A strange world

Chapter 991 Section 222. The fourth kind of war

Several horses carrying Alexander and his companions galloped out of Siwen City and rushed to Herrit's manor.

"Boss, look, they are the only ones following us!"

They dismounted and found that they were followed by only a few swans.

"It's too early to be happy, no one can help us!"

Alexander calmly sheathed his sword: "I understand, they will help whoever wins."

In addition to watching the lively group performances from a distance, the freshmen who had followed Annan for half a month began to think in unison.

"I understand... No wonder you chose to take this magical image at this time." Henry looked at Annan with admiration in his eyes.

"The people are a mass of loose sand, they will only stand on the side of winning..."

But there were some deviations in his ideas...

Annan took Henry away from the crowd and corrected: "Then why don't you understand who they are helping to win?"

"Whoever you help wins...?"

"Yes, this world is controlled by nobles and professionals, and farmers can only be farmers for a lifetime, but when they wake up, whether they are resisting or not cooperating, without farmers, who will they slave?"

"Tranquil water can carry ships, but when huge waves are set off, no matter how big the ship is, it can only capsize."

Henry felt an emotion that he had never experienced in the previous twenty years, and it deeply shocked his soul.

"I don't want to learn magic imaging anymore, Lord Annan!"

"What?"

"I want to join the Blade of Freedom and awaken more civilians!"

Annan didn't expect that he would deceive Henry with just a few words: "That's not to say... if the magic image is well done, it will not be less than the contribution of the Freedom Blade."

"But I want the civilians to know the truth..."

"That's what I said."

Henry looked confused.

Annan said: "Don't understand?"

"I don't understand."

"It's easy to understand why you like Liberty City."

"Because of the magical image——"

Henry suddenly woke up and understood.

Facing Henry, who showed potential and talent, Annan did not hide his secrets and continued: "I divide wars into four types. The first type is a simple war that lasts for tens of thousands of years on this continent. You kill me with a sword. Relatives, I will beat your relatives to death with my fists; the second type is economic war. This kind of war will only bleed in invisible places. People in this world are still groping, but sooner or later they will learn it, and you will also be in the academy in the future. Learned; The third type is holy war, in which humans gain power from gods and open up territories for gods, which is actually very similar to the relationship between kings and knights. "

"And the fourth is the culture war invented by magical images, newspapers, and everything in the future."

"Culture war?"

Annan stopped and looked at the crew not far away, who were preparing for the next scene.

"Well, they're poison packaged as good. When we can get them to think the way we want them to, sooner or later we can get them to do the things we want them to do."

"What's really scary is that this poison is not harmful, but it has strong addictive properties. Even if there are smart people who see it and point it out, they will only be besieged by the ignorant."

Henry pursed his lips, seeing the cruelty of this world for the first time: "It's really scary..."

"Yes, so if this kind of power is obtained by evil forces, it will only bring disaster."

Think about it, when a succubus who takes pleasure in playing with life is suddenly praised by everyone, telling her beauty and temptation, covering up her ferocity, who would think that the succubus is scary?

"Thank you for telling me this, I, I..." Henry was speechless.

"You will know sooner or later." Annan smiled casually and said to Henry, who had his head lowered. "After all, you are the future of Liberty City."

Henry raised his head suddenly, with tears of gratitude in his eyes: "You...you can't do stupid things!"

"Why do you do something stupid?"

Annan gave him a strange look: "I'm just saying that my power is limited after all, so I can only be a guide and a foundation. It's up to you to really make Liberty City grow into a Tower of Babel."

…

"Did he really say that?"

The incredulous military minister raised his head and asked his cronies.

"Well, he also said..."

"say what?"

"If you don't want the report letter to be sent to the House of Representatives, just bow to him and admit your mistake."

The military minister who heard this breathed a sigh of relief: "Then let him deliver it."

"oh……"

He stopped his henchman who was turning around again: "No, apologize to him. Prepare a heavy gift and send it over, and make sure that others see it."

"What if he doesn't accept it?"

"I'm hitting you with kinnaar. Do you want to stop or don't stop?"

"I understand..." The confidant hesitated to speak.

"what you want to say?"

"Sir, is it worth it? If the messenger doesn't give you a letter of recommendation, you will make a fake letter of recommendation to win over them on behalf of Liberty City. Wouldn't you offend all the nobles?"

"They're just a bunch of dying people. Those guys don't look in the mirror. They only know how to make money, commit crimes, and steal things from the poor. Do you want to enter Liberty City?"

The Minister of Military Affairs snorted coldly: "And if we don't behave better, how can we let that champion warlock see my value?"

The confidant remained silent, and the military minister took the initiative to ask: "Do you think I am too attentive?"

"Well...if that city lord wants to hold you accountable after the war."

"He won't." The military minister said confidently, "Just because I allowed the Free Blade to develop members in the army and let one-fifth of the parliament members stand on our side, he will remember my kindness!"

Give him a few more months, he can make the entire kingdom parliament listen to him. By then, let alone affecting the kingdom, it will not be difficult to put the king under house arrest.

The confidant went out to prepare a heavy gift, and the military minister looked back out the window.

The last month of the 1001st year of the Saint Laurent calendar is coming...

He looked to the north, as if he could see the cold wave brewing in the north of the snow-capped mountains, the demon army marching in the wind and snow, the old land of the kingdom turned into a paradise for ratmen, and countless dark pasts buried by pure snow.

"It's good this way, this corrupt country is no longer worthy of a decent death..."

He let out a breath.

Knock knock knock--

At this time, the door was knocked

"Who?"

The confidant who had returned pushed the door in, followed by someone behind him.

"Be prepared, Lord Annan will arrive in the new capital soon." The messenger said after the confidant closed the door.

"What!?" The military minister suddenly widened his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Am I crazy or are you crazy? Are you talking nonsense!? I worked hard to help you develop secretly, not to let that sorcerer come and die!"

"Lord Annan is approaching the Brock Valley." The messenger said expressionlessly: "He said that the most dangerous place is the safest place."

"And Lord Annan wants to question Clo in person."