Don't call me evil god

"Are we going to go against the nobles of the royal capital?!"

After listening to Pat's explanation, Lancelot's voice changed slightly due to nervousness.

Peter immediately corrected the other party's statement:

"Who told you we were going to go against them?"

"What are you thinking? Even the nine major clans in Stone Castle were not dealt with by us. They were dealt with by the dwarves of the same clan after they went crazy."

"This is Starosh, the capital of Reyak! Just rely on a few of us? Even if I give you 100 lives, you won't be able to die!"

"If you want to die, I won't stop you."

"Didn't I say before, there is good news."

"His Majesty the King is on our side and he will support us."

Lancelot was puzzled: "So?"

"So...it is His Majesty Kenreddin and the royal family who are really bearing most of the pressure."

"Oh!" Lancelot understood somewhat: "The establishment of the action army was His Majesty's proposal. We just accepted his commission. Is that what you mean?"

Peter nodded: "You're right."

"As long as we accept His Majesty's commission, we can launch an investigation in the royal capital on the grounds of inspecting members for the action corps."

"I think this is a conventional approach that is neither good nor bad."

"Aha?" Lancelot finally turned around and looked a little confused: "Do you have any other ideas?"

Peter raised the middle finger, ring finger and little finger of his right hand.

"I thought of three ideas."

"The worst option is that we don't care about anything. We simply don't get involved in the overt and covert fights in the royal capital. We publicly state that we are not strong enough to take on this responsibility, and then we just leave Starosh and return to our own territory. ”

"But...are you willing to do this?"

The first person to speak out was Brandon.

"No, no, no. How can there be a hero who escapes from battle and runs away in despair? I don't like it anyway!"

His reason is very simple and direct.

Is there hidden evil in Wangdu?

Wouldn't that be better!

The life experience of legendary adventurer Brandon Robert is about to have another colorful episode!

Brandon is the kind of person who, if you tell him anything about nobility, elegance, elegance, etc., he will turn around and forget it, and the knowledge will slide directly through the smooth cerebral cortex.

But what if it has something to do with cultists and monsters?

Then he will be in high spirits!

The more evil the opponent, the more motivated Brandon becomes.

After hearing this, Dolan also touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Well... I just suggested it. I also think it's not good to leave directly."

"It's okay if we didn't know. Now we know that there are believers in evil gods in the capital, but we don't dare to find and eliminate them. The Lord will be disappointed in us..."

"Praise Novan, He certainly doesn't want to see us escaping like this."

Reina said nothing, because she would agree to whatever Pete planned to do, and she would always stand firmly on the same side as Pete.

"You all know the best way, and that is to accept His Majesty's appointment. That way there will be a suitable identity and reason to launch the investigation."

Peter put down his middle finger and ring finger one after another, leaving only one raised little finger.

"There is another way, I think it may be the best idea."

“Maintain the wavering apparent neutrality!”

"Just like His Majesty promised us to cooperate before, we continue to maintain that hesitant look!"

"What does hesitation mean?"

Peter paused.

No one responded.

Brandon and Lancelot stared with clear eyes;

Dolan was trying hard to keep up with Pat's rhythm, frowning and thinking hard;

Lena didn't think about it at all;

"..."

Peter scratched his head helplessly.

There are originally three sources of wisdom in the team. When encountering problems, Gale and Miranda can also provide a lot of ideas and solutions.

It turned out that they had been to the world of two.

The rest of Pete's side are either brainless, or their brains are not that good, or they don't want to use their brains.

As a result, no one can pick up what he says now.

He had no choice but to express his thoughts himself:

"His Majesty the King knows that our hesitation is just for show, and he will cooperate accordingly and act as if he wants to convince us."

"But those new nobles with evil intentions don't know the inside story. They only think that our attitude gives them a chance to operate!"

"I don't believe they could resist the temptation to try and deal with us under these circumstances!"

"Ho!" Brandon cheered up: "Are they coming to assassinate us?"

Reina's eyes also changed slightly, revealing a bit of coldness.

Stalkers pose a far greater threat to human companions than they do to monsters.

The corner of Pet's mouth twitched: "How could they possibly carry out an assassination! You think they are fools!"

"Don't forget who I, Miranda and Lancelot are?"

"We are now the heroes of the kingdom recognized by the king himself. Who else but the cultists would dare to take this risk to assassinate us?"

"Isn't that the same as telling everyone that there are hidden cultists in the kingdom?"

"Then it will become even more necessary to form an action army!"

"The struggle in the royal capital is not about open fighting and killing."

"Force is only one way to solve the problem. They will not use this method unless it is absolutely necessary. That would lead to their own destruction."

"I am more inclined to another possibility."

"When they see that our attitude is wavering, they will most likely try to... bribe, win over, and assimilate us!"

"If they do that, we don't even need to think of any additional methods, we can directly penetrate into their ranks!"

Lancelot suddenly realized.

"Oh! No wonder they were so enthusiastic about inviting me to their guest, banquets, and social dances at the luncheon!"

"So that's what's going on?!"

Pet nodded.

"Of course."

Lancelot clenched his teeth and said, "You nobles are the ones who are so good at playing. I didn't think so much at that time!"

"Sure enough, the nobles are cunning, and the bad ones are even more."

After saying this without thinking, Lancelot suddenly reacted and changed his words:

"Oh! Mr. Chinal, you are not a cunning noble, uh, no, I mean you are cunning, uh, in short, you are a good noble, not a bad one!"

"...Mr. Franklin is not either!"

"But I think the method you said is really good, we can try it!"

Pate looked helpless.

It would be better not to change his words.

"Everyone, although this method seems to be the easiest and most effective idea, it is also the most difficult to operate."

"Remember, don't easily believe their solicitation and flattery, and don't make promises casually."

"Next we may face a lot of sugar-coated bullets, but don't really get hit!"

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There are 3 more, uh, it seems that I can't finish writing at 0 o'clock-0-