Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 290 "White Feather"'s Calculation
Now that they were named, the cadres did not decline and spoke one by one.

"Chariot" said: "My opinion is to fight, fight hard. Our Clone brigade has been recuperating for a long time, and we need the battlefield and the blood of the enemy to stimulate us. Newcomers also need to go through the experience of the battlefield to become veterans." .”

"Judgment" said: "I also agree to fight. Although the clock tower's control over Italy is not as good as that of the United Kingdom, it is much stronger than the Church and the Dead Apostles. Moreover, the branch of the association is also in the Po River Plain, where we have a certain amount of control. The advantages."

"King" added: "The latest information shows that the number of followers led by 'White Feather' does not exceed fifty, and half of them are low-level followers who have just been transformed into Dead Apostles. If this is all their strength, I don't think our Clone brigade will lose."

"The Pope" continued to add: "The intelligence personnel of the Legal and Political Section have communicated with the representatives of the church and confirmed that the church's agents have dealt with the aftermath of the 'Varzia Night' and left an early warning mechanism. Although it is still There are some spirit particles remaining, but these residues should not pose any danger to us."

"Justice" said: "Auten Roche is not currently in his territory. It is said that he is going to Las Vegas to meet Van Ferm."

Van Ferm, No. 27 of the "14 Patriarchs of the Dead Apostles", whose real name is Barley Fernando Vanderusch Dam, is one of the oldest Dead Apostles.

This is a very different kind of Dead Apostle. He does not hide in the dark like other Dead Apostles. Instead, he is keen on socializing. He has a considerable status in human society. Said to be the king of the financial world, not the devil of the dark world.

This Dead Apostle is very concerned about human society and likes to worry about trivial matters. For hundreds of years, he has been passionate about ecology and devoted himself to protecting the earth's environment.After the First World War, he began to try to increase his sphere of influence without using blood-sucking methods.

Because he is very rich, many Dead Apostles will seek financial assistance from him. "White Wing Lord" Alten Roche is also one of the objects funded by Van Ferme. The two ancient ancestors will meet each other every once in a while. one side.

"The Hermit" took over the conversation: "Because of his departure, some of the second and third generations of his subordinates lost their leaders and began to invade each other. This time, the information about 'White Feather' going to Italy is another source of Autenrose. A family member quietly leaked it to the association."

Most of the Dead Apostles are transformed by humans, and humans will fight for power, and they will too, because their lives are long enough, and this struggle is more durable than humans.

The opinions of the six cadres are quite unified, that is - fight.

Internal needs, external pressure, enemy strength, battlefield environment, enemy movement, intelligence sources, almost all the factors that need to be considered in a battle, and all of them are beneficial to one's own side.This is a great opportunity, it would be a pity not to play it.

Immediately afterwards, the members of the Clone brigade also began to express their opinions.

"Captain, I agree with the fight."

"That's right, fight, definitely fight."

"Let's fight, captain."

The attitude was quite uniform, almost all shouting and beating, and occasionally one or two different opinions were drowned in the noise.

However, at this moment, Shen Er really wanted to say: "Comrades, you can't fight."

Of course it's not a meme, but a concern.

Who is the enemy?It is a dead disciple, a long-lived species, and the leader "White Feather" is also the second-generation family member of the king of the dead disciples, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

It's just a pig, and after living for so many years, it should be fine, let alone an important person under the command of "Bai Yi Gong"?How could such an opportunity that couldn't be more perfect be left behind?

——There must be something wrong with this!

But where is the problem?What else was neglected?
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Under the night, in an unknown courtyard.

A handsome young man in a white costume held a cup of bright red liquid and gently shook it against the hazy moonlight.

"—Problem, of course there is a problem? If you can't see the problem, Barthumello won't have fought against his father for thousands of years."

Father, is a special title of the "White Wing Lord" circle of influence, and is the respectful title given by the second-generation family members to the supreme King of the Dead Apostles, Tevem Ottenrose.

Now that such an honorific title is used, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the young man—the target of the Clone brigade, the ancient dead disciple code-named "White Feather".

At this moment, he was talking about his plan to his subordinates and family members, and one of the third-generation family members raised concerns similar to Shinji's.

"I just want them to see the problem, and then think about where the problem is?"

Having said that, the young man picked up the crystal cup and took a sip.The bright red liquid soaked through the pale lips, but instead of flowing down the corners of the mouth, it was directly absorbed by the lips.

"The human heart is a very strange thing. When the seeds of doubt are sown, human beings will find a way to solve the doubt. If they can't solve it, they will think, think, and keep thinking. Even if they say let go, But deep down in my heart, I still think about it unconsciously.”

"The information received by Barthemelo is all true, there is no falsehood, so their doubts cannot be resolved. This seed of doubt will constantly involve their energy, germinate bit by bit, bit by bit Big enough to make them hesitate to do anything, which is exactly what I want. If they run into me like pit bulls, I will be a little bit distressed. After all, for fishing this time, I didn't bring too much bait .”

"What if they are too hesitant to come?" another family member asked.

"No." The young man shook his head resolutely, "No matter how doubtful they are, they will come. Because they are Barthel Melo, who are hostile to us and the Dead Apostles, and regard their father as their mortal enemy. They They will not back down when facing us, and we are the same, once the two sides meet, one side is doomed to fall."

"It's just that I don't know who is here? Originally, I wanted to fish out a few candidates for the heirs of Barthemelo, and it would be best to catch that little girl named Lorelia. I really want to taste what her blood is." smell."

The young man squinted his eyes intoxicated, picked up the crystal glass, and drank the liquid in the glass.

"Unfortunately, she has already been designated as the next generation of Bathmelo, and is undergoing the transplantation of the magic engraving. It is impossible to come out in a short time--I can only take a step back and use her subordinates for surgery."

"You mean the magician group that caused the topic some time ago? It seems to be called the .Clone brigade?"

The young man smiled and confirmed the guess of his subordinates: "My lord father said that the army is composed of excellent and young magicians. If they are allowed to continue to grow, they will definitely become our threat—the threat must be nipped in the bud. .”

"But, but, how can you be sure that the Clone brigade will definitely come?"

"Because Barthemero's other powers can't move—our friends will contain Barthemero for us, at least on the surface. As for whether Barthemero will use the unknown hidden power, All I can say is that they better not use it, otherwise, hum."

The Magic Association is no better than the Church of the Holy Church. The relationship between magicians and the Dead Apostles is quite ambiguous, and many people themselves are in two boats.And in the clock tower of the headquarters, Barthumello is not the only one.

The corner of the young man's mouth, which had not yet faded from redness, curled up in an extremely confident arc.

"The stage has been set, and now we just need to wait for the curtain to rise. I guarantee that you will never forget that night."

　The recent subscriptions are getting more and more incomprehensible. There was a slight improvement in the past two days, but today it suddenly dropped, which is comparable to the worst subscription in history. My heart can't stand this kind of roller coaster fluctuation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)