Tyrant Code

It will take some time to send letters back and forth, and Brian intends to lead Gordon to his camp for a short rest.

"Brother, do you want to sleep for a while?" Burrien leaned towards Gordon and asked.

"I'm okay, I can barely hold on." Gordo rubbed the space between his brows, "But there's someone who came with me, and he's about to hold on. Please help arrange a place to rest."

"Is there anyone else coming with you? Who is it?" Burrien asked curiously. Those who followed Gordon at this juncture were either close friends or the most trustworthy subordinates. Although Burrien was with Gordon I lived there for a while, but I really didn't know such a person existed.

After he really saw the "friend" who had come with Gordon, he was so surprised that his tongue almost tied——

"Duke, duke..."

Although the blond-haired and blue-eyed Demont was only wearing an ordinary hunting suit similar to Gordo's, it still couldn't conceal his aura of gold and jade.The heir to the royal family has a pale face. It can be seen that he is strengthening his spirit and maintaining his demeanor, but there is still an unconcealable exhaustion between his brows.

"Let's keep things simple when we're away from home." Goldo discussed with De Monte, "Are you okay? Do you need me to give you another spell?"

"No need." Demont politely refused, "I'll rest for a while, and I'll be fine soon, so don't waste your magic power."

His physique was unexpectedly good. After a few days of galloping, he was always behind Gordo, but he never fell behind. Just because of this, Gordo admired him a lot.

Brian blinked, pulled Goldo aside, and said a little frantically, "He is the friend you said you want to entertain?! When did you get online?"

A few years ago, he also met this duke, and the duke's volatile personality cast a huge shadow on him.

Not long ago, when he was still in the capital, he also attended the duke's banquet with Gordo - at that time, Gordo and the duke were not that familiar, right?

During the few seconds when Brian was puzzled, Goldo reached out and patted his head: "Why do you ask so much, just treat it as my friend. Just help arrange it, and don't worry too much .”

Brian was speechless: "This is the Duke..." He secretly glanced at Demont, and found that the latter really didn't have any expression of reluctance except for being a little tired, and he didn't look as airy as before... …

Burrien couldn't help but sigh with emotion, sure enough, Gordo is invincible, even a figure like the Duke of Demont is willing to bow down for him!

Demont and Brian walked away, and Goldo and Casal communicated with Doron a few more times - thanks to the stealth magic added by Goldo, the eagle was back and forth above the river bank Send a message back to the ground, but no one finds out.

It was another evening.

It was dark.

Aldrich Finn sat in his tent, the crystal clear wine was poured from the bright silver flagon into the carved silver cup, the handle of the cup was inlaid with fine crystals, and the liquid in the cup sparkled intoxicatingly of light.

He slowly savored the wonderful feeling of the aroma of the wine permeating his limbs with the tip of his tongue. At the same time, the power of life transmitted from a distance, like a gurgling river, was constantly washing every corner of his heart.

He obviously didn't drink much, but he rarely showed a slightly drunk look on his face.

...this is life and power.Something more intoxicating and addictive than alcohol.

Why is it said that the Pope is a legendary figure in the Holy See?

Because a person who follows him and is reused cannot become an unknown person.Lu Bo, who is as stupid as dead, was also the central figure of the Holy See when he was alive. People feared him and hated him, envied him and despised him, but he left a strong mark in people's hearts.

It's as if in a play, the named characters are completely different from the unnamed ensemble characters—after becoming a bishop, Aldridge officially stepped out of the anonymous role.If anyone were to write a history of this period of the Celanca empire, it would be a named character.

Even if there are very few plots about him, it can be regarded as living up to this life.

All of this is thanks to His Majesty the Pope.

Aldrich praised the greatness of the Pope in his heart countless times, but his thoughts were interrupted by the attendants outside the door.

"Bishop Finn, His Excellency Casal Moran, please go over and discuss something with him."

Aldrich raised one eye and was forced to withdraw from the state of enjoyment and indulging. He thought he was full of energy and even a little ecstatic, but he didn't realize that he had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and even his originally fit body The teaching gown is also a bit light and fluffy when worn on the body.

"Did Your Excellency Moran explain what it is?" he asked.

The entourage was not too clear: "Zuo is only related to the rebels..."

Aldridge nodded: "I see."

In fact, Aldrich had no sympathy for those rebels.

