Oracle of Terra

"Don't believe me, it's only a month anyway. If you are interested, you can stay and see. Anyway, the holiday is still long. After the rebellion that the father and son want to plot is resolved, I will start to solve the situation of Bolivar."

"Mr. Telles, are you really okay?"

"Little Amiya, don't look at me with the expression that I have a problem with my brain. I'm telling the truth. Solving this matter is not troublesome. At least it's much easier than facing three or four knights of the round table. gone."

"Knights?"

Lucifer felt as if he had heard this word somewhere.

And at this moment, the door was pushed open.

Heavy footsteps entered the living room from the door.

"Huh? Are there any guests?"

The burly old man looked at the four people sitting in the room, listening to the busy sounds in the kitchen, and afterward, old Pancho also noticed a familiar face.

"Lieutenant Dupin."

"Long time no see, Colonel Pancho."

"Indeed, long time no see, I heard you left Bolivar after that."

"Yes, I am currently working as an instructor in a pharmaceutical company, and this is Miss Amiya, the CEO of Rhodes Island."

"This little girl?"

Old Pan Qiao looked at the petite Amiya in surprise, and carefully sized her up.

"Not bad, especially the eyes, it seems that you have gone to a good place."

"That, Mr. Pancho."

"What's the matter? Is Ernesto's reception a little neglectful?"

"No, no, actually... Miss Dupin and I are trying to persuade you."

"Persuade me?"

Old Pancho narrowed his eyes, as if realizing something, he looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Let's talk about it after the dinner table is full."

"it is good."

Amiya, who understood that the old man was willing to chat, nodded, but the tall and strong figure made people feel pressured, while Telles bit the tea table he got from the coffee table with an indifferent expression. fruit.

"This melon is so sweet."

--10 minutes later

Looking at the steaming food on the table, Telles and the others broke off the chopsticks and prepared to enjoy them.

"Rough tea and light rice, eat whatever you want."

Old Pan Qiao looked at his son, and the latter also glanced at his father with a calm expression. They seemed to understand something.

The old man also realized that his son didn't reveal anything. As for Rafiella, I'm afraid the child wouldn't reveal anything even if he was tortured harshly.

"Are you here to make trouble?"

Halfway through the meal, old Pancho's rice bowl had been cleaned up, and Telles was already filling his third supper. The young Argo narrowed his red eyes and looked at the majestic old man.

"Mr. Pancho capped us as soon as he came up."

"You are Candela's guest, Mr. Lin."

"I'm just a follower, Mr. Pancho, um, a fake follower, in fact I'm neither from Rhode Island nor from Longmen."

"So, what is your intention?"

"Fix the mess in Bolivar and help you drive out the Colombians and Letanias."

Telles's smiling expression made Pancho frown. He has seen many people with the same expression. What they have in common is cunning and changeable, intending to trip you up in many places.

"What's your purpose?"

"Well, let me introduce myself, my name is Lin Xinian, you can also call me Telles Lin, I am a workshop owner from Sochi, an infected city from Ursas, and also the Duke of Sochi The staff around Miss Tallulah Yatrias are in charge of making plans."

"I've heard about this lady. She is very powerful. She captured Sochi occupied by the Letanians, so she was appreciated by the emperor and became a duke. Here came a bloody reform."

"Yes, it's her."

Telles didn't say much, but he could feel that old Pancho's eyes became sharper.

"I'm not going to let the Letanians and the Colombians continue to encroach on this land, but I'm also not going to let the Ursas do the same."

"You haven't kicked out the coalition government and the puppet dynasty, Mr. Pancho."

- click

The wooden fork was pinched and shattered, and old Pancho's gaze was like a torch, as if he wanted to burn Telles to nothingness.

"I'm telling the truth, even if you destroy Dosores, the city that you think is torturing the Bolivars, you can't drive those people out. You are just joining forces with rich businessmen and nobles. , extract some benefits, let you have a stronger armed force, and repeat your previous failures."

"Does it mean that I want the Ursas to join this war! Make Bolivar more chaotic!?"

"No, no, Mr. Pancho, I never said that I would let the Ursas government intervene in Bolivar. I just introduced myself and let you get to know me. It is not the Ursas government that will help you, but the Ursas government. me."

