Use foreign lands to conquer the whole of Europe

Chapter 27 27: Everyone's Choice
Sensing the rising momentum in the room, Anji sighed silently.

This strong "Uncle Berg" is obviously not as simple as his appearance.His control of people's hearts is very good, and he is careful at every step. He only proposed cooperation two weeks after moving here, so he must have sufficient confidence.

He even built this log cabin for this purpose as his base of operations in Ande Coffey Village.

The status quo is very clear. This spy from the Comoran Territory, sent by the "good lord next door" Grabac Stavov, is obviously also a fearless person.

Although she was very curious about how this person managed to sneak into Glosk, but she didn't know enough about this world to speculate.

If the villagers of Ande Kofi Village agreed here, the enemy she would face would not only be the ghost in front of her, but the entire village.

With only the three of them, it was really troublesome, and they even had to think about the possibility of taking refuge in good neighbors like these villagers.

After all, she's not a big fan of Slade, she's just doing it for a living.

Anji's eyes turned back to the village chief.

Havok obviously still had concerns, even though several people around him kept casting fiery gazes at him, they didn't agree hastily because of this.

At this moment, he who bears the fate of everyone is lamenting his insignificance in his heart.

Years endowed Havok with insight and wisdom far beyond ordinary people, but failed to give him the corresponding courage and strong body.

Even though he is gray-haired, his enemy is still young and powerful, even stronger than before.

This is Glosk, not Comoran.How could the lord next door save the lives of their whole village from the hands of inhuman monsters?I'm afraid it's just treating them as disposable pawns.

But again, Slade never saw them as human beings.

Havok's eldest son and his wife were taken away one after another in the apologetic year when they couldn't pay their taxes, and their lives were uncertain.

That's why Havok loves this young second son so much. Even if he is reckless and impulsive and lacks thinking, he is still his close relative, and he is the only spiritual support for him in this age when he eats his last meal and never stops.

It was only because of his personal relationship that Locke was able to participate in such a crucial meeting that determined the fate of the whole village.

But even so, the old village chief, who is highly respected in the village, couldn't give his son a warm enough home. It's not even known whether the hole can be repaired before winter.

Especially those three knights were eating and drinking here, making the already poor Locke family even worse.

As the head of Ande Kofi Village, he couldn't allow him to harm other residents, so he could only swallow his anger and blood in his stomach.

Anji didn't know what the village chief was thinking, he could only see his complexion rapidly switching between cloudy and sunny, his back was faintly cold, and his nose was itchy and wanted to sneeze...

The old man lowered his eyes slightly to prevent others from peeking into his heart, but he couldn't stop the fire of revenge that ignited in his chest.

"Berg, how do you ensure that the villagers of Ande Kofi Village can have a bright future and not fall into another abyss?"

"It's very simple." Seeing that the stubborn old man finally let go, Berg's face remained calm, but his tone involuntarily quickened, "The village of Endercorfe is the nearest village to Comorra. Lord Grabac The knights are already waiting in the forest three kilometers away."

"As long as you openly express your support for Commora, our troops will immediately attack and build a barrier belonging to the Commora Territory in Ande Kofi Village. And you will be protected by Lord Grabac and become the leader of Comora. The new inhabitants of Morrah!"

The people present were all shaken, as if they could see that they had been separated for 50 years, and now only the plain and happy life left in the legend.

The well-informed Havok couldn't help being shaken—even during the time when Slade usurped the throne, Glosk's barrier had never changed, so they had to live here.

If the outside world is not a foreign land full of curses, even if this is their beloved hometown, they will escape from this place in pain, just so that they don’t have to endure the pain of being separated from their flesh and blood, and they don’t have to work day and night, but they still can’t eat a full meal rice life.

"Can you really destroy Slade... Glosk's barrier? But once the barrier is broken, the curse from the outside world will swallow this place in an instant. How will you protect us from the curse?"

"That's nothing to worry about. And... we never said we were going to break Slade's barrier."

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Berg sneered, "We have the 'Reverse Knight'."

Just as Angie listened carefully with breathless concentration, Berg suddenly fell silent.

No matter how Havok and those villagers questioned, even tempted him with cooperation, he refused to reveal any more information, and even drove them away on the grounds that it was getting late.

It seems that the "Reversal Knight" is an important secret of the Comoran Territory, and his status is much higher than that of Berg. Even saying this name is already out of bounds.

The farce below hastily ended.

But tonight's windfall was enough to make Anji smile.

She now stands at a fork in her life:
Did he choose to report this matter to Slade in exchange for a high status in Glosk?

Or do you want to join them and get rid of Slade forever and join "Grabac, the good lord next door"?

No matter which way she chooses, what awaits her is a huge bloody storm.

As for retiring to the mountains and forests, away from power struggles, she never thought about it.It's not in her character to eat and wait to die. Since she was lucky enough to come to this world, how could she not leave some traces?

And only those who take the initiative to step into the conflict can win a place in the torrent of the times.

Might as well just happen to find a way home?
Thinking of this, she felt more and more comfortable.Since coming to this world, she has never experienced this feeling of choosing her own destiny, and the thoughts in her mind have become clearer.

When Berg boasted about his lord in the house, the focus was on his "kindness and noble character", and he didn't mention strength at all.

Obviously, Grabac is not as good as Slade in hard power.

When hugging the thigh, it is natural to choose the hardest hug.

Slade's terrifying image in folklore is actually exaggerated.

The lord, although eccentric, was extremely gentle in his dealings with those close to him.

Such as Barton and Jessile.

It just so happens that she has a lot of friendship with these people, rounding up, can it be regarded as a nepotism?
The cool night wind blew through her hair.

Under the extremely dim moonlight, the girl standing alone on the roof whispered to the sword hilt in her hand that was glowing with a strange red light in an extremely soft voice:

"Eriah, get up and work."

……

After everyone left, Berg changed from his previous impassioned appearance, showing a tired look.

This kind of socializing to win people's hearts consumes a lot of energy, but fortunately, the effect is good, and the rest is just waiting patiently.

But the three knights in the village are always a variable.Now that Slade is recruiting troops and busy dealing with the strange land of Glan Village, getting rid of those three people is the first choice.

Because he recognized that the one who was seriously injured and unconscious was none other than the deputy head of the Slade Knights, Barton.

Glosk and Comoran Land often had conflicts, but he knew all the knights who had been on the battlefield.

If he can take the opportunity to solve this hidden danger, Lord Grabac will definitely give him a generous reward, and may even give him a small piece of territory!
Although the young brown-haired knight still retains his combat power, he is not to be feared.

Although fearless people have strengths far superior to ordinary people, it takes time to cultivate them.This person is new, he must be a newcomer, and he is young, so he is naturally not very strong.

As for the female knight who looked younger, Berg didn't pay much attention to it.The "apprentice knight certificate" hanging on his waist could not escape his eyes. With such a small body, his leg was still injured, and he walked with a limp, it was not bad that he was not beaten to death by the villagers.

Have to find a time to send them "on the road" together.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Hello... are you Mr. Berger?"

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