Princes and generals, rather have a kind of ......

The brown-haired woman, who had silently recited this sentence again in her heart, sighed:

"What kind of experience can a philosopher say this...... Bold words. ”

If those high-ranking nobles and lords heard it, I am afraid that those pampered fat bodies will jump up and down in anger, right?

"It's not a great guy who said that." Shi Junjun smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, Chen Sheng and Wu Guangdu are just the most ordinary farmers. ”

"It's just...... Farmers? ”

The brown-haired woman frowned at the two awkward names.

It seems that the image of a peasant who can say that kind of thing in Shi Junjun's mouth is really very different from the farmer in another world in her impression.

"Two people who are unwilling to accept their own fate, take this sentence as a call to gather their partners around them to overthrow the dynasty created by the emperor that claims to last forever......"

"Watch your words, adventurer!"

Shi Junjun, who was frightened by this sudden outburst, shuddered, and the small spoon that she was holding in her hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

"Do you understand what happens when the last sentence you just said is heard by someone else who is the same status as me?"

The brown-haired woman who hurriedly pulled Shi Junjun out of the café looked around, and only after seeing that there was no one around, did she lower her voice and say sharply:

"You and all your immediate family members will be thrown into the quarantine prison of our inspection brigade! Even if it is found out afterwards that you have no intention of opposing Your Majesty, the chances of you being able to get out of there are almost nil, provided that you are both limb and sane! ”

"The quarantine prison of the inspection brigade?"

From the brown-haired woman's words, Shi Junjun had already vaguely guessed who was being held in the so-called isolation prison, and she squeezed out a reluctant smile:

"If I'm not mistaken, you're not just targeting the slave traders, are you? Why is it ......"

"There's not so much either/or in this world, and there's more to our job than just catching a few slave traders."

The brown-haired woman put on her helmet and became the formidable leader of the inspection team again, wrapped in metal armor.

"If it hadn't been for those officials who forced us to waste too much time looking for that kind of inexplicable thing, we might have been able to find out the location of the old Frings' underground slave market a few months ago......"

Before Shi Junjun could feel the hidden meaning in this sentence, the former reminded again earnestly:

"Although there are still many problems in the kingdom today, your majesty is still the best ruler in the history of the kingdom, and it is unacceptable for most people in the kingdom to say that you want to overthrow your kingdom in the name of two people who do not exist......

"I'm not talking about the emperor of the kingdom......."

"If you go back to the beginning of this world, and look at all the history, there is only one emperor."

"That...... Can you tell me your name? ”

"None of the people who joined the kingdom's anti-slavery division would be named, and in doing so, it would be best to avoid retaliatory action against our families by the deranged enemies."

The brown-haired woman, who was shrouded in metal armor, hesitated, "I hope you understand, but what is your name?" ”

"I also have a reason why I can't name myself."

"Goodbye then, Anonymous?"

"Goodbye, Anonymous."

And long after the brown-haired woman turned to leave, Shi Junjun still stayed where she was, thinking about what she said about the emperor.

In the girl's memory, the term "emperor" was coined by the first emperor who unified Shenzhou, and was taken from the meaning of "virtue and three emperors, and five emperors".

But this is a different world......

Where did the Three Emperors and Five Emperors come from?

Could it be a coincidence?

Then why did she say that there was only one emperor in the history of this world......

Shi Junjun shook his head and drove out the emperor of the other world, who would definitely not have anything to do with him for the time being.

She still has a lot to do in Portugalette, and she doesn't have time to waste on such inconsequential things.

"Miss Adventurer."

Hearing the unfamiliar voice behind him as if calling out to himself, Shi Junjun turned half sideways vigilantly, for fear that another guy from another world would knock on his stick.

The last time I was knocked in Goblin Village, it really hurt......

Fortunately, it was not the eagle dog under Viscount Robinette who stopped him this time.

He was a short, tanned-looking young man about the same age as himself, who seemed to be a member of the 29th Detachment of the previous Inspection Brigade, and had a brief encounter when he found the inspection team of the Kingdom's anti-slave trade department and reported the news at the station in Portugalette City.

Shi Junjun, who slowly relaxed her vigilance, asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Thank you for telling us William's last words, and for capturing his killer."

The young man bowed deeply.

"He and I were born and raised in the same village, and we have been good friends for 20 years, and we came out together to join the inspection team of the anti-slave trade department."

"Since childhood, this guy has liked to imitate the tones of gentlemen and nobles of status, and it is for this reason that he was chosen by the captain of the detachment to be a scout among us disguised as slave buyers."

"If you hadn't made a move at that time, relying on my strength alone, I'm afraid that I wouldn't dare to hope to avenge William in this life......"

It turns out that his name is William......

The flesh-and-blood human form, until the last moment of her life, asked her to send information to her companions......

"I remember that the captain of your detachment told me that in order to prevent those frenzied enemies from taking revenge on their relatives, no one who joined the kingdom's anti-slave trade department should have a name?"

The girl asked tentatively.

"According to common sense and our internal requirements, this is generally the case, but William and I are good friends who grew up together, so naturally we know his name, and as for the enemy's revenge, ......"

The dark-skinned young man smiled miserably:

"He has no relatives anymore."

"His parents, who were members of the anti-slave trade department and the inspection team, died of injuries sustained during an operation to encircle slave traders, and the rest of his relatives are no longer alive......