Chapter 862: You Can Become Knives

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Chelsea didn't dare to speak anymore, but Arturia was not polite.

"Whether I'm talking big or not, just look at it with your eyes." She stared at Chelsea. "But you, what you just said, is it for a disguise, or is it your truth? Do you really think that only the Revolutionary Army can save you?" this country?"

Artoria indeed recognized at first glance that the so-called Revolutionary Army General was in disguise.

And the reason why he was able to calm down and not expose it in the first place is also very simple.

The Chelsea in front of her is also a reserve member.

Although we just met, Arturia has already roughly seen the girl's character from the conversation just now. In fact, it is not difficult to see that the identity of a first-class killer is a hot heart, trust in her companions, The love for the homeland has been integrated into the girl's eyes, very similar to those in the night attack.

She will be a good companion.

Artoria was moved again.

"It shouldn't be surprising to have such an idea." Chelsea looked at Artoria with a strange expression, "We are killers, and all we can do is kill people. This may be very important now, but when the empire is overthrown , When rebuilding the country, we will be useless at all."

This point is the common cognition of every killer.

They only know how to kill.

They don't know how to farm, don't know how to produce, and don't know how to manage the country. Rather, they are actually mentally prepared to be wanted by the revolutionary army after overthrowing the empire.

However, Arturia shook her head.

"Power has an effect at any time, it only depends on the person who uses it." She said calmly, "During a period of study in the past, I learned a sentence, the dragon slaying warrior will eventually become a dragon, and you cannot guarantee revolution." After overthrowing the empire, will the army become a new empire—even if it doesn't now, it may still be after a while."

Arturia's words were too pessimistic.

So Chelsea immediately retorted:

"The revolutionary army will not become like that. Everyone is oppressed to the point of standing up and resisting."

"Really?" Artoria shook her head, "You probably don't know what the limitations of a peasant uprising are, and you don't know how power can corrupt people's hearts. In addition, you can't deny that the power struggle has already begun within the Revolutionary Army. scramble."

The general played by Chelsea just now, I'm afraid that's what the general looks like.

It looks like using righteousness to oppress others, and then gaining status and rights for oneself.

After all, before the establishment of the Revolutionary Army, he was only a young general, so how good could he be?

Chelsea's face flushed slightly.

There is really no way to refute this. She was able to act that way, naturally she knew what was going on.

The revolutionary army does have various shortcomings.

"At this time, the role of power is highlighted." Artoria said, "You who have power can be used as a knife hanging on the head of the revolutionary army, forcing them to follow the most correct direction. Come on, that's the balance."

"But we can't hang on forever." Chelsea felt that this was meaningless, "We will always die of old age."

"Who said it couldn't be done." A smile finally appeared on Artoria's face, "Dead of old age? This kind of thing may not have anything to do with you."

"Can you still make us immortal." Chelsea couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

However, she soon discovered that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.

Because except her.

Everyone is thinking seriously.

"Hey, you guys really think you can survive forever, don't you?" Chelsea asked with question marks all over her head.

When everyone around her had problems, she also had to start to wonder if she was the one with the problems.

"Think about it." Arturia left a last sentence, then turned and left.

There was still a smile on her face.

This is the first time she has told everyone about her general thinking.

Yes, she chose the easiest path.

There are many ways to make a country develop for a long time, especially in terms of system.

However, that is when everyone's strength is about the same.

And now.

These members, to the common people in this world, are undisputed gods. Whether it is now or in the future, as long as they do not die in the competition of the chamber of commerce, they will always be able to become the power holders in this world of a knife.

In this case.

It doesn't matter as long as the flaws the Revolutionaries have aren't too fatal.

Because they can forcibly make the revolutionary army perfect.

All it takes is a proper display of strength.

Everyone was thinking, only Chelsea was still in a daze.

Early the next morning.

When Arturia and Jeanne left the room and came to the living room, all the people were still gathered here.

They didn't sleep all night.

Thinking and discussing all the time.

And Chelsea immediately set her eyes on Arturia and Joan of Arc. This sight was completely different from before, with a hint of incredulity and timidity.

That's right, yesterday, Najieta and the others had already told them everything they knew.

A god from another world, and is going to bring them all into that world that belongs to God.

For this kind of thing beyond imagination, even unbelievable, Chelsea naturally didn't believe it at first.

However, all the people saw it with their own eyes. They showed the equipment that Arturia gave them. With such miraculous performances, they had to believe it even if they didn't believe it.

So, it became what it is now.

Arturia naturally knew the reason and just smiled.

"Looks like you've come to a conclusion," she said.

"That's right." Najieta stood up, "Your Majesty, if this is the case, I think it is necessary to leave an unforgettable warning to everyone in this world, including the later revolutionary army."

"That's what I did too."

Arturia nodded, then raised her hand, preventing Najieta from continuing to speak, and just said with a serious expression:

"It's time for dinner."

"..." The plan in Najieta's mouth was directly swallowed back.

It is indeed time for dinner.

You are His Majesty, you have the final say.

So, everyone in the night raid had an unremarkable breakfast first, and Chelsea noticed that apart from eating a little more, everyone had a relaxed and expectant expression on their faces, even the one who was said to be A new member brought back from the Imperial Guard, a girl named Seleu.