Mage Veja

Chapter 722 The Perfect Person?

City of War, Rebel Command.

Veigar had already met with Coverdale and sat in on the Rebels' daily meetings in the conference room cubicle with Housman.

"Leader, brothers can't hold it anymore!"

The loud voice of an officer echoed: "Every day during the demonstrations, more and more civilians stormed the headquarters. At first they just threw some rotten eggs, but now they dared to throw stones at us, and two brothers were injured. There is no way to go on like this, you should either surrender early, or let me show some color to those troublemakers."

"Don't forget that you are also a civilian."

Another skinny officer said disdainfully: "Don't think that after being an officer here for a few days, you really regard yourself as a master. Maybe one day the imperial army launches an attack, and we will lose everything immediately."

"Mr. Willinger, what do you mean by that?"

The officer clapped his hands heavily and said, "You mean it will be a matter of time before we lose the war, and everyone will be imprisoned?"

"Isn't this obvious?"

Willinger snorted and said, "If you can win, who will surrender? If you can find any victory points, I will never say such words."

"William, sit down!"

Coverdale said angrily: "I repeat, I will not surrender. Without my order, no one is allowed to harm civilians. Those who violate orders will be dealt with according to military law."

"I'm sorry, please forgive me for not being able to do it."

Willinger looked at the leader Coverdale and said: "At the time our army was marching forward, I never thought of refuting you, because I think your decision is correct, and you are an extremely wise person. But today, You are no longer you, you have forgotten what we are fighting for, I will not obey a leader who disregards the lives of soldiers for his own selfishness."

Bowed deeply towards Coverdale.

Wellinger said: "After seven days, if you are still stubborn, I will lead my men to surrender to the imperial army, because it is meaningless to continue to resist. Please understand that we, as civilians, want to change Fighting against the Empire, now that the Empire has changed through our efforts, my subordinates and I have no reason to continue fighting."

"I'm sorry, chief."

"I'll take the first step."

"I agree with Mr. Willing."

"..."

One by one, half the officers left the meeting room.

The remaining half of the people also showed hesitation on their faces, and only a few of them cursed out of righteous indignation: "Willier, a traitor, his life was saved by the leader, and now he is saying such outrageous words!"

"That's it for today."

Coverdale seemed tired and waved the meeting over.

Seven days.

If there is nothing to do within seven days, half of the battle has already been lost before it even starts.

The reason is simple. Half of the officers headed by Willinger control an army of nearly 20. This surrender is tantamount to breaking an arm, and will make more officers and soldiers start to follow their example.

Lose without fighting!

These four words couldn't help appearing in Coverdale's mind.

Since you can't wait any longer, you can only take the initiative to attack?

If it is said that waiting to die is a slow death, then taking the initiative to attack the imperial army is a direct sudden death.

He doesn't understand what kind of choice to make is the right decision.

"Your Excellency, why are you so confused?"

Vega led Housman out of the compartment, and asked Coverdale with a smile.

Hearing Vega's voice, Coverdale's eyes lit up.

But this ray of light soon fell silent, and he said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty just laughed at you. I originally wanted you to take over the next war, but now it seems that you have made your trip in vain. I didn't Thinking that the morale of the army will collapse so quickly, and now half of the officers have not obeyed my orders, I thought I could hold on for another two months..."

He has been imitating Veigar.

It is taken for granted that it doesn't matter if the officers are stupid, as long as they can obey the orders, it seems to be a big mistake now, these officers actually naively believed in the promise of the empire, and were ready to defy his order and surrender to the empire.

"Isn't there still seven days left?"

Veigar showed an extremely bright smile: "As long as Your Excellency is willing, you can easily regain your rights."

Coverdale was taken aback, then shook his head and said: "They have already firmly believed in the promise of the empire, and words can no longer convince them. You should understand the reason why people who pretend to be asleep cannot be woken up, right?"

"Of course I know that."

Veigar's smile became brighter and brighter: "I have never tried to wake up those who pretend to be asleep, nor will I lobby those who are stubborn. The only way I can deal with these people is to let them sleep forever."

"You, you mean..."

There was a struggle in Coverdale's eyes.

It's not that he didn't think about killing all the people who disobeyed the order, but after all, they were his comrades who fought side by side. Now if he wants to kill his own people, he can't go through the psychological pain first. one off.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty... is there any other way?"

Coverdale asked, taking a chance.

Veigar said while putting on his mask again: "Of course there are ways, deception, threats, begging... As long as the method is right, it is easy to 'temporarily' dispel their idea of ​​surrender, but the first method is the most efficient and cheapest. way of time."

"Excuse me, Your Excellency Coverdale, how do you choose?"

Veigar's last smile was about to be covered by a mask: "With all due respect, for the common people and the bottom of the society, enough kindness can make their lives better, and it is not empty talk that good people get good rewards. But you are no longer a commoner, For a king, mercy, pity? Huh!"

The voice fell.

Coverdale raised his head and met Vega's eyes that were about to be covered by the mask: "Your Majesty, I will not forget the original intention of my efforts so far, but I already understand how to do it."

Veigar paused with his masked hand.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then the mask completely covered Veigar's face: "I will look forward to your performance."

"Your Majesty, please look forward to the dinner tomorrow night." Coverdale gave Vega a military salute.

Veigar nodded, and led Housman out of the meeting room.

It's so interesting.

Veigar's eyes shone with excitement, because his words undoubtedly advised Coverdale that if he wanted to become a real king, he must give up the compassion and compassion in his heart and kill those who did not obey his orders. .

But Coverdale denied Veigar's words.

He told Veigar that he didn't want to be a king, and he would not violate his original intention of rebelling against the corrupt imperial regime in order to save the common people of the empire, but he already understood how to do it.

This approach is also -

Kill all the subordinates who disobey the order, and then regain power.

If Vega, the king, abandoned all benevolence and sacrificed his subordinates without hesitation, then Coverdale, who wanted to be the savior, killed his subordinates in order to save the people and overthrow the imperial regime.

Obviously the approach is the same, but the reasons run counter to each other.

This success aroused Vega's strong curiosity, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Angel? Or a demon? The best? Or the worst? I'd like to see if this kindness or evil can bring Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)