Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

Memphis, the dock, and the scars of the war have not been completely wiped out. It is still depressed here, with a stench that can never go away.

The golden sun fell and the breeze was blowing, bringing a trace of chill, and the pier that should have been deserted became lively this day.

The city guard cleared the road, blocked the surrounding area, sat in a wheelchair, and was pushed. The colonial governor of the New World of the Kingdom of Surtilt, the governor of Memphis, the court count, and Asim Bensien came here today. It was the day when he stepped down as the colonial governor, left the New World, and returned to the Old World.

"What a spectacular view."

Waved his hand, motioned the servant to stop, and looking at the beautiful scenery on the coastline, Asim let out a sigh, praised and lonely.

White ice crystals cast high walls, spreading along the coastline, glowing with golden light in the sun. At first glance, it seems that you can’t see the end, while inside the crystal clear ice wall are fishes with hideous faces and different shapes. people.

The Wall of the Confessors, Kuzan's miraculous landscape cast by the frozen corpses of tens of thousands of murlocs. This wall was inscribed by him with a ritual witch formation. The white ice crystals remain indestructible throughout the year. This is not only an external shock, but also a deterrent. Kind of internal warning.

"Count, did you really just give up like that?"

Wearing a straight military uniform, at this moment, Brigadier General Mosell, who had been with Asim, couldn't help but speak.

Upon hearing this, Asim's old face showed a smile.

"Do I still have the right not to give up? The overall situation has been decided. Maybe it won't be long before our Baron Sean will have a different title, such as the Earl of Monfitos?"

Retracting his gaze, leaning back in the chair, Asim did not look at Brigadier General Mossel next to him.

The sun is shining and the legs are covered with blankets. Although the hair is still meticulously taken care of, it is difficult to hide the grayness. Although the pupils are still golden, they are dim and lacking the previous look. At this moment, Ah There was an unspeakable loneliness in Sim's body.

Although Asim saved his life from the six-armed Ganaliana with the protective symbol presented by Amir, his body still suffered irreversible damage. Now he is not only completely paralyzed in his lower body, but also from the extraordinary ranks. Tier 4 fell and became an ordinary person without the power to bind a chicken.

"Earl, although your injury is troublesome, the Storm Church or even the Dawn Church may not be unable to do so, as long as we pay some price..."

"Mosser, don't you understand? The relationship between the kingdom and the Church of Storms has reached a freezing point. Otherwise, this time the Murlocs attack the city, the Church of Storms will not stand firm, and never intervene. As for the Church of Dawn Now, they don’t have the energy to pay attention to the affairs of the New World. Their strength in the New World is limited. Both are unreliable."

Before Mosser finished speaking, Asim interrupted him. Although his body was abolished, Asim's eyes were still bright, and he was insightful about the current situation of Monfitos.

Hearing this, Mosser spoke several times, but in the end he couldn't say anything. Although he didn't see Asim clearly about these things, he didn't necessarily understand it in his heart, just a little unwilling.

"Don't worry, Sean is not a narrow-minded person. I have spoken to him before. He is not ready for a major exchange of Monfitos. As long as you perform your duties with all your heart, you will still belong to the city guard. The person in charge, of course, if you are really not used to it, you can also run it and try to be transferred back to the mainland."

Turning his head, glanced at Mosser, Asim talked about his arrangements for him, which is the only thing he can do for him now.

Hearing this, Mosser was silent.

It was at this time that another voice sounded.

"Sorry, count, I'm late."

Striding Meteor, wearing a kingdom navy uniform, combing his head, and meticulous care, Commodore Neo Rommel came over.

"You can still come to see me off, I'm already very happy."

Looking at Neo Rommel, there was a smile on Asim's face. This is not a polite but his truth. Today is the day when he retires and returns to China, except for Moser who has been following him. Besides, Rommel was the only one who came to see him off.

Neo Rommel was of civilian origin, older than him or Mosell, and was approaching fifty years old. He was awarded the title of honorary baronial by the kingdom for his outstanding military exploits and was awarded the title of brigadier admiral. He was also a member of the Royal Navy. The rising star, unfortunately, later offended people, was transferred from the main fleet of the Kingdom's Navy, arranged or dispatched to the New World.

Since then, Rommel’s rules of conduct have changed drastically, and people have become slick, and most of the time they have passed away. Today, Asim saw a rare aura in Rommel, as if the new naval star of the year was again came back.

Hearing this, Rommel didn't speak, looking at Asim in the wheelchair, his expression was a bit complicated.

Although he was born in the royal family, Asim’s style is different from that of many veteran aristocrats, and his methods are quite old. During the period when he was in charge of Memphis, the inside of Memphis was relatively stable. A delicate balance can be maintained. As for Asim, Rommel himself still admires him. At least everyone in Memphitos can lead a stable life.

"Well, I should go now."

With a smile on his face, he waved at Mosser and Rommel, and under the impetus of his servant, Asim boarded the ship returning to the mainland.

The whistle sounded long, and a group of frigate birds was stunned, and the ship gradually moved away from the dock.

"Will I come back?"

On the deck, looking at Memphis in the sun, Asim was a little stunned. He came here on a major royal mission and wanted to open up territory for the kingdom, but now he had to leave sadly, far away from what he originally planned to do. I have to say that this is a kind of sorrow where I have struggled for a lifetime.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have taken this amulet from Amir."

Spreading out his palm, looking at the dim jade fragments in his palm, Asim's expression is particularly complicated. Without this amulet, he would be dead now, but sometimes death in battle may be a good choice. .

Phew, the sea breeze is blowing, and the cloak behind is hunting~www.readwn.com~ Rommel and Mosser are standing side by side, watching Asim's ship go away.

In the disaster of murlocs, those in power in Memphis suffered heavy losses unexpectedly. Several principals on the administrative side were brutally killed by murlocs. None of them were spared. Instead, they fought the murlocs on the front line. Although the military officials of Japan suffered heavy losses, the two principals survived.

"It seems that after the betrayal, you have a very good life."

The ship walked away, only a vague shadow was left, Mosser spoke, and there was a trace of undisguised sarcasm in his words.

"Betrayal? I have never been with you."

Ignoring Mosser's sarcasm, he tidied up his military uniform that had been chaotic by the wind, and Rommel turned and left.

On the dock, watching Rommel's back left, Mosser's expression was a bit complicated. Just now, he felt a strong breath in Rommel's body. Mosser knew exactly what it meant.

As the brigadier general of the kingdom, before, Mosser and Rommel were both third-order extraordinary, but Mosser firmly believes that he will surpass Rommel sooner or later, because he is not only younger than Rommel, but also has family support behind him. But now It seems that the result has been reversed.

"Tier 4, is this the price Greenfield City offers for you?"

When the sun fell, Mosser stood there for a long time without leaving. The shadow stretched on the ground for a long time. He knew that from today onwards, the innocence of Memphis had changed. Although there is no name for the time being, the green It is hard to change the fact that the Yecheng side is in power, because the man sitting in Memphis at this moment is a sixth-order title, and such an existence is no different from a true **** in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the transcendental era, when an individual's strength reaches a certain level, all power will wither, and punch is power.