Rota County.

After Cyril came to this city, he carefully learned a lot of information. He also treated the monster that came to deliver intelligence as an encyclopedia and asked him all kinds of questions.

The latter couldn't help but reveal an expression of despair.

Joel and Julius, who were watching everything, were trembling with fear, and they deeply felt Cyril's strong desire for intelligence.

But later, Joel, who was somewhat terrified that the dragon-seed boy had dug up the fact that he was still wearing open-crotch pants at such an old age, swallowed his saliva when faced with Cyril's question, and was unable to recover for a long time.

His two friends, who were sitting behind him, rolled their eyes when they saw this.

Cyril's question was clearly just: "Do you intend to compromise and be used as a human resource reserve by the monsters, or do you decide to resist? If you intend to resist, have you come up with a clear charter and follow-up plan?"

This kind of question, which immediately points out the future development direction, can easily confuse Joel.

It’s not that he doesn’t know, but he doesn’t know how to describe it in words.

At this time, the two friends who were caught in the act of asking for help just wanted to throw this unlucky child out of the hotel door.

…In the end, they could only ignore his existence and start explaining.

"The Feather Tribe has been attacked by the Beast Tribe recently. I'm afraid Asgari can't even protect itself. This intelligence line can be considered non-existent from today. Besides, Rota County really can't come up with a new intelligence line. After all, it was only after Suli came here that we were able to get rid of the control that was deeply rooted in our minds."

"Besides that, we are ready to fight against monsters as human beings." Enemy Friend No. 1 took a deep breath and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Maybe this may seem like a reckless act without any prior preparation to you, but for us, it is an indispensable and unstoppable firm goal."

"Being treated like a dog affected my consciousness. My memory is like a silent movie. My emotions are not as strong as the dew on the grass this morning... I don't think anyone would want to experience that feeling a second time."

"Besides that, compared to those who lived in this city, we were bound to each other later. We also had our own identities before our memories were affected."

"I don't know much about Joel's past, but I can tell you my own without reservation.

I have a younger sister who doesn't have a very high affinity with elements. She is currently studying at the Elemental Academy, and I have to help pay most of her tuition fees.

Otherwise, she would have no education to study, and without the systematic conditions to enhance her elemental power, one day she would face the fate of becoming a slave of the nobility.

After all, I can be a mercenary myself, but I don’t want her to be one… Mercenaries are a cruel profession that requires death in order to get paid.”

"I hope she's OK."

"But now, I have been kidnapped and manipulated by these monsters, and I have completely forgotten everything about the months we spent together... This is a pain that is deep enough to penetrate my heart and bones."

When Joel heard this, he couldn't control his tears: "You never told me this..."

"What's the point of telling you? I don't think we have the ability to escape the monster society just by relying on humans."

Friend No. 1 is different from Joel. He thinks he is an adult who can see the world clearly.

During the years of relying on each other, they have already become familiar with the cruelty of society.

He felt that he should take responsibility, but he knew that he did not have the ability to do so.

But after new intelligence was brought in, Friend No. 1 could be sure that things had taken a new turn.

He took the parchment scroll with all kinds of information written on it, tapped it twice with his fingertips, and then said: "Suli, the child we met before, he injured the King of the Beast Tribe in the frontal battlefield of the attack on the Feather Tribe in which the King of the Beast Tribe participated..."

"That's one point. Another point is that the Queen of the Feather Tribe was taken away by him..."

"No one can be sure whether the queen is dead or not, but as humans, we can take the initiative to try to contact the Feather Tribe as humans, just like Suli."

"This is a combination that is very likely to unify the power of the Feather Tribe and humans. All humans have to bear is that the Feather Tribe, as the defeated, is likely to take early action against human-transformed people with the characteristics of Feather Tribe monsters in order to absorb fresh blood."

"No!" Joel blurted out before his number one friend could say it.

"By doing so, we are clearly oppressing those who believe that we can lead them out of their current bad situation."

“That’s why I don’t want to tell you…”

Friend No. 1 said in a bitter voice, "If we don't bear the price that adults should bear, then the only person we have the power or can rely on is Suli, who attracted much attention in the previous battle."

