The hall, the doors and windows are firmly closed, causing the place to be in a dark tone. It should be because considering the possible situation in the future, the surroundings of the hall had been emptied by Enoke long ago, and no figure could be seen walking around.

There were three figures in the hall, either sitting, standing, or kneeling, motionless like a sculpture, without any sound.

The atmosphere is as cold as ice and as cold as water!

This state has been maintained for a long time, and it has been like this since Bosco came back and listened to Enoke's report. The gradually cooled down on the table, and there was no trace of tea emitted from light smoke to prove this.

Without the expected storm and beating, Bosco sat quietly on the wooden chair, leaning against the back of the chair, looking a little weak. His expression was calm, but his old face wrinkles twitched from time to time, his eyes were dull and melancholy, as if he was watching something beautiful passed away, regret, helpless...

This situation is of course abnormal. Although it has not been put into violence, this is like a brewing attitude behind the dark clouds that hide the situation, which undoubtedly pushes the situation in a more serious direction.

Seeing that something was wrong, "Cough cough..." A few times of coughing, Enoch took the lead in breaking the silence in the house. He knew his elder brother Bosco too well. If this continues, Borg will be really finished! He hesitated and said, "Brother... Actually, this is not entirely blamed Borg. Of course, he was a little reckless, but we also have the responsibility..."

Borg was slightly happy when he heard this, but he still didn't dare to do anything. He buried his head and knelt honestly.

"If we could tell him what's going on here earlier... Uh." At this point, Bosco raised his hand slightly, and Enoch's voice of persuasion suddenly stopped. The two dead skins, which covered the old spots, crossed their palms and pinched them. Bosco looked at Borg calmly, "So, have you said Tang En's name, identity and status in the gray-clothed army?"

"Yeah..." Borg's lips squirmed, as if he wanted to defend something. But thinking of Enoke's previous instructions, he just nodded in the end.

"Okay, okay." Bosco praised with unknown meaning. His old eyes narrowed slightly and his expression was complicated. "It suppressed the fate of the entire clan. Everyone worked hard for so many years. As a result, they failed. They were completely destroyed in one go... Borg, Borg, you finally did a big thing!"

Enoke was stunned when he heard this and said anxiously: "Brother..."

After waving his hand, Bosco seemed to have not heard of it, and he didn't know if he was too angry or something else. He looked at Bog without any rage. He asked softly: "Look at your appearance, are you wondering why things are so far?"

Borg opened his mouth, looked up slightly, peeking at Bosco's expression of unhappiness and anger. He didn't know whether to answer or continue to remain silent. He was about to look at Enoke, the third uncle beside him, suddenly.

A loud shout, "Raise your head and answer me!"

"Uh...yes, yes, my father."

"Okay, then I'll tell you now." The ferocious shouted and quickly retreated. Bosco regained his calm again, and said in a deep voice, "After reaching cooperation a few months ago, our relationship with Bran is becoming increasingly eased. There are not only people in the gray-clothed army in Dawn City. Gradually, the surrounding rural civilians, bold business travelers, curious travelers from afar, etc., constantly appearing in the city. And just a few days ago, the Temple of Light also sent people to build a church here."

He paused and continued. "After several discussions, Luosha finally chose to refuse. Of course, the rejection was very tactful and he also gave a lot of reasons. In short, the current environment is not suitable... Haha, on the surface, it seems that it is just a church, so there is no environment that is not suitable. But in fact?"

"The power of the Temple of Light has a great influence, far exceeding the outline we usually see. In a sense, the Bran King's Court is also afraid of three points. So for such a force, the Bran Empire can only do continuous comfort and constantly give the other party various rights... Haha, the clergy of the Temple of Light does not have to work, but they get more. Extraordinary robes, exquisite food, and countless guard cavalry... "

"Subdivided into the place, every magnificent church, with bricks, tiles and colorful statues, is not paid for by the Temple of Light, but comes from the Bran Empire's tax depot and the pockets of every believer who is rich or poor. In addition, after each church is built, it will obtain a large amount of land, farms, and the number and size vary depending on the church's specifications. Well, this is the provision of the imperial law. Just like a noble, people hired to farm and collected most of the results free of charge, but they have to be more high-sounding, but there are stupid civilians who eat this... "

Speaking of this, the Viscount Atomic, who has experienced many ups and downs, shook his head slightly, as if he no longer caught a cold in the pattern of the Temple of Light because of his current status changes.

"And the gray-clothed army is different? Not to mention that the land around Shuguang City has been allocated, even if there is still surplus, it is impossible to hand over to the Temple of Light for nothing. The reason is very simple, that is, the people in the gray-clothed army are no longer simple civilians! Maybe they won't think so far, but looking at the results they have obtained by using one knife and one gun to sacrifice their lives and sacrifice their lives, they are so easy to hand over, and their identities are still employed farmers, would they be willing?"

