Chapter 831 People with Pious Beliefs Are Not so Easy to Die (1/2)

[...Dear Mr. Manager, I have followed your instructions to mediate the events taking place locally. The legion commander agreed to distinguish between the innocent and the thugs and use public trials... I knew very well that this was not a good idea, but in my conscience, did I have a better way? Forgive me for my limited ability, this is the limit of what I can do with my words. 】

[In addition, regarding the "arsonist" thing you asked me to investigate, unfortunately I haven't found any clues yet. I investigated the warehouse and interviewed nearby residents. Some people said they saw members of the Silver Moon Sect on the edge of the warehouse area, while others said they saw people sneaking over the wall... Their testimonies were contradictory, and I don’t want to talk more about that day. As for the Vaillant people, they found hundreds of "arsonists", but I felt that every one of them seemed to have been wronged. 】

[The guy who shot and killed the guard captain first was found by me. Or, more accurately, someone else exposed him. No matter how you look at it, that rat tribe guy is just an ordinary person. He doesn't seem to be under anyone's orders. I even can't help but wonder if the shot he fired really hit. Although I would have liked to question him further, the Vaillant man no longer seemed to care who fired the shot. After the dusk bell rang, he and others were pushed to the execution ground. 】

[My feelings are extremely complicated. Some of my companions sympathize with the Wilantes, while others sympathize with the dead workers. They quarreled more than once. Although Mr. Armen's experience arouses my sympathy, I can't help but wonder whether the slave owners are to blame for all this... However, looking at Ruby's lovely eyes, I can't help but want to avenge her. 】

[But later, a girl about her age asked me confusedly, what had her father done wrong? Shouldn’t they resist and kneel on the ground and surrender in the face of power... I must admit that at that time, I did have a bit of a breakdown. But after all, the Alliance is not a wish-granting machine. We do not have the ability to change all the laws of the world, and no one does. I know this too. 】

[I greatly admire the players who participated in the Boulder City incident. How did they achieve the most perfect ending? Should I plant a goblin rocket on Arman's ship? But we were a whole week late, and even if I look back, I can't think of a better idea... Or is it that the perfect ending didn't exist in this land from the beginning? 】

[The ordeal finally ended today, the legion finally stopped killing and started planning for the future. According to statistics, a full 80,000 people died. General McClung said that he lost a bet with Commander Ross. He originally expected 100,000 people, but the result was 20,000 short. However, I was not happy at all. 】

[In addition, the Legion does not intend to stop here. A large amount of supplies are being transported from Yongye Port to Xifan Port. I found out that Yongye Port seems to be the territory of the Southern Legion...the one who gave us a 902mm cannon. 】

[I actually have no idea what they are planning. Didn’t they agree not to expand eastward? However, more and more infantry are landing...I don't know, but it doesn't look like they plan to withdraw anytime soon. 】

[At present, this is the information I have about Xifan Port. There are also some rumors that the king's army seemed to have surrounded Tiandu that day, and the two sides were said to have fought extremely fiercely. In addition, the three states of Lion, Wolf, and Ox have fallen into the hands of the Heavenly King’s Army. Countless liberated slaves and serfs have joined them along the way. The size of this army is probably more than two million...]

[Finally, would you like to form a peacekeeping force in the Sticky Community? I always feel that the situation is no longer under our control. It might be a good idea to bring down more survivor forces, especially companies and colleges. 】

When the far-sighted eagle typed these words on the keyboard, he himself felt that it was a bit unrealistic.

The wasteland is not reality, and the Commune is not the United Nations, so there is no way it is possible to form any peacekeeping force.

Those who could move had already joined the regular army, so they only went up to talk to those who couldn't move.

But after thinking about it, he finally didn't delete a word and hit the enter key.

【Sent. 】

"MMP! It's finally done!"

Eagle, who let out a sigh of relief, leaned back on the chair, picked up the helmet on the table, and put it on as if escaping from reality.

In the blink of an eye, the ceiling above his head had changed.

This is the utility room of the Silver Moon Church. There are four beds in an area of ​​less than 15 square meters.

Since the port area was bombed to pieces by 380-meter heavy artillery, there is no hotel nearby where they can stay. These days they are staying in a small cubicle in the church, and Arman and his daughter live next door to them.

Lao Guan and Lao Guan were still asleep in bed, and Lao Lang had already gone outside, probably to visit people and collect clues.

But to be honest, Eagle felt that his efforts were in vain.

