Chapter 3668： Millers' choice

In a gloomy house, Millers opened his eyes with an unusually solemn expression.

Tang Zhen's words are still in my ears at the moment.

A curse whispered, and the receiving token in his hand melted into Milles' body in an instant.

If you change to an outsider, you want to find a referral token on him, unless it is a corpse being searched.

"Ugh……"

Millers sighed slightly, his face hesitant.

After replacing it with Millers some time ago, he would never believe his own wavering. The pure-blood wizard who had resolutely refused to accept the rebellion was also thinking about the feasibility of rebellion.

Whenever there is a chance, Millers will not think about this question, because it will make him feel ashamed.

For pure-blood wizards, the wizarding world is the real homeland and the source of the birth and rise of wizards.

Millers felt a sorrow, that is, the camp he did not want to rebel, but he was determined to kill himself and his family.

Thinking of his persistence, Millers felt more and more worthless. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, he was a fool.

Obviously, someone stabbed into the body with a knife, pierced the heart with only one step, but still insisted on not fighting back.

Such behavior is simply stupid.

Just when Millers was in a daze, a warning sound suddenly came, indicating that someone came to visit.

Millers had left the secret room at a thought and appeared in the richly decorated hall.

Several figures appeared, all followers of Milles, and even the backbone of his camp.

Despite the changes in the outside world, these followers of Misler have been silently supporting him all the time.

And they firmly believe that Millers is the hope of the family, and only he can help the family tide over the crisis.

Millers can always persist, and it is also related to these followers.

"You are here, what's the matter?"

Seeing a few followers, Millers felt better and asked with a smile.

Several wizards glanced at each other, showing a trace of hesitation, seemingly hard to speak.

"what's happenin?"

Millers' expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank slightly, giving birth to a bad premonition.

"The family branch in the Red Plains has announced that it has separated from the family and is ready to fight the enemy to the death."

A wizard said slowly, but the news brought Millers into silence.

The clan branch of the Red Earth Plain has always been his biggest supporter and possesses considerable strength.

Originally, Millers was still thinking, calling in the Patriarch of the Red Valley Plain, and talked more deeply with each other.

Even if it is really forced to relocate, it is necessary to avoid losses as much as possible, and there may be a comeback.

But I didn't expect...

Millers was silent for several breaths, and asked in a low voice: "Why did they do this? Didn't they promised before that everything is based on my orders, will they absolutely not act indiscriminately?"

In this question, there was a deep disappointment and anger.

"They did so out of helplessness."

A wizard said with an angry expression at the same time: "The enemy attacked the red soil plains and caused serious casualties. All the eleven elite juniors of the branch chiefs died in battle.

The angry branch patriarch was preparing to start a large array and strangling all the enemies, but the family elders came forward to stop him, saying that the conflict must not be expanded.

The enemy eventually retreated, and the branch patriarch then issued an order to leave the Millers family and prepare to fight the enemy to the end! "

When the wizard said this, he sighed again, his face was full of grief and anger.

"The branch patriarch asked me to tell you that he originally had high hopes for you, thinking that you can help the family get out of the crisis.

In the end, you made him disappointed, cowardly, pedantic, sacrificing his own interests to please those **** old things..."

"shut up!"

Millers roared, his expression distorted.

He really did not expect that in the eyes of his followers, he was such an ugly image.

He didn't want to admit that the other party said it was not himself.

But when the follower is attacked by the enemy and oppressed by the family elder, what is he doing and what can he do?

Thinking about the position he shoulders, Millers felt more and more ridiculous.

Appease and suppress the opposition forces in the family, let them accept the results of the negotiations, and leave everything behind and move to that barren land.

Playing this kind of role, isn't it just standing in the forefront, resisting the anger and gangsters for those old things.

The more Millers thought about it, the more he felt depressed, he wanted to roar fiercely, and wanted to destroy everything.

Several wizards glanced at each other, apparently aware of the abnormality, and found that Millers' situation was a bit wrong.

The wizard who was in charge of reporting the letter hesitated a little, but finally bit the bullet and spoke.

"Sir, I want to bid you farewell."

Millers, with a gloomy expression, slowly raised his head, his dark eyes looked like an abyss.

"Are you going to the Red Clay Plain?"

Facing Millers' gaze, the wizard nodded hard.

"Yes, even if I die, I have to defend the dignity of the family.

Even if it is a smooth migration to the Broken Ring area, it will only linger. If the enemy makes another move, it will be easier to kill us.

Since it's death sooner or later, it's better to fight the enemy once, even if you die, you will die happily. "

These words have been held in my heart for a long time, and now they are said in one breath, the wizard is also very comfortable.

Since he chose to leave, he didn't have so many worries. What he didn't dare to say in the past was also said together at this time.

"In addition, I also heard that some direct descendants of the family are secretly preparing for war.

That group of gangsters didn't have the courage to fight the enemy at all. Such behavior was very suspicious.

It took me a lot of effort before I faintly heard a piece of news that they seemed to be launching a plane invasion. "

When the wizard said this, he suddenly sneered, with mocking expressions all over his face.

"It suddenly dawned on me, no wonder they would choose to compromise and accept relocation to the broken ring area.

It turned out that they had prepared a retreat long ago, letting some fools wait to die in the broken ring area, serving as a fire target to attract the enemy.

They will secretly launch a plane invasion, build an unbreakable plane barrier, and hide in a certain plane world as a tortoise.

They can sit back and relax. As for our life and death, it has nothing to do with them. "

When the wizard said this, he looked at Millers in front of him, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"I just don't know, your Excellency, whether you have received the notice and whether you are also one of them.

Or is it being kept in the dark by those old things from beginning to end? "

The wizard smiled mockingly, not knowing whether he was targeting Millers or himself, who was also abandoned.

Millers remained silent, but waved his hand gently, motioning the wizard to leave.

The other two wizards also bowed at the same time.

"Your Mightiness……"

Millers' eyes were cold, looking at the two followers who were regarded as right-hand men, a daze flashed in his eyes.

"Just leave if you want, remember to take care, don't die too early..."

There was a word in Milles' heart, he wanted to say it, but it got stuck in his throat and couldn't say it.

In the end, he shook his head and turned into a sigh.

When several wizards heard the words, they no longer hesitate, and they saluted and prepared to leave.

As a result, at this moment, on the wall of the hall, a demon statue came alive.

"Millers, look at your good deeds. If you don't handle the rebellious affairs of the red soil branch, wait for the punishment of the Presbyterian Church!"

The one who was sent was a direct descendant, a personal heir of a family elder, and he had been competing with Millers at his own discretion.

At this moment, he was responsible for passing the order, with unspeakable pride and gloating in his tone.

"Ha ha……"

Millers sneered twice, and raised his hand to the wall with a wave. The demon statue burst in an instant, and the attached spirit was also traumatized.

"Milles, you are presumptuous, you dare to attack me..."

Ignoring the clamor behind him, Millers turned his head and looked at the followers who were about to leave.

There was a trace of confusion on their faces at the moment, and it seemed that they couldn't understand Milles in front of them.

If you put it in the past, in the style of Millers, you would never do such a thing.

"Rebellious? Maybe it's also a choice..."