Chapter 991 222. The fourth kind of war
Several horses carrying Alexander and his companions galloped out of the city of Sion and rushed to Herrit's manor.
"Boss, look, they are the only ones following us!"
They dismounted and found that there were only a few swans following us.
“It’s too early to be happy, no one can help us!”
Alexander sheathed his sword calmly: "Understood, they will help whoever wins."
In addition to the lively group performances from a distance, the freshmen who had followed Annan for half a month began to think in unison.
"I understand... No wonder you chose to take this magical image at this time." Henry looked at Annan with admiration.
"The people are a mass of loose sand, they will only stand on the side of winning..."
But there are some deviations in his ideas...
Annan took Henry away from the crowd and corrected: "Then why don't you understand that whoever they help wins?"
"Whoever they help wins...?"
"Yes, this Although the world is controlled by nobles and professionals, farmers can only be farmers for a lifetime, but when they wake up, whether they are resisting or not cooperating, without farmers, who will they slave? "
"What can the tranquil water bear? But when there are huge waves, no matter how big the ship is, it can only capsize."
Henry had a certain emotion that he had never felt in the previous twenty years. Shocked his soul.
"I don't want to learn magic imaging anymore, Lord Annan!"
"What?"
"I want to join the Blade of Freedom and awaken more civilians!"
Annan didn't expect that he would deceive Henry into lameness with just a few words: "That's not to say... if the magic image is well done, it will not be less than the contribution of the Freedom Blade."
"But I want to Let civilians know the truth..."
"That's what I said."
Henry showed a confused expression.
Annan said: "Don't understand?"
"Don't understand."
"It's easy to understand...Why do you like Liberty City?"
"Because of the magic image——"
Henry suddenly woke up and he understood.
Facing Henry, who showed potential and talent, Annan did not hide his secrets and continued: "I divide wars into four types. The first is a simple war that has lasted for tens of thousands of years on this continent. You kill my relatives with your sword, and I will beat your relatives to death with my fists; the second type is economic warfare. This kind of war will only bleed in invisible places. People in this world are still groping, but sooner or later they will learn. , you will also learn it in the academy in the future; the third type is holy war, where humans get power from the gods and open up territories for the gods, which is actually very similar to the relationship between monarchs and knights."
"And the fourth type. This is the culture war invented by magical images, newspapers, and everything about the future."
"Culture war?"
Annan stopped and looked at the crew not far away, who were preparing for the next scene.
"Well, they are poison packaged as good. When we can get them to think the way we want them to think, sooner or later we can get them to do the things we want them to do."
"And really The scary thing is that this poison is not harmful, but it has strong addictive properties. Even if a smart person sees it and points it out, he will only be attacked by the ignorant.”
Henry’s lips pursed. Seeing the cruelty of this world for the first time: "It's really scary..."
"Yes, so if this kind of power is obtained by evil forces, it will only bring disaster."
Think about it, when a succubus who takes pleasure in playing with life is suddenly praised by everyone, telling her beauty and temptation, covering up its ferocity, who will think that the succubus is scary?
"Thank you for telling me this, I, I..." Henry was speechless.
"You will know sooner or later." Annan smiled carelessly and said to Henry, who had his head lowered. "After all, you are the future of Liberty City."
Henry suddenly raised his head, with tears of gratitude in his eyes: "You...you can't do stupid things!" "Why do you do stupid things?"
Annan gave him a strange look: "I'm just saying that my power is limited after all, so I can only be a guide and a foundation. It's up to you to really make Liberty City grow into a Tower of Babel."
......
"Did he really say that?"
The military minister who couldn't believe it raised his head and asked his cronies.
“Well, he also said...”
"What did you say?"
"If you don't want the letter of accusation to be sent to the House of Representatives, just bow your head to him and admit your mistake."
Hearing this, the Minister of Military Affairs breathed a sigh of relief: "Then let him go. Give it away."
"Oh..."
He stopped the confidant who turned around and said, "No, prepare a big gift and send it to him, and let others see it. to.”
"What should I do if he doesn't accept it?"
"I hit you with gold nards. Do you want to shout or don't stop?"
"I understand..." The confidant stopped talking.
"What do you want to say?"
"Sir, is it worth it? If the messenger doesn't give a letter of recommendation, you will make a fake letter of recommendation to win them over for Liberty City. Why don't you offend all the nobles? ”
"They are just a group of dying people. Those guys don't look in the mirror. They only know how to make money, commit crimes, and steal things from the poor. Do you want to enter the Free City?"
The Minister of Military Affairs snorted. : "And if we don't perform better, how can we let the champion warlock see my value?"
The confidant was silent, and the military minister took the initiative to ask: "Do you think I am too diligent?"
"Well...if the city lord wants to hold you accountable after the war."
"He won't." The Minister of Military Affairs said confidently, "Just because I condone the Blade of Freedom in the army If we develop members and get one-fifth of the members of the parliament on our side, they will have to remember my good deeds!”
Give him a few more months and he can make the entire Kingdom Council listen to him. By then, let alone affecting the kingdom, it would not be difficult to put the king under house arrest.
The cronies went out to prepare the gifts, and the military minister turned back and looked out the window.
The last month of the year 1001 of the Saint Laurent Calendar is coming...
Looking to the north, he seemed to see the cold wave brewing in the north of the snow-capped mountains, the demon army marching in the wind and snow, and the transformation. The old land of the kingdom that serves as a paradise for the rat people, and there are countless dark pasts buried in pure snow.
"That's fine, this decadent country no longer deserves to die with dignity..."
He let out a heavy breath.
Knock knock knock——
At this time, there was a knock on the door
“Who?”
The confidant who had returned pushed the door open and came in. There was another person following behind.
"Be prepared, Lord Annan will arrive in the new royal capital soon." The messenger said after the confidant closed the door.
"What!?" The Minister of Military Affairs suddenly widened his eyes and gritted his teeth and said: "Am I crazy or are you crazy, talking nonsense!? I worked so hard to help you secretly develop, not to let that warlock come and die. "
"Master Annan is approaching Bullock Valley," the messenger said expressionlessly, "He said that the most dangerous place is the safest place."
"And Master Annan. I want to question Crowe face to face.”
(End of this chapter)