"Oh, they are no match for Victoria's army at all."

"They should never have been our opponents! Look at the book you are reading. You admire the great achievements of the first generation of King Aslan, but have you ever thought about what made Aslan from a foreign country become Victoria? The king? If Aslan had not signed a truce treaty with Drak, and if King Drak Gale had not given in and accepted the decision of the royal family of the same family, Victoria today would not exist at all!"

"..."

"What qualifications do you have... to drag Victoria to the brink of civil war again just because of your own hatred and hostility?!"

"Scamandros, do you really believe what you are saying? Do you really think that the commander of a local garrison can easily decide the future direction of Victoria?"

"Could it be..."

"Have you ever wondered why... Londinium has no sound?"

Yes, why is there no sound in Londinium?

Even if Sakaz has occupied the city that is said to never fall, due to the pressure from the Dukes, they cannot replace the flag of Victoria with the Sakaz logo in a high-profile manner... Saka from Kazdaele Zi maintains a silent understanding with the Dukes outside.

Tracy will not, nor can he be too high-profile... Otherwise, once the Dukes of Victoria feel that the crowns in their hands are about to become unstable, then the Dukes' armies will not be in a stalemate outside Londinium, but will march together. Previous step.

But today's Kazdaele Military Council cannot bear the anger of the Dukes. Members of the Royal Court have not yet arrived, and the weapons developed by the Shard have not yet been completed.

Even now there are "only" armies of three dukes outside Londinium.But the Duke of Wellington, the most powerful and terrifying one, still remained silent.

Maybe some people think that Victoria's political turmoil will make the most powerful country on the earth vulnerable... But in fact, just the army of a duke is enough to cause trouble to Dayan and Ursus, and to Colombia. Troublesome, giving other countries a headache.

You know, Victoria's only borderland duke, the Duke of Windermere, has been at war with Letania for many years...and after the king had been executed, what does this mean?

This means that the Duke can fight against the country of Letania just by relying on his own power... even though Letania has lost the Witch King.But Leitania is still one of the more powerful countries in this land.

A duke can be at war with a country for many years without losing.

This is currently recognized as the strongest country on this land - Victoria.

So what happens when Sakaz actually sparks Victoria's wrath?

Victorians generally have a very high sense of pride in their country... and Londinium is their capital.

So today's Londinium is still in a strange balance, even though the control of that city has actually fallen into the hands of Sakaz from Kazdaele.

But outsiders still believe that Londinium is still the city that will never fall.

As for those "rumors" that say Londinium has been occupied by demons...how many people would believe it?

Victoria's flag still flies above Londinium.

……

"Okay... Your Highness, but time will prove to you who is your most loyal minister."

Capte was not surprised at all when he saw that Ravshini remained silent.

He did not [predict] the future promised by the other party. What's more, he also knew that no matter how he looked at it, it was very suspicious.

His attitude seemed too pretentious... and goodwill without foreshadowing often had ulterior motives.

it's fine.

The Draco in front of him didn't even feel as good as Tallulah to Black Snake... Oh, no, he was still more valuable than Tallulah.

Although according to some scientific research institutions, races with outstanding physiques can alleviate the erosion of mineral disease to a certain extent by taking good care of themselves, such as regular diet and rest, and maintaining a good mood... But apart from the canaries being raised, in this area Who on earth can still live without worries as an infected person?

Because the opponent does not suffer from ore disease, if Black Snake acquires this body, its useful life will be much longer than that of Tallulah... Then Black Snake can slowly cultivate other qualities.

……

Of course, because Capt only recently discovered that there are actually two leaders of the deep pool, Black Snake has no intention of seizing the body at all. He is not ready yet... There is no way, the Origin Stone skill of this body—— [Subjective prediction] is far from omniscient, and the fragments he observed are nothing more than a conjecture.

Even though this conjecture is almost exactly the same as the future trajectory, the essence is still conjecture... which can be understood as a reasonable speculation about the future.

It's just a very scary guess in terms of accuracy and calculation amount... Because Black Snake doesn't even need to think on his own, this Originium technology will come up with the answer just like a computer with a fixed formula.

But again, no matter how correct this formula is, if there are errors in some of the conditions initially added, there will also be errors in the results.

This is why Black Snake calls this Origin Stone skill ["subjective" prediction]

……

Just when Ravxini was secretly glad to finally get rid of this annoying guy, she saw Mandela looking coldly at her from a distance.

Although Mandela usually doesn't have a very good attitude towards herself... there's nothing she can do about it, after all, she's just her sister's shadow.

Still a disappointing shadow.

It's not that the leaders of Shenchi didn't respect her from the beginning. After all, she was also the leader's sister...and a Draco.

But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment... When the cadres of Shenchi recognized the weak nature of Ravshini in their eyes, and when they discovered that this Drak was not as ambitious as her sister, this shadow... It had made them involuntarily express contempt for her from the bottom of their hearts.

Although not all cadres were as openly disgusted as Mandela.

……

'When was she here? '

Ravxini looked at Kept in front of her, who had returned from a heartbroken look to a playful smile, and then turned her attention to Mandela, who was standing in the distance, the staff in his hand shining with light, and his face gloomy.

And I don’t know if it was Ravshini’s illusion, but I felt that Mandela looked at her with even more disgust.

……

"Mandra... Mr. Yu, I am Shenchi's most popular partner at the moment; Mr. Yu, you and I were childhood sweethearts who once had a close relationship. How could you do this to me~"

Capt stood still, and the sudden protrusions of stone thorns on the ground had formed a circle around the soles of his feet.

If he had just moved, the stone thorns would have penetrated his limbs.