"It is undeniable that there are believers of the God of Light among them, but now most of them are just faith and will no longer foolishly dedicate themselves to everything. The reason for this is that the truth is very simple. When their family is destroyed and their wives and children are separated, where is the benevolent God of Light that I firmly believe in before?"

"Don't understand? Okay, let me give you another example. When our family was still aristocrat, how much property was donated to the church every week? Haha, a lot, it's ridiculous that I smuggled in the first place, for peace and peace. But what happened? What should have happened still, and we fell to this point... Now, with the family almost dead and alive with several times, we finally became members of the parliament with our own efforts and entered a position that we never dared to think about before..."

He sighed, "Borg, today is different from the past. We are like this, and the Grey Army is the same. Compared with the illusory gods, everyone is more willing to believe in their hands now! And this has also moved the foundation of the Temple of Light. Haha, it would be fine if there were a few people, but the Grey Army's size of more than 100,000 people, if this trend spreads... Do you think the Temple of Light would hope to see this happen?"

Bog shook his head blankly when he heard this, his face pale and without a trace of blood. Enoch next to him was not much better. He vaguely knew that the gray-clothed army was not in deal with the Temple of Light. However, due to information, knowledge, etc., he naturally did not see through thoroughly and profoundly as Bosco.

"Haha, everyone in the world has seen the gray-clothed army have been chaotic for so many years, becoming the thorn in the eyes of the Bran Empire and the thorn in the flesh. But we have not seen that we have also become the 'cult heresy' mentioned by the Temple of Light... The former seems irreconcilable, but now we are also working together. But the latter is absolutely impossible to reconcile. In the end, if one side does not make concessions...that is, we are weak. Then the result can only be to die!"

"Of course, the conflict is not that far, and even though the Temple of Light is quite afraid of the Gray-Clothed Army, its usual neutral position, external light image, etc. have bound their hands and feet, and it is not easy to attack us directly. Therefore, Luosha had dared to reject the proposal of the people from the Temple of Light before. But Borg. You gave them the best excuses... Four Great Deacons of Light, a four-way inspector, a cardinal judiciary, and three sacred knights. Such hatred does not require other excuses to attack. Alas... Tang En, Tang En, how did you do it..."

Even though I had received the news long ago. Even though I was so cunning, I couldn't help but shake my head and admire her face, and my face was full of incredible. But this was not the point. Borg's lips shook and he stuttered, "This... so, the Temple of Light is going to move to us, and take action?"

"Idiot!" Bosco glanced coldly and slowly stood up from the wooden chair. "It was the Temple of Light and the Team Brandi** to take action! You chose a good opportunity. The barbarians of the Northern Wilderness retreated, and Bran had no worries anymore. The Temple of Light had such an open and up excuse for revenge. Even if this is a new noble force that cooperates closely with us, I must not even dare to inform you this time!"

“I, I…”

Take a step forward, "You know what kind of disaster you have caused now?"

"I know, I know..."

Go forward again, "Do you understand the reason now?"

Seeing Bosco pressing step by step, Borg looked frightened. His kneeling body couldn't help but lean back and wanted to escape: "I understand, Dad, you..."

"That's good!" He interrupted directly, Bosco's face was as gloomy as water, and he stepped straight toward Borg. But at this moment, Enoch, who was standing beside him, heard the words "let you die clearly", his face changed drastically, and he quickly blocked the two of them, with both hands in his arms, and begged urgently, "Brother, what are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, "Get out!" He suddenly roared and shouted loudly, like a thunderclap, which made the doors and windows of the hall buzz and tremble. Enoch stood there stunned when he heard the sound, looking at Bosco, who was like a roaring lion king, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Hu, sorry..." As if he was venting, Chief Boss exclaimed and patted Enoke on the shoulder, "Don't worry, although he really wanted to kill him, he is indeed the only heir to the family. This time, I just leave him a memory..."

As he said this, Bosco walked around him and walked to the trembling Borg, leaned over, and reached out to touch the scar-shaped left cheek: "Fighting with Mishe, designing to harm Don Eun... Is this scar so unconfidence?"

"No...no..." He shook his head in a hurry, his upper body trembled due to fear, but his kneeling calves were extremely tight. This awkward look made Borg look very strange.

"Since that's the case..." slowly touched the centipede-like scar that had been healed and gradually fell off the dead skin outside. A cold light flashed in Bosco's eyes, and his vigorous five fingers suddenly became skeletonized, "I'll throw it away for you!"

Hiss...swish...

The shadow of his hand flashed, and the sudden sound of the flesh tearing was creepy. Then, a large piece of blood suddenly spurted out, "Ah..." The extremely sharp and hoarse wailing sounded instantly throughout the hall. Borg covered his face and rolled on the ground, and the blood spilled around, as if crazy!

He threw away the centipede-like dead scar that had been torn off. Bosco slowly raised his hand, wiped the blood splattered between his eyebrows, his face was expressionless, and he looked at Borg, who was rolling wildly beside his feet...

...

...

After a while, the hall returned to silence.

