I Have Too Many Wings

It can be said that no matter what angle you look from, the appearance and body shape are approaching perfection, and it looks fascinating and pleasing to the eye.

Chelsea would occasionally have a nympho at him.

Therefore, his move attracted everyone's attention.

However, because of the mental pressure coming from him, everyone dared not look him in the eyes.

Rorschach stood on the top of the steps, and his eyes were rolling towards the three people below:

"You need my proof, don't you?"

"If...if you can actually kill Ornest,"

Chi Tong suddenly faced great pressure, walked in front of Nadetta, looked at Rorschach and said:

"I am willing to return to the empire and help you do things."

"Chi Tong! Come back first."

Najeta shouted, as if to remind her to pay attention to her identity as a revolutionary army.

"Boss, the purpose of my joining the Revolutionary Army is to make the lives of the people of the Empire better."

Chi Tong did not step back, but said firmly:

"If God can do this easily, why should I reject God?"

"Oh? Xiao Chitong is really righteous, yes, yes, I chose the most correct path."

Chelsea, who was standing beside the jade seat, suddenly went down the steps and came to Chitong, put her hand on her shoulder, and said with a smile:

"That's right. Joining our side is much more reliable than any revolutionary army."

"Um...let me go."

Chi Tong was not used to it and pushed Chelsea away.

"Haha, are you shy? It's so cute."

Chelsea grinned and said without restraint:

"Luo... my lord is very strong, destroying the minister is just a matter of waving your hand.

Moreover, there are many people in the revolutionary army who want to be emperors. Even if the empire is overthrown, there will be civil strife sooner or later. Xiao Chitong, don't think too much of the revolutionary army. "

"Chelsea, you..."

Nadetta wanted to stop Chelsea from talking nonsense.

But she suddenly thought of the other party's current identity, and quickly shut up.

The other party is a saint of a sect, but she is no longer her subordinate.

"Nadetta, I'm not talking nonsense."

Chelsea shrugged and said indifferently:

"In order to win the empire, the revolutionary army has cooperated with the alien race. Do you still expect the high-level group of people to stand up in the name of justice? What did the alien race do to the border of the empire, I don't need to say it?"

Nadetta frowned slightly.

Although I don't want to admit it, but...cooperating with the alien race is really the best thing to do.

She herself was against this decision, but her influence in the revolutionary army was not very large and could not prevent the leader's decision.

"Chelsea."

At this moment, Rorschach called out to Chelsea.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my lord, for interrupting you."

Chelsea respectfully returned to standing behind Rorschach.

Rorschach put his hands behind his back, and turned his eyes to the three of Najeta again.

The three suddenly felt the pressure.

"Don't believe me, you need my proof, right?"

The corners of Rorschach's elegant lips curved upward, and his smile was a little cold, not to mention mocking or disdain:

"Also, I'm in high spirits now, and I don't mind a little rudeness."

He raised one hand and aimed at the air in front of him:

"I need you to wait for the night attack and cooperate with my followers to clear up the corruption of the empire. I don't want to say this a second time, so let's gather and listen together."

Hearing this, Najeta looked at Rorschach's movements and had an absurd thought in her heart.

Wouldn't he be... trying to move the rest of the Night Raid members over?

Just like moving the three of them?

Just as Nadetta was guessing, Rorschach raised his hand and grabbed it forward.

Immediately, the air swirled and the space began to distort.

A golden power spread out in the void, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the distant scenes like a mirage.