At the kobold camp, Barak stood alone in a hotel, staring out the window at the busy sounds of kobolds. The Empire's Juggernaut and Scout have all been withdrawn, but he has stayed.

Footsteps sounded behind him, the door was pushed open, and a man walked in slowly.

"You're here?" Barak didn't look back, he knew who was coming.

The visitor just smiled and set up a triple barrier casually, and what he said next must not be heard by anyone.

"The kobold's side has basically stabilized, and the Quilt Warrior has founded the Quilt Country and called himself the Quilt King. The old king still held two cities and created a new kingdom. The Church of Light has admitted that the Empire does not intend to interfere anymore, and the military observation missions of various countries have basically withdrawn, and the matter here is over. The visitor spoke calmly.

"I know. Barak turned around and sighed.

"We've never forced you to do anything," the man began, "and in a way, you're hardly on our side." But for now, at least, we share the same goal. ”

"How is my brother?" asked Barak.

"He's fine, stay away from strife and open a noodle shop. The man replied.

"You say, we have a common goal?" Barak smiled, "Do you know what my goal is?"

There was silence, and Barak said no more, and the room was silent.

After a long time, the visitor finally spoke in a half-joking tone: "You are ...... Don't want to do it anymore?"

Barak smiled, "I did promise you something to do, but now it seems that the stakes are much greater than you think. I didn't save the ambassador this time, do you blame me?"

"No," the visitor shook his head, "after all, this is what Kevin provoked." ”

"Then do you blame Kevin?" asked Barak.

"No, to put it cold-bloodedly, this may be a necessary price," the person who came smiled bitterly, "The confrontation between the two countries, whether openly or secretly, cannot be expected to say that there are many of them, and they will defeat their opponents." Even if a strong country crushes a weak country, it will inevitably be damaged, let alone a weak country against a strong country?"

"Kevin, you've been in contact with a lot of people, what do you think of him?" asked the man.

Barak smiled: "He has some tricks and some knowledge. Don't be pedantic in doing things, kill when you should kill, but don't be cruel in doing things, and try to leave a line if possible. If there is a contradiction in the middle, the important one will be taken and the others will be abandoned. Not only will they seriously teach the kobolds how to make the country rich and the people strong, but they will also frame and frame and kick innocent people off the boat. ”

"He's not bad," sighed, "and his position dictates that he can't be a soft-hearted white rabbit, nor is he the kind of template protagonist who is completely upright." ”

"But in my opinion, his dedication to getting things done outweighs his other qualities. I've looked up his experience when he was a child, and it seems that he was a crazy bear kid when he was a child, and it's the same when he grows up now. Does making things make him happy?" replied Barak.

"Whether it's a bear child or a good child, make the best use of things and make the best use of people," the person replied with a smile, "If you like to make trouble, put him in a position where you can do things, let him continue to exercise his ability to make trouble, and finally make a big news." ”

"But it comes at a price!" said Barak, grim.

"The price is inevitable," the visitor replied solemnly, "As a superior, you don't even dare to sacrifice the lives of your subordinates, so how can you conduct a war? You always have to send people forward, those who stand in the front row are easy to die, and those who stand in the back row are easy to live, so do you put the excellent ones in the front row, or put the stupid ones in the front row?"

"Probably put the stupid ones in the front row, right?" replied Barak.

"If we really want to win a war, we're going to put good people in the front row. The man replied.

Barak fell silent.

"Good people have a good chance of being sacrificed, but they will be of greater help to the battlefield. For the death of the excellent, the commander should also be prepared, because you put him in the front row. All we can do is mourn later. The visitor sighed.

Barak was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke: "Are you...... You want me to be in the front row?"

The visitor smiled knowingly, "Yes." The French emperor of the empire is very old, and all kinds of forces in the country are ready to move. You are the Grand Magister, and you are qualified to take over the throne of the Emperor. ”

Barak looked shocked, but quickly calmed down: "What's the benefit?"

"The benefits?" said the comeder, "you have become the Emperor of the Laws, what benefits you can't reap by yourself?" I have to worry about why you will listen to us when the time comes. ”

"You can threaten me with my brother?" laughed Barak.

"We're not going to do that kind of thing," the man laughed, "your brother will be fine." ”

"But even so, I don't think I can beat the other candidates. Barak replied.

"We can help you," the man smiled, "the simplest thing is to scold Lou Baole Guo when the time comes." Of course, scolding should also be scolded on the point, to scold profoundly, we Lou Baole people can teach you how to scold Lou Baole people. ”

Barak: "......"

"Your appointment as the Emperor of the Law is also the pinnacle of your life for you personally. No matter how you calculate it, you don't lose money. The man replied.

Barak suddenly remembered something: "Rumor that you are the next king?"

"Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing. The visitor hurriedly denied it.

"You're quite strict," Barak smiled and touched his swarthy face, "With the way I look, can I be the emperor?"

"The top-secret documents are all here, you have to think about it, once you agree, it's not so easy to quit. The man replied.

"I promise," Barak replied cheerfully, "that this is both an improvement in my personal strength and a return to my country." And I, as a person, am not so much the strong class, but more inclined to the weak class. ”

"Class?" sighed, "we have been entangled in the question of class for a long time, but in fact, whether it is the strong class, the weak class, the funny class or the serious, once we go to the extreme, it is not advisable. Even between good and evil, light and darkness, there must be a middle line. Extreme light and justice are also not desirable. And how to take the middle line, we need to seek truth from facts. ”

Barak nodded: "Let me ask you one more question, can there only be one empire in this world?"

The visitor was silent for a long time and smiled: "We are going to develop." If the development of the people of the empire will always be faster than ours, then we will naturally always be under the empire, there is nothing to say. And if the development of the imperial people is slow and the national strength is surpassed, then you should ask the imperial people this question, not us. ”

Barak sighed: "I am not a capable person, and most of the people I govern will achieve nothing." Maybe my work will be scrapped by someone else. ”

Someone patted Barak on the shoulder and handed him Pauler's top secret documents upstairs. Barak took it carefully, and saw that there were four big words written on it - Deep Sea Plan.

"This time, far away from the ocean, we can't give you any support, and even contact is impossible. It's hard for you to carry such a heavy responsibility alone. But no matter what, your true name is unknown, and your deeds live on forever. ”