Chapter 203

Orson lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then walked out of the military tent. Finally, among yesterday's prisoners, he found the person who was most different from other cultists.

When Orson approached the opponent, the opponent was still tied to the tree stump. When Orson came over, his face was full of horror.

"Andrew, right?" Orson came to the other party, squatted down and asked.

"No...you, you got the wrong person..." the other party said, quickly shaking his head.

But the nervous look on his face gave him away.

"Oh, that's a pity. I'm only going to let Andrew survive this time. Since you are not Andrew, then goodbye."

With that said, he reached for the sword at his waist.

Seeing this, Andrew looked panicked and said: "Well, I am Andrew, I am Andrew, please put the sword back first, we have something to say..."

"Oh? How can you prove that you are Andrew?"

"Uh...this..." Hearing this, Andrew didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Let's do this." Seeing the other party's anxious look, Orson gave him a step down.

"I'm very interested in your powerful soldiers. Can you tell me how they were trained?"

"I..." Andrew's eyes lit up when he heard this, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and then he started talking.

"I recruited them all. Those soldiers were trained through the secret techniques I taught. The secret techniques I taught can make ordinary people become strong men with fourth-level strength, so this army will be difficult to deal with in your opinion."

"Oh? Then what's going on with your secret technique?"

"If you want to use the secret method, you must first believe in my teaching!" Andrew raised his head and said.

"How about it? If you are also interested in power, why not convert to us? I swear, with my help, you can become the emperor of the empire."

Seeing the opportunity, Andrew even began to turn against the guests and began to instigate Austrian rebellion.

Sen.

"That's not necessary." Orson shook his head. "I don't want to become like a living dead person who only knows how to obey your orders."

"However, I feel like you seemed to be hiding something from me just now, right?" Orson said, looking at Andrew.

"You haven't told me the price of the secret method yet. If you don't tell the truth, I have a person here who is very good at torture. Do you want to try his torture skills?"

"This... this is not necessary..." Andrew laughed, but his trembling legs revealed his current mood.

"I...everything I said is true. If there is a lie...my Lord will immediately send down divine punishment."

"Alas, it seems you are not ready to tell the truth." Orson sighed regretfully, turned around and left.

"That... no, sir, we can still discuss it carefully, don't do this..."

…

"Doctor, have the results of the torture come out?" At night, there was no one around, and Orson was talking to the doctor alone in the woods.

"Yeah." The doctor nodded. "That guy has very weak willpower, and he got all the tricks in a short while. I really don't know how he became the leader of a cult."

"It's normal. Some people just rely on flattery to get to the top. After they get to the top, they leave all the hard work to their subordinates. Once they are used to being pampered, it is easy to develop this kind of character." Orson said this and shook his head. "So, tell me what you found, doctor."

"Well, their so-called secret method can indeed make people stronger, but at the same time it can make them lose their minds and turn into monsters that only listen to their manipulation."

"The conditions for the implementation of the secret method require that the person being controlled is completely unable to resist, and the probability of success is extremely low, only about one-tenth of the success rate."

"What happens if it doesn't work?"

"Brain damage, death."

"..." Orson was silent when he heard this result.

"In other words, the army of about 10,000 people they control has at least 100,000 dead bones buried behind it?"

"Yes." The doctor nodded.

"The reason why the other party was able to do this was obviously with Giovanni's consent. Otherwise, in other areas of the empire, let alone the collective disappearance of 100,000 people, even a hundred people would be enough to attract local attention. ”

"Giovanni..." Orson couldn't help but clenched his fists when he heard the analysis results.

He had never wanted someone to die as much as he did now.

If everything Giovanni had done before was an understandable act out of a desire to satisfy his ambition, everything he did now had crossed the line.

You must know that after the war broke out, the number of citizens in the entire city of Romulus did not exceed 300,000. Coupled with the previous military suppression, the population of Romulus City was directly reduced by nearly half.

The war crimes committed by Giovanni were enough for him to be sentenced to death ten thousand times by the laws of the empire, and he was completely nailed to the pillar of shame.

"Then what did you do with him in the end?"

"I arranged an expedited express for him to go to God's judgment as soon as possible."

"If you do this, I'm afraid the church won't be very satisfied..."

"Anyway, if the sky falls, you will hold it up. I just have to do what I have to do."

"Okay." Orson sighed helplessly.

…

Since hearing the news of Andrew's defeat, Giovanni seemed to have changed. He ordered his troops to return to Romulus City, and then spent the whole day drinking and having fun in the Duke's Mansion, no longer caring about defense. Only a few officers who were still loyal to him took over the military power and began to arrange the city defense.

A few days later, the coalition forces attacked Romulus City. This time, the coalition forces knew about the tragedy in Romulus City, and their morale was greatly boosted. Everyone wanted to rescue the citizens in dire straits in the city. In addition, with the support of humanoid war weapons such as the court magician, Romulus City was forced to enter the street fighting stage after only one day of defense.

