Mage Veigar

Chapter 722 The most kind person?

City of War, Rebel Headquarters.

Vega had already met with Coverdale and was listening in on the rebels' daily meeting in a conference room cubicle with Houseman.

"Chief, the brothers can no longer hold on!"

An officer's resonant voice echoed, "There are more and more civilians demonstrating and attacking the headquarters every day. At first, they just threw some rotten eggs, but now they dare to throw stones at us. Two brothers were injured. This is not a solution. You either surrender early or let me teach those unruly people a lesson."

"Don't forget that you are also a civilian."

Another skinny officer said disdainfully: "Don't think you are superior to others just because you have been an officer here for a few days. Maybe one day the imperial army will launch an attack and we will lose everything immediately."

"Master Willinger, what do you mean by that?"

The officer clapped his hands and said, "Are you saying that it is only a matter of time before we lose the war and that we will all become prisoners?"

"Isn't this obvious?"

Weiliner snorted and said, "Who would surrender if they could win? If you could find any point of victory, I would never say such words."

"Willinger, sit down!"

Coverdale said angrily: "I reiterate that I will not surrender. Without my order, no one is allowed to harm civilians. Anyone who violates the order will be dealt with according to military law."

"I'm sorry, I can't do that."

Williner looked at the leader Coverdale and said, "When our army was advancing triumphantly, I never thought of refuting you because I thought your decision was correct and you were an extremely wise man. But today, you are no longer yourself. You have forgotten why we were fighting in the first place. I will not obey a leader who disregards the lives of his soldiers for his own selfish interests."

He bowed deeply to Coverdale.

Williner said: "After seven days, if you still refuse to change, I will lead my men to surrender to the Imperial Army, because it is meaningless to continue to resist. Please understand that as civilians, we fight to change the Empire. Now that the Empire has changed due to our efforts, my men and I have no reason to continue fighting."

"I'm sorry, Chief."

"I'll go ahead."

"I agree with Commander Willing's opinion."

"..."

One by one, half the officers left the meeting room.

The remaining half of the people also had hesitations on their faces. Only a few of them were filled with righteous indignation and shouted angrily: "Willinger is a traitor. His life was saved by the leader, and now he actually said such treasonous words!"

"That's it for today."

Coverdale seemed to be filled with fatigue and waved his hand to adjourn the meeting.

Seven days.

If no solution is found within seven days, the battle will be half lost before it even begins.

The reason is simple. Half of the officers headed by Willinger control an army of nearly 200,000. This surrender is equivalent to cutting off an arm, and it will also cause more officers and soldiers to follow their example.

Defeated without a fight!

These four words appeared involuntarily in Coverdale's mind.

Since we can't wait any longer, then we can only take the initiative to attack?

If sitting and waiting for death is a slow death, then actively launching an attack on the Imperial Army is an immediate and sudden death.

He didn't understand what choice was the right decision.

"Sir, may I ask why you are so confused?"

Vega walked out of the cubicle with Hausman and asked Coverdale with a smile. Coverdale's eyes lit up when he heard Vega's voice.

But this ray of light soon faded away, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, I am sorry to have embarrassed you just now. I originally wanted you to take over the next war, but now it seems that you have made a wasted trip. I did not expect the morale of the army to collapse so quickly. Now half of the officers have disobeyed my orders. I thought I could hold on for another two months..."

He's been imitating Vega.

He naturally thought that it didn't matter if the officers were a little stupid, as long as they could obey orders. Now it seems that this is a big mistake. These officers actually naively believed the empire's promises and were ready to disobey his orders and surrender to the empire.

"Aren't there still seven days left?"

Vega smiled brilliantly and said, “If you are willing, I believe you can easily regain your power.”

Coverdale was stunned, then shook his head and said, "They have already believed in the empire's promise. Words can no longer convince them. You should understand that you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, right?"

"Of course I know that."

Veigar's smile grew brighter. "I have never tried to wake up those who are pretending to be asleep, nor will I try to persuade those who are stubborn. The only way I can deal with these people is to let them sleep forever."

“You, you mean…”

There was a struggle in Coverdale's eyes.

It's not that he hadn't thought about killing all those people who disobeyed orders, but after all, they were his comrades who had fought side by side with him. Now he was asked to kill his own people, and he couldn't get over this psychological barrier.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty...is there any other solution?"

Coverdale asked, hoping for a lucky break.

Vega put on his mask again and said, "Of course there are ways. Cheating, threatening, begging... As long as the method is right, it's easy to 'temporarily' dispel their idea of ​​surrender. But the first method is the most efficient and time-saving method."

"Excuse me, Lord Coverdale, what is your choice?"

Veigar's last smile was about to be covered by the mask: "Excuse me, for the common people and the bottom of society, enough kindness can make their lives better. It is not an empty talk that good people will be rewarded. But you are no longer a commoner. For a king, mercy and compassion? Ha!"

The words fell.

Coverdale raised his head and met Vega's eyes that were about to be covered by the mask: "Your Majesty, I will not forget the original intention of my efforts so far, but I have understood what to do."

Vega paused as he put on the mask.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the mask completely covered Vega's face: "I will look forward to your performance."

"Your Majesty, please look forward to the dinner tomorrow night." Coverdale saluted Vega.

Vega nodded and walked out of the meeting room with Hausman.

It's so interesting.

Vega's eyes were shining with excitement, because his words were undoubtedly advising Coverdale that if he wanted to become a true king, he must give up his mercy and compassion and kill his subordinates who did not obey his orders.

But Coverdale denied Vega's words.

He told Vega that he didn't want to be a king, and he would not go against his original good intention of rebellion against the corrupt imperial regime in order to save the civilians of the empire, but he already knew how to do it.

This approach is also -

Kill all subordinates who disobey orders, and then regain power.

If Vega, as a king, abandons all mercy and can sacrifice his subordinates without hesitation, then Coverdale, who wants to be a savior, kills his subordinates in order to save the people and overthrow the empire's regime.

The methods are obviously the same, but the reasons are completely different.

This success aroused Veigar's strong curiosity. He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Angel? Or devil? Perfect good? Or perfect evil? I want to see how far this kindness or evil can take you."

(End of this chapter)