To be honest, since they have all become rebels, after they are all loved and clean, they will burn off the remaining bones and it will be over.These stubborn people have completely failed the expectations of the Holy Lord when he gave them life. They might as well become the nourishment of the Pope... Ah, but let those poor priests who talk nonsense and can be called gossips die so easily. Some are too cheap for them.

Aldridge thought indifferently in his heart.

What idea would Casal Moran have in asking him?Anyway, apart from him and His Excellency the Pope, no one can stop this "purification"!

Aldrich walked into Casal Moran's camp with some secret pride, but found that almost all of Casar's capable generals were here.The knights dressed in armor and with their swords hidden by their sides stood in a circle around the table, a chilling and heroic aura rushed towards their faces, even Aldrich was stunned for a moment.

"Good day, Your Excellency Moran." Aldridge looked around at the changes in the camp, and said with a smile, "What is the reason you came to me?"

"Good day, Bishop Finn." Casal's pair of icy blue eyes still looked indifferent, "I invite you here at this time, there is indeed something important to announce."

"We have decided to launch a general attack on the castle across the river tonight."

Aldridge choked. He didn't expect Casar to make such an impulsive decision. He frowned and denied, "But isn't there an unknown disease on the other side of the river?"

"That's exactly what we're thinking about. Therefore, no matter which legion's soldiers set foot on the land across the river, they can't be reassuring." Casal took off his gloves and said, "Actually, regarding the treatment of those patients on the other side of the river , it is really difficult for doctors to obtain a unified opinion. So we decided to kill this unknown disease in its infancy."

"Are you going to watch them die?" Aldrich almost laughed, "But there are so many rebels, how long will we have to wait? Does Your Majesty have so much patience?"

"I know that the legion needs to give the capital a satisfactory answer." Casal Moran nodded, "So we plan to use the catapult to project the latest bombs to the other side of the river, turning the other side of the river into a sea of ​​flames. Give anyone a chance to escape."

Aldridge choked in his throat.

...The lives collected are not enough, so it will end like this, His Excellency the Pope will not be satisfied.

"What new type of bomb? Can it do such a thing?" Aldridge insisted, "What's more, if the person on the other side is facing a desperate situation and forcibly crosses the river, the soldiers of the legion will inevitably come into contact with the person on the other side. Where does the infected person appear?"

"This is also easy to solve - at this time, we need the newly developed firecrackers of our army to solve the problem." Casal Moran nodded, "The newly developed firecrackers can shoot hundreds of meters away. Hit the target, and our firecrackers will not let anyone cross the shore."

As he said that, Casal Moran also asked Burrian, who was standing in the distance, to show it—Brian was really standing very far away, and they could hardly see the firecracker in Burrian's hand. I just vaguely saw that small figure firing a shot at the rock in the distance——

With a bang, the rock was blown to pieces.

Aldrich: "..."

What a devilish firecracker is this!What the hell is this lethality!If the Moran Legion has such a combat power, then the other armies are still playing a fart!

"These are newly developed war items." Casal Moran laughed. "I didn't plan to put them into use so soon, but this time the situation is special, which is just right for the first appearance of these new weapons."

A drop of cold sweat trickled down Aldrich's forehead.

That said, Casal Moran wasn't joking at all when he said he was going to raze the opposite side...

"I think it's better not to use such a precious weapon first." Aldridge said a little stiffly, "After all, there are not only rebels living on the opposite side, but also some old and weak women and children. They still survived. hopefully……"

"But they are from the side of the rebels after all." Kasar said ruthlessly, "Besides, they have already fallen into such a bad situation, and they have not raised their flags to surrender. What reason do I have to show mercy? "

Aldrich: "..."

A stiff smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Then I'll go talk to them first and persuade them to surrender."

At least it can be delayed for a few more days... Besides, the "curse source" given to him by His Majesty the Pope is still on the other side of the river, so it must be recovered.

"Are you really all right? What if you get sick too?"

Aldrich: "...No, no. I have the blessing of the Holy Lord."

A mysterious idea suddenly appeared in Aldrich's mind.

Before he left, the pope taught him spells, calling it a gift for him... Aldrich originally thought that the vitality flowing in his body these past few days was a gift from the pope, but he suddenly thought of something else layer.

He must not be harmed by the so-called "contagion".

He could even play the "saint" who ends the disaster.

By then, wouldn't he have his own miracles and be able to build up more prestige?

As for when to stop this technique... Of course, when things become more serious, the "infectious disease" is not only when it is quietly raging in places where no one can see it!

He wants to let this miracle be displayed in front of the world!

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Pope: ...I didn't expect him to be so stupid.