Alien Arms Empire

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Hunger, tormenting his stomach, made the man lying on the street corner like a beggar extremely uncomfortable.He struggled to stand up from the ground, his eyes filled with a gloomy light of hatred.

He shouldn't be in such a mess, he shouldn't be like a beggar, looking at the taverns on the bustling streets, decent people drinking fragrant ale.

If it wasn't for that accident, he would have been still in the Vicious Forest, eating and drinking hot food with his accomplices.

But that night, the sound was like a gunshot from the abyss, like a devil's howl, echoing in his ears, and it hasn't seemed to dissipate until now.

It was a horrible sight!His strong companions fell one by one in the sound of gunfire, and a vicious gang of bandits entrenched in the vicious forest was wiped out in an instant.

Vicious Forest is not a paradise, but a hell!Bandits who lost their accomplices would basically become the targets of robbery by other bandit gangs.

Under normal circumstances, the other party would not absorb an unfamiliar thief into their group, doing so would cause a lot of trouble.Therefore, killing is the easiest choice.

He escaped from the vicious forest by chance, but he has not recovered his courage so far, so he can only fall here and become a homeless man.

I want revenge!The man was tormented by hunger and weakness, and some unrealistic fantasies began to emerge in his chaotic mind.

Once again, for the fifth time this month, he raised his head and looked at the gorgeous gate not far away where guards stood.

In the end, the stomach acid rolled in the empty stomach, dispelling the lingering fear in my heart.He staggered and walked towards the magnificent gate.

"Stop! What are you doing?" A guard saw the beggar approaching, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt, and he began to scold from afar.

"Me! I have something, I want, I want to see... Mr. Keith!" The man who looked like a beggar said angrily.

"Hahaha!" The guard laughed loudly, and looked back at his companion on the other side: "Did you hear that, he said that he wanted to see Mr. Keith! Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!" Another guard also laughed, because they didn't think that a beggar had any qualifications to meet the head of the Cyric chaebol in the Kingdom of Wright.

"I, I saw with my own eyes that someone used a musket! A terrible musket that can be fired five times in a row!" the beggar shouted excitedly, staring at the guard: "If you delay Mr. Guise's serious business, You may die miserably!"

"Are you crazy?" The guard frowned, not believing that there was a musket that could fire five times in a row in this world.

The guard standing aside also looked dismissive. He felt that the Cyric flintlock he was carrying was the best musket in the world.

However, at this moment, a passing man heard the beggar's cry, he was going to go straight in, but now he stopped.

He looked at the beggar, and looked up and down this tattered man who looked in a mess.For some reason, he always felt that this man's words were worth trusting.

Completely different from those beggars who came to cheat for food and drink, this man didn't seem to be looking for death - his eyes were full of desire for life, completely different from those beggars who were completely desperate.

Therefore, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he opened his mouth like this, and told the two guards who were about to drive people away: "Bring him in! Watch him, don't let him intrude! I will talk to Mr. Guise Let's see if he has time..."

"Yes! My lord!" Naturally, the two guards knew that the man in front of them was their immediate superior, so they quickly raised their chins and replied.

"Give him something to eat." The man ordered without looking back, walked into the gate, walked through the courtyard, and walked towards the magnificent building.

"As soon as the farming festival is over, when the ice and snow start to melt, we can launch an attack...just in time, disrupting the farming plan of North Ridge." A man sat on the seat, facing the well-proportioned, blond man sitting on the first seat. Guaranteed.

"I can guarantee the share of the Kingdom of Susas, but you'd better be careful...all the mines in Northridge, as well as Wolf City, are ours." contract, he said.

"Don't worry, my lord! As the representative of Susas, His Majesty the King has authorized me to restrain all front-line troops... All properties of the Cyric Consortium will be best protected." The man immediately promised: " We just want the land and population of Northridge, that's all."

"Since you can guarantee this, our cooperation will become very pleasant!" The middle-aged man finally raised his head, glanced at each other, and gave each other a friendly smile: "Stay here and drink together in the evening How about a cup?"