"Kept... there is a limit to the endurance of Deep Pool."

Mandela said coldly.

In fact, when Capt slipped away and did not attend the meeting of cadres, she also left right behind him.

Of course, she was different from Capt, who just ran away without any reason...her reason was very good.

Keeping an eye on the unstable element of Capt is a good reason.

She originally wanted to catch up with Capt, but who knew that when she just saw Capt's figure, she saw Capt kneeling on one knee, clenching his right hand and beating his chest, with a look that even an opera singer would be ashamed of. Trying to abduct Ravshini with an exaggerated expression... Mandela has watched the opera.

Because when Capt first got along with her, he always used operatic language and performed exaggeratedly like a delirious lunatic... Although she was young at the time and could not understand what opera meant.

So later on, she took the initiative to go to the opera house to see with her own eyes what opera was.

But the result left her disappointed.

Mandela really thinks this kind of art is boring... What's the point of a group of people moaning on stage?

Mandela could not understand this art.

……

"..."

Ravshini looked at the two people confronting each other in front of her and planned to sneak away first.

Although these two people seemed to be at war with each other, in fact, in Ravshini's eyes, it looked more like...a young couple quarreling?

wrong!Ravshini shook her head to disperse the inexplicable thoughts in her mind.

But one thing she was sure of was that Capt was indeed special to Mandela.

You know, when faced with such wavering 'comrades', Mandela would directly pierce their hearts with a stone pillar.

To Mandela, traitors and traitors are more hateful than enemies.

And Capt... Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has no interest in Shenchi's slogan.

He just had other plans.

But what is his purpose?

never possible...

Ravshini withdrew her gaze from Mandela and left quietly.

……

"Okay, okay, I admit that I went too far this time. But to be honest, your attitude towards her is not like towards a leader at all, but more like a substitute for a person... And you Still dissatisfied with it.”

Capt got out through the gap between the stone thorns and dusted himself off.

Mandela waved his staff unhappily and returned the protruding stone thorn to its original position.

I don't know how many times she has warned the other party...the other party can always grasp the bottom line of her patience and then jump repeatedly.

Mandela wondered several times whether the other party had seen a future in which she would not really take action against him, so he acted so boldly.

……

"Kept! Can't you just listen to me?! I don't even expect you to play a role in liberating Tara... but can you at least not cause trouble?"

After seeing Ravshini leave, Mandela sighed heavily.

"I don't think I'm causing trouble, I just want to make a joke with the 'leader' to ease the 'leader's' mood... But I didn't expect that the 'leader' in Shenchi would be so soft-hearted that he would need help from his subordinates to deal with the traitors. .”

Capt chose a relatively clean place among the ruins and sat down. At the same time, he patted the side and motioned for Mandra to sit with him.

Just like when they were kids.

Mandela hesitated for a moment, but then waved her staff, causing a stone bench to rise next to Capt, and then she sat on it.

She took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Now that you know it, I won't act... In fact, the leader you saw is fake."

"What?! The leader is fake!"

"..."

Mandela really wanted to hit Kept on the head with his staff, who was grinning exaggeratedly but still squinting his eyes...but in the end he didn't do it.

Because it will definitely be avoided by the other party.

"Hmph, stop pretending, Capt. If you hadn't seen through the other person's true identity, how dare you say that... When did you start to doubt that guy?"

"I noticed it from the beginning... A team led entirely by puppets would not be able to rise so quickly under the surveillance of Londinium."

"Tsk... I knew that guy would reveal his flaws. After all, a fake is still a fake no matter how disguised it is."

"But I have to admit that this is a clever move... She is the shadow that was pushed to the stage. Does this mean that the person who pulled the string has exactly the same bloodline as her?"

"Just keep your own speculations to yourself, and don't try to get any information from me... My colleagues will not be as merciful to you as I am."

"Then I really appreciate your tolerance... But I didn't expect that the once kind-hearted little girl is now able to regard human life as a means to win, and can even deal with her own compatriots mercilessly~"

After listening to Capt's words, Mandela couldn't help but feel in a trance.

Yes, when did it start?

How did she become what she is now?

Is it the psychological trauma caused by the neighbor who made trouble in childhood, or the violence of those aristocratic children against Tara's children...or the fire in Oak Forest County?

It doesn't matter anymore.

At this time, Mandela firmly believed that he was on the right path.

"The moment that traitor named Saoirse chose to stand in the way, she was no longer a compatriot of mine."

Chapter 286 Capt: Let me go for Reed Cao, and my heart is filled with fire

"It's strange. Do you still remember the name of a traitor? Did her last words touch you? For example, protect your family, protect your friends... However, in a sense, she was right, but she failed."

"..."

"The fighting between the soldiers and the illegal active Originium weapons in the artillery camp... Do you think her parents and friends can survive this incident?"

"...I don't know. But the traitor must die."

"Yes, after all, the people will not follow a cowardly team. Tolerating traitors will undoubtedly make the soldiers who follow them dissatisfied... And who would know that behind this drama that seems to be a national awakening, it is actually just two Dukes of Victoria. What about the confrontation?"

"..."

"Shenchi has long known that Colonel Hamilton has stored a large amount of illegal Originium products and has the ability to plunge the entire city into severe Originium dust pollution. Most of our poor compatriots will soon be reduced to ashes in the gunfire... Mandela, Have you become the person you hated most in the past - a 'noble' who stands high and uses human lives as pawns?"

"...You, a capitalist with blood-stained hands, actually have the nerve to demand moral perfection in the face of war? You know how much bloody wealth your group has grown to today's scale and earned."

"Haha, of course I know...but how many desperate people does my factory serve as a safe haven?"

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