Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

"Really..." William deliberately raised his voice and continued to ask:

"Wouldn't you take advantage of the fact that the clansmen didn't know about it, and secretly get rid of that stranger? This way you can still inherit the honor."

"Of course not!!" Saom almost yelled and replied:

"Honor, glory, faith and integrity are the most important things of our clan, but if someone violates these, then he will become a guy who is scolded by everyone!"

"Then I know." William smiled again, and asked back:

"What about the Prophets? What do you think they would do if they encountered this situation?"

"It's them!" Soom corrected.

"Okay, they, you can answer the question now, General Saom." William said with a light smile.

"The prophet... will naturally do the same as us." Soom replied.

But everyone present, including other elites, also felt that Saom's answer was not as decisive as before.

Although there were conflicts between the elite and the Prophet, which were later resolved, senior generals like Sa'om knew of some dirty deeds of the Prophet.

Even the voices of secretly slaughtering and suppressing resistance are orders from the prophets for their elites to carry out secretly.

Out of mutual help and respect for gods and prophets, the elites of senior generals also turned a blind eye.

"It seems that General Saom already has the answer in his heart." William said in a timely manner.

"." Sa Om didn't refute anything, as if he had acquiesced.

"Very good." William showed a more satisfied expression, and began to flick Saom and said:

"General Saom, what I can tell you now is that in the parable just now...

'Father' is the god you believe in, and you can call him the forerunner.

'You' are the family of prophets who are now in charge of the power of the Star Alliance, using religion to control your Sangheili and the thoughts and actions of other races.

And the 'stranger' who appeared at the end is actually us humans. "

"What?!!" Saom showed an extremely astonished face, and immediately roared angrily:

"This is impossible!! You are blaspheming! You bastard!!! I will kill you!!"

"Aww!"

Hearing Sa'om's roar, all the elites in the cell also shouted.

"Shut up!!"

Seemingly annoyed, Myron, who was standing behind William, also yelled, but Serena didn't help him with the translation.

"Myron." William glanced back at Myron, and said softly:

"Let them yell, and it will stop when they get tired of yelling."

"It's... the boss."

Myron had no choice but to show unwillingness, glared at the group of elites, and said nothing more.

"Father." Ivan, standing on William's left hand side, glanced around the group of elites, and asked William:

"Can this really shake their faith? Wouldn't it be good to let them sign the non-disclosure agreement directly?"

"Hehe." William raised his hand with a slight smile, patted Ivan's right shoulder who was already taller than him, and explained:

"The confidentiality agreement can guarantee their loyalty, but they all have their own thoughts.

At that time, they will only listen to your command, but are unwilling to cooperate with other troops. Then this is not worth the loss, and it will lead to disaster at critical points.

So convincing them is the best choice, and the confidentiality agreement is just a guarantee.

When you take over the company in the future, you must put the pattern far away, you know? "

Hearing William's instruction, Ivan nodded humbly and said, "I see, father."

"Yeah." William also nodded lightly.

Afterwards, the group of them really quietly watched the elites roar.

Within two minutes, the elites did not get a response from William and the others, as if they had punched the cotton, and had to calm down again.

"You!" Saom still had a bit of a temper, pointed at William and said angrily:

"You're talking big words, and you can't produce evidence, why should I believe you?!"

"Who said I can't produce evidence?" William raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at Serena who was standing on his right.

Serena also understood William's meaning, and then her pupils emitted a faint blue light, controlling the holographic 'TV' in this area.

Using this holographic TV, the materials and files of Gobekri Tepe, especially the engraved characters on the stone pillars, were played.

After all, the language used by the Star Alliance is the same as the Forerunner language, so Saom and other elites can also understand it.

Finished playing.

Serena turned off the holographic projection.

Now, the elites who were still aggrieved, extremely angry, and who liked to yell all withered.

Sa'om even opened his four-petal mouth, showing an extremely astonished expression, as if he was frightened by the 'evidence' in front of him.

"Hehe." William continued:

"General Saom, what you see comes from a relic on our home planet.

Now I can talk to you because it was a few years ago... I don’t know if you can understand ‘year’, anyway, the relics were discovered a long time ago.

That's why we human beings have a certain level of information about your language, and this is one of the evidences. "

"One?" Soom, who had recovered from his shock, no longer resisted so much, but asked curiously:

"Do you have any other evidence?"

"Of course." William didn't deny it, but shook his hand, motioning for John to open these cell doors.

At the same time, he also said to Saom: "General Saom, I will take you away next, to the outside of this building.

After all, the following 'evidence' requires a certain amount of space to display.

Also, I believe that those of you who value reputation will not launch a sneak attack or violently resist.

I don't think you're stupid, you don't need me to remind you of what happens when you make trouble in enemy territory. "

"Don't worry." Soom looked at the cell door that was automatically opening in front of him, moved the joints of his hands, and assured William:

"My men and I will not act disrespectfully, but..."

Speaking of which, Soom, who had already walked out of the cell, said to William in a tone that seemed to be complaining or complaining:

"But your subordinates were very rude when they trapped us. I hope you can correct this atmosphere."

"Forehead…"

William has seen how the Hell paratroopers bind and carry elites, and to be honest, they are indeed a bit rascal.

But in the face of the powerful race of the elite, the paratroopers did the right thing, and he didn't expect the elite to hold grudges like this.

Then he said perfunctorily: "Okay, I will tell them, then please follow me."

After speaking, William turned around and walked out, with Ivan and Serena following behind him.

On the other hand, John, Carl, and Myron kept vigilance all the time, allowing the dozens of elites to keep a distance from William and others to follow.

Finally, they came to the square in the center of Fengrao, where Athena, who had been waiting for a long time, was also there.