"How old is that kid, thirteen or fourteen? To be honest, he's not even as old as my sister, who is already fifteen."

"Or, Joel, do you think that when a child becomes powerful enough, he or she needs to bear the responsibilities that should be borne by adults?" Friend No. 1 doesn't mind lifting the veil that covers his or her heart.

They are incompetent, even useless.

"This is reality, not some fairy-tale bard's fantasy of a brave boy defeating a powerful demon."

"If we don't consider reality, don't take responsibility, and just wait for others to save us... then we might as well not have been unlocked by Suli and others. But go out and ask, walk around this city, and ask if there is anyone who would willingly become a human resource reserve in the eyes of monsters."

Human society is indeed rubbish, but no matter how rubbish it is, it is no reason for humans to become inhuman.

The time has come for Joel's heroism, which had been carefully protected by his friends, to be broken.

His mentality will give everyone support when they are confused, but it will also become an obstacle when they want to move forward.

Friends are realistic people. Whether Joel can accept it or not, he will not compromise.

He was already prepared to establish a relationship with the Feather Clan.

This decision made Cyril think deeply.

Cyril, who already understood the current situation of the city and the tendencies of human nature, did not hesitate much and directly told the people in the city about the current development of human power.

"What do you think of my strength?" The strange question made friend number one stunned for a moment.

But he quickly replied: "Very strong, I don't know if I can compare to those monsters, but stronger than me."

"What if I tell you that 80% of the people in Amiqbi are now as powerful as me, and there are even people trained to control the army... do you think that humans really only need to accept risks to negotiate the so-called cooperation?"

Everyone present, except Julius, opened their mouths wide.

Julius sighed without any additional meaning: "I don't want to admit that the two people who indirectly created me gave up everything to come up with the so-called 'key', and eventually rely on the development of scientific research to directly replicate it in large quantities."

In this way, the death of the Pope of Light and Xia Zuo's tragic past since birth have become a joke to make people laugh, right?

Julius's sadness did not last for more than three seconds before he saw Cyril, who was sitting in his seat with his body straighter and straighter, saying, "According to Sully, humans always have the possibility of development with no lower limit and no upper limit."

"As long as you have the capital, you don't have to make transactions that are likely to incur costs."

"Humans do not need to surpass any life, but as a human, if you want to talk to any non-human life on an equal footing, you must at least have the qualifications to communicate on an equal footing. Power is not everything, but as someone with power, I will definitely have the qualifications to support Suli and those powerful beings that are like monsters and communicate on an equal footing."

"This is why I came here." Cyril said decisively without any hesitation.

After a long while, the others said, “I never thought… that people outside of Rota County would know about the existence of the Monster Society.”

"...How did Brother Egg and the others get along with you before? Didn't they even explain this?"

Julius said: "Perhaps it is tacit understanding that some words can be discovered from the details of life without having to be spoken out loud."

Cyril: "That's not a very kind acquiescence."

To those of you who know this but have never understood it clearly: …………

Joel: Oh wow!

It feels like a poor intern working hard in a big city, earning 3,000 yuan a month, and having to deduct half of it for rent, and worrying about his old father and mother who have to eat coarse food every day, the latter calls the former and tells him: Son, mom and dad are really rich. So rich that if you don’t want to work anymore, we can just start a company.

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Ignoring this strange feeling, the two friends simply ignored Joel and began to ask about the current development status of the human world.

Cyril, who had previously only focused on collecting intelligence and had not revealed much information about humans, also felt the monster's helplessness and embarrassment when it was forced to ask for all kinds of information.

But it’s not a big problem. Just treat the people in front of you as your past selves.

Who would have believed it at first? The old [beep——]Deng, the Dark Pope, had begun to gradually encroach on the control of the Light Church over various cities after the Dark Church came to the fore through the Grand Chancellor, and quickly joined forces with Caster to develop a [comprehensive plan for the development of individual elemental forces as a group].

It's so annoying.

Everyone in Mercenary City had become a bumpkin by then, and Cyril was no exception.

But now, the bumpkin has become a Rota County native.

LOL...

No one can escape the pressure brought by the new worldview.

