old dream

Chapter 204 Takeover and Transaction

In more than 70 days, the hot year will be over.

The female moon is gradually moving away from the sun, and the earth will usher in a ten-year "cold year".

Referring to the past history, once the world enters a cold year, disasters will continue and everything will not go well.

Both the catastrophe and the Senalite War broke out in a cold year, and the Holy King Elgard died of illness in a cold year.Even more distantly, the tribes of Udir were also driven southward by the biting cold wave.

In November of the year [-] in the new calendar, the cruel cold year has not really arrived, but some signs have already appeared.On the southwestern coast of the League, a large-scale bloody riot occurred in Stade.

Because the mob and the resisters each held automatic weapons, the riot caused nearly a thousand civilian casualties in just half a day.

This is a difficult thing to accept, after all, this is not the state of Kayu, but the mainland of the alliance.

developed civilized world.

Marizio walked blankly on the messy road, black smoke was still rising from the temporary roadblock, as if he had just experienced a street battle.Until now, even though he had executed dozens of people, Marizio still had a hard time believing that the place where he had stayed all his life would actually become like a battlefield.

When the exchange of fire actually took place, the crowded crowd began to flee in panic.There were dozens of "soldiers" at the checkpoint where Marizio was. They were the essence of the Caruso family. They exchanged fire with more than a dozen former professional soldiers, and more than 20 people died in half an hour.

The other party left nine bodies, but now Marizio found that two of them had no gunshot wounds, and the cause of death is unknown.

It may be the inexplicable deaths of these two people that made others lose the will to continue fighting.

The gang members were laying the bodies together, and they were not afraid of death, but the intensity of the riot had exceeded his expectations.

For the whole of South Stade, this sentinel is just a small corner.They barely gained the advantage, so what about the other sentinels at the same time?
How many young and strong are left of the Caruso family who came out in full force?
And how many thugs have they let into Southstadt that they can't block?
No one dared to continue imagining.

Marizio knelt before the bodies of those members and kissed their mortal wounds so hard that his teeth were stained with blood.According to traditional etiquette, the patriarch is obliged to avenge them, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

But who to take revenge on, Ankh?
Even if he is the general leader of the five-handed family, he can only feel powerless at this moment.

A member handed him a handkerchief to wipe the blood dripping from his mouth.But the "big boss" just held a handkerchief and looked blankly at the end of the street.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow..."

At this time, there was a sound of neat footsteps in the distance.

The members of Caruso looked at each other, each seeing the despair in the eyes of their companions.But they still gathered the will to fight, gritted their teeth and returned to the back of the bunker.

Because they have no retreat, the family is only separated by a narrow street.

Only Marizio frowned and looked into the distance, the direction from which the footsteps came.Among them are not only the sound of footsteps, but also the sound of some heavy vehicles rolling over the road, and even the sporadic and crisp sound of horseshoes.

It was clearly not a rioting crowd.

Marizio thought of something, and gradually, an unbelievable expression appeared in his eyes.The "Big Boss", who had always worn a signet ring and looked as handsome as Emperor Naleth, now had a mouth full of blood and staggered awkwardly up a damaged roadblock.He stood unsteadily, staggering and looking into the distance.

And at the far end of his line of sight, amidst the sound of marching footsteps, an officer riding a white horse seemed to leap out of the horizon.The olive green military uniform and helmet could be vaguely seen, and the slender command knife in his hand was reflecting cold silver light.

Marizio almost fell off the barricade and screamed.His face, which was always calm, seemed funny for a moment because he couldn't adapt to the ecstasy.

On the ground, he pushed himself back with hands and feet, and shouted at everyone without looking back:
"Quick, cough, put away the guns—"

He just said a word, and he kept coughing because of the old throat disease.But Marizio suppressed the discomfort and shouted like a rooster in a high voice:

"It's the army, cough, it's the army that took over Stade!"

…………

Just relying on the cooperation reached with Ke Lin, the Grand Duke will not be able to mobilize the garrison near Stade.

Because the life and death of these illegal immigrants has never been related to him.

Rather, he was happy to see this situation.

Perhaps employers in Stade would welcome refugees, but for Archduke Edmund, these unintegrated and difficult-to-govern communities were like sores on his back.

It is only because of humanitarian reasons and the lobbying of the factory owner that it is inconvenient for him to clean it up.

The mobilization of the army to take over the Stade was what Craigie had won.

Craigie's call with the Grand Duke three days ago.

"I'm not going to hang on to the past forever."

"But if you want me to do something now, you should pay the corresponding price." The Grand Duke said:

"Speaking of which, it's been almost seven years? Craigie?"

Can't bring out anything interesting?

"..." Craigie was silent, thinking about something.After a long time he said:

"There is a message."

Is it worth mobilizing 7000 people for just one piece of information?But upon hearing this answer, Archduke Edmund became interested instead.

Craigie knew himself, and since he thought he would accept it, it might be really worth it.

"You said."

The Grand Duke answered without hesitation.

Once a secret is told, it cannot be taken back, so the Grand Duke's answer is tantamount to accepting the deal with Craigie.

"...My family, the Dallozzo family has been obsessed with studying everything about the night people for generations, you know."

Craigie said slowly, somewhat unable to restrain the strong disgust in his heart.Started to scratch his arms unconsciously, just like toxins began to emerge in the blood:
"That's why Lentz, my younger brother, went to Senal because of the Yemin."

"The royal family made a promise to the night people. If they can finally restore their country, the new kingdom can give them a legal land to live in."

"So many night people went there..."

Craigie's breathing became disordered, and his fingers were constantly entangled as if they were about to break:
"Lentz has been chasing them and has also gone to Senal."

Hesitantly.

"So in those few years, he should have made new progress."

"What progress?"

The Grand Duke didn't give Craigie any chance to breathe, and pressed on with the question.

"I'm not sure." Craigie seemed to be choking:
"I do not know."

"A few years ago, I found a man who claimed to be Lenz's son. I read his test report, and those numbers... are extremely abnormal."

"Who?"

The Grand Duke's voice asked from the communicator.At the same time, there were some distorted paper flipping sounds from his end, maybe he took some materials at hand:
"Colin Darllozzo?"

The Archduke tried to confirm.

Craigie's eyes widened, then snapped shut.

But he found that even in the darkness after closing his eyes, there seemed to be still deformed light eroding him, and he let out a desperate wail.

After that, the Grand Duke sat in front of the communicator, patiently waiting for the answer from the other side.But apart from some constant scratching and the sound of the chair legs colliding with the ground, Craigie on the opposite side didn't say a word.

"Okay." The Grand Duke was the last to say.

He gently closed the high-density communicator, and removed the high-grade redstone installed on the back. It had turned gray and was completely useless.

The Grand Duke thought for a while, and said to himself:

"We've made a deal."

(End of this chapter)