at least, let the children go, they don't have the right to choose how they came into this world, they don't have to bear our sins, our sins should be paid for by ourselves."

Anwar was silent for a moment, then said in a very soft voice.

"I don't count, even if I let them go, it's hard to say what will happen when the next wave comes-"

Mergio spoke suddenly.

"You can keep them in the cellar, you know the place...... As long as it is hidden, it will not be discovered. ”

Anwo was stunned, looking into the eyes of Melgio and the old nun, and his originally resolute expression gradually wavered.

He hesitated for a long time and squeezed out a sentence.

“…… I don't care what happens. ”

The old nun stood up, looked at him and whispered.

"I'll hide them, and if there's any trouble, I'll take care of it, and I don't have many days left at my age anyway...... They still have a long way to go. ”

After struggling inwardly for a long time, he finally nodded.

"Hurry up, I'm five minutes late."

"Thank you."

Margaery looked at him and bowed sincerely.

However, Anwo didn't look at her, just took out a blood-stained cigarette case and shook out a cigarette.

Because of the trembling of his index finger, he broke three matches before he lit the cigarette.

The Willantes in the church were well aware of their situation, and instead of begging for mercy in a senseless way, they said goodbye to their children and gave them to the old nuns of the church.

"Mother......" Ruby took her mother's hand and looked at her pleadingly.

"Good ......" Margaery crouched down and gently touched her head, "Don't make a noise no matter what happens, and be sure to wait quietly until Daddy returns...... Promise Mom, okay? ”

"Hmmm......"

Ruby let out a soft sob, and eventually followed the old nun, who took her to the crypt of the church.

Some of the children couldn't help crying, but under the gaze of their parents, they finally held back the tears that filled their eyes.

They are Willantes.

The people of Willant do not shed tears.

At the moment of their birth, their tears were dry......

The time of a cigarette.

The children were all taken to the basement, including the old nuns, and only the adults were left in the hall of the church.

Anwar tossed the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, then looked at Margaery.

"Have you figured out how to die?"

Margaery glanced at her compatriots around her, then looked at him and said calmly.

"Use a gun, if you see the blood and hear the sound, no one will come."

Anwo grinned.

"I'll still come, but maybe I won't look so closely...... Goddess of the Silver Moon, please forgive your followers for their helplessness. ”

As he spoke, he pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet.

However, just as he was about to make a move, Ischer, who had been silent, stood in front of him, looking at him motionlessly.

Anwo frowned, his sharp eyes staring at the guy with the bandage on his forehead.

"You're just adding an extra corpse, don't think I can't do it."

Isher looked at him with a blank expression.

“…… I didn't think so, there's nothing in this world that you can't do, but what about after you do it. ”

Anwo said coldly.

"You don't have to worry about that."

"Don't worry about me? We're Catholics, so how could I not worry about you. ”

Isher squinted, and a hint of cunning suddenly appeared in his righteous and awe-inspiring face.

"Those children know your name, and if I were them, I would not thank you for not killing, but avenging your father's death."

The moment the words fell, there was a commotion in the crowd at the door of the church, and a faint trace of astonishment and panic almost invariably appeared on their faces.

And not even just them!

Even Melgio and Margaery cast stunned and horrified glances at Ischer, wondering why he said this.

Is this guy crazy?!

They managed to save the children!

Sure enough, Anwo's eyes narrowed, like a hungry wolf.

Rubbing his index finger against the trigger, he whispered.

“…… Should I thank you for the reminder? ”

"Don't thank me, because everyone here knows who killed them, except for the kids. Including me in front of you, including Mr. Melgio. ”

Isher grinned, staring into his eyes.

At this moment, he no longer looked like some ethereal Bol, but a cunning mouse.

And it's a rat that dares to bare its teeth at a hungry wolf!

“…… I'm guessing you're regretting it now, and even trying to kill me, the other believers here, and even Mr. Mergio. But I'm telling you, it's useless, even if all the people here die, the people outside will remember what happened here. ”

"How many people can you kill? Can you kill your superiors too? If you can't do it, he will ask for credit for you, and you can't refuse! The Willantes will definitely return, and by that time you will be dead, and this blood debt will definitely be counted on your head! ”

"Not even the Willantes, the league won't let you go...... You guy, don't say anything about going to hell after death, I understand you too well! ”

"You don't believe that at all, you're just trying to make an excuse for comfort, am I right? Or what are you afraid of, what if you get revenge on the Willant? What are you afraid of? ”

"Shut up, you!" Anwo snarled in exasperation and pointed his gun at his nose, "Don't be there to treat yourself to yourself, filthy rat!" Even if I kill those children, it will be for the new empire to eradicate the troubles! ”

Isher looked at him with disdain, not even raising his hand, just smacking his tongue slightly.

“…… Tut, look at it, the Thousand Races and Thousand Gods are not the beliefs of the Silver Moon Sect, and the believers of the Silver Moon Goddess will not treat people as rats. Wolves in sheep's clothing, keep your eyes open and see that the pious are standing here. As for you, you don't believe your own words in your bones! ”

"So what?" Anwo stared into his eyes, murderous intent boiling over him.

"So what?" Isher stared at Anwo, who was annoyed and angry, and said word by word, "I can let you live!" Or maybe you only have one way to live! That is to pretend to kill everyone here, but not a single one. ”

"It can't be!" Anwo lowered his voice and let out a low roar, "The city defense army has surrendered, and now the entire port of Saifan is full of Yanush's people!" Soon the suburbs ...... Even the entire Lion State will become his world! They can't escape! ”

"Is that you, too?" Isher stared at him seriously and continued, "There is one thing that I haven't figured out for a long time, maybe you can give me an answer, why are the people who are sent to the Silvermoon Church to do dirty work happen to be the believers of the Silvermoon Sect?" ”

Anwo said in a hoarse voice.

