Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2584 is the winner of the king's riding thirty-nine

after an hour.

"Call. Exhausted." Bettiville gasped on the bench and took a photo of Coke to moisten his already dry throat.

"There are only twelve people who can save in one hundred and fifty people." The dark elf boy, Desmond, who was watching this long interrogation, was slightly ironic but not polite. Laughing: "Sure enough, the artificial people are mostly evil guys, this is their essence."

"But there are still innocent man-made people saved, this is a good thing, isn't it?" Bettiville smiled.

Desmond suddenly stopped, and after half a second he only turned his face away and replied without being seen by Bedieville: "Maybe. It took a lot of effort to get away from it." More than one hundred and fifty people rescued ten [innocent] ordinary people, and they did not seem to thank you. I don't know if this is worth it."

The look that was left on the face was probably contemptuous, otherwise he wouldn’t say that Betwell was the same.

"I didn't do it to make people thank you," said Bediwell.

"So what do you think you are? The messenger of justice?" Desmond continued to ask.

"No. I am only trying to save as many innocent people as I can within my power." Biddivil smiled bitterly: "It is far from being a justice messenger."

So Desmond fell into silence again.

"Well, since the things on your side have also been resolved, I think I have to go too - to talk to the elders of the Brotherhood about cooperation." Di grinned more mysteriously. He has been here since the beginning of his life, and occasionally has helped Bettiville to provide some information related to man-made people, so that the "interrogation" can proceed more smoothly. But he hardly commented on the practice of Bediville. He did not agree with this "Mother of the Virgin" behavior, nor did he express his disdain.

"So, please follow us." Di is next to two guards of the Melson Brotherhood. They probably received orders from the elders. They were supposed to take Dickens, but Di has been providing intelligence around Bediville. The two guards are also very interested in standing still. Neither interrupted the trial of Biddeville nor did it hinder Dickens’ actions.

"Of course, there are two people who lead the way." Di went with the two guards in an unusual match.

"It's also hard for you," Betdiville used to talk to Desmond at this time, handing the dark elf boy a bottle of unopened photon cola: "Thank you for helping me once. Are you free to eat?" ... well, what do the elves like to eat? Vegetarian food? Probably only eat fine, high-quality and light food?"

"This kind of thing doesn't require you to work hard." Desmond refused, but he took the cola that Biddyville handed over: "I just want to help you with the father's request. And you will help the brothers this time." A big crisis, strictly speaking, it should be that the Brotherhood would thank you. It is not reasonable to ask you to invite me to dinner."

"The matter of the Brotherhood is a matter of the Brotherhood. I just want to ask [you] to eat in the name of an individual. Isn't that okay? Is your idea so rigid?" Bedieville was so boring.

Desmond Hassan did not answer, but stared at the iron fence of the interrogation room, as if on the other side of the iron fence there was another man who needed to be interrogated waiting for him to tell if there was a lie.

"...It used to be the case," he said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"The Melson Brotherhood was originally an interesting place. Here, people get together, do all kinds of academic exchanges, make interesting thoughts, and the idea of ​​being ridiculous, even sounds stupid and ridiculous. Then everyone not only sneered at these ideas. Instead, they carefully accepted them one by one, trying to make these ideas work. No matter how absurd, stupid and ridiculous, as long as they are accepted, trimmed, and refined, they will eventually become useful and meaningful. The Brotherhood is growing up by this. The spirit of the Brotherhood is freedom, sharing, and acceptance."

He says.

"But it is different now. Is the times changed, or is the human heart changed? Just because the artificial people are mixed in the fraternity, people's ideas begin to disagree, and even want to use **** and violent means to [clean up] the organization. [The heresy]. This is not the fraternity I know."

"You are like you have been monitoring the development of the Melson Brotherhood since a long time ago..." Bettiville frowned and whispered.

"God knows. Maybe I am?" Desmond looked at the werewolf youth with a mysterious, smile-like expression. This dark elf boy does not seem to be too old, even if the elves have an incredibly long life, it is reasonable to say that he can not always maintain the status of this juvenile, and he should have become an adult. What's more, the Melson Brotherhood is an ancient organization that was founded thousands of years ago. It was impossible for Desmond to watch the development of the Brotherhood from that time on.