Now the entire settlement is in panic, and everyone looks like a murderer. Except for some naive children who were willing to tell the truth to them, others did not dare to say anything even if they knew something, especially when they mentioned what happened that night.

Yingying estimated that the arson case itself had already been investigated, and even if it was solved, it would probably be meaningless.

The top priority now is to figure out what the legion's plan is.

Three thousand-man troops have landed at Xifan Port, which is three regiments according to the alliance's standards.

The entire Lion State is full of Heavenly King's Army. Instead of suppressing the bandits, they just bully and cause trouble for those honest people in Xifan Port. This is somewhat unjustifiable.

It's indeed difficult to fight a few thousand against hundreds of thousands, but it's always okay to steal something when the Heavenly King's Army and the Imperial Regular Army are fighting, right?

What they are doing now is as if they are allowing this avalanche to submerge the empire...

That is their "ally".

At least that's what it says in the set.

Maybe it was just an illusion, he always felt that things were not that simple.

Especially when he suddenly remembered McClung, who was sitting in the church reading the newspaper. That guy looked completely different when he was in the church and when he was at the port.

At one moment he was as calm as if he were discussing a business deal, talking about the conditions and benefits slowly, and at the next moment he was like a furious devil who wanted to kill all the survivors in Saipan Port.

That doesn't look like a general.

Instead, he looks like a politician wearing a general's coat.

If he remembered correctly, this guy shouldn't have been like this before he entered the game.

Although people can change, McClun's change is a bit too big.

What inspired you?

He would definitely not be able to find out anything if he asked McClun directly, not to mention that he hadn't seen that guy at the port for some days.

As for those Willant soldiers, there is no need to think about it, their relationship itself is not very good.

Taking these factors into consideration, Eagle decided to find a different approach and start with NPCs who had a good relationship with them.

Such as Yaman.

Although this guy is not from the military, the grassroots soldiers and officers stationed there are full of sympathy for his experience.

In addition, this guy has a good network of connections in the local area, maybe he can pry open the mouths of some locals and obtain some information that they cannot investigate alone...

After making plans for today on the VM, Yingying saw that the two of them were not online yet, so he didn't plan to wait any longer. He pushed the door open and went out to wash up at the well in the backyard.

By coincidence, just as he opened the door, Arman came out of the next door and met him.

In just one week, this once high-spirited man lost a full circle of weight, and a scruffy beard covered his chin. One after another, the accidents had broken his spine, and now he was as decadent as a drunkard who had lost everything.

But fortunately, he didn't lose everything, at least his Ruby was still there.

That heartbreaking face was hidden behind him, and a weak little hand kept gently holding the corner of his clothes.

Eagle showed a friendly smile to the little girl, then looked at the partner in front of him and said hello.

"Feeling better?"

Arman hesitated for a moment, nodded slowly, and then walked past him with his head lowered.

"Um……"

Seeing that the two of them were also going to the well in the backyard, the eagle followed him.

"What are you going to do next? Go back to Triumph City? Or continue... uh, our previous business here."

The Eagle certainly hopes that Yaman will choose the latter, whether it is for the current task or future business.

However, after such a tragic thing happened, he couldn't force it, so he could only leave it to the partner to make his own choice.

Armen fell into silence and didn't speak for a long time, as if he was distracted.

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to make a decision immediately. If you haven't adjusted yet, I can continue to wait for you -" Realizing that his question might be a bit mean, Eagle quickly smiled and tried to change the subject.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Arman, who was silent, suddenly interrupted him.

"These past few days... I've actually been thinking about something."

His Adam's apple moved and he continued in a complicated tone.

"I...have we gone too far towards the local survivors?"

This time the Eagle was silent.

After about half a minute, he finally chose to stand on the side of his conscience and lightly shrugged his shoulders.

"Man...if you want me to be honest, you guys are really going a little too far."

Objectively speaking, the Legion seems to have brought freedom to the survivors of West Sails.

However, based on the actual local conditions, this illusory freedom is more like a beautiful soap bubble, which bursts as soon as it is popped and runs away as soon as it is blown.

All the resources and rules of the entire West Sail Port are firmly monopolized in the hands of the Wilantes and local nobles.

The survivors in Bugra at least have hope of repaying their debts and turning a corner, while the survivors of Xifan Port have no choice but to wait for reincarnation.

Obviously, fairness cannot be called fairness just by writing these two words on a piece of paper.

