Feng Aotian is so arrogant, I will immediately turn him into a traitor

"Forehead……"

Evan tilted his head, not expecting the topic to become so serious all of a sudden.

But still said.

"Of course this is wrong, I mean..."

What Evan means is that as a noble, you should hand over more materials and rights to the lower class. In essence, this is a process and behavior of mutual games.

This has been the case throughout the ages.

But Abel didn't seem to want to listen to his own words at all. He interrupted himself very eagerly and said.

"Okay, you don't need to say anything."

The man smiled and continued in a soft tone.

"I know, we are in the same group."

Abel showed his pure white teeth, and then drank all the ice water in his hand, leaving only a few crystal ice cubes, which shone brightly in the glass under the spring sun.

Stop here.

Abel called the pretty waitress over again, asked her to refill a glass of ice water, and ordered a sandwich.

Then he knocked on the table lightly and then said seriously.

"Then Evan, let's get down to business, um...that is, the [Evolutionary Party] thing you were talking about before."

"After this period of investigation, I did get some information, well, it's probably like this..."

He took out his laptop from the backpack on the side.

Abel opened it and then opened a document that required a password to unlock.

While taking the ice water and sandwich brought by the waitress, he said "thank you" and started eating in small bites.

Abel began to speak vaguely.

"I found out that this [Evolutionary Faction] is a foundation organization operating in the Eternal City. Its leadership is mainly composed of civilians, without any nobles."

"The head of its foundation is a guy named Fetus."

After opening the document, Evan saw a photo of a middle-aged man.

He is slightly overweight, has messy short brown hair, wears a suit and glasses, has dark skin, and his eyes always look cloudy.

Ok.

This is it.

Evan remembers that in the plot of Little Butter, this man can be regarded as one of the mini-bosses in the plot of [Insect], because he is a believer who has received the gift of [Insect] from the god.

It seems that Abel really went to investigate the [Evolutionary Sect] and gave himself correct information.

What kind of righteous partner is he?

"I also investigated a very interesting relationship. As you know, foundations that generally do not have nobles are most likely organizations used to launder money. This [Evolutionary Sect] is no exception."

"Through investigation, I found that Biska, the third son of Duke Andrewson of the Empire, and his nephew Molde, often pass through Mansu..."

"Ah, there are actually many members in Mansu. As you know, it is essentially a darknet."

Abel smiled, and after seeing himself nodding, he continued his tirade.

"The descendants of these two dukes often spend a lot of money to reward the anchors on Mansu's live broadcast channel, and also purchase various... um... very expensive souvenirs sold by them."

"According to incomplete investigations, these two gentlemen spent nearly 600 million gold dragons on Mansuli's live broadcast platform last year alone."

"And this is probably only part of it, because the Duke Andrewson family has more than 60 direct and branch children."

"I haven't mentioned the others. It's not that they are not suspected, but they are still under investigation."

Abel finished speaking in one breath, but Evan was a little confused.

"What does this have to do with the [Evolutionary Sect]?"

"Of course there is."

Abel smiled with a mysterious expression.

Go on...

Chapter 38 He said: [Mr. E is the best and most perfect friend]

"The anchors they rewarded through Mansu, a dark network, are all artists under the live streaming agency called Hellolive. At the same time, this agency also accepts investment from [Evolution]."

"Another unexpected news is that Evan, Duke Andrewson is the nominal president of the [Golden Brothers Mutual Aid Association]."

It turned out to be the case.

That way everything is connected.

After listening to Abel's words, Evan quickly thought. It seemed that what he and Sylph had guessed before was right. There was some kind of relationship between the Golden Brothers Mutual Aid Association and the Evolutionary Sect.

The Golden Brothers Mutual Aid Association secretly subsidizes the industries under the name of the Evolutionary Party and provides them with funds to resurrect the evil god [Insect].

in a sense.

The [Evolutionary Faction] are the White Gloves. They are responsible for resurrecting the evil god. Even if something goes wrong, the Golden Brotherhood and the new nobles inside will never be found.

And as a time traveler, Evan also thought of it.

Maybe this Golden Brotherhood Mutual Aid Association is a hidden thread in the original game plot.

In other words.

