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Chapter 298 Monarch (please support!)
"Except for this general, everyone else, go out and take your soldiers away!"

Ian walked into the command room and began to command these people with high military ranks and positions as a superior.

Facing the enemy, these officers should have fought to the end, but the guns and even daggers in their hands turned into metal powder, so they could only stand there with their eyes wide open, at a loss.

They looked at Ian and then at their general. Although they didn't speak, they were all waiting for orders.

"Sir, do as Mr. Ian says and take our soldiers home!"

The general, who was protected by everyone at the back, did not panic. He calmly issued the order for his subordinates to leave.

Ian let the officers go without doing anything to them.

And these proud officers walked up to Ian and lowered their heads unconsciously, not daring to look into this man's eyes.

"I don't know your name yet!"

After all the irrelevant people were gone, Ian pulled a chair over and sat in front of the general, who was only wearing camouflage uniforms.

"Patrick!"

The general also naturally pulled the chair and faced Ian directly without any flinching: "General Patrick Remus! Nice to meet you, Mr. Ian. You are now the most famous person in human society. It's great to meet you." It’s not a simple matter.”

"It's easy to see me. You just need to make an appointment at the Hall of Justice. I'm not a big star, so it's easy to see me."

As Ian spoke, his ears moved and he heard the sound of troops mobilizing outside.

"Who sent you here to set a trap for me?"

After the greeting session ended, Ian got straight to the point. He stared at the general and asked in a deep voice: "General Patrick, everyone knows very well that although the old men sitting in the White House are all a bunch of bastards. But they don't So stupid that he mobilized troops on the mainland without any evidence."

"What can I say?"

General Patrick had an awkward smile on his face, shrugged his shoulders, and said innocently: "I'm just a loyal ordinary soldier. If there are orders from above, I will carry them out. As for what twists and turns there are, I don't care. .”

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Ian was still sitting on the chair, but he took out the golden rope, put it in front of him, and said: "If you don't know, let me introduce it to you. This is the mantra lasso. As long as you are caught by this rope, Put it on and no matter what I ask, you will tell the truth."

"but."

He smiled and emphasized: "We have had a pretty good conversation so far. So I hope that we don't have to use this rope and that everyone can speak clearly and calmly."

Patrick seemed to be stung by the golden light. He leaned back and said, "The Lasso of Truth, isn't this something that belongs to Wonder Woman? Why is it in your hands?"

The look in Ian's eyes suddenly became suspicious, and he said, "It seems that you have a deep understanding of the members of the Justice League!"

"I will not fight an unprepared battle!"

General Patrick coughed twice and sat up straight.

He no longer avoided Ian's gaze, touched the beard on his chin and said, "Since you have such a rope in your hand, it doesn't matter how I persist."

"The person who sent us is the 'Monarch'!"

Ian didn't react and just made a gesture to let him continue.

Patrick looked at his calmness and couldn't help but ask: "In this land of the United States, wouldn't you be surprised to hear the word 'monarch'?"

"I'm not interested in talking to you about the political system here."

Ian waved his hand, brought the topic back and said, "Continue, what is this monarch?"

Patrick looked at Ian's determination and could only continue helplessly: "The Monarch is a family. It is said that this family existed before the establishment of the United States. They used their own power to create the United States, and then hid behind the scenes to let People come to take control of the country.”

"Old lizard man argument!"

Ian felt a burst of disdain, not to mention whether the entire family had actually done these things.

Even if they did, so what?The most indispensable thing in this world is all kinds of cows, ghosts and snake gods. What does a monarchy family mean?
"Have you ever been lucky enough to meet this gentleman?"

Ian asked: "I want to see him in person and solve this problem quickly. I have a lot of troubles now, so I don't need more enemies."

Patrick trembled as he heard the cold words in his ears, and then said: "I do know a villa owned by the monarch family, but I don't think they will still stay in that place now."

"It's not important, tell me your address!"

Ian didn't want to listen to his advice.

General Patrick said nothing and had no chance to say anything. He could only tell everything he knew.

After Ian got this information, he let him leave the room.

But when Patrick left, he immediately contacted the Hall of Justice and said to them: "Help me check the identity of a general named Patrick Remus."

"What's the point? There's no point. I need all of his resume, the more detailed the better."

It is not easy for others to get all the information about a general.

But to the members of the Justice League, this is nothing, if the subject of the investigation is okay.

Potomac, Vermilion County, Illinois!

This state and county known as the "Inland Empire" or "Prairie State" is located in the Midwest of the United States, with vast plains and forests. It was once an outpost of the expansion of North American colonists.

Of course, today, this state has become unknown because it has failed to develop industry and can only develop some service industries and tourism.

When Ian flew to Potomac, he saw the mansion that Patrick mentioned at a glance.

The ancient building showing the British classical style covers an area even larger than the palace.Ian looked from the sky and saw that the yard was filled with precious plants transplanted from all over the world. The white marble building walls reflected golden light because they were inlaid with gold lines.

"It's so outrageous!"

Ian looked at the extremely luxurious building beneath him and felt a chill in his body.

From this building, he did not feel the heroic spirit of a monarch. Instead, he felt a sense of vulgarity like a nouveau riche.

As for the American flag floating in the yard, Ian was even more helpless to complain.

"I should have known a long time ago that the so-called mystery is just an illusion created by lies. As long as you see it with your own eyes, the so-called absurd illusion will collapse in an instant."

Ian complained in his mind about this family that had already walked into the garbage dump of history, and then slowly fell down, stepping on this courtyard worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Welcome, distinguished guest, the master is waiting for you!" As soon as Ian landed, a butler in a tuxedo came forward and bowed to him.

