Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

"I appreciate your work for this city. Mr. Night Crow from the East. Would you like a cup of coffee from Brazil?"

This was the first thing Duke Charles said when he met Ji Lin.

The nobleman wearing a dignified brown robe turned around and looked at the outsider Ji Lin, the soldier who had been applied for support here.

He wears the emblem of his family, with a gold-like pattern on his collar, and a specially groomed white beard hanging down his sides.

"I really like the coffee produced in Brazil, which always contains their unique flavor and mellow aroma. You have made enough for Britain, is there anything you need?"

We need to drive people away.

Ji Lin lowered his head and thought.

Only by completing the task can he bring back the maximum reward, and all the conditions given to him by the indigenous people of this world have no meaning to him.

He imagined many possibilities, but he did not think about the possibility that the other party wanted him to leave this place.

The other party wants him to... leave?

It’s not that there is no such possibility, but can they advance enough and solve the remaining problems?

Because of his aristocratic nature? Give back their meaningless self-esteem.

Ji Lin still believes in his own experience and wisdom more when it comes to this kind of thing. He believes that the other party can't do it.

And he has that unstable factor.

If the other party does enough, he will not appear here and will not be placed in this timeline by the system.

"If I say no, sir, the only goal I need is to solve the current problems."

Ji Lin sat on the chair and did not take the coffee from the servant.

He will not hesitate to use any violent means.

As long as 땣 can complete the mission, he will not leave until 놇 is sure that his goal is achieved.

Even if you use your own strength to clean the entire upper level of New London.

"I will not interfere with your actions and decisions. I will only solve existing problems. After that, you will not look at me again."

The Duke nodded in understanding.

"Oh, then I have a piece of information for you. I hope you are interested in it."

The Duke opened a bottle of red wine, took out two goblets and poured it into it, allowing the scarlet red wine to slowly oxidize in contact with the air and taste better.

"Ten days later, the coronation ceremony of the new King of England will be held. Lords and knights from all over the world will watch her coronation... There will be many knights on that day. Of course, there will be many knights on that day. Become New London 놅놅 BLOODY DAY.”

There are many traitors in the government, and I can't even identify those traitors.

"But I know those madmen are no longer satisfied with obtaining the bodies of ordinary people. Ordinary people... according to their words..."

The Duke pointed to the sky.

"Ordinary people's souls are not strong enough. Because these souls are not strong enough, they cannot find a path that is perfect enough for them to bring those cowardly guys with them."

That's why they need to transform wounded soldiers. There are sufficient numbers of these soldiers who crawled out from the battlefield as test subjects. Their lives are the cheapest, but their will is strong.

Ji Lin pursed his lips and leaned against the wall, listening to the Duke's slow narration.

"They need more people to conduct experiments, and they hope to use the corpses of knights from the old era to try out a...passable road for them?"

The Duke took a sip of red wine.

"No, they think that the will of the soldiers is no longer enough... They hope that virtue will be more powerful. A soldier who can withstand deep transformation is extremely valuable."

Let the soldiers persist in the process of being transformed.

And do they really want to use it for experiments? Monsters were transformed into soldiers and were born.

An undead army can cover the world forever... No one in this world can stop them.

Flesh and blood are used as fuel to drive the immortal turbine, and the soul is built into the brain.

It's like dropping a heavy blade to cut off the future route... But it's not enough. Only a small number of people in the government acquiesce.

No matter how powerful the special forces are, they cannot stop the legions made of steel.

And the Duke seems to only focus on immortality, which has the greatest impact on them personally, and there is nothing wrong with that.

According to the Duke, the scale of the disaster was not commensurate with the scale of the disaster. He understood that there was only a rebellion initiated by some nobles and a mad pursuit of immortality, formed by a small number of people...

If they solve it enough, Ji Lin will not appear here.

The situation was much worse than he thought. Maybe there were not only traitors among the top leaders of the government, but a few normal people among the traitors.

No, is this Duke really on his side?

Ji Lin inevitably recalled the cavalrymen whose bodies were filled with paint and steel. It seemed that only the cavalry captain among them had spoken.

Ryan.

The night crows are strong enough to fight

They build an army... and personal will and belief will be the most important part of it.

As a human being?

Their souls?

He doesn't understand.

But I have some vague understanding of the entire blue scene.

Ji Lin nodded.

"I'm more curious about why you provided help to me?"

"Because they are no longer human. Is this reason enough?"

Duke Charlie turned around, shrugged, and raised his tea cup to salute Ji Lin.

"I really can't tolerate this land where so many heroes were born being ruled by the undead."

Even if those undead creatures are completely human, created by the crystallization of human wisdom.

This seems even more vicious, doesn't it?

Precisely because they are completely created by humans.

Duke Charles looked up and watched the figure of the night crow disappear into the black night sky of New London.