Fortunately, everything is developing in a positive direction.

Just when Sully was at the beach, being forced by other humans to rest because he was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes due to lack of sleep for several days, Cyril and Julius went directly to the Feathered Tribe who had not yet completely collapsed, shoulder to shoulder with Joel and brought their two enemies, with the help of the monster that had barely recovered some flying ability.

In this conversation, after Cyril clearly demonstrated the collective power of mankind, Asgari was the first to vote to cooperate.

Then came Adonis and Addison.

Gray Crane's feelings towards the Queen of the Feathered Tribe are somewhat complicated, but compared to the humans who have already pointed out his current situation early on, he is more inclined to trust humans of a different race than him.

Addison could understand it better. No matter how much he wanted the Queen of the Feathers to be unlucky, he never thought that Matilda would die directly in the war. Sully saved Matilda, which was considered a redemption. After the Queen's death, Addison was bound to suffer for a long time.

Perhaps under this kind of pressure...the butterfly fairy could no longer bear the psychological dilemma and chose to commit suicide directly.

No one knows.

But the consent of the three ministers meant nothing to the elders.

The real old wall lamps could not control their rage just by seeing humans sitting on the wings of the original feathered monsters.

They are obviously a group of transformed monsters whose appearance would not change much after they turned into monsters, but these old guys just manage to make a decadent look with puffed beards and glared eyes.

"How could a mere group of humans have the capital to cooperate with the noble Feathered Tribe?"

"If what you say is true, how could Rota County still exist?"

The elders who had not seen the rapid development of the human race in a short period of time were not like the other three who chose to believe it after considering various factors. They did not believe in the human race's collective strength from the beginning.

He even sneered: "Even if it is true as you say, that humans have strong enough collective power, how can you guarantee that every powerful human can obey the orders of a guy with similar strength?"

The development of individual strength is evenly distributed, and the class divisions that were formed in the past for various reasons will only be broken at the first opportunity.

Nobles and commoners are all so friendly that they are like one family?

The elders didn't believe it.

Julius, however, burst out with a thunderbolt without taking it seriously.

"Of course, ordinary humans and nobles cannot live in harmony. After all, few normal people would choose to live in peace when the latter point their fingers at them and scold them, saying that they are all lowly and worse than animals."

Even the Virgin Mary cannot be this holy.

"After being educated once, the latter did not listen; after being educated twice, the latter were unwilling; after being educated three times, they are still resisting... That can only prove that there is no need for these people to continue living." Julius said calmly. This is an extremely cruel fact for both some humans and monsters.

"Today's human beings are not only considering the present and the division between the monsters, but more importantly the future. Monsters have blocked the path of human beings to a better future. The foolish nobles only want to maintain the old appearance. They are just fools who waste air. Of course, it is better for them to die..."

What good can the Pope of Light be? Julius, who has many of his memories, even if he also has Xia Zuo's memories, he is just a boy who looks a bit like a Ky spirit. In fact, the depth and darkness inside are not lost at all.

"What do you think?" This sentence was filled with a bloody atmosphere that could not be concealed.

Although he still looked like a teenager, Julius looked like he had already gone through countless wars.

The Pope of Light's calculations and Xia Zuo's careless killing of people like killing chickens, Julius has them all.

"At least in my opinion, the Feather Tribe also needs to consider the future, right? The King of the Beast Tribe... seems to be the one named Clemens. I don't think Clemens would choose to attack the Water Tribe right after defeating the Feather Tribe."

"Whether it's returning to the Beast Tribe's territory or consolidating the Feather Tribe's territory, after the Beast Tribe King has dealt with those minor matters, the last thing he will do is to kill all the remaining Feather Tribe monsters."

"You know, under the current circumstances, humans are still regarded as human resource reserves by monsters."

Julius' words, which seemed to change the subject inexplicably, confused the monsters in the Elders' Council for a moment.

But in the blink of an eye, Julius continued, "When humans are regarded as human resource reserves by the beastmen, why would Clemens bother to pull in the remaining feathered tribe, more than half of whom have been killed or injured?"