Looking at the old butler, Ian thought of Alfred, but there were too many differences between the two. The old butler in front of him was like a wooden puppet, lifeless.

Behind the butler, there was also a row of maids and servants waiting, holding various utensils in their hands, seemingly to serve Ian.

"Save it, I want to see your master now!"

Ian ignored the butler in front of him. He had nothing to say to a group of puppets, and he would not accept their costumes.

A look of shock appeared on the steward's dull face. He seemed to think this was something unacceptable and opened his mouth to say something. The same was true for the servants behind him.

Ian looked at these people who were so suppressed that they had forgotten who they were. He sighed in his heart and became even tougher in his actions.

"To shut up!"

He let out a roar and shook his right foot to the ground. The power of the earth spirit spread and the whole manor began to tremble.

"No, no, no... Distinguished guest, we will take you to see the owner right away!"

The housekeeper waved his hands in panic, trying to catch Ian and stop him from moving, but as the earth shook, he couldn't even keep his body steady and fell to the ground with a plop.

Ian withdrew the power of the earth spirit that spread, and looked at the housekeeper in tears. He couldn't tell whether he was angry or funny.

Seeing these people in front of me cry bitterly to protect things that do not belong to them and those who oppress them, even if they give their own lives.

Ian really felt that these people were finished and had become tools for others and could no longer be called a human being.

"Hurry up, don't waste time!"

Ian urged the butler in a stiff tone, asking him to lead the way.

Originally, the housekeeper wanted to arrange for servants to clean up the messy courtyard, but under Ian's insistence, he had to put down these things.

The two of them walked into the palace-like room one after the other and walked in through the corridor. The floor-to-ceiling windows with carved glass were illuminated by the sun, and various unique shadows fell on the walls, forming strange murals.

Ian's eyes roamed over these shadow murals, looking at the shadows depicting duels, assassinations, and wars, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

He stared at one of the paintings and said sarcastically: "I really pity Lincoln. After all, a man who can leave his name in history, why do all the secret organizations want him dead?"

"That's because Abraham Lincoln was a stubborn man. The Civil War gave him the unrealistic illusion that he could fight us alone."

An old voice came from the end of the corridor.

The old housekeeper who led the way lowered his head to the voice and bent his waist with an extremely humble expression.

Ian looked up, and an old man with a crown, a red cloak, and a golden scepter came over.

The crown on his head is entirely made of gold and inlaid with various pure-color gemstones. It reflects strange light in the sunlight, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

The red cloak worn by the old man has patterns embroidered with golden threads on the edges, and a cross made of gemstones and various patterns are decorated in the middle.

Compared to these two things, the golden scepter in his hand was much inferior, but it was still thousands of times more expensive than the clothes on Ian's body.

"What's your name?"

There were no gorgeous decorations on Ian's body, but his silent aura overwhelmed the old man.

"Call me Lord. Ever since I accepted this position when I was young, I haven't had my own name."

The richly dressed old man was not angry because of Ian's anger. He knew very well that only power is a real thing in this world.

The man in front of him has strength far beyond that of ordinary people, so he can endure everything the other party does.

But Ian would not tolerate this old man who was hiding behind the scenes and calculating people. He said coldly: "Now is the time to solve the problem between us. Keep your people away from the Justice League. I don't care about you and the people in the White House." Why are these old guys fighting? Stay away from us."

The monarch directly confessed the bottom line to Ian, which was a bit surprising.More importantly, he didn't believe that this was what Ian was really thinking.

He turned his body with difficulty, facing the shadow of the Civil War, and said: "During the Age of Discovery, my ancestors came to this continent and found artifacts from a group of stupid women.

From that day on, our family knew that the secret to controlling the world was to 'make people think they are free'. "

Having said this, he turned around, looked at Ian and said: "I don't know what you people with power are thinking about? Do you really think that those who only run around for three meals all day long, What contribution will it make to the world?"

Ian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I am not negotiating with you. If you are unwilling to accept this condition, then start a war."

"I have a lot of troubles to face now, and I'm not in the mood to get entangled with an old timer like you on such boring things."

This bastard in front of me wants to use lies to control the entire United States. What does it have to do with him?
The United States does not belong to him or the Justice League. When this old bastard's affairs were exposed, the politicians in the White House were the first to be anxious.

The tentacles of the monarch family interfere with their power and have nothing to do with Ian.

He said to the monarch: "I don't care what you do to the United States? As long as you stay away from the Justice League and its allies, I don't care what you do?"

"You are really realistic!"

The monarch was not being sarcastic, but praising: "Frankly speaking, I thought you would cling to the so-called principles and hold on tightly."

"You talk too much nonsense. Have you not chatted with people of the same level for so long that you don't know what it's like to speak normally?"

Ian's poisonous tongue is still sharp.

The monarch shook his head and said: "I accept this truce agreement. But I want to declare that the recent events related to the Amazons have nothing to do with me."

Ian turned his head and stared at him suspiciously.

"Don't look at me with that look." The monarch quickly clarified: "I did say the same thing in the United States, but those Amazons came out of the corner. Who else can come into contact with them except you, the Justice League?

Of course I have prepared a plan to deal with you, but this matter has nothing to do with me. "

Ian lowered his eyes, quickly recalled the whole thing, and then asked: "Do you know General Patrick Remus?"

The monarch lowered his head and thought for a long time. Finally, the housekeeper went to check and remembered this person: "I have only met him once or twice. This ambush was prepared by my army. But I don't know him." learn."

"I understand!"

Ian nodded suddenly, realizing that he was still being fooled.

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