Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 203: A new king with great generosity, eight virtues? Eight killing virtues! (4k)

"Next, I will call you outsiders... well, I will call you that for now."

Rush told Yuan Qingzhuo all of his plans without hiding anything:

"I will place the white iron and mercury level outsiders in one place and let them take the lead in fighting against the monster tide that will arrive in the next few days. The enemies in this part are relatively weak, so this is a reward for them."

At this point, Rush took out a chess piece of exquisite quality and examined it carefully, as if he didn't know what it was. "Although I don't know what this chess piece that also appeared out of nowhere is used for, it is obvious that outsiders like to fight for it."

"That's why so many strong men came here just now and wanted to try to chop off my head."

She took back the chess piece, with a hint of hoarse laughter in her tone:

"Regarding this matter, I still have to thank Lord Zhuo."

"It is only a request from my sister Lashi. It has nothing to do with Your Majesty."

Yuan Qingzhuo said calmly, "In fact, I wanted to try to take the chess piece from your Majesty's head. Since Ran Dekiel is not here, your Majesty is hopeless."

"Ah."

Yuan Qingzhuo saw the new king laugh for no apparent reason, and then said, "As for the outsiders who have sublimated and cast cores, I will also put them together to resist the waves of eroded monsters in the future."

"Those holding the sword have their own ideas. I'm afraid they won't listen to your majesty."

"Don't be afraid. Isn't His Excellency Zhuo still here? This is one of the reasons why I asked His Excellency Zhuo to guard the gate earlier. Now it seems that His Excellency Zhuo, disguised as Randkiel, can make them feel stable, at least on the surface."

Yuan Qingzhuo was stunned when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Your Majesty, this is another price."

"This is easy - before the corrosive monster arrives, I will give one of the three chess pieces I have to Lord Zhuo."

The voice beneath the mask was flat, as if he didn't care about the huge effort.

Yuan Qingzhuo blinked. He had thought that the new king would give him more exquisite and ordinary chess pieces of varying degrees of completeness, or take out Rush to get closer to him.

I didn't expect him to be surprisingly decisive.

The new Mercy is not bad.

"really?"

"I can tell the difference between losing three and getting nothing, and using one third to get the help of Lord Zhuo. What's more, these so-called chess pieces are gifts from heaven, so what if I lose them all?"

The new king leaned nonchalantly on the throne, tapping it with his fingers, making a ding-dong sound: "If Your Excellency Zhuo can cut into the abyss and save my Shui Xingtian, what's the harm in giving you all the chess pieces?"

Yuan Qingzhuo bowed and said, "Your Majesty is very generous."

"Then please stay in the palace for the time being. I will let you go when the time comes."

Yuan Qingzhuo was silent for a moment, then shrugged and said, "Stand still."

——He has to stay in the palace for such a long time. It is obvious that there is something he doesn't want me to know.

But it doesn’t matter, everyone has some little secrets.

Through the conversation just now, Yuan Qingzhuo was able to confirm that the new Mercy was a guy he could trust.

——Through our conversation just now, Brother Zhuo should feel that he can trust me for the time being.

Having been with Yuan Qingzhuo since childhood and the other party never hiding anything, Lashi naturally knew his character very well.

Who Zhuo Ge would trust, who he would hate, what he would do, what he would not do... Rush knew all these things clearly.

Watching Yuan Qingzhuo slowly leaving the palace, Rush under the mask exhaled softly and revealed a helpless smile.

The chess pieces and I originally belong to Brother Zhuo, so there is no such thing as giving.

but……

——Sorry, Brother Zhuo, it’s Rush’s fault this time.

It was Rush who deceived you.

The new king's voice spread throughout the royal city. All contestants, at least those in the royal city, knew the owner of the pillar of light and knew that they, the contestants, were outsiders.

"One for tin and mercury, and one for sublimation core casting? Are you kind enough to give benefits to us contestants?"

On the roof of a watchtower, above the heads of two angels, Vicchi understood the information and thoughts a little bit, and couldn't help but sneer: "Draw a small pie close to us for those weak guys to eat, and then draw a big pie for us to eat. Do you really think you can use the contestants as swords?"