Julius raised his chin, as if in a verdict, or as if expressing his absolute confidence that the future was under his control. His eyes were extremely cold as he spoke: "Your ending is like something that has already been written in a storybook. There is no other possibility except extinction."

The elders were unwilling to believe it: "This is just your one-sided statement!"

"The Feathered Tribe has wings, how could they be completely wiped out!"

"Stop bullying the Yu Tribe. How can you, a weak human, have the capital to talk to us on an equal footing?"

"Even if we cooperate, you humans are begging us, the Feathered Tribe, to cooperate. It's ridiculous that you act so arrogant and beg for cooperation."

After hearing these words, everyone except the two teenagers couldn't help but frown.

Ugly and smelly.

But before this, he had already learned from humans and monsters what the Feather Tribe had done to the Dragon Tribe... Cyril, who believed that he was a human, certainly could not empathize with the Dragon Tribe, but this did not affect the dragon boy's use of the scales on his face to stimulate the group of ignorant elders.

Cyril's smile also had a bloody feel to it.

"I'm telling you guys, don't ignore the meaning of what Julius said just now."

"We proactively proposed cooperation because we believe your only remaining value is cooperation with humans. If you give up cooperation with you, the cooperation rights we provide will also be transferred to the aquatic creatures."

"Get it straight, idiots. We are the ones who have the conditions to choose, not you stupid idiots who can't see the reality."

The red scales on his face were faintly visible, and the green light on the side of his face was very similar to Elvi who had been rampaging on the battlefield.

Unwarranted fear made the elders afraid to speak. Adonis, who originally wanted to smooth things over, finally got the chance to speak among this group of idiots. However, the first sentence he said was, "Just human beings," and he decisively gave up the idea of ​​smoothing things over.

Addison crossed his arms over his chest and sneered, "I thought the boy who spoke first had made his point very clear."

"For humans, those who don't obey will affect the future, and staying alive means they are wrong for the current situation... Rather than spending a lot of time to educate those who don't know if they can change their malicious nature, three chances are enough to determine whether they are still qualified to survive."

"Do you need me to remind you?" Addison licked his lips. "These humans have already given you three chances to speak."

Various butterflies appeared around the butterfly fairy. In the eyes of the two insects, there was no beautiful and sweet scene like butterflies absorbing nectar, but a precise aim like a spider hunting butterflies.

"And these three times, you all chose..."

"refuse."

Addison attacked the nearest member of the Elders Council. The last two words were still echoing in the air, and his attack became more and more fierce.

Now that the queen is away, all the subjects who once obeyed her don't need to pay attention to this sudden appearance of the elders group and what the implication behind it is.

Who made them think that they could control the entire Feather Clan by controlling the Queen?

Without the queen, the entire Feather Clan is in a state of disarray.

Elders?

Just a bunch of idiots who came out of nowhere.

This is what Asgari said later.

At this time, the butterfly demon attacked not long after, and Asgari also cooperated and attacked.

Compared to the former who took the initiative to attack, Asgari had more reasons.

"A group of monsters suddenly appeared in the absence of the queen and tried to control the remaining feathered tribe... I understand that you have shown your intention to seize power without knowing whether the queen is alive or dead?"

"It's a shame, but I can't ignore it."

Asgari gave a superior enough reason, and before humans even made a move, Adonis had already rushed forward.

The final result, of course, was that this newly built conference room, which had no architectural aesthetics, was drenched in blood.

Afterwards, Addison asked Julius, who looked unhappy, "Although you did say that some of the brainless nobles among you humans were executed, it was not you who essentially executed them, right?"

After adjusting his expression, Julius replied indifferently, "You don't think the death of these useless things will make me feel uncomfortable, do you?"

"I have this expression only because I wasted too much time listening to these idiots." Julius said, kicking the head of an elder group with disgust.

It's really an eyesore.

Julius rubbed the soles of his shoes vigorously on the clean ground, hoping that his shoes would not be stained red by the dirty blood. He continued: "Compared to them, it is you who truly have control over the remaining power of the Feather Tribe."

"The regret of wasting time is the real reason why I look unhappy. I hope you understand that time is extremely important to humans and feathered people today."

