This Game Is Too Realistic

The veil of night gradually enveloped the earth, but it did not bring any peace to the stormy sky.

The siege continued on the fifth day, and finally reached the bloodiest and most tragic street fighting.

The imperial guards guarding Tiandu scattered into various streets, alley by street, and exchanged fire with the rebels who invaded the city, but in the end they were still no match for the endless numbers.

They have no reinforcements.

However, the reinforcements from the opponent continued to flow, and there were more weapons and ammunition than could be used up.

Five thousand against half a million.

This battle of disparity in combat power seems to have been doomed from the very beginning.

That floating palace is useless.

Although the ground-based starship is still working, the only thing that can function is the reactor and the anti-gravity device.

It's too old.

Built during the Three Years War, it has been suspended in an oxidizing environment for more than two hundred years, and the people living on this land have built a luxurious palace on its spine.

The things carried on it were too heavy, so that it couldn't even fly to the clouds, and could only watch the soldiers like a colony of ants surround it.

It once again witnessed the change of the dynasty, but it never waited for its real master.

Ahh! This group of rebels! I wish I could kill them all, skin them, and stretch their tendons!

Under the steps of the palace, the chief of the Imperial Guard looked at the burning capital with red eyes.

The last line of defense to the palace has been breached!

His subordinate staggered and ran in front of him, knelt on the ground on one knee, and said while enduring the gunshot wound on his shoulder.

General! Withdraw quickly! The brothers are almost dead, the sky... can no longer be held!

Retreat?! Never!!

The chief of the Imperial Guard roared angrily, grabbed the rifle from the officer's hand and went to the front line himself, shooting at the rebels under the steps.

Gunshots erupted in front of the palace!

The street below the steps is littered with dead bodies!

People piled corpses into parapets, crawled behind cover and shot at each other.

The turbid blood flowed up the steps from the bottom of the steps, and finally broke through the gate of the palace.

In the siege of the rebels, the chief of the imperial guards was shot to death indiscriminately, and he fell in front of the blood-stained palace gate with his eyes wide open.

All five thousand imperial guards were martyred, and no one retreated.

In the end, their bodies were strung on flagpoles and hung at the entrance of the north gate of Tiandu.

I heard that the emperor was running in that direction.

After all, the sky has changed hands...

...

That night, Janusz ordered a banquet to reward the whole army, and then swaggered into Wutuo's palace.

When the north hunt was announced, Wu Tuo fled hastily, and did not take away all the rare treasures in the palace and the eunuchs and female relatives.

And those fair-skinned and beautiful concubines and court ladies, as well as those gold and silver jewelry, artworks, sacrificial utensils, etc. piled up in the warehouse, were also accepted by the king of heaven one by one.

Some were kept for his own use, while others were rewarded to the soldiers and confidantes who fought bravely, sowing a reputation for himself as being equal in rain and dew, and clear in rewards and punishments.

As for the eunuchs, Janusz did not waste them, but made the group of eunuchs stand on the chessboard in the palace, holding swords and daggers, and wearing animal headdresses, and played human chess in the light of the bonfire. His enthronement added to the fun.

And he himself sat on the emperor's seat, pampering the little countess who Wu Tuo hadn't had time to pamper, while admiring the frail and boneless pear blossoms with rain, while watching the howling and crying of blood flowing like a river on the chessboard.

Happy! Hahaha! Really fucking happy!

Janusz laughed loudly and patted the armrest of the throne.

That McLenne always looks down on this wargame, but I think it's quite interesting!

The military division standing next to him said with a smile.

It's His Majesty who gave it new fun.

His Majesty……

Yanusz narrowed his eyes slightly, with an indescribable joy in his brows.

Feng Wang worships the prime minister.

This is the pinnacle of life!

The legend of the heavenly wolf devouring the sun should be fulfilled...Let's let the Niu clan go, after all, this is the Niu state, but the liquidation of the Japanese clan can begin.

Pass down my order to confiscate all their property and degrade them into slaves. Whoever catches them will belong to them.

There are also those nobles who were conferred by Wu Tuo, let them stay at home and wait for their punishment. If they dare to go out, they will be killed!

The military adviser standing beside him said respectfully.

Your Majesty is holy!

Rising smoke obscured the night sky.

