Take Taobao with you to another world

The layout of the interrogation room is very simple, with tables, chairs, and people.There are not many people, only two.

Although he was very surprised that the presiding judge was a woman, Coulson sat down on the round stool in the center of the room.

"Hello, Lord Colson." The mature and quiet woman smiled, her voice was not completely sweet, but slightly magnetic.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." Coulson also nodded politely.

"How are you doing during this time?" the woman asked, "Our place has not been established for a long time, so the conditions are unavoidably rudimentary, and the customs are quite different."

That's a subtle attitude, Coulson thought.Then he replied: "I don't feel any unpleasantness."

"If you need anything, you can tell us directly." The woman said softly, "Speaking of which, I have been away from the Principality of Sith for more than ten years."

Is this a reason for attitude?Coulson looked at the black-haired recorder who was quietly sitting aside. The man looked very calm, as if he was not surprised by this.Coulson's gaze returned to the other person. Sometimes it is impossible to judge a woman's age by appearance. Her skin is quite smooth and beautiful. If this is true, she should have been just a young girl when she left, and this temperament Not like a commoner, "It's really rare, I never thought I would meet people from my homeland here."

"I'm actually a little surprised." Without looking at the environment, they seem to be having an ordinary reminiscence in the banquet hall, "I know you are away all the year round. I wonder if you have any impression of the small family in Kataspo? Their last name is Coors, has always been loyal to the Grand Duke of Sith."

"May I ask, ma'am, your relationship with the Coors family is..."

"Lord Carnikin was my biological father," she said.

"Have we met?" Coulson asked.

"I have seen you from afar once." Wells said, "The Grand Duke of Sith brought his proud sons to the hot springs in Kataspoor to spend the winter, which is a big event for the Coors family. "

"I also remember that warm and pleasant vacation, but it's a pity that it didn't leave a deeper impression on you." Coulson said, "It's even more regrettable that Your Excellency the Baron passed away three years ago, and his nephew Bereko inherited The Coors family and surname."

Wells slightly recalled, "What you said was about cousin Bereko. I think he might not be a very good heir."

"It may be difficult for him to quit gambling," Coulson said tactfully, "but he still has the hope of working hard. Who knows what will happen in the future."

"I don't think there's much hope." She smiled at him, her full red lips forming a beautiful arc, "However, knowing that they are not doing well, I feel at ease."

"..." This turning point is a bit abrupt.

Coulson changed the subject, "Baron Culkin once mentioned to me that he also wants a more reliable heir, even if it is a woman - as long as she and her husband can pass the Coors family The bloodline continues."

"This request is not high." Wells said, "It's just that this matter has nothing to do with me."

"Oh?" Objectively speaking, in terms of appearance, conversation or other things, she is much better than Bereko's prodigal son who looks like a mound. Even if the time is pushed back more than ten years, she will not be far behind Well, Culkin can at least give her more choices in marriage, unless she didn't leave the family voluntarily, Coulson thought, "I don't know why..."

"I almost had the opportunity to appear in front of you with another identity, but something happened later." Wells said, "Baron Culkin has always attached great importance to his heirs, but it is a pity that his hard work has not been rewarded. When he pinned his expectations on It was an unacceptable humiliation for him, and I don't think he would like to mention it to anyone."

She said "he" not "she".

Coulson looked at the presiding judge who was full of femininity all over his body, not sure if he heard it wrong.

"Before I was expelled, I more or less received some noble education." Wells did not explain further, she just continued to speak in her soft tone, "Compared to the eldest son who is obsessed with alchemy, the Grand Duke treats you Even more beloved, although I don't know much about the Molayev family, but you have turned from a knight to a business, and you have developed an ordinary industry association into such a huge chamber of commerce that has turnover among several countries. In the name of a genius. And judging from your willingness to carry out such a dangerous plan for your brother, the relationship between you and him is obviously not as bad as the rumors."

Coulson's expression gradually faded.

He didn't have the self-righteous attitude of ordinary nobles towards women, but just as he saw after coming here, this woman also surprised him.