"you alone?"

Old Pancho thought the man was joking.

"Yes, just me, there may be three more excellent ladies, but generally it won't have any special impact."

"You underestimate the Coalition Government and the Sinsgar Dynasty."

"Then why do you occupy Dosores? It's useless to occupy it. You might as well listen to my thoughts."

"I'm not going to listen to an outsider, if you're going to get in my way at the Grand Prix, I'm going to crush you."

"It's quite exclusive."

Telles scratched his head, this kind of stubborn old man is indeed difficult to deal with.

"That's all right, Mr. Pancho, I'll make a bet with you for this grand prix."

"........."

Seeing that Pancho didn't refuse, Telles continued with a smile.

"I will lead my team to completely defeat your plan. If it succeeds, then you have to listen to my plan and my sincerity. If I fail to defeat your plan, then treat me as a fart. I don't care about Lival's mess, so how about leaving Dosores and returning to my Ursus to be happy?"

"Your words don't make any sense. The struggle itself needs time. If the Ursas government is not allowed to intervene, to what extent can you achieve with your own strength? Strategy and tactics will only be defeated in the face of material and material That's all."

"It seems that you have a deep understanding."

"........."

Telles' words made old Pancho's eyes sink, but Telles clapped his hands.

"Then that's fine, there is no basis for words. If you lose the matter of Dosores, Mr. Pancho, give me 2 months, 2 months, and you can listen to my assignment. If you think it's wrong, you can't do it." Listen, but if you listen to all my arrangements within two months, then I can return you a Bolivar belonging to the Bolivars in two months, and let the Colombians and Letanians get out of this place temporarily A piece of land, as for whether you want Ursas or other help in the future, it depends on the situation after I succeed. It only takes two months. For you, it is not a long time, not a year, not ten years, just In two months, I can help you change the current situation, are you willing to bet?"

The white-haired young man with a smile on his face, like a devil from hell, made Old Pancho relax his cold eyes.

- two months

There will be no delay for two months, and the young man said that the conditions are very generous. He didn't ask him to obey any order, but only asked him to obey the arrangement. If there is something wrong during the period, he can immediately pull it out. It seems that it is very lenient.

"What are you going to do with the Colombians and Letanias in two months?"

"Let's save this until the end of our bet. Do you want to bet?"

"Okay, I'll take a gamble."

Old Pancho paid special attention to the matter of Ursus. If this man is really so amazing, then it is nothing if he bet on a stranger. It is only two months, not a year. It's not ten years, he can afford to wait, it's only two months, but even so, he doesn't intend to stop Dosores' plan, it doesn't matter if he occupies Dosores and listens to his way.

289. The Covenant on the Seashore (two chapters in one)

——The residual temperature is still there

Ernesto looked at his father as he cleaned up the dishes on the table.

"Father, are you really going to..."

"Planning to cooperate with that man named Lin?"

"You don't intend to?"

The blond young man nodded. He could see that his father seemed a little tired. He had been overworked for the preparations for the next few days. Although he would definitely take a good rest the day before the start, Ernesto It has been a long time since I saw my father so tired.

"No, Ernesto, I don't have many choices. It's the same for wanting to occupy Dosores now. I have no choice. The man just now is much better than those greedy businessmen. It's just as annoying though."

At least he did tell the time. Although the credibility of the words is extremely low, he doesn't think that a desperate veteran like himself has anything worthy of his calculations. The young people who follow them are not too With a lot of experience, there are not a few veterans who survived that battle. Pancho's team is only composed of those who gathered in Dosores. It is not an army, at least Most of them are combat troops at the level of the police regiment.

"The Ursus..."

To be honest, Pancho doesn’t dislike the Ursus people. The young people from Ursas he knows are all forthright and upright. Sass can be regarded as the most straightforward type. These natural fighting peoples never evade the battle itself, but go forward bravely and never retreat. However, he is unwilling to change the Ursas government to colonize Bolivar , because he likes the spirit of the boys of Ursus, not the country itself.

"Ernesto, how do you think we can get rid of those Colombians and Letanians within two months?"