The enthronement ceremony is scheduled for three days later.

Janusz announced that the Xilan Empire has been destroyed, the Xilan Dynasty no longer exists, the new empire is called the Janusz Empire, and the new dynasty is called the Janusz Dynasty.

Like many great families, his name has become the surname of the future family, and this surname that has been crowned with many legends will be supremely glorious, just like the incarnation of the wolf god in the world.

The entire Heavenly King army was jubilant and festive from top to bottom, slaughtering pigs and sheep, drinking and eating meat, so happy.

It's a pity that the Willant people in Tiandu ran so fast that none of them remained.

And those nobles are also thieves one by one, running even faster than their majesty!

That is to say, those nobles who were born as military officers did not escape, but resisted together with the Imperial Guards.

There are also those stubborn elders who still have illusions about the Xilan Royal Court.

They quickly paid for it.

Not only were all the male members of the family slaughtered, but the female family members were also reduced to slaves and became playthings of the Heavenly King's army.

On the northern outskirts of Tiandu, Absek's Lion Army flag fluttered in the night and amidst the bonfires.

Although Absek himself is a member of the wolf clan and was born in the Gray Wolf Army, it does not prevent Janusz from making him the Lion King.

In the future, the Grand Duke of Shizhou must also be a member of the wolf tribe, and the lion tribe must be under the leadership of the wolf tribe.

This can be regarded as an improvement based on the lessons learned from the previous dynasty.

In the military tent, cups of wine were exchanged, and all the commanders chatted and laughed happily, only one of them was worried.

The commander's name is An Wo, and like everyone sitting in the tent, he is also a werewolf. He is also the confidant of General Absek and the future Grand Duke of the New Empire, and he even works with Absek on the same pier. live.

The only difference is that what he believes in is not the wolf god, but the silver moon goddess.

Although belief is not considered a status label in Borneo Province, but blood is, but his worried expression is still out of tune with the jubilant atmosphere around him.

Absek walked up to him, laughed heartily and patted him on the shoulder.

Anwo, be happy haha! From now on, the empire belongs to our wolf family! Whether it is a hard-working cow or an invincible sun, they have to bow their heads in front of us! When the king of heaven named me a general, Including you, and everyone here, everyone is the chief ten thousand!

He uttered the last half of the sentence word by word, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The heroic capacity for drinking and the ups and downs of his voice drew applause from the military tent.

Seeing the officer who was laughing heartily, Anwo couldn't feel happy at all, and drank it down, but the worry in his eyes didn't diminish in the slightest.

On the contrary, it is more serious.

Thanks for the general's promotion, but maybe I was too worried, I always feel that our troubles have just begun...

Seeing the worried eyes, Absek laughed out loud.

Are you still worried about those big noses?

Isn't it worth worrying about? An Wo looked at his chief, the future grand duke of the new empire, and said in a low voice, We killed so many of them and robbed their arms... those Willant people Won't let us go.

When he heard these words, the drunken Absek suddenly showed a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

Looking at his subordinate meaningfully, he suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

Don't be naive, Anwo, in this cruel wasteland, innocence is the deadliest thing.

Anwo's Adam's apple twitched.

What does the general mean?

Absek grinned and said.

It is true that some people will die, but that person is not us, but the emperor of the 'Old Dynasty'... It doesn't matter if you don't understand this sentence, but you might as well guess why we were able to win so smoothly.

Do you need to ask? Anwo replied without thinking, Of course it is because we are united enough. When others were still smashing things to vent their anger, we organized and led them like a pack of wolves driving their prey——

Hahahaha! The heroic laughter interrupted Anwo's speech, Absek patted him on the shoulder vigorously, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, That's it? Can you overthrow the empire with these? Anwo, my Good brother, I regard you as a brother, so I want to give you some advice, this naive idea may even make it difficult for the Grand Duke of Shizhou, Sanjayna Pass!

You do things beautifully, but that's not enough. Don't always believe what you see and what you hear. Use your own head to think about 'why' and 'what'.

An Wo looked at him blankly, his expression suddenly became serious, he respectfully poured a glass of wine for the general, and also filled a glass for himself, then raised his head and drank it down.

Ask the general to advise!

