Chapter 355： Mysterious Grandpa

Chapter 355 Mysterious Grandpa

Modi returned to General James's home in the downtown area of ​​Steinard in a hurry.

Because General James went to the military camp outside the city, and the younger siblings were also secretly sent to the main world, only Modi and a dozen servants were left in the entire mansion.

Modi sat alone in the living room, dismissed all the servants, and looked up at the crystal lamp on the roof with a blank expression.

Those crystals that were carefully polished into polyhedrons shimmered with charming colored halos, but in Modi's eyes, he saw Delstad's voice and smile in those halos.

"Why? Why did it become like this?" Modi lowered his head, clasped his head with both hands, tucked his fingers deep into his hair, and tears welled his eyes again.

In his mind, not only Delstad, but also many comrades in arms and comrades. Since he joined the revolutionary army, he has lost many comrades in arms around him unknowingly.

Modi understood from the beginning that it would not be easy to overthrow the kingdom of Lorenzo, and it would be accompanied by a lot of sacrifice and bloodshed. He thought he could bear it, just like when his mother left him, but he did not expect that his will was still too fragile. I can't ignore the people around me and die miserably like other people.

After an unknown time, Modi sat alone, during which a servant came to remind him that it was time for dinner, and Modi waved his hand and sent it out.

It was already dark outside, and the surrounding buildings were lit up. The lights came in from the windows, and the shadows of the windows were reflected on the ground. At the same time, a blurry figure was also reflected behind Modi.

Modi sat leaning over, the figure was unrecognizable, but he could be felt looking at Modi.

After a while, an old and low voice came from Modi's ear: "Modi, my child, it's time to let go of your naivety and meaningless persistence! If you don't want to see the people you care about like your mother and you The best way to die like Uncle Del is to make yourself stronger..."

Modi heard the old man's voice, his shoulders shook slightly, but he didn't raise his head, his heart was still hesitating and struggling.

"Child, I have no ill intentions towards you." The old voice continued to be heard, with a gentle and sincere tone, but with hidden anxiety: "Ask your true heart, don't run away, it's time to summon up your courage and accept my Power, it's the power of light, it's what you need..."

Modi stood up suddenly, his eyes swollen and bloodshot, but his gaze became extremely firm.

When his mother died, he heard this mysterious voice for the first time, claiming to give him the power to control his own destiny. However, Modi did not trust the other party at that time, but for some reasons, he did not tell General James, and regarded the existence of this figure as a secret.

Modi's secondary illness is very serious. He has his own persistence and pride, and he is confident that he can achieve his great ideals without any external force.

Until this time Delstad's death, and the appearance of Ringtone ignored his request, he finally realized his weakness and ridiculousness, and also felt the importance of his own strength like never before.

Once again, that old voice appeared in the dead of night, Modi did not refuse strictly, he fell into a long silence, until finally... silently nodded.

At the same time, in the secret stronghold of the revolutionary army.

Ringtone and Sika stood side by side in front of Cypolites' desk.

Cepolites' face was gloomy, his hands were crossed, his fingers flicked, and he said slowly: "You mean, this time there is another powerful person who looks like an angel?"

"Yes, my lord, the opponent's strength is very strong." Sika peeked at Suzune: "Delstad used the potion 'Last Faith' and was not an opponent at all."

Suzune said from the side with a blank face: "Yes, I have tried it, and my strength is not inferior to me."

Cepolites frowned, and she had to pay attention to the evidence of the ringtone: "How is that Wood Slater's investigation? Can you be sure that this 'angel' is his summoned object?"

Sika said helplessly: "Sorry, sir, the information on Wood and Slater has not progressed much. From the information that can be collected, this person's background is very simple. Unless he is replaced, otherwise... It is difficult to imagine that a talent Ordinary run-down nobles will become such powerful necromancers in a short period of time."

Cypolites murmured: "Did he be robbed of his soul? What kind of person would it be? At present, this person is no less dangerous than Silabel, and I even have a hunch that this Wood will be It's even more dangerous!" After speaking, he raised his head to look at the sound of the ringtone, then turned to Sika, and said lightly: "Recently, all our actions have been suspended, don't provoke this person yet, and wait for my order."

"It's your lord!" Sika immediately took the order, and then withdrew wisely.

Only Cypolites and Ringtone were left in the office.

