Alien world

Chapter 991 Chapter 222. The Fourth War

Several horses carrying Alexander and his men galloped out of the city of Sion and rushed to Herrit's manor.

"Look, boss, they are the only ones coming with us!"

They dismounted and found that only a few swans had followed them.

"It's too early to be happy, no one is helping us!"

Alexander calmly sheathed his sword: "I understand, they will help whoever wins."

In addition to the extras watching the excitement from a distance, the freshmen who had followed Annan for half a month all started to think at the same time.

"I understand... No wonder you chose to shoot this magical video at this time." Henry looked at Annan with admiration.

"The people are a loose group of sand, they will only stand on the side that wins..."

But his thinking was a little off...

Annan led Henry away from the crowd and corrected him: "Then why don't you understand that whoever they help will win?"

"Whoever you help will win...?"

"Yes, this world is controlled by nobles and professionals, and peasants can only be peasants for their entire lives. But when they awaken, whether they resist or refuse to cooperate, without peasants, who will they enslave?"

“Calm waters can support ships, but when huge waves are raised, even the largest ships will capsize.”

Henry was overcome with emotion that he had never experienced in the previous twenty years, and it deeply shook his soul.

"I don't want to learn Magical Imaging anymore, Lord Annan!"

"what?"

"I want to join the Free Blade and awaken more civilians!"

Annan didn't expect that he could fool Henry with just a few words: "That's not the case... If the magic image is well done, its contribution will not be less than that of the Free Blade."

"But I want the civilians to know the truth..."

"That's what I'm talking about."

Henry looked confused.

Annan said, “Don’t understand?”

"I don't understand."

"It's easy to understand why you like Liberty City."

"Because of the magical image—"

Henry suddenly woke up and understood.

Facing Henry who showed potential and talent, Annan did not hide anything and continued, "I divide wars into four types. The first is the simple war that has lasted for tens of thousands of years on this continent. You kill my relatives with a sword, and I kill your relatives with my fists. The second is economic war. This kind of war will only bleed in invisible places. People in this world are still groping, but they will learn it sooner or later. You will also learn it in the academy in the future. The third is holy war. Humans get power from gods and expand the territory for gods. It is actually very similar to the relationship between monarchs and knights."

"And the fourth is the cultural war of magic images, newspapers, and all related inventions in the future."

“Culture war?”

Annan stopped and looked at the crew not far away. They were preparing for the next scene.

"Well, they are poison packaged in a nice way. When we can get them to think the way we want them to think, sooner or later we can get them to act the way we want them to act."

"What's really scary is that this poison is harmless but highly addictive. Even if smart people see this and point it out, they will only be attacked by ignorant people."

Henry pursed his lips, seeing for the first time the cruelty of this world: "It's terrible..."

"Yes, so if this power is obtained by evil forces, it will only bring disaster."

Think about it, when a succubus who enjoys playing with lives is suddenly praised by everyone, talking about her beauty and temptation, covering up her cruelty, who would still find the succubus scary?
"Thank you for telling me this, I, I..." Henry was speechless.

"You will know sooner or later." Annan smiled nonchalantly and said to Henry who lowered his head. "After all, you are the future of Liberty City."

Henry suddenly raised his head, with tears of gratitude in his eyes: "You...you can't do anything stupid!" "What do you mean by doing something stupid?"

Annan gave him a strange look and said, "I'm just saying that my power is limited after all, so I can only be a guide and a foundation. It's up to you to really make Liberty City grow into a towering tower."

……

"Did he really say that?"

The incredulous military minister looked up and asked his confidant.

"Well, he also said..."

"say what?"

"If you don't want your complaint to be sent to the House of Representatives, just bow your head and admit your mistake."

The military minister was relieved upon hearing this: "Then let him go."

"Oh……"

He stopped his confidant who was turning around and said, "No, give him an apology. Prepare a big gift and send it to him, and make sure people see it."

"What if he doesn't accept it?"

"I hit you with a Kinnar, will you yell no or will you stop?"

"I understand..." The confidant hesitated to speak.

"what you want to say?"

"Sir, is it worth it? If the messenger doesn't give you a letter of recommendation, you will forge one to win over the Free City. Won't that offend all the nobles?"

"They are just a bunch of dying people. Those guys don't even look in the mirror. They only know how to make money, commit crimes, and steal from the poor. Do they want to come to Liberty City?"

The Minister of Military Affairs snorted coldly, "And if we don't behave better, how can that champion warlock see my value?"

The confidant remained silent, so the military minister took the initiative to ask: "Do you think I am too attentive?"

"Well...if the city lord wants to hold you accountable after the war."

"He won't," the Minister of War said confidently. "Just because I allowed the Free Blade to recruit members in the army and got one-fifth of the members of Parliament to stand on our side, he will remember my kindness!"

If he is given a few more months, he can make the entire Kingdom Parliament listen to him. By then, it will not be difficult to put the King under house arrest, let alone affect the Kingdom.

The confidant went out to prepare the valuable gifts, and the military minister turned around and looked out the window.

The last month of the Saint Laurent calendar year 1001 is coming...

He looked towards the north, as if he could see the cold wave brewing on the north side of the snow-capped mountains, the demon army marching in the wind and snow, the old kingdom turned into a paradise for ratmen, and countless dark pasts buried under the pure snow.

"That's fine. This corrupt country is no longer worthy of a dignified death..."

He let out a breath.

knock knock --

At this time, there was a knock on the door

"Who?"

The confidant who had returned pushed the door open, followed by someone else.

"Be prepared, Lord Annan will arrive at the new capital soon." The messenger said after the confidant closed the door.

“What!?” The military minister’s eyes suddenly widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, “Am I crazy or are you crazy? Are you talking nonsense? I worked hard to help you develop secretly, not to let that sorcerer come and die!”

"Lord Annan is approaching the Brock Valley." The messenger said expressionlessly, "He said that the most dangerous place is the safest place."

"And Lord Annan wants to question Clo in person."

(End of this chapter)