Satisfied with this guy's studious attitude, Absek happened to be a little drunk, so he patted him on the shoulder and sat next to him for a while.

I'll teach you... but you have to rot these words in your stomach.

An Wo nodded seriously and listened respectfully.

Subordinates must keep the general's teachings in mind!

Absek lowered his voice very softly, letting that sentence be drowned in the noise.

Janusz is from the Gray Wolf Army, and I am also from the Gray Wolf Army. Many people are... the kings of the Thirteenth Route Army are his confidantes and comrades-in-arms, but there is also a thing he doesn't understand. circle.

We quickly rallied around him and pushed him to the throne, not because of his high prestige among us, but because we needed a guy like this...to take on the responsibilities that belong to the king, and he If he took the initiative to stand up, let him do it.

The drunken smell blew into his ears, and what the bearded guy said made An Wo feel a chill in his heart, and his hands and feet felt cold.

Especially the next sentence, which froze his breath, which became heavier and heavier due to nervousness.

The munitions piled up in the port warehouse, the military trains that broke down on the railway line, and the military rations and supplies that were rotting in the warehouse and never sent to the front line...

Do you really think...these are all prepared for Aryan?

...

What the eyes see may not be true, nor what the ears hear.

However, the eagle still did not expect that the truth of the matter is so exaggerated.

Why is the munitions that should have been sent to the front line piled up in the warehouse at the port, and it was the time when the pressure on the storage at the port was the greatest.

Why are such important supplies left unguarded, so that the insurgents found them immediately and used them on the guards immediately.

And the most important thing...why when the accident happened, none of the really damned ones were there.

When the last piece of the jigsaw puzzle was put together, all the doubts he could not figure out were connected in series by the interlocking clues...

It was indeed an accident that happened by chance.

But chance isn't all there is to it...

After dark.

The old nun lit a candle and led the group to the basement of the church.

This is Pastor Melgio's wine cellar and study, because there are often people staying, so the ventilation is not bad.

The Silver Moon Sect can't stop drinking, and even highly respects wine, often using it in sacrifices.

According to the old nun, he was always writing at his desk, soaked in the smell of grape wine, sorting out the stories about Ball and writing the Silver Gospel.

When that accident happened, the children hid in this not-so-spacious basement.

The wooden stairs leading to the basement are very rough, and they will make a creaking sound when stepped on, which can provide a warning for those hiding inside.

Alman thought he would see his wife here, but he didn't expect the basement to be empty.

But after coming here, the old nun holding the silver candlestick breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders seemed to relax.

...You were overwhelmed with grief at the time, and I was worried that if you knew she was still alive, you would go desperate to find her, or tell that General McLennan and his subordinates about the matter.

Alman subconsciously asked back.

Shouldn't it be done?

The Shit Stirrer whistled.

Depending on the situation, if you are in Dawn City, we certainly recommend that you call the police as soon as possible. After all, saving lives is the most lucrative job. But if it is a ghostly place like Westport, even if you call the police... you will be arrested. In the park?

West... Westport?

Looking at the bewildered Arman, the war-skilled wolf coughed lightly and said in a stammering voice.

He crossed the stage... That is, a story from another dimension, which has nothing to do with this.

...?

The eagle gave a dry cough, interrupting the gag of his group of cronies.

Okay, think about your manual... Heck, let's get down to business. Since you are willing to bring us here, it must be because we have gained your trust, right?

That's true, the old nun nodded slowly, Please forgive me for not confessing everything frankly at the beginning, and now I am begging for your help. After all, two hundred lives are at stake, and I must be careful with myself every choice you make.

The catheter dog said happily.

It's okay, aren't the game missions all pissing, I understand—

Shut up you.

The eagle covered the guy's mouth and signaled the old nun not to care, just keep talking.

The old nun was stunned for a while, then nodded slightly.

...So I waited for Mr. Arman to calm down, while observing you. Now I can be sure that if even you are not trustworthy... then there is no one in this world who can help us.

Facing the sights that were staring at her, she slowly opened her mouth, telling what happened that night that no one in the whole settlement wanted to mention...

...

Time went back to the night when all the fuses were lit.

A group of people waited anxiously in the church, but they heard that devilish voice drifting in from outside the door.

Ruby? Tsk tsk... What a nice name.