Cypolites leaned back, crossed his legs, changed to a more comfortable and casual posture, and said in a flat tone: "Tell me what you think about that Viscount Wood Slater. Do you think we have a chance to put him Pull over?"

Suzune's standard three-no-girl appearance seemed to be silent and did not mean to answer, but Cypolites had been with her for a long time and knew that she was thinking in this state.

Sure enough, after three minutes, Lingyin shook his head and said, "It's hard to win, we don't have enough bargaining chips, I don't think the relationship between him and Silabel is not a relationship between superiors and subordinates, but more like an equal ally or a transaction, My gut tells me anyway, don't try to control him, it's dangerous."

Cepolites frowned. As a spy chief, he didn't like uncontrolled chess pieces.

Suzune continued: "I can feel that this should not be his body, but a avatar, or a carrier of boarding. The real identity of the other party is likely to be a big man from the Lorenzo Kingdom in the main world. I I feel that the means of wooing and bribing should be very difficult to work, otherwise he will not come here thankfully at such a time."

Cepolites nodded, in fact, this was also her judgment, but this situation was very tricky, and she pondered: "Then how do you think we are going to deal with him?"

Suzune said, "Deal with him? Why should we deal with him?"

Cepolites was at a loss for words, just as Suzune said, standing in her position had no reason to deal with Green. The original tacit understanding with Silabel is still there, but the object is changed to Green, and the reason why her attitude has changed is that after Silabel left, the opponent's strength is not enough to compete with her own, but in fact Green's strength is only strong Not weak.

"Nothing else, I'll go out first, don't forget the promise you made to me, the head of the little king and Marquis Belon!" Suzine said blankly.

Cepolites nodded, but after Ringtone turned around, an unpleasant emotion flashed in his eyes.

Until there was a bang, the bell slammed the door shut, and the office fell silent.

Cepolites looked at the direction where Ringtone was leaving, and whispered to himself: "Ringtone, I hope you don't disappoint me..."

At the same time, the bell standing outside the door also stopped for a moment, stared straight ahead with empty eyes, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Cepolites, I hope you don't disappoint me! Compared to that A deadly necromancer, in fact, I prefer to get along with you."

In the barracks on the outskirts of Steinard.

Sirabell has already received the information about what happened in the city, with an inexplicable smile on his face: "This guy really has no taboos, a marquis killed like this, he is more daring than me."

General James frowned and said: "Sir, do you need to send someone to remind you, after all, the war is imminent, and stability is the first."

Silabel waved his hand and said: "No need, since I handed over the city to him, don't question his methods, the Grand Duke and I only look at the results, as long as he can complete the task, let alone a marquis who is collaborating with the enemy, his status is better. The high nobles can kill a few more, but they are all worms, and if you kill them, you will kill them."

General    James did not speak again. Even if he did not agree with Silabel's actions, once Silabel made a decision, he would support him unconditionally. This was his belief. As his son, Modi does not understand his stupid loyalty, and many others call him a dog licking behind his back. But General James didn't care, whether others understood it or not, that's what he believed in to the end.

At this time, an intelligence officer entered from the outside, stood at attention and saluted: "Report, my lord, there is information on the rebels!"

Sirabel glanced at it and said the word 'read'.

The intelligence officer immediately said loudly: "The main force of the rebels set out from Ditkaro in the southeastern province four hours ago, and marched northward along the way, approaching the Scarlet Fortress. The total force is estimated to be 230,000, of which 30,000 are extraordinary. There are 3,000 people, and among the ordinary soldiers, 50,000 people were found to be equipped with constructive armor, and their combat effectiveness can reach the level of an apprentice..."

"It's finally started!" Silabel's eyes lit up, she stood up from the chair, stretched out her arms energetically, showed great interest in the upcoming war, rolled her hair and said: "Okay, Let the whole army set off for the red fortress, I would like to see how much progress the rebels have this time compared to those in the northern provinces."

The Scarlet Fortress is located in the southeast of Steinard. It is the transportation hub from the southern provinces to the capital. It is also the core of the most important defense line to the south of Steinard. At present, there are 100,000 troops stationed on paper, but Silabel is very clear. The real situation of the local garrison, the 100,000-strong army on the bright side, if you remove the empty pay, there will be 60,000 to 70,000 people in the end.

It is impossible to stop the more than 200,000 rebels with high morale by garrisoning troops in places with low morale and lack of training.

(end of this chapter)