"Brother, I think it's more than that."

Vina spoke emotionlessly: "That Randkiel will be the big stick, and those who don't obey will be smashed to death."

"——We all had a clear understanding of his strength before."

When mentioning "Randkiel", Vic's expression couldn't help but freeze - he had to admit that the two of them together were indeed not enough to beat that guy who might be a legendary level with one hand.

"Humph... We can't beat him. Is there no contestant who can stand a chance against him?"

Vicky narrowed his eyes. "Not to mention the glutton running around, even if the Sun comes, it will be enough to make him suffer. A Paladin at the peak of the core casting level would have to think twice even if Randkiel is really a legend."

Vina nodded in agreement, then looked at the crowd that was beginning to surge:

"In that case, why don't I disguise myself as a low-level contestant and sneak in to investigate the situation for my brother."

Vicky:?
How come the topic has been diverted to this?

Vicky was quick to grab Vina's neck and pressed her down again with a spell: "Come back! Stop making trouble, Vina!"

He had seen through his sister. It didn't matter whether it was about interests or conspiracies. She just wanted to get involved in everything and wanted to fight whenever she saw a potential fight.

As for the rest, they are all false.

Only saving lives can be compared with it.

"Don't even think about getting involved in this muddy water."

Through magic, Vicchi carefully observed the crowd that was divided like a tide due to the new king's order, as well as the refugees who poured in from outside the city gate at the same time.

After a while, he frowned and said, "I always feel that something is not right."

"I think it's good. The royal city is so empty, and they finally let the refugees in. But there are too many mouths to feed, so there might not be enough food."

Vina stood up again: "Brother, how about I go and maintain order among the refugees coming in."

Vicchi pushed her down again and said, "Sit down quietly. One more or one less won't make much difference...Also, don't look at these refugees as pitiful, they are capable of anything."

"I know."

Contrary to Vicky's expectations, Vina did not refute, but nodded: "Burning, murder, and rape, the strong prey on the weak, and even in places of famine, people will eat each other. Order will not exist in places where there is not enough food. This is normal, brother."

Vic was stunned for a moment - his sister didn't like reading as much as he did, how did she know these things?
As if she had guessed what Vicky was thinking, Vina turned around with an unchanged expression and spoke softly to him:

"Secret."

The corner of Vicky's mouth twitched.

"You are itching again..."

Ignoring Vicky's mildly offensive words, Vina lowered her eyes and said, "I said those things just now just to let my brother know that I am not the kind of stupid knight who only knows virtues and heroic epics."

"Okay." Vicchi suddenly became interested. He looked at the hunched refugees and said, "Then let me test you."

"Brother, please tell me."

"If you were to go down to maintain order and see the person who did what you just said, what would you do?"

"kill."

The overly brief answer made Vichy ponder for a moment. He thought that perhaps his question was not clear enough: "Burn and kill the rapist?"

"kill."

"Those who advocate the survival of the fittest?" "Kill them."

"Cannibal?"

"kill."

It's a killing spree. Everyone will be killed if one strike continues... So this is how you maintain order, right?

Where is the promised last knight of Roelshid? Where is my Eight Virtues?

Could it be that the eight virtues you wrote are the eight words "kill"?

Vicki bared his teeth and added a premise: "What if they have to do this?"

"Then I have no choice but to kill..."

Seeing her brother's awkward expression, Vina forced a smile with great effort: "It's just a joke."

Then, Vina said calmly: "Kill the evil ones, punish the minor evil ones, and save the good ones."

Vicchi asked again: "Then how can we distinguish between good and evil?"

Vina replied: "I have my own judgment in my heart."

——If everyone is like you, then there is no point in having laws.

Vicky thought to himself.

But there are indeed big problems with Roelshid’s laws... They need to be changed.

"But Vina, why do you speak so elegantly? It makes you sound like you have a high level of education."

"I learned that from you, brother."

"Come on, I don't talk like that."

