Fang Zhou, why do people say I am a succubus?

Chapter 48: Two Kings Discuss Heroes Over Wine (Part 2)

Londinium, Central District (Oaktree area).

Theresa and Theresa, brother and sister, the Blood Demon Lord, the Absolutioner and other Sarkaz high-ranking officials came to the tower and looked up at the sky together.

At this moment, the wind was blowing wildly, and the shadows above covered the entire Londinium in darkness.

That was the legendary kingdom in the sky. Chen Zhou, the leader of the Tower Jiezhen, was commanding a huge aerial fortress. It was like a storm covering the city, and the entire city was shaking.

"Your Highness, do you think the scavenger army can capture that city?" The Blood Demon Lord said lazily, holding the blood wine.

"If the army of scavengers can fly, then why should Terra's mobile city erect high walls?" Tracy said lightly.

"After all, only a few people can fly," Theresa murmured. "I just didn't expect that the banshee's wish had already been fulfilled by someone else."

Nasti's idea of ​​building a flying mobile city that can travel in the sea of ​​clouds and stay away from disputes is really great.

What they didn't know was that Nasti's aerial structure had been proven by Saria to be self-consistent, although it was somewhat inconsistent with safety regulations.

"Tracy, do you think that if we had our own mobile aerial city, would the Sarkaz be able to live and work in peace?"

"...Maybe." Thinking of his fellow tribesmen living in the Sky Kingdom, Tracy answered uncertainly.

He continued, "However, based on the currently available intelligence, the kingdom in the sky seems to rely on Draco's abilities, not cutting-edge technology."

After hearing the conversation between the brother and sister, the Blood Demon Lord took a sip of his wine and looked at the vast aerial territory with a hint of curiosity.

Soon, the huge shadow separated itself into a piece of land and flew rapidly towards the direction of the Shard.

There were only a few figures standing on the lifting area.

Tracy narrowed his eyes and finally saw the figure of the legendary Draco.

A pure black noble vest with gold tassels, a white shirt underneath, and a half-shoulder cape fluttering like blood.

A compound circular saw was suspended behind him, his huge dragon tail swaying melodiously, and his expression was very natural, as if stepping into Londinium was no different from returning home.

Holding a cigarette between black gloves, Chen Zhou looked down arrogantly and said to W behind him, "If you want to see her, I promise you will, but you must obey my orders in all actions of Londinium, unless... you are ready to withdraw from the Kingdom of the Sky."

"I know, I know, stop rambling!"

Seeing the prince again, W subconsciously felt a sense of surprise, but when she remembered that the prince was a substitute resurrected by the Pardoner, she immediately became irritated.

I really envy this bomb demon for being able to talk to Chen Zhou so unscrupulously.

Beside W, Mandela looked at her with sparkling eyes, determined to increase the development of Originium skills and crush this Star Fury under her feet as soon as possible.

"By the way, Chen Zhou, remember to help me rescue the 'spy'." Mandela begged.

Originally, she had expectations for Abrana, but when the two parties from Oak Forest County met, Abrana didn't even look at her, as if she had tacitly agreed that Mandela had withdrawn from the Deep Pool and joined the Tower Solution Array.

Just as Chen Zhou had told her, Abrana was ready to cut ties with the brutal cadres in the Deep Pool and clear her name in the future battle of Londinium.

"Of course." Chen Zhou nodded.

The spy was said to be a decent, hardworking individual, but he had only discovered secrets about the Shard. To avoid falling out with the Military Commission, Abrams abandoned the spy altogether.

Not long after, the elevator block docked next to the Shard tower.

"Your Highness Chen Zhou, I have long admired you."

Tracy's tone was very polite.

At the same time, he glanced at W inconspicuously without saying much. It was normal for the acting leader of the Sarkaz mercenaries to appear behind Chen Zhou.

"Your Highness Theresis." Chen Zhou nodded slightly, and with a thought, the cigar in his hand flew into the clouds and disappeared.

He has always been a person who respects others as much as he respects them, and he has always admired the style of these two siblings, in particular.

Tracy, the legendary pressure-resistant king of Terra, is a hero who wants to shoulder the future of the Sarkaz people.

A war hero dies for his country. Even if some people despise him, they still have to show some respect for him.

Doctor: So, Tracy, tell me, why did you kill Theresa!

Admiration is admiration, but the people of Londinium themselves must be saved, but the old rule is not to save idiots.

In addition to saving people and becoming famous, he is also interested in the resting place of the kings, which includes the last Steam Knight and the Breath of the Kings that can suppress the reaction of Originium.

