Sword of Daybreaker

In all fairness, at this moment, Gao Wen really felt that he couldn't keep up with the idea of ​​amber—as a traverser who always occupied the commanding heights in his thoughts. This is not much.

But after a short period of time, he realized that amber is really a bit entangled. It’s just a habit to run a train full of mouths, or to cover up real thoughts, but after all, such a big thing happened, even if it was A person with a large nerve to the point of necrosis of the distal part should have some thoughts.

"Actually... I don't really care about the identity of the so-called man-made person..." After a few seconds of silence, Amber finally couldn't help but say, "From small to big, I was a mysterious 'hybrid', I am I lived in a slum, beaten in a dark alley, slept in a horse shed, and slept in a graveyard. In fact, I always knew that Pitman was probably being chased by those cultists. He was probably a defector like my adoptive father. Let's just follow them, there is no safe day.

"People who grab a meal in the dark alleys of the gully have no extra thoughts to consider the so-called pedigree and birth problems. Do you know? The hardest people have not even thought about whether they are human or not, because they are considering the food of tomorrow. It’s already exhausting, and some people will even admire the dog raised by the Cavaliers. This is no exaggeration.

"I am certainly better off than the hardest people, but I know the state of existence and it is greatly affected.

"I don't care if I am a man-made person - although this thing is really scary to me, but I really don't care. I am a person with a blank space, the word 'artificial man' is better than blank... ...just like you said, it doesn't affect me to be alive like a normal person."

Gao Wen looked down at Amber: "What do you care about, how should you face Veronica?"

"She ordered the destruction of me - but it didn't work," Amber responded to Gao Wen's question. "And when she talked about the shadow project and the artificial embryo, she was calm and talking about the stone. Although I also I know that she did not do anything in this way..."

“Does this attitude make you uncomfortable?”

“Slightly, but more worried – many of the plans of the hiccups are too paranoid and dangerous in my opinion, especially after I have become part of their plan. This feeling is even more obvious. Humans, they don't mind putting some people on the balance as a weight for exchange. Although they seem to have their own bottom line, the biggest problem is that you are not sure whether you are also in the balance when you cooperate with them. Above..."

Gao Wen looked at Amber quite unexpectedly. He didn't think that the guy really tangled was so serious.

After almost half a minute of thinking, he said: "The believers of the commercial **** often say a word - everything in the world is on the balance of the gods.

"I don't believe in the **** of business, but this sentence seems to me to be half-reasonable - all of us will inevitably stand on a balance from birth, but it is not necessarily God who is holding the balance. It may be an ordinary person who is stronger than you. It may be the law of the country. It may be the law of nature. It may even be the so-called illusory fate. Only one thing can be determined: as a member of all beings, as long as you are born in this world. Your value must be measured by something.

"As a weight, we can't expect the kindness of the balance, so you have the ability to build a new balance yourself, or to keep yourself valuable enough to avoid falling from the balance's pallet.

"Your doubts about the disobedience are normal, and I have doubts, but at certain stages and conditions, the value of the disobedience is sufficient for us to take certain risks. Remember the classification of friends and enemies that I told you about. What is the disobedience like Veronica, the friend we can fight for under certain conditions at a particular stage - if there is any balance, it is also the result of the balance of the day."

Having said that, Gao Wen looked at Amber deeply: "Of course, there is a premise in Veronica, that is, the 'shadow project' of the past has become a thing of the past, she will not entangle you on this issue, we and her Cooperation can continue."

On the terrace, I calmed down for a while, until a minute later, Gao Wen heard amber suddenly and suddenly sighed out: "The old nephew you said is also..."

Then she looked up and handed the greasy chicken legs in her hand to Gao Wen: "Give you chicken legs."

Gao Wen didn't keep up with Amber's thoughts. After waiting for the reaction, he stunned the guy and said: "You dare to say this word - laugh and laugh, now you are also the oldest!"

"...Mom, it seems to be by definition," Amber thought for a moment, suddenly his eyes widened and reacted, and then he unfolded the association indefinitely. "Wait, if you want to say this, my adoptive father would dig me up." Come out, then I dug you out, and you dug up the Carmel and Nicholas eggs... What kind of ancestral craft?"

God tm ancestral craftsmanship... Is the term ancestral craft used here?

However, the association of amber was indeed shocked by Gao Wen. He realized that this "chain of destiny" was connected by digging graves. The so-called shovel for excavating the graves of the former people connected me and you - This is where the devil inherits!

He rubbed his head hard and took the impact of the chain out of his mind, and then noticed that the amber hand was still holding a chicken leg - the chicken leg smashed halfway, who can still have an appetite?

"You keep it yourself." He abruptly rejected Amber's kindness, then took a look at the direction of the lights in the castle.

"Also, the time is almost the same," Amber took back the chicken legs, rubbed his mouth and stood up, looking down at Gao Wen's line of sight. "...this boring and long party should be over."

"The signature paper and pen is ready," Gao Wen nodded. "After tonight, the order of the land and the lord is completely over."

......

This long banquet is finally over. For most of the nobles attending the banquet, this is a gathering that is not easy to enjoy, and does not have any sense of extravagance. In a ceremonial process, it is difficult to adapt to the atmosphere. After the anxiety of various factors, they finally ushered in the ultimate goal of today.

