Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Dawn of the Grey Tower (

"Anyway, it won't work to cause a war. I can stand up, but we must ensure that the confrontation between me and her is at a level that is likely to break out, but it will not happen."

This is Atta's plan. She hopes that her appearance can achieve a subtle effect, making her and her sisters look like they are about to fight and become a stalemate of mutual fear. In this expected state, war will not actually break out.

"Until your physical life ends?" "Until my physical life ends."

Cheese raised his eyebrows and asked softly a question that got an immediate answer. Generally speaking, Atta’s plan is difficult to achieve, because confrontation breeds contradictions, contradictions lead to hatred, and hatred leads to war. Once the rolling wheels are pushed, no one can easily stop it. It will definitely run over countless lives. , Leaving a place of blood.

But this is a premise. The wheel needs to go through a process from slow to fast from stationary to rotating to fast rolling. When this limit is limited to the limited time of the human world, short-term peace is not out of reach.

Atta's body is a fragile tool. On the one hand, it has stronger performance than ordinary humans. On the other hand, it lacks the potential to sustain its life cycle for a long time. Her life span is only three years, and it is now her second year in this body. In other words, Atalante has been a half-human and half-fairy for less than two years. After that, her body It will collapse naturally, and her consciousness will return to the fairy realm like a real fairy.

At that time, I am afraid that when the next fairy king is truly born, the disputes arising from the succession of the throne will lose their meaning when the throne is determined, and the war will collapse on its own without the foundation.

Now, it was Cheese's turn to fall into contemplation. Grey Robe is very good at studying, studying magic, studying the skills of masons, studying various unknowns. But power, checks and balances, these things have been familiar to people for a long time, but they bloomed in different soils at different times, and all it takes to master them is not all the spirit of the researcher.

This is an unknown field, and it is the field that cheese hopes to escape after vaguely snooping. How can a person who can't even do a good job as the master of such a grand strategy give advice? There is no doubt that this is not something he is good at, but from his perspective, he has to admit that this plan is very feasible.

"I think this can be done, but how to do it well requires a more experienced person to perform it. If it is in Cangshi, I have a suitable candidate. But here, we have not many options."

The candidate for the lion in the cheese mouth is naturally Marcus, the hand of the king who has been able to maintain the connection and operation between the kingdom's nobles and government departments after the royal family has almost collapsed. He will definitely be able to do this.

The most important thing is that his ambition is limited. Marcus is very restrained in the operation of power, and he will not try to do things beyond his own identity. Compared with him, although there are many capable people in the rush, there are few who are worthy of trust.

Among the people they know now, the one who is most capable of doing this is undoubtedly the owner of this mansion, the Barak blood clan. The family system of vampires determines that they may not be qualified fighters or spellcasters, but if they do not understand the rules of the game of power, they will definitely not be able to climb to a higher title. The problem is that Jung's ambition is too great, and Cheese can always faintly perceive some crazy qualities under the cloak of reason when talking to him.

Compared with his fellow clan, Jung showed a positive attitude towards the dunya, although his method is still Barakian, that is, to hide his existence and his own influence, so that everything seems to happen naturally. . But the desire to influence the city and control its dark side has already violated the style of the hermit blood race, and it is not much different from ruling an area with integrity.

Such a person is bound to lose control if he obtains the rights and operational rights. Cheese can already imagine what reasons and methods Jung can use to change or tamper with the original intention of the female swordsman after he has gathered the forces supporting Ata, turning her supporters into his own tools to meet his own needs. Unless there is a bargaining chip that can make Jung curb his desires and manage her power for Atta at ease, and that bargaining chip must be a greater desire.

Cheese did have such a bargaining chip in his hands, but he was still thinking about whether to use it. The gray robe's thoughts continued, and the other people in the room were also thinking about this problem, but as they deepened their thinking, one problem would take root like a tree, blossom and bear fruit, and become countless problems. So gradually, they all stopped thinking downward in this line of thinking. Only cheese, still bowed his head and said nothing.

Jian Qi and Atta looked at each other, and then showed knowing smiles. They had traveled with this gray robe, so they knew that this was his habit, maybe it was this habit that made him a person in a gray robe.

That kind of ability to keep moving forward when everyone feels that their minds have been drained and the way forward becomes obscure ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or paranoid.

The female swordsman got up and walked to the kitchen, she was a little hungry.

"No!" The shout came from outside the door. Alice almost subconsciously grabbed the crossbow arrow on the table in her hand, turned over and aimed the arrow at the door.

After a while, the door opened, and Atta, who went to the kitchen, walked into the hall with a gloomy face. There was no food in her hands, and she didn't seem to want to eat just now.

"I think I need help, someone has been killed. And the murderer probably hasn't left the house yet."

"Boom!" The arrow flew out from the sound of the bowstring, passed through Atta's shoulder, and hit something. The thing was hiding behind the female swordsman, but she didn't notice it.

"Why..." Jian Qi, who was lying on the bed, struggled to get up. What he saw was that Atta, who had reacted, rolled forward into the room, then drew his sword and turned around to fight the assassin with a silver arrow stuck in him. one place.

The assassin had blue-gray lifeless skin, a thin body, and uncomfortable metal parts that looked like crude stitches. He, or it, used to be a yew man, but undoubtedly has become another existence.

Flaklag's sword smashed the assassin's arm, failing to cut off his limbs. The yew man's body was already known for invulnerability, and only pure iron and flames could stop these terrifying fairy mercenaries. Of course, as the sabre of the Fairy King, the Demon Sword has also played the effect of those two things, but this time it seems difficult to reproduce its glory.

"Cheese, cheese!" While the two ladies were fighting with something resembling a yew-man on the side of the living room, the sword seeker tried to awaken the gray robe in thought. In just a few moves, Jian Qi had already sensed that this was an unequal battle, and it was difficult for them to win because their opponents were unusual.