"The distance between the Principality of Sith and the Sacher tribe is not only far away. Lucia and the Orc Empire don't have much history of disputes. It stands to reason that there is no reason to intervene in the internal affairs of the Orc Empire, although in your opinion, this may be regarded as It’s not about interfering in the affairs of other countries, at most it’s just going with the wind.” Wells lowered her head and turned a page of the text on the desktop, “What you are asking for is to collect some living materials and at the same time verify the effect of your alchemy product application , you do not change the situation, you just 'make the best use of everything'. Tens of thousands of human lives are the main content of this transaction, although it cannot be made public, the contract has been recognized."

She paused.

"Unfortunately, your collaborators failed."

When rectifying the order of the captives, the former reserve team members were surprised by the so-called logistics of the enemy dragging their families with their mouths and bottles without leaking. After all, they have received education from another system for two years. In the military training process adjusted to the situation, they have been instilled with quasi-modern military combat thinking. Their view of the world is fundamentally different from the past.

However, in this era of relying on manpower and animal power to carry out cold weapon warfare, generals are limited by their own knowledge and objective conditions, and their concept of army logistics is quite narrow. In fact, there are not many, not to mention the orcs whose behavior can almost be summed up in simple and rude terms.The strong beast army, with no less than 3 troops, was able to move from the imperial capital to the vicinity of Sacher in just three months. The key role was not their bloated and slow baggage team, but following them all the way to assist in dispatching Human Chamber of Commerce.In a sense, the performance of the businessmen who are visiting the settlements in their non-job work can be described as excellent.

But the benefits they got from it were not too great, they had increased the price for the orcs, but the long-distance distribution of food was a difficult task, and the orc empire was not friendly to humans, so they needed to take a lot of risks.This is not a political act, but an investment by the chamber of commerce. Even the chairman has been dispatched, which can only show that in addition to reasonable and legal remuneration, they have other benefits that are so rich that they can take such a risk.

"'Blood Beast Source' is an amazing creation of Lord Sergey in alchemy. As far as its production process and effects are concerned, it can no longer be called a potion, but a kind of creation. The raw materials are made The concocted blood and extreme pain are used internally. Without exception, users transform into irrational and violent creatures. They are not afraid of injury and death. Only by cutting off the head can they be completely eliminated. The formula has been improved three times so far. The first one Thirty healthy men are required to produce a "Blood Beast Origin", which is amazingly powerful, but the cost of production is too high. After two improvements, the input of "raw materials" has been reduced to three people, and the success rate of production has also increased , Lord Sergey is preparing for the fourth improvement." Wells said slowly, "So he doesn't have enough materials."

Coulson didn't speak.

"Before that, he had already controlled the enclave between the Sith Principality and the Orc Empire. Although it was poor and poor, there were more than 2 people who lived here for a long time." Weiers said, "But including the lord, They were 'burned out' at least half a year ago."

She looked up at the blond noble knight, who met her gaze and did not escape.

The two pairs of dark green and gray-blue eyes looked at each other. Both were people with firm wills. The atmosphere in the interrogation room was a little stagnant for a while, and even the recorder stopped writing.

"Mr. Coulson, you don't seem to care about this failure." Weiers said, she didn't ask him if he felt bad conscience about it. Done.

"Because there is no eternal victory in this world." Coulson replied.

"Even if the result might be your death?"

"If this is how it ends for me, I just have to live with it," Coulson said.

He didn't think he was going to die, at least not here.Wells thought, he was right, the magician really wouldn't kill him.

"Ma'am, you don't appear to be here to interrogate me," Coulson said, "but just to confirm the answer."

"Yes." Wells didn't deny it.

"I also want to seek answers to certain questions." Coulson said, "So, here I ask again, can I see the Far East magician?"

After returning to the cell, Coulson climbed onto the bed weakly. The mage with different pupils who was playing cards with himself kept staring at him, stood up and leaned on the edge of his bed and asked, "What's wrong? Did they torture you? "

"Her boobs are real," Coulson said, looking up at the ceiling.

"What?" Master Yitong asked in surprise.

"I bumped it when I was walking, and her breasts are real." Coulson said, "But Baron Culkin only had an illegitimate son named 'Wells' who died of illness in his teens. Damn boy, how did 'he' become a woman?"

It was not easy for Mage Yitong to find out what he said. As a mage, he thought about it a few times before saying, "This...is probably a kind of talent."

