Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

The assigned room was unexpectedly comfortable.

Although it is not spacious, it is carefully cleaned to be spotless, even if you wear white gloves, it will not be contaminated with dust. There is a toilet and shower room without windows on the side, which can be regarded as a personal privacy.

A steel bed table and chair fixed on the ground, a wooden appliance, a liner to prevent self-harm, peep holes and windows embedded in the iron fence-fully reflects the designer's thoughts on designing this cell, While performing the function of imprisonment to the maximum, it also cleverly put on a gentle coat to prevent the prisoners who have fallen here from committing suicide due to pressure.

It's really thoughtful.

Minerva's cold evaluation in his heart, sitting on a chair and continuing to close his eyes and rest.

When the effectiveness of the drug receded and regained consciousness, the shackles had been removed, and the neck was covered with a "forbidden collar"-used to take away the criminal magician's use of magic torture tools, and then imprisoned in a special confession. A single cell used by a convict.

Without crying or losing his temper, Minerva sat quietly in the room.

It is more preferred than venting useless emotions, or accepting the situation silently, calming down and grasping the situation-the education of talents accepted since childhood is showing results, and the girl in her mind connects all the things she knows one by one. , Try to sort out the clutter from the chaotic events.

Since there was too little information in his hand, he had been in a comatose state and had no idea what happened after being taken out of the cabin. Such as the identity of the kidnappers, Michelle’s relationship with them, what is here, how much time has passed from the coma to the present, what has happened-these vital information are completely unavailable, I want to It's a waste of effort to sort out what happened in the dark.

The only thing I know right now. It is because they have value to them. It is worthwhile that they should not hesitate to enemy a big country and a super chaebol, but also kidnap themselves. Therefore, at least the safety of life can now be guaranteed.

The footsteps of "knockknock" from far to near, judging from the sound of footsteps, there are at least three people. Footsteps stopped in front of the door, and behind them came the sound of pulling the peephole back into place, and then a series of creepy metal crashes through the door of the room, cramming on Minerva's back.

After the door lock “clicked”, the door moved away and the two came in.

"Your Highness."

very familiar. But the female voice, which became extremely strange due to lack of ups and downs, came a little, and the back was slightly stiff, and Minerva turned slowly.

"Michelle..."

Staring at the dark blue magician's coat and removing the pretense of Wei Nuo Nuo, showing the calm and determined attitude of the "former" maid, Minerva whispered the other's name. Then fell silent again.

There is nothing more to say. The high-ranking maiden has become a prisoner, and the humble maid holds the life and death of the old master. After such a complete position change, it seems awkward and redundant to say anything.

Looking away from the awe-inspiring young girl magician, a male who entered entered the field of vision, and after seeing the vicissitudes of the face, the calm Minerva, who had been holding it, breathed suddenly.

"General Frank Hammer...!!!"

"His Highness can still remember the old man. But the old man is no longer a general, so there is no need to call it "general"."

The head of the Golden Wool Knights bowed slightly, and the attitude of being humble and hard and the rock-solid figure almost overwhelmed Minerva.

"Why... this is... what happened?"

The calm mask that has been maintained suddenly cracked, and the real face of shock, doubt, and unbelievability was revealed.

Although not as famous as the Golden Brave Knights where the "Brave" Lee Nadal. Dalk was, the Golden Wool Knights are also a prestigious and powerful troop. In addition, its loyalty to the country has reached a depth of almost faith.

For the motherland, they threw their heads and threw blood again and again. Compared with life, the safety and honor of the motherland Charlemagne are more important. They are proud to protect the motherland. The people of Charlemagne also regarded them as warriors for the protection of the country and expressed their love and respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Such a glorious force has committed a crime like rebellion.

The collapsed feeling began to penetrate the body, and Minerva clenched her fists, allowing her nails to pierce her skin. Rely on pain to hold on.

If it is another force-such as a speculative consortium or a foreign force who carried out the kidnapping, it intends to use it to threaten Charlemagne's promise. Well, although it would feel humiliating, Minerva is not so miserable. But the Golden Wool Knights...

If even one of the troop troop considered the most loyal to the country and the royal family chose to betray, then what can this country rely on? Wang Jialu Navy with more than one pocket? Noble's private army? The newly formed Titans? Or is it an armed force affiliated with a consortium?

"why……"

I can only repeat this question again and again, as if I had a nightmare.

"His Royal Highness, this is for justice, for those soldiers who donated their lives for the country, but they did not get the respect they deserve, and their survivors."

Slightly leaned down and explained in a formally respectful manner. The calm tone and voice seemed to say things that had nothing to do with him. There was no emotion, careful taste, and a trace of burnout and fatigue.

"All along, the Golden Wool Knights perform various dangerous tasks on the northern front. As soldiers, this is our duty. Even if there are soldiers who die, it is their destiny. But... Your Highness, you can’t see your head. In the quagmire of war, fighters who were sent to the dead to carry out their missions, were eventually abandoned by the country and could not be recognized. After they shed blood on the battlefield, their families got nothing but lie, no compensation, and suffered from hunger and poverty. Dry tears-is this the reward for those who devoted everything to the motherland? I have endured these things for almost a lifetime and must stop now."

There is no change in the determined face, but there is a repressed cold anger in the statement of no change in speed and tone of voice, oppressed by heavy grief, Minerva clenched his fist in desperation.

"Your Highness, what the old man said is fact."

The sincere words mixed with real weight pressed against Minerva's shoulders, gazing at the eyes full of guilt, remorse, and perseverance, and the fists on the knees flinched.

She knew very well that what Hanmer said was most likely true.

Army Minister Thaliye-"Corruption", "Party Struggle", "Mediocre Official Fans", "Good Congratulations", "Contributed to Contributions".

This noble class, who had such a tendency in the first place, so positioned the Secretary of the Army, you can imagine what kind of person he is.

Robbing subordinates' credit ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to shirk the failure to others, greedy the pensions and deductions of military survivors of the soldiers who died in the war-for the Secretary of the Army who can make the term "corruption" modern, it is simply It's as natural as breathing. If Hammer said something really happened, then think about it carefully. The Secretary of the Army did that kind of thing.

"but--"

With courage, the queen looked up and retorted.

"If you say that there are all kinds of injustices, you can complain, and with your identity and merits, you can..."

"Your Highness, the old man has already tried it, I have tried various means, and even directly complained to His Majesty the King. But who cares about the suffering of the soldiers? All they care about is how to cooperate with VE to profit from the war, Fill their purses with gold coins stained with blood!"

Unable to restrain his anger anymore, Hanmer, who had been calm, growled. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read at m.)

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