A bearded man stood at the door of the tavern.

He flipped the money bag in his hand, making a crisp sound of metal colliding.

The lights in the tavern were dim, hiding the man's eyes in shadow.

He looked at the boiling environment, and was about to go to buy wine, but found a figure in front of him.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

The eyes closed slightly, revealing only a slit, a touch of contemplation hidden in it.

His footsteps were slightly backward, and he was about to turn around and leave here when he saw that the situation was not good.

"Villier, I need to talk to you."

The mysterious man's surroundings suddenly exuded an extremely strong pressure.

Villier, who was still an ordinary person, couldn't move in front of her at all, not even a finger.

Could it be the people from the Secret Division?

Villier's eyes were calm, and until now he had no intention of giving up hope of escape.

After this speculation appeared in his mind, he quickly denied it.

After all, according to their arrogant character, they may be killed directly on the spot.

Instead of just restricting his movement as he does now.

"Yes, but are you sure we're going to talk about it here?"

Villier raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of cloudy, but see-through eyes in the dim light.

The guard scanned his surroundings.

The environment in the tavern has always been terrible, and all kinds of people gather here.

Among them, there are many troublemakers who attract the attention of others.

"Boss, is there a quieter place?"

The guard turned to ask the boss as he let go of Villier, who was restricted from his movements.

"Yes, of course there is."

"It's in the yard at the back."

The boss was tempted by the bright eyes of the coin, and was full of enthusiastic smiles.

"Let's go."

Villier followed the guards into the courtyard, and sure enough, there was much less noise in front of him.

The two turned into a room, and after the guards arranged a simple formation, they looked at the sloppy man in front of them.

The beard has not been trimmed for a long time, and the hair is naturally the same, covering the eyes shallowly.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and there was a little smell of blood, and I don't know which dead man he had fallen from.

This is the person Her Royal Highness Princess Christine is looking for?

Those people before were okay to say, at least they all had their own special abilities, and even that waste man Rohel was a member of the former secret department.

But this ordinary person who didn't have the slightest mysterious reaction on his body, the guards couldn't see anything special at all.

However, since it is the will of Her Royal Highness the Princess, she can only have no objection to the task.

And Her Royal Highness must be better in the eyes than I am.

"Tell me, you guys have something to do with an ordinary person like me."

Villier was furiously stared at by the guards, and immediately asked him.

"It's not that I'm looking for you, it's the people behind me who are looking for you."

The guard said calmly, then pulled out a communication device.

"Wait a minute, the adults will talk to you directly later."

Villier took the device and looked at what he was holding with some surprise.

He couldn't remember when he had crossed paths with such big people.

Now he is just a fugitive who is not even a civilian.

Villier had a stomach full of questions, but no one could answer them.

After a few moments, the device in his hand suddenly vibrate.

Then an illegible voice rang out from here.

"Hello, you should be Lord Villier, I have heard of the name for a long time, and today I finally have the opportunity to talk to him."

"I can't afford it, I can't afford to ...... like this"

The first sentence of the opening made Villier's hand shake slightly.

If the guards hadn't stabilized it in time, they might have even fallen off.

He really didn't expect the person on the other side to lift himself up like this.

I don't know when I became so famous, and even the big guys remember me.

Listening to the exclamations from the device, Christine just smiled.

In fact, she didn't tell a lie, she was indeed a long-time celebrity.

It's just that it was in the previous life.

But it was this name that made those nobles frightened.

Even if he lives in the deep palace, he has heard of it a little.

Later, the rule of the Ottoman Empire officially ended and a federation was established.

At this point, the world has entered a new situation.

Thinking of this, Christine's eyes darkened slightly.

She was not saddened by the decline of her country, but only regretted the end of Villier.

Later, Villier did not maintain the newly established federation.

The world is initially stable, and it should have entered the link of recuperation and repair.

But the tail of the old era has not been completely chopped off.

There is a small group of people who cannot adapt to the arrival of a new era for a while, and they feel that the world is changing too quickly.

Obviously, the last picture still belongs to the glory of the nobility, but the so-called glory in the next picture is directly shattered, allowing a group of mud-legged people to stand with him.

They are reluctant, and they still think that one day they will regain the privileged class.

So the world must be, and the careful thinking of all kinds of people came up.

They united with speculators and wanted to restore the empire in the shadows.

The word federation was completely changed to a federation belonging to a small number of people, and the great power was in the hands of the people.

These people can be said to have become the moths of the Federation, slowly corroding them inside.

The reason Christine knows them so well is because she has experienced them firsthand.

It's just that I don't have a good impression of myself.

It was those people who implicated themselves that caused the wanted notice, which should have been loosened, to become strict again.

This made Christine miserable for a while.

They find Christine, hoping to use her royal princess to re-establish the empire.

Although Christine refuses this because she feels that there is nothing bad about the new era.

On the contrary, he did not have a good impression of the nobility.

But it was because of their actions that Christine herself was implicated and that the Federation regained attention to her, the former royal princess.

The Federation sensed the clue and increased Christine's arrest.

At the same time, they began to examine their own internals.

It's just that the results of the investigation shocked everyone and shocked them.

Before they knew it, the corruption within them had reached an extremely terrifying level.

After a series of upheavals, and although everything was suppressed, there was only so much for Villier to do.

