Chen Huijie, I am not a good person anymore!

Chapter 81 The Absurd Truth

In the early morning at the Deep Pool stronghold, Roya neither went to Abrana's place nor looked for Kal'tsit, but just made a phone call.

"Is that so? Then you decide. Don't let me teach you what to do."

"Okay, Secretary. I'll do it right away!"

After hanging up the call with the Earl of Oak Forest County, Luo Ya rubbed his temple. Just because he picked up a girl last night, Abrana almost roasted him.

But after investigating what happened last night, Luo Ya felt that his brain was protesting against working overtime.

"How could such a thing happen? It's really troublesome."

He took out the painkillers and swallowed them directly. Whether it worked or not, it was at least a psychological comfort. Now even if he didn't overuse his ability, Roya couldn't suppress his headache. Just as Kal'tsit said, his strength grew with time but his body couldn't become a container for it. Roya estimated that he had never really used all of this strength.

Sometimes he really wanted to figure out what was happening to him, but the little time left never gave him room to think.

I arrived at the ward and pushed the door open. The little girl I rescued yesterday had woken up and sat up. Judging from the tear marks on her face, she had cried and it wasn't a nightmare until last night. She didn't eat her breakfast because it got cold.

"Are you awake? The wound on your leg needs to be healed, but our doctor said it won't leave scars or any sequelae."

Hearing Roya's voice, Mandela finally came back to her senses from her daze. She wanted to get out of bed to thank Roya, but the pain in her legs made it inconvenient for her to do so.

"I'm so sorry Lord Roya, you saved my life and I can't even thank you."

Mandela spoke cautiously, as if she was worried that Roya would be angry. She already knew where this place was and Roya's identity from the person who delivered the food, but Roya saw the seeds of hatred in her almost dead eyes.

“All the soldiers who participated in the arson last night will be publicly sentenced and executed tomorrow. The Oak Forest County government will compensate and subsidize you. Of course, I know that no matter how much compensation is given, it is impossible to bring people back to life, but there is one thing I think you need to know.

"More than half of the people who participated in the arson last night were the people you called Tara."

Luo Ya's words hit Mandela's heart like a bolt from the blue. Her dead eyes instantly turned into astonishment and disbelief. After all, this news overturned her ideas.

"Are you... kidding me?"

"I won't make such a bad joke. The Earl of Oak Forest has investigated the matter clearly. Several Tara soldiers instigated Major Brand to set the fire, hoping to expand the conflict between Tara and Victoria."

"why?"

“Because they want us to show up.”

This is what made Luo Ya feel absurd but unable to laugh. The Deep Pool had never been on the stage, but its existence was gradually known to people, and some people were deliberately spreading the news secretly.

This made many Tara people who were discriminated against and oppressed in their daily lives have illusions about Deep Pool, and they firmly believed that as long as the conflicts between Tara people and Victoria people became more intense and showed enough injustice, the red dragon leader would come to their side, and everything would be fine as long as the heavenly soldiers of Deep Pool arrived.

Especially during the whole month, Abrana displayed purple flames in order to catch him, which was definitely not something that ordinary fire spells could do, and this also made many people eager to make a move.

Many of the soldiers last night were Tara people. They deliberately provoked Victoria's soldiers, incited their anger, and then burned their own homes and innocent compatriots together. Luo Ya felt that compared with these people, he was a loyal man.

"Just because of this reason?"

Tears flowed from Mandela's eyes again. She thought of her parents lying in a pool of blood, and of herself who hated Victorians just now. She suddenly felt so ridiculous.

"You should take a rest first. I will send you back when your injuries are healed. The compensation given by Oak Forest County is enough for you to live the rest of your life without worries."

Roya left Mandela the opportunity to choose and the space to think, opened the door and left, but was entangled around the waist by Abrana's tail.

She had been standing at the door since early in the morning, and had heard everything Roya had said to Mandela. Her face did not look very good, but she certainly did not blame Roya for not reporting these things immediately.

"You feel bad?"

Roya gently took away Abrana's tail, took her hand and stroked her palm.

"Some. If it were in the past, I would probably be very happy. The people of Tara were looking forward to the appearance of the Deep Pool and so on... I really was a woman with a venomous heart before."

"It's not entirely your fault. Taking advantage of the conflict between the Tara people and the Victorians to gain benefits and grow stronger was the only way Shenchi could go before... Well, that's not right."

Halfway through his words, a flash of inspiration came to Roya's mind, and he seemed to realize what the Iron Duke wanted to do.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just remembered about the Candle Shadow Unit."

