Chapter 1640 Holden’s Methods

Respecting the strong is a consistent tradition in the Zephyr Continent.

The reason why Fort Vicky has lived on the island all year round and has never been invaded by outsiders is that the goblin kings and dwarf kings in the past generations only liked to develop technology and smelting equipment, and the two kings had no intention of expansion.

But that doesn't mean you can bully Wychburg at will.

The dragon has reverse scales, which will cause anger if touched.

And the biggest opponent in Fort Vicky right now is me.

The adopted son of Master Dewey and the son-in-law of the Dwarf King. Although these two identities restrict my words and deeds to a certain extent, they are also my protective umbrella.

If you want to move me, you must first measure whether your body is strong enough to withstand the heavy hammers of dwarves and the destructive technology of goblins.

Historically, dwarves and goblins were not men of faith.

Thousands of years ago, in the era when many countries coexisted, there was a genocide that destroyed the country and genocide in Fort Vicky.

The specific name of the country that was destroyed is unknown. All that is left is the reason why Fort Vedic massacred the country - a goblin princess in Fort Vedic who went out to play was harassed and insulted by the Duke of that country. , the angry princess asked the country's monarch for an explanation, but was imprisoned instead.

Both the Goblin King and the Dwarf King were furious and moved out. Within seven days, their country was destroyed and their clan was destroyed. More than 700,000 people were implicated. From then on, no one in Zefeng Continent dared to offend Vicki Castle.

When I saw this record, I asked Master Dewey in horror, did he really kill more than 700,000 people?

Master Dewey just smiled slightly and said: "These historians who specialize in writing history for us always like to glorify the inappropriate behavior of their ancestors. The territory of that country is about the same size as York and Han Dynasty today. Do you think that only more than 700,000 people died? person?"

Later, he added: "That was a total war, a war to destroy the country."

I was stunned and murmured: "Does that mean that more than 700,000 is just a false number?"

Master Dewey shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. Perhaps what the historian wanted to express was that an average of 700,000 people were killed in each town."

Since this matter can be written in history books, there must be a similar record in Airui City.

Carter Horton, who was not an adventurer, must have read this historical document, and he must have a deep memory of the amazing actions of Fort Vicky at that time.

Carter Horton's eyes were sinister, like a hawk staring at the hare that had played with him.

But a hero is a hero. Holden took a deep breath, exhaled heavily, smiled suddenly, and said: "It is true that I have interacted with the Knights of the Round Table, but it was just an ordinary cooperative relationship. Even if I cooperate with you, I am afraid I am powerless. Otherwise, you can ask the Lord of York and Han City, if he is willing to help you, this matter will be solved much easier."

"Good idea." I nodded and smiled back: "But I don't know him. I'm afraid I can't even enter the gate of his palace. However, you have a good relationship with him and we are neighboring countries. Otherwise, you can invite him How about coming over here, the three of us sit together and enjoy the local customs and talk about this matter?"

Holden's smile condensed on his face, his mouth was half-opened, and his anger gradually appeared.

I still wore a kind smile and ate peanuts one by one.

After holding on for a few seconds, I gently put the peanut shells in my hands into the plate, stood up, came to the window, stared out the window, opened my arms, and said slowly: "I guess, at this moment, there are more than one crossbow and fire musket aiming at it." With the fatal position on my body, as long as you give an order, I will be beaten into a sieve in an instant and die on the spot."

Holden made a soft sound in his throat. He took a sip of tea and said, "How come? You are an honored guest."

I turned my head, glanced at his stiff smile, and said with a smile: "It is precisely because I am a 'distinguished guest' that I enjoy such treatment. If I were an unknown little shrimp, I'm afraid you wouldn't even bother to kill me."

Holden's body trembled slightly and he said in a deep voice: "If I agree to your request, can you promise not to come to Airui City again?"

"No" I shook my head.

"You are such a scoundrel!" Holden jumped up and said angrily: "Since we can't even guarantee this, why should I help you!"

Slowly raising my head, stretching my arms in two directions, exposing my entire chest outside the window, I said calmly: "Since you are so unhappy, you can just walk away, or let the lurking assassin kill me."

There was a muffled sound behind him, followed by a long and weak sigh. Holden said in a low voice with an old voice: "Don't go too far. Airey City is indeed not as good as Fort Vicky, but if I fight you to the end, behind you Wychburg will also suffer greatly."

"Perhaps, or perhaps not, but from now on, there will no longer be a Carter family in Airey City, and this town will also be annexed by Fort Vicky. I dare to conclude that in just a dozen years, Fort Vicky will be If we can slow down, the development momentum will even be several times faster than before. Oops, when you say this, I can't wait to be killed by you right now."

"You crazy person!"

Holden pointed a trembling finger at me and growled.

"You're right." I nodded in agreement and added, "But if I'm not crazy, how can I survive in this cruel world?"

Withdrawing my arms, turning around, and exposing my back outside the window, I continued: "In this cruel country, those good men and women who want to spend their lives in peace have turned into souls under the butcher's knife. Honest people who live a separate life either become targets of bullying or lose their shelter from the wind and rain, and can only live helplessly on the streets, being killed, starved to death, and humiliated to death. This has become synonymous with this place. It is no longer the most prosperous city in the past, but a giant beast heading towards the endless abyss."

"You have no right to judge my country!" Carter Horton interrupted angrily: "It is owned by the Carter family and mine. Whatever I want it to be, it will be!"

"Good men and women, honest people. These are the weak, the weak! Do you understand!" Holden trembled all over and said excitedly: "It's not just in my country. Look at the entire continent. Where are the weak living well? Where are the weak? Not bullied? Why do you only target my country? Why!"

"I am the city lord, I am the king, this is my country, I am responsible for its development, and I want to think about its future! What I do is just to conform to the times, to follow the trend, for the development of the times, for the sake of As the trend changes, so what if some weak people are sacrificed?" In the depths of Holden's eyes, cruelty flowed: "They should feel honored to be able to become the foundation of national development and the driving force of the development of the times!"

"And you!" Holden frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are no longer from Ai Rui City, so what qualifications do you have to dictate my policies? Do you think Master Dewey's son can do whatever he wants? !”