How long will it take for the King of Beasts to integrate the Feather Tribe territories he has already acquired?

After all, Xia Zuo was once a prince.

Even if the eldest princess was pretending, she still had to teach him something.

Now that Julius has inherited his memories, he can naturally see the current situation clearly.

Rather than integrating the territory, the only time Clemens needs to spend is to relocate the monsters from other orc cities here so that this place can become a complete orc territory.

With the help of [Rules], Clemens did not need to spend any time to make the monsters in the Beast Tribe's territory adapt to the Feather Tribe's territory that he had seized.

Julius reviewed the intelligence he had received in his mind, then looked not far away to see Cyril, who had already begun to sort out the actions of the Feathered Tribe and humans and plan their future routes.

Having arrived at the monster society twenty-five days late, Cyril had learned all kinds of new knowledge that had been force-fed to him by other humans who had not yet arrived here.

However, it was just a plan to sort out the remaining forces of the Feathered Tribe and the monsters with characteristics appearing in Rota County and to plan their future transformation into humans. This was obviously not a pressure for Cyril.

I am not qualified to compare myself with the time when I had to endure car battles with strong people of similar strength every day, and was exhausted to the point of having only one breath left, and still had to receive various new knowledge education.

Adonis looked at the document and said with deep emotion: "Perhaps now is the time when I am most certain that you and Suli are familiar with each other."

"But as far as I know, you were once shot in the chest by Sully." Cyril looked at Gray Crane with a cold expression.

Anyone Sully chose to attack, no matter what the reason, was an enemy of Cyril.

"That's just the past."

Just now, before the elders were killed, more than one of them was clamoring to order the queen to punish them in various ways.

Is Adonis a fool? To some extent, yes.

But when Matilda decided to die, Adonis could not help but become more cautious. There was no need for interrogation, just tightening and relaxing the pressure from time to time during the battle. Those so-called elders who had not been on the battlefield for who knows how long, spontaneously confessed Matilda's living environment.

Before those old guys were killed, they always acted as if Matilda should listen to them and cover up for them.

This is disgusting.

Adonis was not careful when he attacked and he used too much force. There are still traces of blood spurting out on his face.

Adonis said: "No one has ever pointed out the current situation of the Gray Crane Clan."

"Although Suli was not aware of the entire internal situation of the Feather Tribe at the time, he was in the dragon territory at the time and could already see the targeting of the Gray Crane Tribe."

"I'm glad that I had this conversation with him. Otherwise, I would be confused and dazed, and I might even be confused to protect these... trash who are apparently my own kind."

"I won't deliver any message for you." Cyril turned the pen he took out from the space ring in his hand.

"In addition, if you really want to say something to Suli, my personal suggestion is to use 100 gold coins to buy [Suli in the Sunlight] from me."

As he spoke, Cyril took out a copy of the masterpiece from his space ring.

Most of the original masterpieces he painted about Sully's personal portraits were bought by Egbert.

But no one knows what Egbert's mentality was at that time, as he had not yet entered the monster society. He left a copy of each painting.

After it was finally confirmed that the Dark Pope wanted to create a god, he set up a production line specializing in the production of copied paintings directly in the Mercenary City.

Cyril was later told the details by Euphia.

It is said that compared with the 80% penetration rate in other cities, the penetration rate of Suli personal portraits in every household in the City of Mercenaries has reached 200%.

Simply put, every household has at least two.

Most people regard Sully's portrait as a new object of faith.

According to the Dark Pope, "People always have to believe in something. Instead of letting them believe in a vague God who has never appeared, it is better for them to believe in Suli. At least Suli's wisdom can be called the God of Wisdom in this world."

"And he also has the ability to easily see through people's hearts. This is indeed terrifying for those who resist him, but for those who go along with him, it forms a natural psychological dependence..."

The original words of the Dark Pope: We tend to let every human being try to believe in Suli, but belief still comes from the individual, not something that can be enforced. If you don't want to believe, please don't hurt me. If you feel uncomfortable or unhappy, you can always talk to [Suli in the Sunlight] to relieve your worries.

Cyril still feels ashamed that he did not acquire much literary literacy from Asa College, and his evaluation of this can only be described in two words: awesome.