Just as the voice fell, the door of the church was knocked open with a bang.

There was a commotion among the people sitting in the hall, and they all cast horrified glances at the door.

The mother held the child tightly in her arms, and the husband stood in front of his wife.

Looking at those disgusting faces, An Wo, with hatred and contempt on his face, led more than 20 soldiers with live ammunition behind him, and stepped into the place where he had prayed devoutly.

Anwo!

Recognizing that face, Isher stared at him intently, scolded with an angry face, Do you know what you're doing!

What am I doing? What about you? Do you know what you're doing!

Anwo snapped back unceremoniously, roaring angrily.

You brought here people who shouldn't have survived! More than two hundred people from Willante! It's you! It's you who let blood stain the church of the Silver Moon Goddess!

Blood can't stain the church, but dirty souls can! Melgio also stood up, staring at the man who had prayed devoutly to him, You shouldn't come here, if what you committed today sin, no one can forgive you.

When seeing Melgio, Anwo's pupils trembled a little, subconsciously trying to avoid those sharp eyes, but the gun in his hand gave him courage, and finally made him stare back fiercely.

...Mr. Melgio, I respect you, and thank you for always telling us stories and teaching us how to read... That's why I have to advise you, don't worry about this matter! You are not an alliance after all people are just citizens of the Hump Kingdom!

I'm not talking to you as an alliance, nor as a Hump Kingdom, but as a person. Melgio looked at him neither humble nor overbearing, and said word by word, Go back, Just pretend that you have never been here... This is the only chance for your sins to be forgiven, and one step forward is the abyss.

An Wo fell silent.

Pairs of eyes in the church were on him, and everyone held their breath, waiting for him to make a decision.

He took a deep breath, and finally said those words that were colder than moonlight.

... This is an order from Janusz. Do you think I want to do this... I don't want to at all, but I have no choice.

Before Isher and Melgio could open their mouths, he glanced at Margaery who was holding the child tightly in his arms, and then at the butler Sahadu and the rebel army named Pavon who were staring at him in horror. boy, then continued.

All the Vilantes must die. This is the order of Lord Yanush, and also the order of my superior Absek. If I go back empty-handed, I can't explain to them.

Then he looked at Isher again, and said with complicated eyes.

Wake up, Bohr doesn't exist... You think you can save some people, but you will only make things worse.

Then he looked at Melgio, the priest who always took them and prayed and read them the newspaper.

Mr. Melgio, I am very grateful to you. You let me see that there is another possibility in the world...whether it is a belief other than thousands of races and gods, or another country other than the empire.

I hope from the bottom of my heart that it will come to this land that has been sprinkled with salt, and change the fate of me and my compatriots... But you and I should be very clear that there is no change without bloodshed. Muscular.

Besides, even in your story, Boulder is not without a body under the snow. Too many people were buried in the past that night, and not all of them saw the sun rise the next day.

Melgio was speechless and just looked at him blankly, as if he didn't expect him to be so enlightened.

Besides the astonishment, the pastor's eyes were filled with regret——

It's a pity that other people's words are light, and they can't stop the rushing silt, they can only follow the silt downstream.

Or they can only be completely submerged in the sand like Isher.

Anwo continued to look silently at the mother who was protecting the child behind her.

Margaery right?

Without flinching back, Margaery straightened her chest and looked into his eyes.

Yes.

An Wo nodded and continued.

The people standing next to me today are all believers of the Silver Moon Goddess. I personally selected them to come with me, because I don't want to desecrate the temple of the Silver Moon Goddess.

I can guarantee that you and your child will die with dignity, and you don't have to be humiliated before dying like those people outside. Shooting or hanging yourself, you choose one for yourself and your child.

Tears welled up in Ruby's eyes, and she could hardly hold back the tears.

But at this moment, Margaery suddenly put her palm on the top of her head, stroked her gently like her father usually stroked the top of her head, and then took her little hand again.

Do not know why.

Suddenly she was less afraid.

Anwo, is that your name? Margaery looked at him and said in a neither humble nor humble voice.

Anwo said in a blunt tone.

That's right, ma'am, if you hate me, just curse me after you go down, I will go to hell to atone for my sin.

Margaery shook her head, watched him continue talking.