Is this guy just swearing?

auzw.com "I am very happy that the matter is finally over." The Dark Elf Junior said: "Exclude all cadres and above artificial people from the Brotherhood, at least for the Brotherhood. The internal turmoil has temporarily subsided, allowing people to feel at ease."

"But the fraternity is a huge organization. Those low-level workers may also be artificial people. It is the spies that the college sent in to destroy." Bettiville said: "I want to completely [clean up] the entire fraternity, almost impossible things."

"That only means a stricter review mechanism and a promotion mechanism. The elders will always come up with a solution." Desmond took a photo of Coke and smiled lightly: "But now there should be no me." Well, we will have a period later, Mr. Bedieville."

"... Of course. Nice to meet you, Mr. Desmond." Biddeville extended a hand and wanted to shake hands with each other. "You are a funny person. I really hope that it is not in such a hurry. I know you in the situation and can get along with you for a long time."

"Reassured," the Dark Elf Junior and Bedieville shook hands: "Maybe we will meet again soon."

Bedyville did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

"...So, are they all finished?" When leaving the Brotherhood Base, the detective of the railway was waiting for Bediville at the base of the base: "I heard that there are a large number of man-made people to be executed. There is almost no How many are innocent?"

"But there are still a few innocent man-made people, the man-made people who rescued the railway from the college that year. It has nothing to do with this incident. It is not bad to save it." Bettiville replied: "First put these The person was held for a few days and then sent to the protected area I was talking about. This matter has come to an end."

"Oh."

"Oh?" Betteville expressed doubts about the other person's unclear attitude: "That's it, no feelings?"

"Why do you have feelings?" Di even replied, "The man-made people rescued by the railway have nothing to do with the railway. They are in a state of letting them go their own way. Why do you think that you saved these man-made people, railway? Should you thank you?"

"... indeed." Bettiville shrugged. "You are not a charity. You probably think that my [Mother] behavior is ridiculous."

"No," Di said, "Your thoughts are very high, Mr. Bedieville. You are right. You should try to save innocent people within the limits of your ability. Whether it is artificial people or ordinary humans, they actually There is not much difference, they are equal."

"Does this sentence represent your own thoughts, or does it represent the position of the railway?" The Werewolf youth tempted to ask.

"I thought it was my own thoughts." Di even closed his eyes with one eye. His confusing expression could not completely cover up even the almost opaque sunglasses he wore: "I will give you a chance." Advice, Mr. Bedieville. Probably, on your future path, you will meet a variety of organizations with different positions. And believe me, give them a chance, these organizations will definitely be in front of you. Ghosts pull countless ways to preach the correctness of their actions. Don't be fooled by their superficial rhetoric.

Please use your own eyes to see who they are and what kind of organization. See what they have done, what they are doing, what kind of world you want to build for them, and how you will reward you.

[Real] has always been intended to be unspeakable. [Real] Once it is said to be exported, it becomes a little different from the original reality. Please see with your own eyes the [real] you should see, not the ones that others tell you, induce you, deliberately let you see [real] ------ what I expected, nothing more. "

The werewolf youth blinked.

"Oh yes, let's report it." Di said again: "The elders of the Brotherhood promised to join forces with the railway. I think this should be good news. But the Melson Brotherhood has never been a large combat organization. They can get the fighting power, including the guards that the elders personally cultivated, and the mercenaries hired by high-employment, about 500 people. The human resources that our railway organization can draw are comparable to this. Reluctantly, you can get together a thousand-strong army. Even with the knowledge of the Brotherhood, the technology of the railway, and the elite of these thousands, I think it is still not enough to kill the college."

"So... do you have any good ideas?"

"Go and find the rebel army." Di said, lowering his voice.

"The Rebels are... the rebel army now against the Egyptian government?"

"Yes." The bald head smiled indifferently: "If you can unite the power of the rebel army, you might be able to rely on their human resources to give the college a heavy blow."

"But how can I contact this rebel army..."

"Your friend [Silver Wings] should have a clue." Di said: "He originally had a "cooperative relationship" with the Rebels."

Paramitis... Bettiville frowned. The leopard warrior was sick and dressed in a costume and doing things all over the place. Biddiville even knew it recently. This time, the joint venture with the railway is actually the line that Paramitis is responsible for. The ghost knows how wide the network is this guy?