As the saying goes, only fame and tools cannot be borrowed from others, of course, the same goes for fame and tools. Why leave the good things to the king of advancement?

Just as Tracy was leading everyone to the banquet hall, Chen Zhou suddenly felt his blood vessels twitching.

Turning his head, he looked at the culprit, the Blood Demon Lord.

Then I saw the other person slightly raising his head, looking relaxed and comfortable.

Teacher Da Te is worthy of admiration, but this little cat Egg Roll is the epitome of a troublemaker...

Chen Zhou smiled faintly and clenched his palms.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the blood in the Blood Demon Lord's cup swirled and condensed, entwining continuously, and finally slowly turned into:

——The appearance of answering questions.

The air was still for a moment.

The Blood Demon Lord's smile disappeared and he looked at Chen Zhou calmly.

Mandela pursed her lips with a strange expression, as if she was about to laugh at any moment.

The Tracys siblings glanced at him out of the corner of their eyes, too lazy to pay attention, and walked forward.

Chen Zhou smiled at him as a reward for provoking him and turning the workers of the Londinium factory into blood food.

At this moment, Tracys said with a smile as he walked:

"Your Highness Chen Zhou, you've accomplished great things recently—taking down Hack County without a single drop of blood, and slaying Rhodes Island with a single blow. There's a poem from Dayan that says, 'A golden scale cannot remain in a pond; upon encountering wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon.' Your Highness, at such a young age, has already achieved this transformation, which is truly admirable."

Chen Zhou was not surprised that Tracy was proficient in Yan State poetry.

Apart from the declining Victoria, the cultures of Terra's two superpowers, Dayan and Columbia, are sought after by all countries.

Colombia is renowned worldwide for its American films, high-tech companies, and advanced military industry. Meanwhile, the ancient culture of Great Yan, nurtured by its poetry, storytelling, martial arts, and cuisine, is also renowned both domestically and internationally.

"Transforming into a dragon?" Chen Zhou smiled and shook his head. "No, no, it's not that exaggerated."

"A dragon can be large or small, able to rise or hide. When large, it can create clouds and mist; when small, it can remain hidden. When it rises, it can soar through the universe; when it hides, it can lurk among the waves. Dragons, as creatures, can be compared to the noble Duke of Victoria. His Highness Chen Zhou, who has kept his identity secret and accumulated a lot of experience, can be considered a Victorian dragon."

"There are so many Victoria heroes, and I still have self-awareness. You are really too kind... Why did His Royal Highness the Regent say this? It makes me feel embarrassed to hear it." Chen Zhou waved his hand modestly.

You blush like a bubble teapot!

Mandela rolled her eyes.

Although he said it was a compliment, the smile on his face was getting brighter and brighter.

"Oh?"

Tracy became interested instead.

"I'm new here, and I don't have many friends. I wonder who are worthy of the title of 'hero' from His Highness Chen Zhou?"

Chapter 49: Chen Zhougong Leads the People Across the River (Part 1)

The mezzanine of the Shard.

The Sarkaz guards brought tea, and Chen Zhou and Tracy sat opposite each other.

Among them, the Blood Demon Lord was in a bad mood and had a gloomy face. He left the Shard first.

Crossing his legs, Chen Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Duke Gao Duoting, with sufficient food and supplies, yet still waiting to attack, do you think he is a hero?"

Tresis shook his head and sneered contemptuously: "The dead man in the coffin, the King of Scavengers will take him down sooner or later."

Nodding, Chen Zhou continued, "The Duke of Caster has been blessed by the country for generations, and has been blessed with a life of grace. Now he reigns supreme in western Victoria, controls the grey hat, and has many capable men under his command. Can he be considered a hero?"

Tracy's mockery was even more intense. "Kass is a man of character, timid and cowardly, good at manipulating power, willing to sacrifice his life for great things, and forgetting his principles for the sake of small gains. What kind of hero is he?"

Chen Zhou said, "There is a man known as the Iron Duke, feared by all. Can Wellington be called a hero?"

This time, Tracy's expression was much more serious. "He is considered a hero, but the Duke is old. Can he still eat?"

The Iron Duke was killed three times in a short time...

Well... I mean, the old man, the Iron Duke, is in good health and has normal bowel movements.

Yes, it seems that the veteran strongmen who participated in the Four Emperors' War are quite powerful.

"In short, the Iron Duke can barely be considered a half-hero. I wonder who else can be called a hero in His Highness Chen Zhou's heart?"

