Chapter 415 Reconstruction Plan

"I am very grateful for your work for this city, Mr. Night Crow from the East, would you like a cup of coffee from Brazil?"

This was the first sentence Duke Charles said when he saw Ji Lin.

The nobleman in the dignified brown robe turned around and looked at Ji Lin, the outsider, the soldier who was applied to support here.

He wore his family's emblem, with golden lines on his collar, and his specially groomed white beard hanging on both sides.

"I like the coffee produced in Brazil very much, which always breeds their unique flavor and mellowness. You have done enough for Britain. Do you need anything?"

They are going to drive people away.

Ji Lin lowered his head and thought.

Only by completing the task can he bring back the biggest reward, and all the conditions offered to him by the natives of this world are meaningless to him.

He anticipated many possibilities, but he did not think of the possibility that the other party wanted him to leave this land.

The other party wants him to... leave?

It is not impossible, but is their ability enough to advance and solve the remaining problems?

Because of the nature of the nobles? Or their meaningless self-esteem.

In this matter, Ji Lin still believes in his own experience and wisdom. He believes that the other party can't do it.

And he is the unstable factor.

If the other party can do it, he will not appear here and will not be put into this timeline by the system.

"What if I say no, sir, the only goal I need is to solve the current problem."

Ji Lin sat on the chair and did not take the coffee brought by the servant.

He would not be stingy about using any violent means.

As long as he can accomplish the task, he will not leave before confirming that his goal has been achieved.

Even if he uses his own power to clean up the entire upper class of New London.

"I will not interfere with your actions and decisions. I will only solve the current problems. You will not see me again after I finish it."

The Duke nodded as if he understood.

"Oh, then I have a piece of information for you. I hope you are interested in it."

The Duke opened a bottle of red wine, took out two high-foot glasses and poured them in, allowing the scarlet wine to slowly oxidize in contact with the air and taste better.

"The coronation ceremony of the new British king will be held in ten days. The knights and knights from all over the world will watch her coronation... There will be many knights on that day, and of course, that day will become a bloody day in New London."

There are many traitors in the government, and I can't even determine the identity of those traitors.

"But I know that those lunatics are no longer satisfied with obtaining the bodies of ordinary people. Ordinary people... According to them..."

The Duke pointed to the sky.

"Ordinary people's 'souls' are not strong enough, because these weak souls cannot find a perfect enough path for them to take those cowardly guys with them."

So they need to transform the wounded. These soldiers who crawled out of the battlefield are sufficient test subjects. Their lives are the cheapest, but their will is strong.

Ji Lin smacked his lips and leaned against the wall to listen to the Duke's slow narration.

"They need more people to conduct experiments, and they hope to use the bodies of knights from the old times to test out a... passable path for them?"

The Duke took a sip of red wine.

"No, they think the soldiers' will is not enough... They hope that virtue can have a stronger power, and a soldier who has undergone a deeper transformation is extremely valuable."

Let the soldiers persist in the process of being transformed.

And are they really going to use it for experiments...Monsters, the birth of transformed soldiers.

An undead army, and a curtain that can cover this world forever...No one in this world can stop them.

Using flesh and blood as fuel, driving immortal turbines, and souls as brains.

Like a heavy blade falling, cutting off the future route...But it is not enough, it is impossible with only the acquiescence of a small number of people in the government.

No matter how powerful the special forces are, they cannot stop the footsteps of the iron-forged army.

And the duke seems to focus only on immortality, which is the aspect that has the greatest impact on them personally, and there is nothing wrong with that.

According to the duke, it does not match the scale of the disaster. In his cognition, it is just a rebellion launched by local nobles and a rebellion composed of a small number of crazy people who pursue immortality...

If they can solve it, Ji Lin will not appear here.

The situation was much worse than he thought. Maybe there were no traitors among the top government officials, but some normal people among the traitors.

No, was this duke really on his side?

Ji Lin inevitably recalled the cavalrymen painted with steel in their bodies. It seemed that only the cavalry captain had spoken among them.

Ryan.

The night crows could fight

They were building an army... and personal will and faith would be the most important part of it.

The human part?

Their soul?

He didn't understand.

But he had some vague understanding of the entire Blue View.

Ji Lin nodded.

"I'm more curious about the reason why you provided me with help?"

"Because they are no longer human, is this reason enough?"

Duke Charlie turned around, shrugged, raised the teacup in his hand and saluted Ji Lin.

"I simply cannot tolerate this land that has given birth to so many heroes being ruled by the undead."

Even if those undead creatures are entirely human, created by the crystallization of human wisdom.

This seems even more vicious, doesn't it?

Precisely because they are entirely created by humans.

Duke Charles looked up and watched the figure of the Night Raven disappear into the black night sky of New London.