He once thought that the Legion had somehow done a good deed by turning the locals from livestock into goods, but he didn't expect to realize that he was still too naive after arriving here. In fact, animals are still animals, they are just stamped with the stamp of inspection and the slaughtering tools and processes are automated.

Being a slave is actually more comfortable than being a free citizen. How can this be called progress?

He knew very well that what he said didn't sound good. Yingying thought that this guy would stare at him angrily and even have a few words with him, but he didn't expect that he would be silent for a while, and in the end he would only squeeze out a bitter smile from his face.

"As expected..."

Armen scratched his messy hair, looked at the well outside the corridor window, and continued with a complicated mood.

"Actually, I am somewhat self-conscious in my heart... It will end sooner or later if this continues. It is not that there have been rebellions in the legion's colonies, and they have happened again and again. I shouldn't comfort myself because the survivors in Borneo are relatively docile. Hong Kong is an exception. Especially here, unlike other places, there is not even an organized garrison. If the situation gets out of control, no one will survive. "

He paused, and the regretful look in his eyes became more intense, but there was also a trace of unwillingness.

"However, there is nothing I can do, no way at all. I am just a small person, and my will and my opinions are completely insignificant in front of the real big guys."

He still remembers it clearly.

When he entered the door, General McClung just tilted his head slightly and didn't even look at him, as if he was just a piece of dust floating under the eaves.

When he said this, Arman gradually became excited.

He took a deep breath, buried his nose in his hands, and suppressed the trembling in his voice.

"You're right... I actually feel the same way in my heart."

"If I hadn't pushed Najib so hard, the worker named Orisa might not have died, and there wouldn't have been a subsequent strike. Maybe the warehouse wouldn't have caught fire, and even if it did, it wouldn't have been like this. out of control."

No one expected that this fire would become stronger and stronger, not only burning down Xifan Port, but also burning down Shizhou...

Even set the entire empire on fire.

What made him most painful was not the burning empire and countless dead compatriots, but the sudden discovery that his wife was indirectly killed by him...

Unable to bear to see this guy get into the bull's horns, the eagle sighed and stepped forward, patting him on the shoulder.

"Okay... don't make it too difficult for yourself. This is not one person's fault at all. It's better to blame you than the arms piled in the port warehouse. Damn... Fortunately, our managers are wise and know that these big guys The nose is not a good thing, so it was grabbed halfway by the batch of munitions and dragged back. "

After finishing his words, Yingying suddenly felt something was wrong. He suddenly realized that he had also scolded the two people in front of him, so he quickly coughed and made amends.

"Ah, of course, the big nose I'm talking about doesn't include you and little Ruby—"

Arman shook his head.

"You're right, these big noses are really not a good thing, including me in the past... Of course, Ruby is still young, so this matter has nothing to do with her. This is the responsibility of our generation."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and his gloomy eyes gradually became firm.

"There is no doubt that what is to be condemned is the rule of cannibalism and endless greed. If no one corrects these mistakes, the price of the mistakes will be paid again and again... and those owed will sooner or later be reckoned with. On our children’s heads.”

As he spoke, he placed his hand on Ruby's head and stroked it gently.

The latter tilted his head in confusion and looked at the father who looked at him kindly but with a haggard face in confusion, obviously not understanding what he said.

This is obvious.

The topic of responsibilities and obligations was a little early for her age.

However, the eagle standing opposite understood what he meant and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

What a pattern, brother!

There are Weirant people in the alliance, and there are quite a few of them, such as Vanus being one of them.

They obviously had similar thoughts and stood on the opposite side of the legion for the Velant people.

After all, if the Legion is not defeated, then the Valantians will never become a normal race.

Their descendants will bleed for bloodshed, revenge for revenge, and sacrifice again and again in endless battles, never getting the equality, dignity, and recognition they truly desire.

However, he didn't want to pour cold water on it.

As a businessman, it seems that nothing can be changed.

However, just when he was thinking this, a trembling voice suddenly came from the side.

"Mr. Melgio is actually still alive... People with pious beliefs don't die so easily."

"Including brave people."

The three of them looked to one side of the corridor and saw the old nun from the church standing at the door.

She was wearing her usual simple robe, her skinny index finger touched the silver moon pendant on her chest, and her lips that kept opening and closing seemed to be reciting something.

The sound sounded like a prayer.

It's like repenting.

"Mr. Arman, please forgive me for concealing some of the facts from you, but please also believe that I did not do it out of malice."

"I promised that lady...that her child would not be without a mother."

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