Chen Zhou took a sip of tea and pondered for a moment. "There's a man who is a descendant of Victoria Aslan, living among the common people, accompanied by the Beast Master. Is the King of Advance a hero?"

The contempt on Tracy's face was far greater than before, and he was even reluctant to comment. Finally, he said disdainfully:

"The King of Advancement is merely tainted by a touch of his ancestors' glory. He acts hesitantly and lacks ambition. If such a person is a hero, then which of the above characters is not a hero?"

"Is Abrana, the pioneer of Tara's liberation and leader of the Deep Pool, a hero?"

"Although Abrana, like His Highness Chen Zhou, is a descendant of the Draco family, she lacks abilities and is at most a watchdog for the Tara region."

"What about the Self-Defense Forces, Rhodes Island, and the remaining military forces in Victoria? If these aren't heroes, then I don't know who is."

Tracy clapped his hands and laughed, "Why should we take these mediocre people seriously?"

He stood up and looked down at the tiny street scene below. His half-shoulder cape fluttered in the wind, revealing a resolute back.

"A hero is someone with great ambition, good strategy and decisiveness, a heart that can embrace the sky and the courage to conquer the earth. In my opinion, there are only three people in Victoria who can be called heroes."

three people?

Could it be the three people: the leader of the Reunion Movement, the leader of the Tower Liberation Front, and the founder of Terra Times?

Chen Zhou raised his head and looked at Tracy with curiosity.

"You..." Tracy turned and pointed at Chen Zhou, then at himself, "Me, and Theresa."

Humph, Theresa's bones are now dry in the grave. Sooner or later, I will capture her alive.

Hearing this, Chen Zhou subconsciously looked at the figure beside Tracys.

Theresa smiled gently and said modestly, "You're exaggerating, Theresis. I can't be called a hero now."

Looking at Teacher Xiao Te, who radiated a maternal glow, Chen Zhou sighed with emotion, but also felt a little angry: "Even though we have such a good prince, those hangmans from Rhodes Island chose to be my enemy. They really have no moral integrity!"

“Ah?” Theresa was a little embarrassed. “Rhodes Island and me now…”

"Your Highness Chen Zhou, my sister's current situation is somewhat unusual." Tracy smiled faintly. "Rhodes Island means a lot to her, but that's all in the past. Let's talk about our cooperation next."

"it is good."

……

"Chen Zhou, what did those Sarkaz leaders talk to you about?"

On the streets of Londinium, Mandela wandered recklessly, looking up at the other party.

Earlier, after Chen Zhou and Tracy had sat in the attic for a while, Tracy invited Chen Zhou to have a secret talk in The Shard, but the subordinates of both sides were refused entry.

"Simply put, Tracy wanted to find a way out for the Sarkaz... If their plan went wrong, that is, if the Sarkaz were defeated in the Londinium War, he asked me to raise Kazdel to high altitude to protect the remaining Sarkaz.

"The other is the Terra Times. If the war is won, he wants to cooperate with the Terra Times. The bargaining chip is to agree to let me rescue the civilians of Londinium. I think the airship is almost finished, and the Sarkaz's weapons are almost finished."

Mandela frowned. "So, aren't we allying with them?"

"No, it's just cooperation."

Chen Zhou shook his head. "Cooperation can be divided into many levels, such as strategic cooperation, strategic collaboration, joint defense, and so on. The Sarkaz Royal Court is not our ally. Perhaps we will even have to symbolically participate in the Battle of Londinium."

"Also..." Chen Zhou took out a cigarette with his black-gloved hand and lit it. "Do you think the Sarkaz can win?"

"No."

"That's it. We only need to take the benefits. Whatever we have to pay depends on whether they are still alive to take it."

Looking at the Sarkaz patrolling the streets with weapons, Chen Zhou ignored them, lit a cigarette, and swaggered past them.

At this moment, as if it had been planned in advance, a white feathered beast from the Terra Times flew down from the sky and dropped leaflets on various districts of Londinium.

Mandela took a leaflet and saw the words written on it:

[Taliban leader Chen Zhou met with Regent Teresis and reached an agreement on the relocation of civilians...]

[The civilians of Londinium will be evacuated to the Sky Kingdom in batches. The leader of the Tomorrow Tower Liberation Front will give a speech in the central district. Details will be discussed in the speech...]

This evacuation is completely voluntary and only for those who wish to leave. Tara residents will be prioritized over Victorians, and commoners over nobles.