I don't hate you, I'm not innocent, and even if I didn't oppress you myself, my husband and others did, and silence is a heinous sin.

No, ma'am...

The maid standing next to him suddenly knelt on the ground, looked at An Wo who was standing at the door, and begged.

Ma'am she is innocent, she has always been gentle with me and others... I lost my family when I was very young, she took me in when I was sold to the colony, and took care of me like family. Maybe Others have done bad things to you guys, but trust me, she's not like those—”

That's enough, Yolanda, please don't say any more, Margaret stopped her in a gentle tone, and then looked at An Wo who was standing at the door, She is a survivor of the Great Desert, not a Willant , the difference from you is actually not that big, can you spare her life?

An Wo didn't object, but just shrugged.

Then trouble Mr. Melgio to dress her up as a nun.

In fact, he didn't want to kill innocent people, although he hated slaves kneeling on the ground begging for their masters.

Melgio sighed, drew the moon on his chest, and the maid who was kneeling on the ground shook her head pleadingly.

No... I can die, please let Madam and Ruby—

That's enough, Yolanda, do you have to tell me to shut up! Margaery suddenly raised her volume, interrupting her chattering.

Anwo watched the quarrel in the church indifferently, until the woman named Margaery looked back.

Is there anything else to ask for mercy?

I don't want to plead for myself. As I said earlier, we are to blame for what happened today.

When she said this, Margaery tightly held her daughter's hand.

But please allow me to say something, at least let the children go, they don't have the right to choose how to come into this world, they should not bear our sins, our sins should be paid by ourselves.

An Wo was silent for a while, and said in a very soft voice.

I don't count what I said, even if I let them go, it's hard to say what will happen when the next wave of people comes—

Melgio suddenly spoke.

You can let them hide in the cellar, you know that place... as long as they hide well, they won't be found.

An Wo froze, looking into the eyes of Melgio and the old nun, his originally resolute expression gradually wavered a bit.

He hesitated for a long time, and squeezed out a word.

...I don't care what happens.

The old nun stood up, looked at him and said softly.

I will hide them well. If there is any trouble, let me take care of it. Anyway, I don't have many days at my age...they still have a long way to go.

After struggling for a long time, he finally nodded.

Hurry up and act like I'm five minutes late.

Thanks.

Margaery looked at him and bowed sincerely.

But Anwo didn't look at her, just took out a cigarette case stained with blood, and shook out a cigarette.

Because of the tremor of his index finger, he broke three matches before lighting the cigarette.

The Willant people in the church were very aware of their situation, and stopped making meaningless begging for mercy. They said some farewell words and exhortations to their children, and then handed them over to the old nun of the church.

Mom... Ruby held her mother's hand unwilling to let go, and looked at her pleadingly.

Hey... Margaret knelt down and patted her head lightly, No matter what happens, don't make a sound, and wait quietly until Dad comes back... Promise Mom, okay?

Um……

Ruby let out a soft sob, and finally followed the old nun, who led her to the basement of the church.

Some children couldn't help crying, but under the watchful eyes of their parents, they finally held back the tears that filled their eyes.

They are Willanters.

Willant people don't shed tears.

At the moment of birth, their tears have been shed...

Time for a cigarette.

The children were all taken to the basement, including the old nun, and only the adults were left in the church hall.

Anwo threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, then looked at Margaery.

Have you thought about how to die?

Margaery glanced at the compatriots around her, then looked at him, and said calmly.

Use a gun. If you see blood and hear the sound, no one should come.

Anwo grinned.

It will still come, but maybe you won't look so carefully...Goddess Silver Moon, please forgive your believers for their helpless actions.

As he spoke, he pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet.

However, just when he was about to make a move, Isher, who had been silent all this time, stood in front of him, looking at him motionless.

Anwo frowned, staring sharply at the guy with the bandage on his forehead.

What you're doing is nothing more than adding another corpse. Don't think I can't do it.

Isher looked at him expressionlessly.

...I didn't think about it that way. There is nothing you can't do in this world, but after doing it.

An Wo said coldly.

You don't need to worry about that.

I don't need to worry about it? We are church members, how can I not worry about you.

Isher narrowed his eyes, and a hint of cunning suddenly appeared on that righteous face.

