Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 681 [Chapter of the Game of Death] 130: All Beings (7)

Bill Bessarius, this gray-haired ruffian old man is not as reckless and stupid as he appears on the surface.

As one of the founders of the management system of the entire Yanan City, Guer Besarius has been a member of the "Pension Gang" of the House of Lords in the early years. Because the empire parachuted many clerks and scholars to Yanan City in the past few years, so He had to come from the House of Lords to the House of Commons to serve as a senator to check and balance the "Empire Gang" that was airborne to Yanan City and soon formed a large scale.

Like every senior member of the House of Lords, Guer Besarius came from an ancient aristocratic family, which existed before the expansion of the empire's territory to the city of Yanan, with such a long history that even the bloodline is no longer pure——

Although Besalius bears the surname "Besalius", which represents the title of viscount, he is not a pure-blooded nobleman, but the illegitimate son of the previous generation of Viscount Besalius, who was born after a certain reception. accidental product.

This old guy's luck has been bursting from the womb - the old Viscount Besarius Bisheng was addicted to wine, sex and all kinds of aromatherapy a hundred years ago, and he ruined his body at a young age, so that he was still alive at the age of 40. No heirs.

Under such circumstances, the appearance of Guer Besarius became the hope of the Besarius family.

After getting older, Miel Besalius successively killed the nephew of the family mistress, and came to the door to announce that he was the illegitimate son of the old Viscount Besalius. After the male favorite of the old Viscount Besalius and the brothers of the old Viscount Besalius, he finally succeeded in taking over the title of Viscount of the Besalius family and became the new Viscount.

In this process, Heite Justus contributed a lot.

Although the age difference between the two is almost 30 years old, it does not prevent them from being inseparable. There are rumors that they even exchanged favors at that time, and their relationship was so good that they didn't care about wearing a pair of pants.

It's a pity that members of the Justus family have always been short-lived. After sending off two generations of Justus one after another, Mr. Besarius still protects the Justus family.

"Winston Churchill is a real no-nonsense man."

There was no seriousness in the tone of Val Bessarius, but he was clearly discussing something that needed seriousness.

Charles looked depressed, but Guer Bessarius knew that he was not lost because of the future of Yanan City. Charles had already passed the age of wanting to create a better future for the city with passion.

"He came from an aristocratic family before the establishment of the Northern Federation. At that time, the Northern Federation did not open customs, and the commerce was not developed. The people who grew up in this land were poor in all aspects. Later, his family sent him to study in the imperial capital. Those new things must have caused a considerable blow to the values ​​he had cultivated since he was a child, otherwise, how could he have come up with such a thing as taking human life as a vote?"

Charles frowned, shook his head again and again, and said in a low voice:
"It's too careless... It's really too careless. He doesn't look like a nobleman."

Gil Bessarius patted Charles on the shoulder:

"Aristocracy is not defined in this way. According to the standards of earlier eras, no one is more aristocratic than Winston Churchill. He is harmless to humans and animals, elegant and compassionate, and turns into a jackal when it comes to interests. Such a talent Only a real noble can end wars and build an empire, and those who are bound by imaginary morality cannot become nobles."

"Charles, let's go back. The parade is coming uptown before noon. It's time for us and those guys to make a final decision on this matter."

Although Charles is the leader of the Conservative Party, because of the gap in age and experience, he has always remained in awe of Mr. Bessarius. The two walked through the brand new red carpet in the corridor of the House of Representatives in silence and entered the chamber.

The interior space of the meeting hall is very large, and the square ladder surrounds the position of the speaker in the center. It looks like a black boxing ring in the lower city of Yanan City. Fight like a black fist and fight until your head is bloody.

The meeting hall is not luxurious, and even the venue has not been renovated in the decades since the establishment of the parliament.

The only difference from before is that there are fewer people here.

The huge square space was able to accommodate nearly 30 people 600 years ago, but until now, only the most central part of the conference hall can accommodate people to sit.

Everyone else was already there when Charles and Bill Bessarius entered, and the seats were already full except for the seat of the dead Leonard Adams, who was vacant.

On the speaker's seat was the archbishop who was airborne by a choral group to the members to transcribe the records of the House. The kindly-looking archbishop was already drowsy because the venue was too warm, as if he was about to smash his head on the speaker's table in the next moment.

"Praise the Holy Light!"

The deliberate yelling made by L. Bessarius woke up the archbishop and successfully aroused the latter's dissatisfaction.

"Viscount Bessarius, haven't you gone to the south for the winter?"

The archbishop looked like an eunuch in the palace, both in appearance and manner, especially his browless and beardless appearance, which aroused the imagination of others.

"I remember that the Besarius family built a villa on the shore of Worm Lake in the south in the early years. Every winter, they would drag their family to the south to spend the winter. Why didn't they go this year? It was to solve the problems caused by the system you made at the beginning. causing trouble?"

The archbishop uttered this sharper word in a calm tone and sharp voice.

"The head of the group knew the sufferings suffered by the people of Yanan City, so he told me that he must help deal with this matter this time."

Mr. Charles Bessarius stepped forward and said:
"Praise the Holy Light, the Grand Master is such a merciful man."

It was another young man who took over the conversation:

"The kindness of the grand master should be put into practice, such as expanding church schools, promoting education for the poor, and opening up the faith to new immigrants."

This statement aroused strong discomfort from Winston Churchill, who almost said in a swearing tone:

"Freeman, shut your mouth. You want to use your mouth unrealistically all day to call the taxes of Yanan City. This kind of stupid talk is a waste of everyone's time."

A young man named Freeman gave a sharp response:

"General Churchill, you must not understand that if my proposal can be voted into a resolution, you don't have to use the reputation of a butcher to let those soldiers and marchers selected from the people kill each other."

Winston Churchill stood up abruptly, fixed his eyes on Freeman, and the young man almost stopped breathing with his murderous aura.

"Everyone be quiet, we are here to discuss things today, not to fight, are you right, General Churchill."

The Archbishop sitting in the speaker's seat spoke, and Winston Churchill had to sit back in his seat and remained silent for the next few minutes.

(End of this chapter)