Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 79 Choice
After quickly destroying the long-distance communicator in his hand, Karl officially started his plan-wait and see what happens.

Yes, he didn't intend to make a move in this situation.

As for the reason, for this group of "scumbags", he didn't want to use any recovery wind.

This will expose Karl's trump card. After all, there are chaos believers everywhere here who can't "fool the eyeliner of the four gods". It is very likely that you will accidentally bury yourself in the "field magic" like Wind of Recovery.

And the wind of recovery can only cover 2000 people at a time, so 6000PDF plus 2000 villagers is 4000 points of power of hope.

Including the war singers who may be attracted by "Area Magic" many times, that's 5000 points of power of hope.

Carl, whose family fortune is only a little over 6000 points, said that being poor is a disease.

He doesn't want to spend more money on small things that can be solved with 1000 points of violent power.

After all, this is just "an incidental task arranged by the emperor", and Karl has not forgotten that he is here to pass the trial of the four gods.

(I don't know which "great god" to meet this time.)
After silently reinstalling the communicator whose core function had been destroyed, Karl carefully turned on the indicator light on it physically again.

After everything was ready, he picked up a telescope and looked towards the square.

And in the square, the gendarmes who passed by just now were pulling the collar of a white-haired old man, as if they were questioning the whereabouts of the witch.

Because the distance is too far, and the magnification of the telescope in Carl's hand is too low, he can't understand the content of the conversation between the two parties by looking at the mouth.

But this is not a big problem, after all, the gendarmes soon told Karl why they were called gendarmes.

Seeing that the old man refused to cooperate, the military police also knew that the old man was a stone in the latrine, which was smelly and hard.

Dealing with this kind of stone is exactly what the military police are best at.

Under the sign of the chief, one of the military policemen dragged a row of villagers from the crowd and pressed them in front of the old man.

"boom"

Before the old man could speak, the gendarme put a villager to the ground first.

However, just when the military police were about to fire a second shot, a healing song suddenly sounded in the crowd.

With the sound of singing, the villagers who fell on the ground before gradually recovered their steady breathing.

Looking at the unkempt "boy" who took the initiative to stand up, the officer smiled.

It's that easy. After all, these witches who haven't turned to Plar until now are relatively "kind" in a sense.

And "kindness" does not seem to be a "survival advantage" in this environment.

The officer waved his hand, and several gendarmes immediately stepped forward to put handcuffs on this excellent witch in disguise.

As soon as Karl got into the car, the officer walked to the troop carrier with the witch on his back.

"Why did you sit on it? Don't you know that the newcomer is responsible for escorting the experimental materials?"

After speaking, the officer brought Karl to a special transport vehicle similar to a prison vehicle.

With a "bad smile" from the officer, Karl, who was unarmed, was locked up with the witch.

Of course, Karl also knew that the reason why the officer did this was to give Karl some courage.

After all, being locked up with "high-risk materials" is not a good job.

But this time, it seemed that the witch who was sitting paralyzed opposite Karl had no intention of resisting.

Feeling the car start gradually, Karl knew that his plan was half successful.

But it may be some time before he actually does it.

Seeing the gradually solidified atmosphere in the carriage, Karl took the initiative to open up the topic.

"What's your name?"

(The witch did not answer.)
"No, let's chat, maybe I'll let you go if I'm in a good mood?"

(Get a cold stare.)
Touching the back of his head in embarrassment, Karl felt that he was idle anyway, so he should first vaccinate the "protection target requested by the emperor" in front of him.

After all, his next plan is still a bit exciting.

Clearing his throat, Karl moved from a corner of the carriage to the opposite side of the witch.

"Well, let me tell you a story. When it's finished, if you think it sounds good, tell me your name, will you make a deal?"

Obviously, the witch doesn't want to talk to Karl.

But at the same time, the witch has no "physical means" to reject Carl's story.

==== Carl talking to himself time ====
Since you're being hunted by Praal, I'll assume you're a follower of the Emperor.

And the Emperor you believe in suddenly sent a certain super soldier for some reason.

As for this soldier, when he saw the situation just now, he immediately jumped up.

Let's assume for the time being that this warrior is so strong that the entire besieged village is no match for him.

But what about after this super soldier wiped out the enemy in front of him?
As long as Praal is not stupid, these villagers will eventually die under the revenge of the war singer.

Of course, as you can see, that's not happening right now.

In fact, the super soldier who came to save you is smarter.

His idea was to wait for the convoy to stay away from the village before attacking the convoy alone.

In this way, the object of Prahl's revenge has changed.

Becoming a super soldier he'll never catch.

Well, can I change your name to this story I told?

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After the lecture, Carl waited expectantly for the witch to report herself.

But Karl still underestimated the vigilance of the Witch.

In other words, the story Karl told was so magical that he was regarded as a fool by the witch.

Seeing that the witch didn't want to talk to him at all, Karl, who was making fun of himself, had to find a corner and lean down.

Playing with the communicator on his hand, Karl began to collect more information.

At this moment, his location is exactly in the eastern hemisphere of Isstvan III.

Here and the Western Hemisphere, where the capital of Isstvan III is located, are exactly on the two sides.

Fortunately, not far from here is the second largest city on Istvan III - String City.

Unlike the hives on Frank III, Isstvan III is still in the early stages of planetary development.

Therefore, these cities, in a sense, are not much different from the cities that used to be on Earth.

Of course, if there were no such incidents later, Karl believed that Estefan No. [-] would eventually become Frank No. [-].

But these are later stories.

Thinking of this, the convoy has already left the village a long way away.

Looking at another town approaching on the map, Karl knew it was time to act.

He got up abruptly, and with a snap of his hand, the thick outer wall of the prison cart was torn apart.

In an instant, the alarm bell rang in the car.

Feeling the cold wind whistling through the opening of the carriage, Carl actually felt a bit of inexplicable excitement.

"A world in which good people cannot live is both ironic and true."

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(End of this chapter)