"Do you also think their training time is too short?"

Regarding Zhuying's training, Abrana always felt that Roya was a little too hasty. Although there were some results in less than half a month, it was still far from Kaister's gray manners.

"That doesn't matter. The original purpose of Zhuying's existence is to confuse the Iron Duke. Otherwise, why would I let the school officer choose people? Look, who of the people he chose is not a spy planted by the Iron Duke in Deep Pool?"

Roya rolled his eyes at Abrana to show his contempt for his wife's intelligence, and then started counting on his fingers.

"The first stage is to free Shenchi from its reliance on the Iron Duke and establish its own trusted forces. At the same time, we will determine future goals and understand Victoria's current situation.

"In the second stage, we will use Stafford's power to grow and develop ourselves, ensure that the army develops while having high-end combat capabilities like the Steam Knights, develop intelligence networks to grasp information and public opinion trends, and turn Deep Pool into a positive image;

"Phase three... that's your job. You'll know when the time comes."

These phased plans are actually very common, but it is extremely difficult to realize them. There were so many unexpected events in the first phase alone. Luo Ya has to thank God for giving him face to get to this point.

Abbrana's intuition told her that Roya must have not told her many things, but if Roya didn't say it, it didn't mean he couldn't tell her.

"What if plans can't keep up with changes?"

"In that case, we'll have to resort to the backup plan. I heard that the Grand Dukes are not allowed to enter Londinium, right?"

"Indeed."

Roya's smile was cunning, helpless but also a little fierce. Londinium was the capital city of Victoria. Since the death of the former king, the grand dukes and the parliament had been fighting over the issue of the new candidate, and in the end, no result could be produced.

In order to prevent anyone from using tough measures, the grand dukes signed a treaty decree together, which prohibited the grand duke from entering Londinium in the future.

"But you're not the Grand Duke, are you?"

Abrana suddenly felt that she might not know Roya well enough. Why could this person always say such terrible words with such a nonchalant look?

Chapter 82: Get a Cat as a Follower

So what is this? Sitting on Roya's former hospital bed, Mandela felt her worldview collapse. She thought that everything that happened last night was another massacre of the Tara people by the Victorians, but Roya told her that this was just a conspiracy of the Tara people themselves.

Just to allow Shen Chi to come, did they have to create conflicts and disputes and treat their compatriots like this? Then what about what she had always heard about "Tara people being oppressed and discriminated against by Victorians"?

"Still haven't made up your mind?"

"Lord Roya, I...I don't understand."

Mandela looked at the man standing at the door. The life-saving grace and Roya's identity made Mandela respect him very much, but now she really hoped that this man was deceiving her.

"It's normal. You're just a child. It's easy to oversimplify things when you know too little."

Roya sat next to Mandela. Just now, when he was going to work, he was caught by Abrana and taken to the room and squeezed for more than an hour. Now his mind is clear and his mentality is calm. His thoughts are much clearer, but his head still hurts.

"I always thought that it was the Victorians who discriminated against and persecuted the Tara people, but... why did they do this? Was it really just to make the Deep Pool appear?"

"The answer is that simple, little girl." Roya reached out and flicked Mandela's forehead. "Your injuries should be better recovered tomorrow. I will send you back to Oak Forest County for recuperation. The arsonists that night have basically been caught."

It would be a shame if Elroya couldn't even defeat these people with his ability. At first, he thought there might be some other conspiracy behind this, such as some people wanted to make the relationship between Shen Chi and Victoria rigid, but the facts are so absurd that reality does not need logic to prove itself.

"No...I don't want to go back. I want to stay here."

Mandela shook her head and talked to herself, then looked at Roya. This time there was no hatred in her eyes anymore, only anger and pleading. She couldn't understand the cause and effect of these things, but she was just very angry.

"Please let me stay, I'll do anything!"

"You want to join the Deep Pool?"

Luo Ya frowned, this happened faster than he thought. She was indeed too young. How could a girl from an ordinary family have so many thoughts? Her thoughts were simply driven by emotions. She didn't know who she should hate or who to vent her anger on. She only knew that she had no home to return to and wanted to stay in the deep pool to get some answers.

This was also the reason why Luo Ya left her some thinking space before. As long as her IQ was not the same as Xiao Ke's, this girl would still be able to think some things through.

"Yes, I...at least let me repay you for saving my life."