"It's a great honor, Lord Gies." The special envoy from the Kingdom of Susas hurriedly stood up, expressing his gratitude.

After the special envoy from the Kingdom of Sussus left the room, Gies, the regional leader of the Cyric Consortium, stood up, did a few chest-expanding exercises, walked to the wine cabinet, and grabbed a bottle carved with Patterned glass wine bottle.

He pulled out the cork on the top, poured the fine wine inside into a glass with the same intricate pattern, and said while pouring, "How is it going in North Ridge?"

The man who walked in stood in the middle of the room, bowing his head slightly to Gies: "My lord, North Ridge only delayed the kingdom's taxation, and there were no other obvious actions."

Without waiting for Geese to speak, he continued to add: "Fischero is still the same, as stubborn as a bull. He is unwilling to recruit more troops, and the Northridge Legion still maintains a size of around 1500 people."

"If he hadn't been so reckless, he wouldn't be in the situation he is today." Gith snorted disdainfully, and said, "Only his territory is unwilling to cooperate with us, so he is doomed to be ruled by the times." submerged."

"I just think it's a pity that he is a good man." The man under Gies said with emotion.

"There are only two kinds of people in this world! One is our friend, and the other is our enemy! Killing an enemy requires no mercy." Geese touched the tip of his nose and said disdainfully.

There are too many good people in this world, but good people may not have any rewards.It is not the good word that determines the death of a good person.

"Is there anything else? If not, go and order someone to prepare a dinner. I want to invite friends from Susas to taste the special dishes of the Wright Kingdom." Seeing that his subordinates did not speak, Gies was about to take a nap.

"My lord, just now my subordinate was at the door and saw a...a person who wanted to see you. His words were very important to my subordinates, so I asked someone to take him outside." Hearing that his immediate superior was about to take a nap , the subordinate bowed his head and said with some trepidation.

Sure enough, when his subordinates said that, Keith frowned.He put down the empty wine glass in his hand, looked at the other party, and asked impatiently: "Are you stupid? Anyone can see me, can anyone waste my time? If you want to see me I have to meet people, so I don't even need to sleep."

"My lord, that person said that he saw a new type of weapon." Hearing the displeasure of his immediate superior, this subordinate immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"Ha, every day, there will be some lunatics who make a living by this, take their so-called inventions, and come to Cyric King City...that is, here! Line up here, and present their treasures to our reviewers." Ji Si squeezed the wine glass, looked at his subordinates, and said coldly.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for the other party to explain, he opened his mouth again and shouted proudly: "The result? The result is that Cyric's flintlock is still perfect! It is still invulnerable, and those inventions that claim to subvert the concept of weapons, It's all been proven, it's just rubbish. Remember Matthews? I gave him enough credit, but he? Isn't it a failure?"

"However, the guy at the door just now spoke convincingly, insisting that he saw a new weapon... The subordinates were afraid that he would talk nonsense, so they asked him to wait outside the door." Some guilty, Guise's The subordinate explained for himself.

Keith was silent for a few seconds, and decided to give face to his most capable subordinate, and said: "Okay, since it was recommended by you, let him come in."

"Yes, my lord!" Sure enough, after hearing Gith's order, the subordinate's face changed into brilliance again.

Soon, the vicious forest escapee dressed like a beggar was brought to the parlor with thick carpets.

He swore that this was definitely the first time in his life that he had seen such a magnificent and oppressive place.He knelt on the ground carefully, worried that he would dirty the place and offend the nobleman in front of him.

Even after eating something and recovering some vitality, he even stuttered a little: "Big... big... my lord!"

Gith poured himself another glass of wine because he was bored, and asked with interest in a long voice, "You... said... saw a brand new weapon with your own eyes?"

The fugitive immediately prostrated himself on the ground, and replied in a trembling voice, "Yes, yes, my lord..."

"Don't be nervous... I don't know how to eat people, right?" Keith shook his wine glass slightly and smiled.

The fugitive prostrated on the ground lowered his head and replied more humbly: "Yes, my lord."

(End of this chapter)