"Talent..." Coulson murmured, "I asked to see the Far East magician, and she agreed to convey this request for me."

"Do you think it will go well this time?" Master Yitong asked.

"I'm used to being disappointed," Coulson said.

"What if I saw it?" asked the different pupil mage.

"Then let's hope he's as profound as they say he is, all-powerful, graceful, gentle, flawless, admirable," Coulson said.

"I hope so too, but do you think it's possible?"

"You have to be hopeful about the future, otherwise how do you live now?" Coulson said, "Although I don't take any chances, because he has dug our bottom out."

Master Yitong was really surprised this time.

Coulson turned his head and looked at him, "That's right, he knows what our group of people are planning to do here."

The intelligence community's final summary report aroused great reaction at the meeting.For many young people attending the meeting, they were able to accept war and unequal exchange. Their past life has long taught them that there has never been fairness and justice without the support of power. Some people are born to maintain their superiority by oppressing others. Those people never cared about the lives of the lowly in their eyes. The behavior of using living people as raw materials is no different in essence from slave owners who squeezed slaves to death, but the bloody color But it's still creepy and cold.

There may be another reason for their anger. The one who created such an evil and cruel existence as the "Blood Beast Origin" and the one who brought them to their current lives are also "alchemists".

"Then what kind of chamber of commerce must be specially doing this kind of thing for that kind of lord, kill them all!" Someone suggested.

This suggestion was supported by most people, but also strongly opposed by others.

"If you keep them alive, that thing will definitely spread. How many people will die by then? We don't care about the dead in other places. Our current enemy is the current emperor of the Orc Empire. If he goes crazy and gets a lot of , who wants to fight this kind of battle?"

"We haven't been afraid of this kind of thing, have we? It's difficult for ordinary people to deal with, but which time we didn't win?"

"Don't put it lightly! Winning is winning, but it also consumes a lot of money! You guys are not in charge of logistics!"

"Wait, even if we kill them all, we won't be able to reach the culprit who made such a ghost thing. If the alchemist is not dead, won't the 'Blood Beast Origin' continue to be created? The foundation of the Chamber of Commerce If we’re not here, what’s the use of killing them? Among those captives is the son of the grand duke, if we kill him and the news spreads, wouldn’t they have more reason to collude with the orc nobles in Lacerda?”

"Are we going to let them go? How can we be worthy of our dead brothers..."

The debate was still going on, but Takla, who was the moderator of the meeting, just looked at it with his head propped up and did not put forward any arguments. His usual sense of presence has always been very strong, but at this time he seemed a little low-key, just like the other person who rarely came to attend the meeting. one person.

Takla turned his head to look to the side, only to find that the black-haired engineering team leader was wandering.Fan Tianlan might look the same to others, but Takla knew that he was distracted.

"Hello," he said.

Fan Tianlan looked at him, and his reaction speed was as fast as before.

"What did you do behind my back that day?" Takla asked.

"It's just for a walk." Fan Tianlan said, then reached out and knocked on the table, "Don't talk about personal matters at the meeting."

This action of his seemed to remind others that after so many lessons, these youths who were full of blood knew that they could not directly ask their superiors to stand for them, but at least he had to give a clear opinion on the current situation.

"You ask me?" Takla said, "Go back and memorize the war regulations first."

Not many people are satisfied with this answer, and many people feel that they have been prevaricated, until Takla said: "Why don't you just ask the magician?"

So they withered.

Ever since Coulson knew of the existence of the Far East Warlock, he had always wanted to meet this man, and the previous encounters were like layers of foreshadowing—those strange rumors, strange scouts, earth-shattering means of war, that strange man The usually powerful gifted person, as well as everything he saw here that was unreasonable, ended up with that person who seemed to have never existed before.

He seemed to be facing an unknown legend, but when he actually stood in front of that simple wooden door, a question gradually surfaced in his chaotic thoughts: If he still can't get the answer this time, is he still like the past? He can only reap another disappointment, so what should he do?

He heard a voice say, "Come in."

Nothing is worse than death.

Coulson reached out to push the door open and walked in.

In a bright and spacious room, a man stood in front of the bookshelf and turned his head to look at him.