"Father, you also know that it is almost impossible. We who have fought against them know best that unless meteorites fall from the sky and smash their troops and bases directly, otherwise we want to drive these two behemoths out Bolivar, it's like a fool's dream."

"Indeed, it's a fool's dream."

Pan Qiao didn't continue talking with his son. He understood that he could only put all his eggs in one basket. As for the fairy tales told by the young man named Lin, it's better to wait until he loses to hear what he said. .

He can only go to death now, defeat Candela, take Dosores, and then use this sinful city as a base to march towards Bolivar, let those damn Colombians and Letania People taste Bolivar's wrath!

"I still don't know of any way you can get those Colombians and Letanians off the land in two months."

On the way home, in the front is Dupin, who is full of thoughts, and always glances at the two men behind him, and Amiya, who is recalling the conversation just now, while in the back are the puzzled Lucifer and the relaxed Telles.

"How about giving their city a meteorite and forcing them to get out of Bolivar?"

"I just hope you're not joking."

"Well, I don't have that kind of spare capacity now, and if it really hits, the mass death of innocent people will indeed trigger some special secondary reactions."

Telles really doesn't intend to use meteorites to attack such a destructive method of warfare. The current era is no better than before. At that time, throwing a meteorite would not be surprising or terrifying to everyone, but would be taken for granted as the power of the gods. Fear, but that's a matter of course, but the current era is like before, after he threatened the Casimirs himself, he was almost on the blacklist of most countries, causing him to change his life, but now. ..Mass killing itself has no meaningful results, it will only attract hatred and pain. The people of the land itself want to avoid natural disasters by moving the city, and use the renewable land resources of the city to go too far. If he directly destroys it with meteorites, then All it took was for Bolivar to start driving in reverse.

"................"

Lucifer on the side couldn't help but feel ashamed. He knew that Telles knew some extraordinary spells. After he forced the Kasimirs back, the task force also collected some information and announcements, but regarding this, including Tallulah Inside, the old people in Xueyuan didn't seem too surprised, especially the old Wendigo took it for granted, but Lucifer himself didn't think it was so strange at the time, but had a very natural feeling. Now It's a little weird to think about it, but he knows that Telles will probably not destroy the city, but if it is an army on the plain, he may lose it if he says it will.

There may still be some weird reasons for letting the Casimirs go because he is a fan of Operator Linguang, but in most cases, he is not as happy as he looks.

The sense of 'scary' he sometimes makes people feel is not fake.

"Don't look at me like that. After all, mass killing is stupid in itself, even if I said before that I can recover my strength through some energy absorption, Lucifer, I'm a pacifist, you have to believe that I can use relatively perfect way to solve the Bolivar problem.”

"Is it relatively satisfactory?"

"Naturally, it is relatively satisfactory. After all, bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable. This is what happens in the process of resistance. Although there were no dead people when Sochi was liberated, those people were stupid, but now... The Bolivarians who sacrificed have nothing to do with me, and it is their original wish to sacrifice their lives for the country. I will become a good person to help Bolivar liberate. Everyone will be happy, why not do it? "

Lucifer always had the illusion that he was advocating himself to help him.

But the Sochi task force officer didn't intend to continue chatting with his friend. He felt that if he continued to chat, he would only step into this guy's rhythm.

"Well, I thought you would say more, but it's really boring."

Shaking his head, Telles, Lucifer and others strolled in the night under the darkness of Dosores, who was still colorful, and remained silent for a long time.

——A few days later, the sixth day of the Dosores Grand Prix audition

"hateful!"

"Wuhu! Take off!"

Big Bob used the big rubber stick in his hand to knock out a bunch of contestants in front of him, while Jijing on the side was avoiding the enemy's charge while observing the surrounding terrain and using props to start making some small moves.

"You bird man! Don't jump up and down!"

"I'm not stupid! I let you beat me for nothing!"

Kicking away the enemies who were about to climb up the roof, Jijing took a good view and looked around, and began to urge his partners to act quickly.

"Hey! Don't touch the fish, you bastard! Hurry up and work!"

"..."

Reluctantly, he glanced at his two teammates who were in high spirits. The brown-skinned Agor young man swung his scimitar between the enemies. His precise movements reminded Skadi, who was watching the battle on the big screen, of the big Judge.

"They played pretty well."