Sign the "Imperial Reform Declaration" that fully accepts restructuring, surrenders of privilege, and surrenders of land.

Gao Wen returned to the castle. In the Golden Oak Hall, the nobles who moved here will complete the signing ceremony under the witness of him and the three great consuls.

The Earl of Bahrain held a light squeaky pen, but the light pen was as heavy as he was. He glanced at the steel-like words on the declaration document and gave a sigh in his heart.

Next to him, Cronwell? The Earl of White Mountain has picked up the pen, and the pen tip moves. The knight lord with dwarf bloodlines solemnly wrote his name.

"Sign it, this is the fate of the nobility," Cromwell turned his head and whispered to the Count of Bahrain. "The nobles in the South have signed, and they have not ushered in the end."

Earl of Bahrain looked up and saw a familiar face. Someone had already bowed their heads, some were still frowning, and some of them were full of strong alcohol.

The faint feeling of alcohol is an effective boost for them to make up their minds - standing guards in red coats standing next to these people to ensure that the names they sign are clearly legible.

Earl of Bahrain has always been passionate about banquets and fine wines, but tonight, he has not drunk.

Those brilliant and splendid times have passed.

He lifted the pen, and the tip of the pen fell on the paper, writing a neat and sharp word.

......

Tifeng Empire, Obsidian Palace, Rosetta Augustus are sitting at the large desk and reading the documents in their hands.

The magic net unit operates silently in the mezzanine concealment of the roof and walls. The constant magic lights up the magic spar light throughout the study, making the room bright and bright, and the melodious music is heard from the nearby magic guides. The heart-wrenching melody, Rosetta the Great put down the documents in his hand and whispered to himself: "...the Cecil Empire..."

The documents in his hands are the urgent news from the intelligence department. Although there is a near-costless transmission of the gryphon knights and communication towers in the empire, these intelligences are circulated due to the isolation of the border and the chaotic situation in the east of Ansu. Before entering the Tifeng empire, it has been delayed for a half-month, and the timeliness has been greatly reduced. The information mentioned is that the Anzhen territory has just spread the news of the establishment of the empire, but according to the calculation of Rosetta, to this time, " I'm afraid it is a complete past.

Even if that Gao Wen? Cecil has not officially crowned, he should have completed the control of St. Sunni at this time, and completed the integration and suppression of the nobles of the old kingdom.

The violent turmoil that occurred in the ancient land exceeded the estimate of the Titan ruler and made him hesitant to judge the situation.

The end of the kingship of Ansu, this seems to be good news in itself. The most confusing and weak state of a country is the collapse of the ruler. If there is no other variable, the civil war and the impact of the cluster disaster will destroy the ruling group of Ansu. Titan's once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but the problem lies in this "variable" - the Ansu kingship is not a collapse, but a smooth end after St. Sunier's release, and under the leadership of Gao Wen Cecil A smooth transition.

This means that the chaos that the country is facing has been suppressed to a minimum, and both the powers and the authorities have made all the preparations - Gao Wen? Cecil is not a stupid person, he will never Do such a big thing without preparation.

As the ruler of the Titan empire, as the implementer of the New Deal for nearly two decades, Rosetta Augustus certainly knows what the word "empire" means. Regardless of the conditions required to claim the empire, the biggest difference between the empire and the kingdom is the higher concentration of power, higher operational and operational efficiency, more stable order, and new things. Higher acceptance and ability to use - and all this means one thing, the ancient and decadent country is about to get rid of the quagmire.

So far, all the information from Ansu has revealed some breath that makes Rosetta Augustus very uneasy: the country has not suffered enough serious trauma in the previous civil war and the cluster war. On the contrary, the power of the rise of the South has greatly exceeded the estimates of Tifeng. This force controlled the situation and saved the vitality of Ansu before the disaster on the plain of the Holy Spirit expanded.

Perhaps it is for this reason that Gao Wen? Cecil dared to carry out a national reorganization after a war... but it may also be a bluff...

Rosetta? Augustus leaned back in the wide seat and quickly integrated all the news from the recent period in his mind, but suddenly he frowned slightly and his eyes turned to no The window in the distance.

Two identical nightingales are standing outside the window, tapping the crystal glass on the window with a slap.

Noticing Rosetta's gaze, the two nightingales looked up and stared quietly at the Titan ruler.

After a long time, Rosetta showed a lack of temperature laughter, casually said: "As a defeated person, you have excellent courage."

"The experiment is inevitably an accident." One of the nightingales opened their wings, and the crisp sound penetrated the window and entered the study.

“The project will inevitably fail.” Another nightingale also opened.

"You are very novel about the concept of accidents and failures," Rosetta said coldly. "But unfortunately, I have no interest in your rare ideas."

He said that he raised his hand and was ready to call the Royal Master to arrest the uninvited guests tonight, but before that, the two nightingales had already said: "Would you like to hear about the history of the Gangster Empire?"

Rosetta frowned and waved, and the window opened a gap wide enough.

Two nightingales flew into the room one after the other, and the two wings shook, and the pale green brilliance shone out of the air, condensing the figure of the elves.

Rosetta? Augustus looked at the two identical elves in a cold look: "What do you want to say?"

“Have you heard about the rebellious plan?”