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"I hope you will accept our allegiance."

After finishing speaking, Jia Silin didn't get up immediately, and still maintained a gesture of saluting.

He lowered his head, waiting respectfully for the other party's permission.

However, the other party did not speak quickly.

Why so silent?

What is he thinking about?
Do you doubt our sincerity?
Thinking of this, I was a little anxious, this time Jia Silin really didn't have any extra tricks, they really wanted to offer their loyalty.

He couldn't help but want to speak, but then he suddenly heard a voice.

dong dong dong...

Not my own heartbeat, but the sound you make when you hit wood.

Jia Silin couldn't see the other person's expression, but could only vaguely feel that the other person seemed to be tapping the table with his fingers and making a thumping sound.

What will he look like?
Fun?Still skeptical?
Jia Silin didn't know, but every sound seemed to hit Jia Silin's heart.

dong dong!

"Sit down."

Finally, the voice that made Jacelin almost collapse stopped, and he heard the other party's still gentle voice:
"You say you stand for 'Silver Union,' what is that? I don't remember hearing the name before."

call……

The mood that had been mentioned all the time was finally relieved. Since the other party was willing to ask questions, it meant that there was still something to talk about.

Jia Silin got up and sat on the stool, and said respectfully:
"It's very normal that you haven't heard of it, because our Silver Alliance has not been established for a long time, and before you came, we didn't dare to carry out activities in the open."

In fact, even the current activities of the Silver Alliance are still being carried out in secret, and have not stepped forward.

"We are composed of 49 noble families below the duke title. We have only one purpose, to resist the existing corrupt and corrupt system."

"The group of guys who don't treat civilians as human beings should be wiped out."

Emotions became agitated, and Jacelin forgot her previous fear and looked straight into the prophet's eyes.

"We were still waiting for an opportunity, and now your arrival is the perfect time."

"Please accept our allegiance and lead us forward!"

Against corruption?

When Ning Feng first heard this sentence, he subconsciously wanted to laugh out loud.

He has heard too many high-sounding words, but almost none of them can really keep his heart.

It doesn't even need to be said that after so many years, it is still difficult to maintain the original heart.

It's just that when he saw Jia Silin's eyes, he found that the other party was not joking, but really believed in their slogan.

No matter what the future holds, at this moment, their will is firm, and they really want to resist the corrupt and corrupt system of the so-called aristocrats.

For those guys, he was really angry in his heart.

but……

Although the emotions are real and the thoughts are real, there is still a little naivety.

After Jia Silin finished speaking, Ning Feng did not comment on their ideals, but just asked a question.

Looking at the excited young nobleman, he asked:

"Although you today vow to resist them, if one day your descendants become like them, what will you do when that day comes?"

"Are you going to wait for another group of people to overthrow you?"

This is not alarmist talk, but something that is very likely to happen.

Ning Feng didn't know if the dragon slayer would turn into a dragon in the end.

But he is very clear that as long as the time is long enough, the former victim may turn around and become a new perpetrator.

"Will not!"

Flatly denying that possibility, Jia Silin looked directly into Ning Feng's eyes.

This time, his will did not waver in the slightest.

"It won't happen that day. We will keep these in our inheritance and warn our descendants."

"With the lessons learned from the past, I believe they will never go on the same path again."

Naive thought.

Not annoying, though

Smiling and shaking his head, Ning Feng smiled and asked:

"Do you think that the nobles of the original golden age hoped that their descendants would become what they are today?"

"This one……"

Jacelin wanted to deny it, but in the end she kept her mouth shut.

Of course he knew, as a nobleman, he knew too well.

Every aristocrat in the golden age can be regarded as a model of nobility, and that is a truly yearning era!
But now, what do their heirs look like?
"The long time is enough for all the traditions to die away, and by then most of what is left will be the rotten dross after distortion."

Jacelyn lowered her head, thinking.

And Ning Feng was not in a hurry, and waited quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Jia Silin finally raised her head.

The confusion still in his eyes gradually dissipated, he seemed to be looking at Ning Feng, and he seemed to be telling himself:

"If one day we break our vows, then..."

"You don't need to do it, you don't need anyone else, let us destroy it in our own hands."

"Blood of silver will only perish in the hands of blood of silver."

Naive.

idealized.

unrealistic.

For such an oath that is not very credible, such evaluations can be as much as possible.

But do you want to say no?
Is there a reason for rejection?
Ning Feng stood up with a smile, held the thorn stick, and said softly:
"Kneel down."

kneel down?

Jia Silin was only stunned for a moment before she came to her senses, got up excitedly, lowered her head and knelt down in front of Ning Feng on one knee.

The golden light shone slightly in the eyes, and the cane of thorns rested on Jia Silin's shoulder.

laugh.

Sharp thorns pierced the kneeling man's skin, and blood stained his shoulders.

As the Prophet watched, the nobles of silver endured pain.

Until, I heard a voice that seemed to echo in my heart.

"Don't forget the faith of this moment."

"I'll keep an eye on you."

goo.

Nodding excitedly, Jia Silin replied loudly:

"Yes!"

At this point, the contract is condensed.

It's just that the contract did not fall on the soul of the swearer, but was held in the hands of the prophet.

Rather than being bound by an oath, he wants to see what will happen to people's will.

Lifting the cane, the blood on it seeped into it without any residue.

Looking at Jia Silin who was still kneeling on the spot, Ning Feng suddenly said:
"Speaking of which, why is it silver?"

what?
Although it was a bit strange why the other party asked such a question at this time, Jia Silin still explained honestly:

"That's right, because the current great nobles claim to be descendants of the golden age, and each of them has golden blood flowing in their bodies."

"Although we small and medium-sized nobles are also nobles, they are humbler than them. They are the so-called silver descendants."

"Since we choose to resist, it is in order not to become the same people. We disdain their so-called golden blood."

"Since they call us silver, then we are proud of this silver blood!"

He held his head proudly, proud of his silver.

"One last question, what is your family name?"

"Fella."

Bowing her head towards Ning Feng, Jia Silin said respectfully:
"Jacelin Ferra, on behalf of the Silver Alliance, I would like to pay high tribute to the great prophet."

"Please lead us forward."

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, it was very cold, and I went to work.

During the Chinese New Year, red envelopes will be distributed in the whole booking group, don't forget to collect them.