Those children know your name. If I were them, I would definitely not thank you for not killing me, but take revenge for killing my father.

The moment the words fell, there was a commotion among the people at the door of the church, and a faint sense of astonishment and panic appeared on their faces almost in unison.

Not even just them!

Even Melgio and Margaery cast surprised and terrified glances at Isher, not knowing why he said that.

Is this guy crazy? !

They managed to save the children!

Sure enough, Anwo's eyes narrowed like a hungry wolf.

Rubbing the trigger with his index finger, he said softly.

...Should I thank you for your reminder?

You don't need to thank me, because except for those children, everyone here knows who killed them. Including me in front of you, including Mr. Melgio.

Isher grinned, staring firmly into his eyes.

At this moment, he no longer looked like some ethereal Pole, but a cunning mouse.

And it was a mouse that dared to bark its teeth at a hungry wolf!

...I guess you must regret it now, and even want to kill me, other believers here, and even Mr. Melgio. But I tell you, it is useless, even if everyone here dies, the outside The same people will remember what happened here.

How many people can you kill? Can you kill your superior too? If you can't do it, he will ask for credit for you, and you can't refuse! The Willant will definitely come back, and then you will die It's settled, this blood debt will definitely be counted on your head!

Even don't talk about the Willant people, the alliance will not let you go... You guy, don't talk about going to hell after death, I understand you too well!

You don't believe in that at all, you just want to find an excuse for yourself, am I right? What else are you afraid of, so what about being retaliated by the Willant people? What are you afraid of?

Shut up! An Wo growled angrily, pointing the gun at his nose, Don't judge others by yourself, dirty rat! Even if I kill those children, it will be for the sake of the new empire. Get rid of the aftermath!

Isher looked at him with disdain, didn't even raise his hand, just smacked his tongue lightly.

... Tsk tsk, look, thousands of races and gods are not the beliefs of the Silver Moon Sect. The believers of the Silver Moon Goddess don't treat people like mice. A wolf in sheep's clothing, open your eyes wide, pious Everyone is standing here. As for you, you don't believe what you say in your bones!

So what? An Wo stared into his eyes, his body boiling with murderous intent.

So what? Isher stared at An Wo who was furious, and said every word, I can let you live! Or you have only one way to survive! That is to pretend to kill the people here. Everyone, but not a single one was killed.

This is impossible! Anwo lowered his voice and let out a low growl, The city defense army has surrendered, and now the entire Xifan Port is Janusz's people! Soon the suburbs... and even the entire Shizhou will become his The world! They can't escape at all!

Including you? Isher stared at him seriously, and continued, There is something I haven't figured out after thinking about it for a long time, maybe you can give me an answer, why was I sent to Silvermoon Church to do dirty work? The job happens to be a follower of the Silver Moon Sect?

Anwo said in a hoarse voice.

Because I'm familiar with the road here.

Isher sneered.

Do you believe this yourself?

... An Wo looked at him silently, he had vaguely found the answer in his heart, but he was unwilling to say it.

Isher looked into his eyes and spoke for him.

If it's not out of some bad taste or desperate madness, then there is only one possibility... Those who have already thought about retreating know that this is a dirty job, so it is relatively unworthy to choose one of the people around them. Trust the guy to do it.

You are a member of the Silver Moon Sect, and there is no one who is more suitable than you. This is your nomination certificate. If you do a good job, they can trust you for a while. But if something happens in the end, they will definitely Will hand you over instead of handing over yourself.

Anwo gritted his teeth.

... What evidence do you have?

Isher sneered, and took a step forward, staring intently at him and the slightly trembling rifle in his hand.

What evidence do you need? Is this a judge deciding the case! There are indeed lunatics in the rebel army, but are all of them lunatics? Someone told me earlier that there are speculators everywhere here, and they are smarter than anyone else! I It can be believed that one of Janusz and your immediate superior, Absek, is crazy, but I don't believe that they are all crazy!

You mean...someone gave them a retreat? Anwo looked at him in disbelief, swallowed hard and said, ...who?

Isher pouted.

Who knows? Maybe it's a legion, maybe an alliance, or even a company or an academy? It's nothing more than those big figures in the wasteland, you and I are their pawns. No, it should be said that you are... an incompetent guy like me Not so honored.

