Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1342

As the political center of the entire Western Land, the Lord's Mansion has always held the highest power since its establishment.

Including executive power, judicial power and military command power, three powers in one.

Any order issued from here, no matter how loud the opposition may be, is bound to be carried out.

As for those idiots who overestimate one's capabilities trying to mantis trying to stop a chariot, they will be crushed by ruthless without exception.

This has been proven countless times over a decade.

And with the ebbing of time, everyone can clearly feel how far-sighted those unpopular decrees were.

There is no doubt that the way the Western Lands govern differs from most secular regimes in that Alan, the supreme ruler, wields absolute violence.

Whether it is his own powerful strength, or the brand new army system built around the Knight regiment and the great sword, he is far ahead of this world.

Many rebellions started by greedy merchants or local nobles were suppressed by the latter with no difficulty.

All members of the family, young and old, without exception, will be executed by ruthless.

It is precisely because of these bloody facts that countless guys whose interests have been damaged dare not speak out, and in the end they can only grit their teeth and accept the established facts.

Over time, everyone began to get used to the laws and institutions of the West.

This also means that Alan has established his Supreme authority in the simplest and most primordial way.

No one dares to object!

No one dares outward devotion but inner opposition, or even launches a rebellion at the huge risk of the death of the whole family!

At this moment, all the bureaucrats, high-ranking military, big businessmen, representatives of the major city-states in the southern land, priests of the holy light church, and Paladin are all gathered together, silently watching the sitting Alan in the chair in front, and Arturia standing beside him.

Suddenly!

The closed door behind was pushed open with a bang, followed by a group of silver-eyed swordsmen wearing white tight clothes, which caused quite a commotion in an instant.

It should be known that although the upper class of the Western Land knows the existence of these Silver-Eyed Killers, they are not very sure what kind of relationship they have with their lords, and most of the time they just keep acquiescence attitude.

But today, such a large and undisguised entry into the lord's mansion clearly means that something important is about to happen.

Milia obviously had a lot of questions that she wanted to ask Alan for answers directly, but was stopped by Galadia the moment she spoke.

The latter lowered his voice and stuck it to the former's ear to remind: "Don't make a sound! Pay attention to the occasion! Now is not the time for us to speak." At the small gestures of the two, they did not make any sign of it. They went straight to the front and rubbed their chest with one hand and bowed: "The commander of the First Army regiment of the expeditionary force, Ineli, will report to you!"

Alan's important nod with a smile: "You came two days earlier than I expected. Just in time, I have a very important thing to announce today."

"Something important?" A highp The level officer had a curious look on his face.

"Yes! I have decided to officially launch a battle of vengeance on the ceremony of the merger of the land of the west and the land of the south, sending our fleet and soldiers across the sea to destroy the country behind the organization ."

Alan didn't hide anything, and frankly revealed his plan that had been brewing for ten years.

After all, he has been improving technology, accumulating materials, and increasing population over the years, in order to be able to pull up a huge army of more than 100,000 people when needed.

Especially the food, gunpowder, armor, swords, and firearms piled up in the warehouse, but anyone who is not a fool knows that this is preparing for war.

For a long time, officials thought the war was against the Southern Lands and holy light churches.

But now that the two parties have reached an agreement to merge into one entity, all materials will naturally be used elsewhere.

"The organization... the country behind the organization?!"

Another official glanced subconsciously at the great sword that had just walked in from the outside.

Inelli took the initiative to step forward and explained: "The organization, that is, the institution that made us Silver-Eyed Killers, is actually a scientific research institution from another continent. The demons, awakeneds, and great swords are all made by them. The high-level purpose of the organization is to develop a controllable weapon to help the country behind them fight the descendants of the dragon sent by another country in the continent."

"What? You mean...the hometown we live in is used as a testing ground for weapons?"

"Bastard! My father and elder sister were killed by the demon and Eat it! This group is damned!"

"fief lord! I beg you to send all our troops to kill them all at once!"

"Yes! Kill them all!" Let this group of scumbags a debt of blood must be paid in blood!"

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For a while, the unexperienced emotions in the room became excited.

After all, for hundreds of years, the organization has done a lot of evil, and there are too many families who have tasted the pain of losing bloodline loved ones.

Now that the truth is known, all this pain has turned into naked hatred.

as everyone knows, there is no reason for people in hatred.

What they want most right now is to find a way to vent their intense emotions.

"Quiet!"

Looking at the crowd with angry fire in their eyes, Alan's eyes flashed an imperceptible smile, tapped the table lightly with his fingers and said : "I know, you must be very angry now, and the anger in your heart can even burn the entire world to the ground. But before I give the order, there are still some things to add. In fact, before the organization came to this island Before, there used to be a country and civilization here, and the nobles scattered all over were the residues after the country was destroyed. Unfortunately, it was destroyed by the country ruthless behind the organization. In that catastrophe, the island was at least More than half the population was killed, and many more were forced into consumables like cattle and slaves for cruel experiments."

"You...are you kidding? This island once had a Country? I...how can we not find its records in any texts and legends?" An elderly scholar over the age of seventy stood up tremblingly.

"It's very simple! Because the brutal massacre more than a hundred years ago completely destroyed the history, writing, culture and literate people of this country, and then spent decades completely cutting off traffic. Contact, isolate towns and villages one after another, so that they can't communicate with each other. Finally, spread fear with the help of the created demon, to ensure that everyone lives in poverty and trembling with fear, and there is no way to calm down. Think, until all the people who are born think that the demon this thing exists since ancient times. Tell me, can you now understand how cruel that massacre was?"