"I just can't sit back and do nothing. You don't need to repay me, but since you want to join the Deep Pool, I need to make it clear to you first. We don't exist to redeem the Tara people."

This answer made Mandela look a little stunned. She didn't seem to understand why. After all, she had heard that Deep Pool was an organization that belonged only to the Tara people.

"Let me ask you, what do you think distinguishes the people of Tara from the people of Victoria?"

"Of course it's birth and bloodline."

"Are you from Tara then? I remember your grandmother was from Victoria, and your grandfather was also from Victoria."

When Luo Ya rescued Mandela last night, he had already investigated the girl's background. He felt that it was a joke of fate that Mandela was actually the daughter of the stall owner they visited yesterday, which meant that her statement was untenable.

"I..." Mandela was speechless. Of course she knew all this, but she didn't understand why Luo Ya knew it. After thinking for a while, she could only lower her head in frustration, "I'm not."

Yes, she is not from Tara either, she also has Victorian blood in her body, then what about other Tara people, Victoria? Is their blood so pure and flawless?

"I can add your family to the Deep Pool, but you are still too young, so I can't place you in any position in the Deep Pool."

"It doesn't matter. I can start as a soldier."

"We don't recruit Boy Scouts." Luo Ya waved his hand casually, "But I need a follower to help me with the paperwork submission."

Mandela's originally gloomy mood suddenly lifted, and she looked at Roya in disbelief. Judging from the degree to which her cat ears were shaking, she was probably incredibly nervous.

"I...I...I...can I?"

"If you don't think you can do it, I'll find someone else to do it."

Luo Ya really didn't care. Anyone could do the job of serving tea and water. Even Xiao Ke could do it.

"No, I do, hiss!"

Because the movement was so large that it pulled the wound on her body, Mandela couldn't help but gasp, but she didn't care about the pain and wanted to get out of bed and start her work right away.

"You should rest first. I will ask Lavshini to treat you later. You will probably be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

After all, it was an external injury, so it was no problem to use Ravshini's power to accelerate the growth of flesh and blood. The two sisters had the same blood, but their power manifested in completely opposite ways, which made Roya curious about Originium skills. His power obviously did not belong to this category.

"Lord Roya, the Ravshini you mentioned is..."

"One of the twin red dragons of Deep Pond. You can regard her as one of the leaders. From now on, just call me secretary."

Waving his hand casually, Luo Ya took out a storybook and stuffed it into Mandela's hand. This young girl obviously needed some time to adapt herself, but no matter what, she would be a member of Shenchi from now on.

"My first mission, just rest and recover. This is what your father gave you."

What happened yesterday was too painful for Mandela, and everything that happened today gave her new hope. She needed enough time to think and react to it.

After Roya left, Mandela just stared at the fairy tale book signed by Roya in her hand without saying a word. She still remembered her father's expression when she hugged her father's thigh and said she wanted to buy it and his teasing that she was still a child. Her mother said it was good to be a child because there were not so many worries.

But now, no one will pat her on the head and say they will buy her a gift.

Listening to the soft crying coming from the room, Luo Ya couldn't help but sigh. He finally turned into a despicable adult.

But for Mandela, at least she is not left with nowhere to go now.

"You plan to train her to be Abbrana's team?"

Kal'tsit came here at some point and stood not far away, staring at Roya. In her opinion, Roya did not hide his intentions at all.

"Unfortunately, the time is still too short. There is not much I can teach her, and there are many things I need to arrange next."

The people that Abrana can use now are basically the confidants arranged by the Iron Duke. Deep Pool is still a long way from getting rid of the Iron Duke's control, but the most critical step has been completed.

Luo Ya could basically imagine how busy he would be in the next few days.

Chapter 83: Is this a follower or a maid?

"Lord Luoya, here are your tea and snacks."

"You called me, Lord Luoya? I'll go to the Intelligence Department to see if there's anything I need to submit."

"Lord Roya, is there anything I can do for you?"

Seeing Mandela busy going in and out again and again, Abrana looked at Roya with some dissatisfaction. She knew that Roya intended to train Mandela as her own team, but looking at the black tea cake and comic books on Roya's table, she suddenly wanted to hang Roya up with her tail and hang him outside the window to let this guy feel the cold of the winter night.

"Did you find a follower or a maid?"

"It depends on how she views the job. Anyway, I quite enjoy it."

Drinking tea, eating cake, reading stories and reading newspapers, Luoya found for the first time that life could be so comfortable. No wonder Abbrana liked to drink tea and watch him work. It was really a pleasure.