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Chapter 338 Do you want to be a patrol knight? (33)

"It's Flameland's spies who stole the key to the indigenous holy land!"

"It's the spies of Flame Land, who secretly disrupted the source quality circulation inside the maze!"

"It's the spies of Flame Land, who created the plague and turmoil, and encouraged the natives to wage war against us!"

"There is no doubt that it is the spies of Flaming Land who created all this pain. They created a big storm and destroyed our hard-built homeland! It is also they who spread the plague and made all our settlements in the entire South Ridge panic. !"

"The people of the empire——I am not alarmist, but have actual evidence!"

Even though he already knew what the Viscount was going to do, Ian couldn't help but feel shocked and admired by the other party's decision - it's not that the young man is not smart enough to think of such an approach, the main reason is that he has a more serious and responsible personality, and he couldn't think of throwing him away at the first time. pot this aspect.

As for Flying Flame...

Heh, Feiyan should really thank Viscount Grant. According to this bragging, its strength has soared by more than ten times.

But it works.

With a big wave of the Viscount's hand, the guards dragged out a few gagged agents from the side of the prison car, who obviously looked like Flameland, and a large number of firearms from Flameland, all the people of Harrison Harbor It's all boiling.

"I just said that something is wrong with the big storm! Our Harrison Port has been built for so many years, and when it is booming, how could there be a sudden natural disaster-it didn't happen in the first 20 years!"

"Sure enough, it's a bastard from Feiyandi, he's fucking, look at these firearms, they are so good, our good guys don't even need to use them!"

"Yeah, let me just say, the natives have been fighting with us for so many years, and I haven't seen them use the plague method... Sure enough, it's all Feiyan's fault!"

On the spot, many people suddenly realized that they had completely understood the cause of everything, and their pain and anxiety had an actual source, a target that could be defeated and killed.

It's not like a natural disaster. Even if it's painful, if you want to condemn, you can't say anything, and you can only consider yourself an unlucky target.

Encountering natural disasters will only lead to a decrease in cohesion, making everyone feel that they are not blessed, or that the water and soil in their hometown are not good.

However, if the enemy is destroying...

Then there will be a common hatred.

Click.

When everyone's angry condemnation turned into a tidal wave, the Viscount killed these Feiyan captives with his water sword, making the entire square silent for a while.

Then, there was a tsunami-like cheer.

"Viscount, we love you!"

"It should be killed like this, it should be killed like this!"

"Bah! The blood of a group of bastards has polluted our square!"

——Without the great shaman, he completely gave up fighting against the natives of Port Harrison. Even with Feiyan's support, he completely lost confidence.

Without the swamp crocodile and the sequoia native with a Tenglan giant eel, Nanling is no longer an obstacle.

Therefore, they have no reason to continue to cooperate with Fei Yandi.

Blood spattered. These captives confessed by the natives had confessed everything they could. Their only value was to be a part of Viscount Grant's rallying cry in this grand 'sacrifice'.

"It seems that the saying that the natives often say is also true."

Looking at the port residents who were fanatical because of the blood, and even cheered loudly, Ian nodded slightly, feeling in his heart: "The empire is just a larger tribe. It's just that the sacrifice method is more sophisticated and the productivity is more developed. My own people have enough to eat and clothe, and they don’t need to really sacrifice their lives.”

If it is the "sacrifice" needed to develop to a higher level of civilization, it is a means for the people to gather people's hearts and cohesion, and it is not just human heads, human lives, and blood.

It's entertainment, idols and games; it's programs, narrative and correctness.

No one thought there was anything wrong with this, and neither did Ian—even if the Viscount lied, the spies in Flameland should be damned.

Since it is dead, it is better to be dead.

He didn't think it was barbaric or bloody, nor did he find it ridiculous.

Ian just thinks that if the conditions are met, he has a better way, and he can achieve the same goal without lying.

"—and all this."

At this moment, the viscount's impassioned voice continued to sound: "The biggest contributors to exposing this conspiracy are the members of the guards who heroically stopped Fei Yandi's conspiracy 14 years ago, and one of their heirs!"

"It was 14 years ago that the heroes of our guard stopped the conspiracy of Flameland, so our homeland survived!"

"It was also the members of the Ellen Family Exploration Team and our genius, the appraiser Ian, who stopped such a conspiracy of the Flameland Special Forces, and our homeland was able to be preserved again—and the big storm was ended forever. This man-made natural disaster!"

The eyes are converging.

The will is congealing.

Everyone is looking at themselves, staring at themselves.

——It's time for him to appear.

Ian raised his eyes, he knew that he should go up according to the script.

So he went up, walked towards the side of Viscount Grant step by step, and faced everyone present with a smile.

Isengard and Master Gosser are not suitable to appear on this occasion. They are outsiders and cannot be appreciated from the bottom of their hearts, but Ian can.

Ian stepped forward, came to the center of the square, and stood beside Viscount Grant.

"This is the best ending - a name of honor, a future where people are grateful, and you will be the son of a hero, and the hero of this generation."

The viscount whispered to Ian. He put his hand on Ian's shoulder to show his closeness to the young white man. At this moment, he raised his voice again: "Thanks to Ian's contribution to our Port Harrison, I have decided to , Promote him to a knight—a possibly the youngest knight in Nanling!"

"He has this strength, and he also has this credit, let us applaud him!"

— wow —

There was another burst of cheers. Obviously, even if some people felt dissatisfied, no one dared to come out to spoil the fun when the lord and the citizens were so excited.

Ian smiled and looked around the crowd in the square, he didn't see much malice.

This is indeed his hometown, and he is indeed a recognized genius, good boy, and good person.

And not long after, when the cheers of the crowd gradually subsided, Viscount Grant also smiled and said to Ian in a low voice: "Ian, according to your ability, even if it is not now, I will let you in a few years." Become a knight."

"But now, do you have an idea to choose a good path?"

Ian tilted his head slightly, he was a little curious, not knowing what Viscount Grant was talking about.

And what the Viscount said next shocked him in a real sense.

"Ian."

The Viscount said calmly, "Have you ever thought about becoming a patrolling knight?"

(End of this chapter)