Release that Witch

This feeling... is really wonderful.

Itis took a deep breath and savored the **** smell in the air.

And the fear of spreading in the hearts of everyone.

The encirclement is rapidly shrinking, and the so-called resistance lasts only for a short period of time, and it is broken by the unjustified attack of the witch. In the eyes of these Tsemula remnants, there is no difference between the aristocrats and the ordinary people who are high on the weekdays. As long as they have no ability, they are the bodies of mortals. There is no hesitation in moving hands.

But they are not killing themselves for themselves, but are being instructed by another mortal. She is also sure that under the influence of that mortal, these godly witches will also follow their own orders.

Even if she is the same as the other, she is just a mortal.

This is the charm of power.

Through the connection and negotiation between people, the interests, goals, desires, and desires are combined to form a peculiar order. Through it, even mortals can control the power far stronger than themselves.

"Your Majesty, the screening has been completed." When the last person fell, "Seventy-six" Felice dropped a long sword full of gaps and turned to report to Roland.

The body of more than sixty people lay flat in a pile, and the blood flowing out of it condensed into a dark red mass, which resembled hot wax under the bonfire.

The scene was silent, and all the nobles who were still alive were pale, and they couldn’t dare to speak out, fearing that they would become the next body. As for the three "swingers", they have fallen to the ground and trembled.

If I ask the same question again now, even if there is no nightingale, she knows how the other party will answer.

With fear, loyalty is guaranteed.

Of course, none of the aristocrats who were removed were innocent people. In the first half of the banquet, Isabella had erased all the stones of the gods they had worn, and under the lie of the nightingale, it was read. The heart is no problem.

Their biggest mistake is to overestimate themselves.

Administering a single place, in charge of thousands of dead and aristocrats, still appears to be vulnerable in the face of higher levels of power. After the First World War, half of the surrounding areas around Chishui will be swept away. In contrast, her adventures in the two major families in Yongye City are not worth mentioning.

Fortunately, this plan was finally perfect and achieved the effect. Her Majesty gave her enough trust. From the witch to the remnants of Tacchar, every step was scheduled as scheduled, and even five questions and answers were not changed. It was passed.

The only episode was the glass that was last thrown.

She doesn't know why she must use the glass as a signal. According to common sense, this step is superfluous. The throwing action is difficult to be seen by all the guards at the same time. The cracking sound is easy to be covered. It’s puzzling to prepare drinks. However, after seeing the effect, he accidentally added a mystery to him, and with the statement of mind reading, the shock effect was further improved.

Probably this is the level that the king can comprehend.

Isis suppressed the excitement and licked her lips.

Choosing to play Roland Wimbledon is the right choice.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at the king, hoping to share this happiness with him, only to find that the expectation on the face of the latter has disappeared without a trace, and even a vaguely revealing rejection and boredom.

“Is there any other ballroom in the villa?” asked Roland with a scorpion.

"Just, just next door," Count Counta swallowed.

"Let everyone go, I have something to say," he nodded. "As for the insurgents, you have to count the counts and give me the list, tonight."

"Yes...Yes, Your Majesty!"

"In addition, the doors and windows are opened, and the body is disposed of as soon as possible. This rust smells really bad."

"I will send someone to do this!"

It turned out that the heart of the North Pearls suddenly realized that His Majesty the King did not expect this killing. He expected that after the aristocrats left the scene, they could leave a red water with a smooth political order and controlled by the City Hall. For the onlookers, the mine was escorted. The deterrent power obviously does not have a pile of corpses to be effective. But as far as killing is concerned, he can't say how much he likes it. Even the **** atmosphere in the hall makes him repel.

The previous sense of pleasure suddenly dissipated a lot, realizing that after this, Isis was hesitant...

Is the plan that I have set up too much?

Maybe killing half on the spot, will the remaining dragging out be better?

After all, if the expressed preference and the superior are too different, it is easy to trigger the other party's resentment. As a result, her power path will probably be much more difficult.

After everyone moved to the next hall, Roland’s tight brows finally stretched out. He cleared his throat and whispered. “You don’t have to worry, only the rebels will be severely punished. Now the rebellion is flat. The most urgent task is Restoring the order of Chishui, and this requires your assistance and cooperation."

"Please ask your majesty!"

The nobility squatted down.

Roland nodded with satisfaction. "Get up, this is the first task assigned to you. After the land is returned to the king, the original land has no meaning. I need you to concentrate on Chishui City - not just the mansion, but also Free people, serfs and livestock in the fief."

"But... Your Majesty, if you move the people around you, Chishui City doesn't have enough food to feed them," Earl of Delta slammed his head. "Even if you put these people in the fields, it's not so close." Many farmlands are available for cultivation. If forced to drive, I am afraid that it will cause famine and riots..."

"First of all, this year you will switch to a kind of wheat called "Gold No. 2", which is about ten times the output of ordinary wheat. Secondly, the population that can't live can be transferred to the west. No matter how many, I can take it right. ”

There was a sound of cold breath on the scene.

"Ten, ten times?"

“Is there such a wheat present?”

"But our people..."

"After reclaiming the land, those people will naturally no longer be your people. Their decision will be left to them." Roland interrupted. "The previous land utilization rate was too low, the population was scattered, and a 10,000-mu self-governing collar. It’s just a few thousand people, which is extremely inconvenient for policy implementation. Therefore, it is necessary to shrink around the big city. I know that you are confused about the change, but no winter city is after such a rectification. It’s the look of today’s bustling. I don’t know how to do it, there’s someone who will teach you how to make a profit.”

"Teach...we?" Count Counta.

“Yes, the town hall officials who have not been trained by the winter city. They will form a management department to replace the former lord and take over the jurisdiction of each region. You can choose to join, gain power and status, but pay for the project. You will be greatly restricted. You can also look for opportunities to become part of a large production. There is no upper limit to the wealth you receive, and you can't interfere with the decree. On the contrary, you must follow it and complete every task that the city hall confesses." Roland I said slowly, "No need to worry, this core management system will be established tomorrow. You can make a detailed decision before making a decision, but please remember that no matter which direction you choose, you will achieve far more achievements. The value of a piece of land."

After half an hour, the nobles slowly dispersed.

Roland grew a sigh of relief. "So Chishui City will be won."

"Then there are Silver City and the Old Kings - but the latter has been cleaned up, and only a simple resettlement manager can be used." Isis replied.

"I don't know how the other way is going," he looked out of the window. At this time, the moon has risen into the air. The still lake is like a silver light. "If there is no accident, the iron axe should arrive tomorrow." Let's go down to Jin Suicheng."

"Oh... probably," Itis thought in a sigh, remembering the words she had talked about separately before the departure, and thought of Roland's look today. She suddenly felt a little bit uncomfortable.

"I hope everything goes well," Roland shrugged. "You go back to the staff first, and you have to be busy tonight."

According to the plan, after getting the list of insurgents, the first army will split up on the night and clean up its territory at the fastest speed. This is also the reason why the army is stationed outside the city.

"Yes..." Isis was a little absent-minded. "The sire retire first."

"Right," Roland yelled at her as she walked to the door of the hall. "A very wonderful strategy, doing a good job."

Well done... good?

Is that right? Doesn't he care what she does?

At that moment, Beidi Pearl felt an unprecedented satisfaction.

It turned out that this was the case. She suddenly understood her direction on the road to power. Her plans and tricks that she did not want to touch her hand were implemented by her and carried by her.

And that's what she is good at.

Itis bowed her head and walked into the night quietly after a ritual to him.