The weird thing is, this painting actually has the power to calm people down.

Combined with the large-scale reprint of "No One Understands Lord Sury Better Than Me 1-2", the cure rate was 200%.

But the Dark Saint once revealed the truth.

"It's just because the child is so good-looking!"

A human whose appearance can really match the various words of praise to the gods in the mouth of the bard...

Who doesn’t want to know?

Anyway, the people in Mercenary City feel that they really want to know.

The result of these two measures was that when Cyril found that Adonis was a little inclined, he took out the painting on his own initiative.

Adonis looked towards the painting uncontrollably.

It is not a sacred, overlooking perspective like God gazing down at the world, but rather a level perspective.

It’s like the person in the picture accidentally discovered you and then looked up at you.

The green eyes were full of vitality, like the spring breeze blowing through the eyes of the earth, so easily enveloping and soothing the people outside the painting.

The sunlight fell in patches through the shadows of the trees. The young man, surrounded by flowers and birds, had a faint smile on his face.

It's like...

He is also happy about your meeting.

Adonis couldn't help but pinch a corner of the painting, and then made the expression that Cyril had seen countless times.

Heartbroken and ashamed.

I feel sad that I have done such a sinful thing to this painting (clenching my fists), and I feel ashamed that the negative emotions in my heart are so strong.

Then, under the smile of the person in the painting, he gradually felt relaxed.

"I feel like this painting makes me forgive myself." Asgari expressed what Adonis had never said.

Asgard's twisted wish for all transformed monsters to die has stung him countless times.

Is this right? Other transformed monsters will certainly refute it. Even if humans agree, it is only because humans are the vested interests.

But the person in the painting seemed to be telling Asgari that since you have already made your decision and are ready to sacrifice your life for it, there is nothing to be ashamed of...

After a moment's hesitation, Addison also chose to join the conversation about the painting.

"Honestly, don't you worry that some people with twisted minds will have all kinds of extreme thoughts about Sully himself after seeing this painting?"

Life always produces destructive thoughts towards beautiful things. Although most people can control it, there is always a small number of crazy people who find it difficult to restrain themselves.

Cyril looked surprised: "Why do you think so?"

"To be honest, your statement made me feel like I was hearing a joke for a moment."

Julius nodded in agreement, and then he and Cyril said in unison: "No one in this world is more perverted than Egbert!"

Calling him by his name is the greatest respect for Egbert.

"Also, have you decided to buy this painting?" Cyril had already taken the painting back from Adonis and was making a gesture to roll it up so that he could put it back into the alchemy ring.

Adonis immediately threw out all the valuable things on him. His expression was extremely serious. If Cyril were to find a suitable way to describe him, it would be the serious look on Dean Asa's face when he spoke at the opening ceremony.

But Gray Crane said, "Please sell this painting to me."

Cyril was very interested. He looked at all kinds of strange and valuable things. He asked Julius to identify them while calculating their approximate value. Later, Cyril said, "Are you sure you only want one pair? I have more than a dozen private collections here."

Not every photo is like "Suri in the Sun", which is just right for "No One Knows Surry Better Than Me 1-2".

This painting was carefully selected before being promoted.

Cyril has a large reserve of copies of other unsuitable ones, such as "Sully Feeding Crows", "Sully Watching the Rain", "Sully on the City Wall", and "Sully Not Afraid of Death".

Cyril hoped that Adonis would pay more.

He, like the king, loved making money.

After all, all the paintings of Sully were sold with a profit that was 70% taken by Euphia, who was in charge of the reproduction of the paintings, saying that it was to be saved for Sully as a fund for buying a house in the future.

The original words of the king at that time were: "You want Suli to be rich enough to buy the whole of Amiqbi."

"You don't want to?"

"No, I mean, you're selling it too cheaply."

…

It has to be said that the wealth reserves of the entire Dark Church over the years are now only barely higher than Suli.

With the help of the king who is far away in Licheng and is familiar with the effect of hype, in two or three months at most, Suli, who thought he could only rely on the pocket money given by Lan Zhe to support him, will directly become the richest man in Amikubi.

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