Because of the fatigue of the battlefield, plus the identity of ordinary people.

Villier soon passed away, and his life's work was left to posterity.

On the day of the funeral, many people came forward.

In addition to his friends and family, there are also his enemies and rivals.

They expressed their deep respect for this revolutionary who rose to prominence and overthrew the empire.

However, after Vyrill's death, the Federation lost its most important pillar and soon faced disintegration.

Although the successor wants to maintain it, it is clear that the successor is weak.

He could only watch the Federation divide into several parts, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Christine, who was on the side, saw it clearly.

Although it is the dawn of a new era, it is clear that the people are not yet able to adapt to the rapid changes.

Christine knew that they lacked the ideological pillar and were still an arid desert spiritually.

They don't even know how to face the new era for a while, and their minds are still in the shadow of the old era.

In short, I have been kneeling for a long time and don't know how to write or pronounce the words.

It would take someone to pull them out, or it would be much better to live a little longer in the new era.

But no one has been able to achieve either of these things.

Villier only liberated their bodies, but not their souls.

The establishment of the federation was also too short, and although there were always germinations of new ideas, it lacked a systematic process of induction and organization.

Perhaps the Federation is a product of this.

Even later, the ideas gradually developed and matured, and various theories began to appear.

But then it was too late.

Thinking of this, Christine narrowed her eyes slightly.

Maybe she speaks a little ugly, but the collapse of the Federation is not only due to unilateral reasons, but more importantly, it is a product of the immaturity of the times.

It is a stepping stone for people to cross the river, a whetstone for continuous trial and error.

The emergence of the Federation is to pave the way for this era.

And after it split, Christine's own situation did not improve much.

On the contrary, the wanted ones are even stronger.

As if he had an enmity with everyone, he wanted to put her to death completely.

Christine could only smile helplessly.

"But I think you'll be able to afford it later."

"It's not the present that matters to me, it's your future."

Christine spoke directly to Vyrrill, inviting her.

"If you wish, you can choose to join us."

Villier listened silently to the words coming out of the device, not knowing what to do.

The guards on the side had a cold face, and when they saw him unmoved, they had already frowned deeply.

You know, this is an invitation from Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Still need to think about it?

But Villier didn't speak, he just thought quietly.

And Christine waited silently for his reply.

"Hahaha, my lord, I don't even know who you are, I'm really a little hard to think about."

Villier leaned back in his chair and replied with a smile.

Seeing this, Christine knew that he did have the intention to join, but it was very small.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let out such words.

If you really want to refuse, you just refuse.

While this may have something to do with the threat from the guards over there, it's still an opportunity.

"Are you sure you want to know who we are?"

"Knowing it means you're going to join us completely."

Christine said in a surging voice.

Villier's eyes flashed, and he didn't know.

It's just that no matter how bad it is now, how bad can it be.

And a big man is willing to take it personally, is there any room for refusal?

"And will you put a ring on someone else?"

Villier suddenly asked a question, an inexplicable question.

The guard looked at him with some confusion, not knowing what the question meant.

"Ahem, it's written in those scripts that some mysterious forces will put a collar around someone else's neck, as long as someone wants to reveal the information of the organization, or want to escape or something, the spell on the collar will be detonated......"

Hearing this, the guards and Christine's faces were a little dark.

The guard immediately stood up and looked at Virill with some anger.

"Are you insulting us?"

"What kind of people are we, and we need this kind of means to control people's hearts?"

In the face of the guard's angry words, Villier only drank and seemed unaware of her reaction.

Christine was on the other side of the device, listening to her guards, trying to contradict her.

If you can, it's necessary.

When it is time to use means to control others, she will never be merciful.

But now it is clearly impossible to say so.

"Don't worry, there's no such ferrule."

"There won't even be a spiritual ring."

"Because our goal is precisely to build a nobility, no ......"

"It should be said to build a world where there is no privilege."

Christine knew what Villier's thoughts were at this stage.

Because in the afterlife, he told others about his journey.

When he first started to escape, he thought about what he wanted to do, such as bring down the high nobles or something, but it was a temporary act of anger.

Only then with the passage of time.

After seeing more things, the thoughts in his heart became clearer and firmer.

What he wanted to do was to eradicate the privileged class led by the aristocracy who had too many interests.

That's why Christine would say something like that.

She smiled slightly, this is the benefit of knowing the future.

"Is there a world without privileges......

Villier's expression was stunned, and his gaze was a little distracted for a while.

Obviously, these rebellious words coincided with some of the thoughts in his heart.

He looked at the device with a strange look in his eyes, and the guards on the side sensed a hint of excitement from Villier.

"I see, your ideals sound very good, but on top of strength, I still have a skeptical attitude."

Villier's tone softened at the moment.

"You don't have to worry about strength, our power is in a period of vigorous development."

"Standing in front of you is a Morning Star Warlock."

"If necessary, we can also attack and kill the strong people of Huiyue."

"Morning Star ......"

Villier was stunned for a moment, and his eyes looked at the guards in front of him.

I really didn't see that she had the arrogance of a Morning Star Warlock.

A Morning Star Warlock had restrained himself in such a way that Vyrill had already believed seven points.

He pondered for a moment, and finally seemed to let go of something.

"Then I'm willing to join."

"But do you really believe you can change the world?"

Christine just smiled.

"Who knows what the future holds?"