Speaking, Alan raised Start unleashing the magic of the Illusion Technique, revealing a brutal impact and picture in front of everyone.

I saw soldiers in standard armor rushing into the city like wolves, slaughtering unarmed civilians, looting their belongings, and raping young and beautiful women.

As for men, the elderly and children, they will be killed immediately.

Just the corpses of children under seven or eight years old piled up on the side of the road into a hill.

Especially the pair of Divine Eyes full of fear and despair are enough to touch the softest part of everyone's heart.

The elderly scholar's eyes were covered with scarlet blood in just a few seconds, his dry fingers clenched his fists tightly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is this... these are true? "

"I assure you, all this is what actually happened in history." Alan without the slightest hesitation answered in the affirmative.

To be honest, he was quite shocked when he saw the results of the Guardian's investigation.

To a certain extent, what the country behind the organization has done to the indigenous people of this island is no less than the genocide of the Native Americans by European colonists.

The only difference is that the organization needs to retain a certain population on this island, so that it can continuously obtain the raw material necessary for the experiment - people.

"I think I understand!" The old man nodded lightly, then roared with all his strength in his right hand, "Vengeance! Revenge at all costs! The offal pays the price! The price of blood!"

"Vengeance!"

"Vengeance!"

"For everything they did on this island Do it all!"

"Kill every living person in sight on that land! Whether it's the old man! The woman! The child! This is their blood debt to us!"

In the blink of an eye, there was only a deafening roar in the entire hall.

Feeling the turbulent emotions of everyone present, Alan finally slowly stood up from his chair and announced with a blank face: "In the name of the lord! I now officially order the Knight regiment to be the leader. The backbone forms six Legions. Remember! This is a battle of vengeance! There is no forgiveness! There is no sympathy! There is only killing and death!"

"As you wish!"

Several commanders of the Knight regiment one-knee kneels one after another, slapping their left chest hard.

"Fief lord, please rest assured. We will definitely provide the best logistical support for the expedition force."

"I am willing to donate half of my family property to support this expedition! "

"Me too!"

"Count me in!"

Several big businessmen who are wealthy enough to rival the country also stood up one after another.

In addition to empathizing with this reason, they also smelled money from the expedition.

If nothing else, the land and minerals that can be obtained after destroying a huge country is a feast for merchants.

Seeing these guys are so interesting, Alan has a satisfied smile on his face: "I accept your kindness and grant you the franchise to acquire the Expeditionary Force spills of war."

"Thank you so much! Your generosity is like a vast ocean!" A middle-aged businesswoman's eyes burst into ecstasy.

Not only her, but also several other big businessmen around her immediately began to flatter and flatter her.

But Alan has long lost interest in these boring things, and he gently waved his hand to signal that no one else can wait.

About two 3 minutes later, there were only a few holy light church priests, Paladin and Dajian warriors in the originally densely packed hall.

"Do you need me to join the war?" Artoria suddenly asked.

Alan laughed immediately and shook the head: "No, of course not. If you go to war, it's no longer revenge, it's a massacre. And your character is not suited to such a thing. ."

"Understood. Since I'm no longer needed here, then I'll go back to the Sky City first."

After all, the Dumb King completely ignored the cultivation by himself. The apprentice who came out opened a Transmission Gate on the spot and passed through it.

For her, her mission in this world has been completed, and there is no need to continue to stay.

As for the future development direction and management of holy light church, corresponding arrangements have been made a long time ago, and it will not fall into chaos or division because of the disappearance of a founder.

After Artoria left, the young Arya took over the top leadership of the church according to the arrangement, and after a simple communication with Alan, decided to send some priests and Paladin to join the expedition. Refuse to participate in any massacre of civilians.

Alan didn't object, and blunt agreed.

He is very clear that holy light is a kind of Power of Faith similar to philosophy, very, very idealistic.

If the user firmly believes that he is doing the right thing, then even if he turns into an undead and kills the living, he can still get the blessing of holy light.

But if a person thinks what he is doing is evil and cruel, he will soon lose the favor of holy light energy.

Instead of forcing these holy light users to do things they don't approve of, it's better to leave them behind to treat the wounded.

Watching over a dozen priests and Paladin turn and leave the lord's mansion, Miria, who had been holding back for a long time, quickly stood up and asked, "How do you plan to arrange our great swords?"

Alan touched the chin indifferent reply: "It's very simple! I will put you all into the First Army regiment, under the command of Ineli. Your mission is different from other expedition Legions, you are responsible for destroying the strongest resistance force in the country after the organization. . To put it simply, the humans who have transplanted the blood of the Dragonborn like you."

"Are there many of them?" Miria's tone was strongly uncertain.

Because so far, she knew nothing about the land and country on the other side of the sea.

"A lot! The total number of modified warriors is about a few thousand. Among them, all males are disposable consumables, responsible for directly awakening in the center of the battlefield, conducting indiscriminate wide-area attacks until they are attacked. Kill until you kill. Females are very close to you. They use special swords to fight, and they will wake up when necessary. Fortunately, the dark twin technology that the organization was studying at the time was not passed back, otherwise it would definitely become very troublesome. Oh. , By the way, there are many powerful siege weapons with formidable power on the continent, which can hurt or even kill awakened, you better be careful."

Alan roughly introduced what he knew.

He didn't rely too much on the Guardian of Space City, but sorted out the information that Denisa brought back not long ago.