"Because I'm familiar with the roads."

Isher scoffed.

"Do you believe this yourself?"

"......" Anwar looked at him in silence, and he had vaguely found the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to say it.

Isher looked him in the eye and spoke for him.

"If it's not out of some kind of bad taste or desperate madness, then there's only one possibility...... They all know that this is a dirty job, so they have to pick the least trustworthy guy from the people around them to do. ”

"You are a member of the Silver Moon Sect, and there is no one more suitable than you. That's your vote, and if you do a good job, they can trust you for a while. But in the end, if something happens, they're going to hand you over instead of themselves. ”

Anwo gritted his teeth.

“…… What evidence do you have? ”

Isher sneered and took a step forward, staring intently at him and the rifle that trembled lightly in his hand.

"What evidence is required for this? Is this the judge deciding the case? There are indeed madmen in the rebels, but are all of them madmen? Someone told me that this place is full of speculators, and they are smarter than anyone else! I can believe that one of Yanush and your immediate superior, Absec, is crazy, but I don't believe they are all crazy! ”

"You mean...... Someone gave them a way out? Anwo looked at him in disbelief and swallowed hard as he said, "...... Who? ”

Isher pouted.

"Who knows? Maybe it's a legion, maybe it's a league, maybe even a business or college? It's nothing more than those big guys in the wasteland, you and I are their pawns. No, it should be said that you are ...... It's not that honorable to be an incompetent guy like me. ”

Let him analyze the mastermind behind it, he doesn't have the ability to analyze.

He knew nothing about the Legion and the Alliance, much less about the Corporations and the Academy, and had only learned of these terms by chance while listening to Mr. Melgio read the newspaper.

Those people have their own plans for the future of the wasteland, and now that their spheres of influence are bordered, friction is inevitable.

Perhaps someone intends to turn Borneo into a battlefield.

He didn't know who that person was.

But he just didn't believe it out of sheer disbelief that one or two of them were crazy people who came out of this land full of speculators.

How is this possible?

There is only one explanation.

Some people are playing crazy, or everyone is playing crazy.

It's just that they rely on different things, and I happen to not understand their dependence, so I feel that they are all crazy when I am kept in the dark.

The only guy who couldn't figure out the situation looked like a normal person.

There was silence in the church.

Anwo unconsciously pressed down the muzzle of the gun in his hand and stared at the guy in front of him in disbelief.

At that moment, Margaery suddenly spoke.

"You're right, it's a bit weird......"

A pair of eyes looked at her in unison.

This included Ischer, the kneeling maid, Melgio and the old nun, and the other Willant survivors present.

In addition, there was Anwo, who controlled the life and death of everyone present, and the twenty soldiers who followed him.

They all want to know the answer.

Although unfortunately, she did not know the answer, but only vaguely felt a sense of unusual disobedience.

“…… What a coincidence. ”

"What is such a coincidence?" Anwo was not in a hurry to kill her, but urged her to continue with his eyes.

Margaery pondered for a moment, smoothing out her train of thought, and continued.

"Governor Huye has returned to Triumph, so if he has a valid reason to go back, but what about the others? For example, General McLene, he didn't have a family, and he didn't make any military achievements, even if he returned to Triumph City, he was just ridiculed by others, right? ”

"Birthday is not a holiday for the people of Willant to go to Triumph City, it is enough to stay with their families, and it is the same everywhere they spend this holiday. However, at this time, many people who had no reason to leave suddenly left for various reasons. ”

The only remaining officials in the entire port of Saifan are probably the captain of the port's guard and the secretary of the governor of Huye.

The Willantes who remained in the harbor all seemed to be civilians?

There seems to be none of the people who deserve to be liquidated the most!

It was a clue that suddenly came to her mind.

I remember when the explosion first happened, she hurried home with Ruby.

At that time, she noticed that many of the mansions around her were empty, and only a few of them were still occupied.

The neighborhood where their home was located was a wealthy area of the port, and her husband had bought his house there in order to live close to the big names, including the governor.

The result is not just the governor.

Many of the people in the governor's palace are gone.

They were the only ones who were left behind.

It's like some kind of coincidence formed by tacit understanding.

Realizing this, she suddenly felt a chill creeping up in her heart, as if she had been pinched her nose and poured a mouthful of cold poisoned wine.

Even if they themselves have the consciousness of being a slave owner, how can those people not know what the consequences of the decisions they make will be?!

They know everything!

But they did it anyway!

And without hesitation!

Whether it's deliberately weakening the security here, or leaving the deadly butcher's knife in the harbor, it's a decisive killing.

Obviously, Hu Ye only returned to Triumph City, but he took all the personal guards with him.

It was clear that the front line was the time when ammunition was needed the most, but the weapons were left in the port!

The city is full of angry survivors, but what have they done?

They picked one of the most vicious hyenas from the cage!

That Najib ......

They have carefully selected them!

Margaery's eyes widened, and she suddenly subconsciously covered her pale lips to hold back the churning in her stomach.

Anwo held his breath, barely holding the gun in his hand.

Looking at the lady in front of him, he said in a trembling voice.

"You mean...... Our uprising...... Is it someone who instructs you?! ”

How is this possible!

"It's not so much about directing as about taking advantage of ......"

Gradually regaining her composure, Margaery gently brushed the sweaty strands of hair from her forehead with her index finger, trying to keep herself calm, and continued.

"They don't have to do anything, they just put the fuel where it needs to be on fire, hand the matches to the crazy people who want to set it on fire, do a complete countermeasure, calculate the time of the fire, make all the preparations, and watch it burn quietly."

"The fire will burn, but it won't break their bones, and then they'll get everything they want...... And we are all the price. ”

That moment.

She got it all.

(End of chapter)