The battle was over, and the battle was over.

In the rebel camp, Diluk and Qin were counting the supplies sent by Hai Mo Ling and the Kingdom of Winter in the warehouse.

"Are these muskets sent from the Kingdom of Winter?" Diluk picked up the musket. This semi-automatic firearm is different from the styles of various countries today.

The firearms of the Kingdom of Winter all have a certain elemental power, which is quite outstanding in terms of lethality. Combined with firearms with different elemental attributes, they can produce unexpected effects.

Although the magic pattern firearms in this world have high lethality, they are expensive. Ordinary soldiers can't afford them at all, so they can only use ordinary ones.

"Yes, the ones sent by the Kingdom of Winter are basically weapons. The ones sent by the Sea of ​​​​Moling are food, medicine, etc."

After counting the supplies, Qin turned to look at Diluk: "I thought you were going to be a dark night hero, but I didn't expect that this time you would go straight to the stage."

"The so-called dark night hero needs someone to illuminate the darkness before dawn." Diluk shook his head and said:

"But Draanoke is different. It can no longer be simply described as darkness. It must be burned with the most extreme and violent flames."

Qin also sighed: "Instead of repeatedly treating the wound that keeps pus flowing, it is better to cut off this piece of rotten meat. Although it will be painful, it will become healthy in the future."

Draanoke is like this. If all the old things are not smashed, they will linger in the shadows and wait for opportunities.

Now there are broadcasts covering the entire territory of Draanoke every day, spreading their voices.

It is simple to just shout the slogan of overthrowing Draanoke's tyranny, but there are actually many things to do, not just in terms of armaments.

The most important thing is the program of an organization. An organization without a clear program is a mess.

People must know what they are fighting for.

After this period of uninterrupted propaganda, the thinking of the people of Dranok has also changed a lot.

Most people want to live in an equal and free country, not a kingdom of terror where they may become lowly slaves at any time.

Now the rebels have appeared, fighting against tyranny with the idea of ​​pursuing beauty and freedom, which undoubtedly gives people great confidence.

At present, more and more people have joined their team, and the end of the royal family and the nobles is coming.

"Excuse me, Mr. Diluc, Miss Qin." Esnife came to the warehouse and greeted the two gently:

"Alswe has tortured out a lot of things."

She handed a few transcripts to the two: "We have obtained the list of politicians from various countries. It is really unimaginable that there are so many people..."

Esnife's expression was incredible and angry. She couldn't imagine that those politicians and wealthy businessmen who were well-dressed in the international arena would become like that after coming to Dranok.

Ningguang only got the list of slave traders from Hai Mo Ling, but the news from Prime Minister Dranok was even more shocking.

Diluk flipped through the confession and sneered: "Sheravia, Vestalia, Delos... nearly twenty countries, really all over the world."

Those who were invited here by Alswei are all influential people in various countries, and there are even some top leaders of some countries.

Those who were invited here are not just to enjoy the service of slaves, but also to choose from many cruel ways of playing.

There are many projects such as child prostitution, torture, slave hunting, bloody duels, and even guests can put forward their own ideas, and Alswei will find ways to satisfy them.

"Do you want to publish these things?" Qin looked at the confession and was silent for a long time.

"Without substantial evidence, they will deny it."

Once it is published, it will inevitably disrupt the international situation. No one is willing to admit such a huge scandal.

"Yes." Esnife suddenly said, "Although there is no evidence for everyone, there is some evidence."

"We learned from him that some people were filmed by him with hidden video cameras when they came here to play, and there are many photos and..."

At this point, Esnife's eyes seemed to burn with fierce flames: "It was a video of torture, deliberately filmed by his guests, but secretly copied by Alsevi."

"Now these things are hidden in a secret room in the Prime Minister's Office."

Those who were invited here have always been on guard against being secretly filmed. Every time there are bodyguards and agents checking the area, but Alsevi's methods are not enough.

The secret was hidden too well, and finally got the handle of these people.

"That secret room not only contains a list of politicians and wealthy businessmen from various countries, but also many confidential documents of Dranok, defense deployment, army, spies and other details."

"I'll go to the Prime Minister's Office now." Diluk returned the confession in his hand to Esnife and left without saying anything extra.

Although the Prime Minister was abducted, the Prime Minister's Office was still heavily guarded. There are too many secrets here.

Looking at Diluk's leaving back, Qin asked: "How is Alswei?"

"He is unconscious at present and may need treatment."

She recalled Alswei's current miserable state, and the anger in her heart finally subsided a little.

"I'll go and treat him, don't let him die."

Qin let Esnife lead the way to the place where he was tortured. Alswei couldn't die now, and he had to be beheaded in front of the people of the whole country.

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At night, half of Dranok is dotted with lights, and the other half is brightly lit.

The Prime Minister's Mansion of Alsvi is not far from the palace. It is heavily guarded. After Alsvi was captured, Marcus sent a large number of people to monitor the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Countless confidential documents are hidden in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and only Alsvi knows the secret room.

Now that he is captured, no one can guarantee whether he will reveal anything.

In order not to alert the enemy, Diluk chose to act at night, and disguised himself in the daytime to come to the noble district to observe the situation.

Most of the nobles in Dranok live here. Now the forces against the royal family and the nobles are getting stronger and stronger. The nobles hide in their homes every day, and let the guards protect them every day.

The main roads leading to the outside world are occupied by the rebels. The airship is too slow and easy to become a target. At present, they can only wait for the rescue of the army.

"This is the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Diluk picked up the map and looked at the Prime Minister's Mansion not far ahead. Even though it was late at night, the guards still did not relax their vigilance.

These guards were full of fierceness, and they were elite soldiers who had been on the battlefield for a long time. The equipment on their bodies was also very expensive, and all the weapons in their hands were magic firearms engraved with magic patterns.

"It seems that the only way is to break through from the front." Diluk sighed inwardly. It was impossible to sneak in, so he could only break through from the front.

"Flame————Burn it all!"

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