"My Lord Duke, the enemy is less than two kilometers away from here. We really can't defend it. Please think of a way!" The officer guarding the city shouted loudly as soon as he entered the Duke's Mansion, but he only saw Giovanni with disheveled hair, sleeping on the sofa.

Next to Giovanni, a black figure appeared.

"The Duke is resting now, return to your post, officer."

"But, but in two hours at most, the enemy will hit here. If we don't think of a solution, the Duke's territory will be destroyed!"

"What nonsense!?" At this time, Giovanni seemed to have heard the key words, and sat up from the sofa and shouted loudly.

"Who said the Duke's territory will be destroyed? Napoli will never be destroyed!" He roared loudly. "Go back to the battlefield and fight! I have raised you for so long, you should repay me with your lives, go back to the battlefield!"

"As you say!" After being scolded by Giovanni, the officer could only lower his head and rush back to the front line in dismay.

"Duke, do you need me to help?" The shadow also spoke at this time.

"You? If you go out, who will be responsible for my safety?"

"But now the front line is short of manpower. If I don't go, they seem to be unable to hold the front line."

"Can you hold the front line if you go? If you really have that ability, the position of the Duke will be given to you."

Giovanni said unhappily, and then burped again.

"Raven, you have followed me since your father's generation. For so many years, I have never asked you for anything. After completing the last task I gave you, you can go wherever you want, okay?"

"Don't you want me to stay with you, Duke?" Raven asked doubtfully.

"No need, you have already intended to leave, I know this."

"Then, Duke, tell me, what is the last task you gave me?"

"Don't worry, Raven, let me ask you, is there anything you cherish most in your life? People or things, it doesn't matter."

"Of course I have." Raven nodded. "But now, what I value most is my own strength."

"That's a good idea. Once a person puts all his thoughts on himself and has no external concerns, he will be invincible."

Giovanni picked up the bottle in front of him and drank another bottle of wine.

"Do you know why I have been targeting the royal family and Antica?"

"Is it... still because of that incident?" Raven asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Giovanni nodded dejectedly.

"I thought you should have forgotten her, Duke."

Raven said this with a hint of regret in his tone.

"How could I forget? That is the regret of my life." Giovanni sighed.

"She was born here, grew up here, and never came back from being driven away until she died in a foreign land. Tell me, how can I not hate them?"

"So, in order to let him experience my pain, Raven, the last task is to help me kill Lit."

"Only when he loses his flesh and blood can he understand what I felt at that time, right?"

Giovanni's eyes revealed a hint of ferocity.

At this moment, he was different from the drunkenness just now, and was extremely sober.

Raven nodded, said nothing more, and walked out of the Duke's Mansion alone.

And Giovanni took out a pocket watch from his arms, looked at the portrait inside, and stared at it for a long time.

"I'm sorry, I disappointed you, Margaret...sister."

After a long time, he murmured.

Chapter 125: Dissipated in the Sky (4K)

"Father, why did you drive Sister Margaret out?"

In the mansion, a young child looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked puzzledly.

"Giovanni, I've said it many times, she's not your sister, she was just a servant I found to take care of you, it would be the same if someone else came, if you say she's your sister again, don't blame me for putting you in solitary confinement!"

The middle-aged man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and then he shouted loudly.

"Now, I'm going to deal with things, Giovanni, get out of my way!"

"But..." The boy mustered up his courage and stopped in front of the middle-aged man. "I need you to give me an explanation, father!"

"Explanation?" The middle-aged man smiled,

"You're not old, but you're not small."

As he said this, Giovanni was greeted with a heavy slap, and he was knocked to the ground.

Giovanni covered his burning face on the right side, endured the pain and stood up, and stood in front of the middle-aged man again.

"Father..."

"...Okay, since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you what happened."

"She is the bastard that your mother had with a man outside before she married me!" the middle-aged man said, looking at his pupils shaking, the shock in his heart could not subside for a long time.

"But... all this is probably only my mother's fault, and it has nothing to do with Sister Margaret..."

"Oh, so what you mean is that I want to feed your mother's lover a child with good food and drink, is that right?

"

"No...that's not what I meant."

"There is nothing more to say, Raven. Send Giovanni to the solitary chamber."

"I see."

Since that day, Giovanni never saw Margaret again. When he saw Margaret again, she was already standing with another man.

And that man was his long-time rival at Imperial College.

Lucius.

At noon that day, Giovanni spotted this familiar figure in a restaurant in Saint Laurent City. Even if he hadn't seen her for eight years, she was still as dazzling and charming as before.

Giovanni walked into the restaurant, came to the two of them, and looked at Margaret blankly.

Lucius looked at Giovanni's eyes, frowned slightly, and said in a not-so-kind tone: "Student Giovanni, what do you want to do here?"

However, when he saw Margaret sitting opposite him showing the same surprised expression, he realized that something seemed wrong.

"You guys know each other?"

"Yes." Margaret nodded, then looked up at Giovanni who was watching her.

"Master Giovanni, long time no see..."

"Young master, you can just call me Giovanni as usual." Giovanni said this, and he rarely showed a smile even though he was usually sarcastic.