"That's what I learned from those old guys who couldn't even lift a sword."

"Okay, now that I've answered all the questions, brother, I can--"

"sit down."

Vicki said in an unquestionable voice, and shook his head at Vina: "Don't go, there are too many strange things... There is no reason for the new king to trust us, the contestants who suddenly appeared."

"——Even if you have the fighting power of Randkiel, it won't work."

"Besides, we are not short of chess pieces from the monsters. If we are short of chess pieces, we can just wait for those surviving but more greedy contestants to come back."

——This is the reason why most high-level contestants will not hide their aura and blend in with the group of tin and mercury.

After all, only by waiting for the low-level contestants to come back can we gain more.

Vicchi smiled and said, "It's just some tin and mercury, working for us. How can it be so powerful?"

Vina nodded as if she understood, then turned her head to look at the refugee tide in one direction, her pupils shrinking slightly: "Brother, I see the [sun]."

"The sun? What's so strange about seeing the sun during the day..." Vicchi stopped talking halfway through his reply: "You mean, Andesia is here?"

Vina nodded:

"He also brought with him a wave of refugees that seemed to have no end in sight."

"Where's the beam of light above his head?"

"Didn't see it."

"Then let's go meet him."

"Ah? Brother... Andesia doesn't fight with us..."

"Didn't you say that he was leading a wave of refugees that seemed to have no end in sight?"

"Oh? Oh... Brother, you are so insidious."

In just a few seconds, Vic, who used a spell to teleport over a short distance, arrived a hundred meters away from Andesia.

Beside him was the silent Vina, who had her hand on the hilt of the sword.

Andsia did not stop. He just raised his head slightly and looked at Vic, then continued to lead the refugees into the city.

Don't care.

Vic was not angry at all because of this attitude - because he often had the same attitude towards those small shrimps on the tin steps.

Vicchi casually performed a voice transmission spell and asked Andesia, "Sir Andesia, I want to ask you something."

Andesia didn't stop, but nodded. He didn't put on airs as a strong man, nor did he confront other contestants like they did.

"But it doesn't matter."

Vic took a deep breath—Andshia’s attitude made him a little unhappy.

Logically, he should be happy that he could get the information so easily and simply, but Vic felt unhappy for no reason.

However, he suppressed this little emotion in an instant, and then he asked: "May I ask, what conditions did you use in exchange for allowing the refugees to enter the city?"

Before Andshia came, all the refugees stayed outside the city. After Andshia came, the refugees began to enter the city.

The new king then issued an order to get the contestants to be diverted.

If you say there is no connection between the two, even if you kill me, Vic won't believe it.

"This? It's okay to tell you."

Andesia felt that this was not an important matter, so he told Vici about his deal with the new king: "I want these refugees to enter the city, and the new king uses this as a condition, asking me not to go to where the White Iron and Mercury Steps are, that's all."

After saying this, he nodded slightly to the white-haired knight beside Vichi - the main reason why he could tell Vichi about the deal between him and the new king was because of the other party's sister.

If Vina had not once accompanied him on a mission and left a deep impression on him - otherwise he would have no reason to talk to a traditional Rolcid warlock like Vicki.

Witnessing Andesia's departure, Vina also removed her hand from the hilt of the sword:

"It's been a long time since we last met. The sun is stronger than before."

Vicchi, who was deep in thought, raised his eyes and narrowed them coldly: "Vina, have you seen him before?"

"I went on a mission with him once when I went to the cult to study. It's nothing."

"I see."

The coldness on Vicky's face disappeared instantly, and he said to his sister: "I'll fly up and take a look first, you wait here for me."

"it is good."

In less than ten seconds, Vic used the technique skillfully to reach an altitude of several thousand meters.

He looked down.

Then we saw the clearly divided contestants and the large crowds in the royal city.

Sure enough, something was wrong.

It's just that I haven't seen it yet.

But if my guess is correct...

Vicki did not tell Vina about his guess, and he planned not to help anyone.

Otherwise, she would definitely start making trouble again.

(End of this chapter)