Let him analyze the behind-the-scenes manipulator, he is not capable of analysis.

He didn't know anything about legions and alliances, let alone corporations and colleges. He only came across these terms by chance while listening to Mr. Melgio read the newspaper.

Those people have their own plans for the future of the wasteland, and now that their spheres of influence are bordering each other, friction inevitably occurs.

Perhaps someone intends to turn Borneo into a battlefield.

He didn't know who that person was.

But he just simply didn't believe that in this land full of speculators, one or two of them were all lunatics.

How is this possible?

There is only one explanation.

Some people are playing crazy, or everyone is playing crazy.

It's just that they rely on different things, and I just don't understand what they rely on, so I feel that they are all crazy when I am kept in the dark.

The only guy who couldn't figure out the situation looked like a normal person instead.

There was silence in the church.

Anwo unconsciously lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand, and stared at the guy in front of him in disbelief.

At this moment, Margaery suddenly spoke.

You're right, this matter is indeed a bit strange...

Pairs of eyes looked at her in unison.

Including Isher, including the maid kneeling on the ground, including Melgio and the old nun, as well as other survivors of the Vilante people present.

In addition, An Wo, who is in charge of the life and death of everyone present, and the twenty soldiers who followed him.

They all want to know the answer.

Although it was a pity, she didn't know the answer, but she just vaguely felt a sense of unusual disobedience.

...What a coincidence.

What a coincidence? Anwo was no longer in a hurry to kill her, but urged her to continue talking with his eyes.

Margaery pondered for a moment, smoothed out her thoughts, and continued.

Governor Hu Ye returned to Triumph City, let's say he had a legitimate reason to go back, but what about the others? For example, General McCollen, he didn't have a family, and he didn't make any military exploits. Even if he returned to Triumph City, it would be nothing Are you ridiculed by others?

Birthday is not a holiday for the people of Willante to go to Triumph City. They just need to stay with their families. It's the same wherever they celebrate this festival. However, at this time, many people who had no reason to leave, But they all left suddenly for various reasons.”

The biggest officials remaining in the entire Xifan Port are probably the captain of the port guard and the secretary of Governor Huye.

It seems that all the Willanters left in the port are civilians?

It seems that there is no one who should be liquidated most!

This was the clue she suddenly remembered.

She still remembers that when the explosion just happened, she hurried home with Ruby.

At that time, she noticed that many mansions around were empty, and only a few of them seemed to be still inhabited.

The neighborhood where their house was located was considered a wealthy area in the port. At that time, her husband bought the house there just to live closer to big figures including the governor.

It wasn't just the Governor who turned out.

Many people who held important positions in the Governor's Palace have left.

Only they were left behind.

It's like a coincidence formed under some kind of tacit agreement.

Realizing this, she suddenly felt a chill crawling up her heart, as if being pinched and gulped down a sip of cold poisoned wine.

Even they have the consciousness of being a slave master, how could those people not know what consequences the decisions they made would lead to? !

They know everything!

But they did it anyway!

And do it without hesitation!

Whether it is deliberately weakening the security here, or leaving the deadly butcher knife in the port just right, it can be called decisive.

Obviously Hu Ye just went back to Triumph City, but he took all the guards with him.

Obviously the front line is when the ammunition is most needed, but the weapons are left in the port!

The city is full of angry survivors, but what have they done?

They picked the most vicious hyena out of the cage!

That Najib...

They are carefully selected!

Margaery's eyes gradually widened, and she suddenly subconsciously covered her pale lips, so as to hold back the churning in her stomach.

An Wo held his breath, almost losing his grip on the gun in his hand.

Looking at the lady in front of him, he said in a trembling voice.

You mean... our uprising... was instigated by others?!

How can this be!

It's not so much instigating, it's better to use...

Her expression gradually regained her composure, and Margaery gently brushed the hair stuck to her forehead with her index finger, trying to keep herself calm, and continued.

They don't have to do anything but put the fuel where it needs to be set on fire, hand the match to the madman who wants to set it on fire, do all the planning, time the fire, make all the preparations, and quietly Watch it burn.

The fire will definitely burn, but it won't break the bones, and then they will be able to get everything they want ... and we are all the price.

That moment.

She got it all.