The three evil bosses Alexia encountered in the plot were actually caused by them.

This also explains why in the game timeline, in just a few years, three ancient evil gods have awakened.

maybe.

In this little buttery script called "Love Princess Eternal", the original second part was probably going to be about the story of the Golden Brothers Mutual Aid Association.

thinking.

Evan doesn't know what the Golden Brotherhood wants to do now, so he can only say that he will continue to investigate slowly.

But the information we have now is enough.

"I will continue to investigate these guys, Evan, and will let you know if there is any new information."

"Ah."

Abel spoke righteously, and he was indeed a righteous partner, sworn in with the evil god and his followers who sacrificed the blood of common people to him.

Evan just nodded, feeling that the pure white man in front of him was behaving normally.

Then I don’t plan to challenge Alexia to him for the time being.

"Then, if nothing happens, I'll go back first."

Evan looked at the time and saw that it was already approaching three in the afternoon, and four in the afternoon was the start time of VTB.

This guy.

In the past, I always did some 24-hour long-lasting reply, and Evan didn't pay attention. As a result, he almost made a few viewers in the live broadcast room miserable.

Today's children are also stubborn. If the anchor doesn't stop broadcasting, they will just follow it.

As a result, the live broadcast room was banned.

It was Evan who spent krypton gold to unlock it.

So I decided to set a time and broadcast it from [-]pm to [-]pm every day.

"Bye, Evan."

Abel was still eating his sandwich and seemed in no hurry to leave.

Evan didn't notice this.

I just thought they were still eating, so I stood up and nodded, went to the bar to pay, and left the small bar.

And not long after Evan left.

In a corner of the bar, a fat black man wearing a loose shirt, jeans, and a wide-brimmed hat immediately stood up, holding his own extra-large cup of Coke.

He sat down in front of Abel.

The fat black man took off his hat, revealing his pure white dreadlocks.

"I said Abel, was that our new friend just now?"

"Well, he is Mr. E, Bill."

"It doesn't look like a big noble, it doesn't look like it at all."

mumbling.

Bill sniffed the Coke, glanced at the laptop that was now closed by Abel and placed on the dining table, and continued.

"The information you asked me to find out is closely related to Ms. L and her golden friends."

"Abel, I must remind you again, those golden friends are the new aristocrats. Every phone call you make, every message and every word you send on the Internet, they can monitor in real time."

"Well, this is the top secret of the Central Knights, called [Mirror Project]."

Like a warning.

Bill told the empire's top-secret plan quite nonchalantly, but Abel just shrugged and then said.

"It is because of this that we have Mansu. No one can restrict anyone's freedom, not even nobles. This is the natural human right written in the imperial constitution..."

"But you will be kicked out of the castle area in two hours and seventeen minutes, Abel."

"Well."

Abel was unusually silent.

But in the end, he just finished the sandwich in his hand before continuing.

"Ms. L has her own plan, and we also have our own plan. At the same time, we still have a cooperative relationship with her. This is enough. Don't worry about Bieber."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm just reminding you."

"Anyway, it doesn't matter."

Abel murmured softly.

“The old world has passed and the new world is coming.”

"We have to start preparing for this too, Bill, I need the contact information of these people."

"what?"

Bill took the three photos that Abel handed over. They were a thin man, a fat man who was fatter than himself, and a somewhat indescribable... woman.

"They are also our new friends, our new friends in the future."

Abel smiled and pointed them out to Bill one by one.

"This is Mr. K, this is Mr. N, and this is Ms. T."

"Of course, they don't know us yet, but I will get to know them soon."

Abel flicked his fingers on the table and continued.

“This is the change that comes with the new world.”

"Well, I don't understand even what you said..."

Bill continued to mutter, but it was normal that he did not understand, because only the man in front of him was the closest to [that being].

"Anyway, we need new manpower to deal with Alexia, that's it."

"Well, she should be the most difficult person to kill in the entire United Empire. Abel, she is the saint chosen by the Church of the Seven Gods and the leader of the old nobles..."

Bill rubbed his face and said metaphorically.

"Probably, among all the nobles in the United Empire, she is more difficult to kill than Ms. L."

"People have to try, Bill, don't worry."