Borg had been lifted down to treat his injuries, but the scar was torn off again. Although his face looked bloody and extremely tragic, such injuries certainly could not die. Even when he was lifted down, Borg was still awake.

Of course, the injury hit Borg very much, not only physically, but also mentally. This real secondary scar removal behavior undoubtedly doubled Borg's previous humiliation, and I'm afraid he will never forget it in this life.

In this way, it's just a real thought...

Looking at the blood on the big pool that had not been cleaned in the middle of the hall, Enoch shook his head: "Brother, you are still too impulsive this time. I'm afraid you will leave a shadow on Borg. If you let him..."

"In the future? Let's talk after you pass the moment." He pinched the bridge of his nose. Bosco looked a little tired and waved his hand with no power.

Enoch was silent when he heard this. This was the fact. Because Borg's sudden move came out, no matter what they had planned before, they had to overturn it directly. He raised his head and sighed helplessly and asked, "Brother, how are you going to deal with it? We should know the news now. Well, should we release the wind and notify Luosha and the others?"

Shaking his head, Bosco frowned: "What's the use of notifying them? This time there is no restraint from the Northern Wilderness barbarians. The high-end force of the Temple of Light plus the regular Bran Army. We... have no chance of winning!"

"Then...evacuate from Dawn City?"

"This is possible. But..." Old eyes narrowed slightly, drooping his face twitched a few times, "I'm not willing to give up! We finally struggled to our current position, and the family's glory is about to reach its peak openly. Once the gray-clothed army retreats, all this will be over... No! This opportunity is definitely not to be missed!"

Bang! The wooden table beside him was hit, and the cooling tea was instantly overturned. In an instant, Bosco's expression suddenly seemed particularly fierce, "I didn't want to go this path. But now, I can only say sorry!"

When Enoke heard this, he moved his heart and instantly understood the apologetic partner. He was slightly stunned and then licked his dry lips: "Brother means...betray?"

He nodded, "Yeah, we have no choice but to that." Bosco said, "I have been together for so long, and for the sake of the fact that it is really unnecessary, I plan to use my membership as a member of the parliament to gradually get rid of the gray army. But now the plan cannot keep up with the changes. Then I can only be a villain..."

Enoke was silent, breathing slightly rapid. From his heart, he, including Bosco and the family members, actually disagree with the attitude of the gray-clothed army. He disliked these people's strange smell that would never be dissipated, disliked these people's ultimate vulgar slang, disliked these people's stupid minds who knew how to fight and kill... But after all, they lived and died together for so long, and they struggled through the bloody storm together. People are not plants and trees, so who can be ruthless...

After shook his head and took a deep breath, Enoch instantly cleared the inappropriate thought in his mind, and asked coldly: "What should I do?"

"In recent times, I have also dated a few outside people by using the identity of a MP. I will write a letter later. You can find a way to quickly pass it on and ask them to contact the people of the Temple of Light..." After a moment, Bosco knocked his forehead, "Our chips are the internal identity. You can investigate the city defense later to see which teams are defending the city in the next few days. We must press our people in this area. Humph, the other party will not think that the troops are at the city, and countless casualties will fight a tough battle."

"Well, but the madmen in the Temple of Light are unstable. We still have to find a way to contact the nobles of Branda, which must be from His Highness. This time our bargaining chip is the status of a member of parliament, so we are willing to exchange the title of member of parliament for a special amnesty! This should be fine. You can get great contributions and a seat of a member of parliament by just a simple work. They will not lose this deal. And our request... Earl. If you sacrifice so much, you must always get a little back."

"There are also problems with peripheral patrols..."

This incident happened too suddenly. Even if he was so scheming, Bosco could only turn the consequences as a cause and calculate every step of the plan in reverse. I remembered that one thing happened, and it was very complicated to talk about it...

Now from his position, it is naturally better to kill the gray-clothed army here completely, otherwise his family would probably be in assassination one after another in this life. But it has to be said that there is really not much time left for him. Compared to killing the gray-clothed army, his first consideration is how to pick out his family from this matter and ensure safety.

...

After discussing this for a while, Bosco and Enoch racked their brains and finally came up with a preliminary plan to ensure the safety of the family. Then they didn't care about thinking about anything else, after all, the details of the plan were enough for them to be busy for a few days.

After sorting out all the details listed, Enoch hurriedly put the paper of the plan into his arms and was about to say goodbye and go out. But at this moment, Bosco seemed to remember something and slapped his forehead, "Wait, there are still people, we must not ignore them."

"who?"

"Mitheo, and the gray space team he is under."

"Uh..." Enoke was stunned when he heard this. He subconsciously glanced at the pool of blood in the hall and asked with a frown, "Will he affect our plan?"

Bosco nodded: "Well, don't underestimate Mixiu, you don't know outside that he is directly assigned by Commander Luosha. Some time ago, he came back to recuperate, and dozens of people in the gray space explored all the big and small corners of Dawn City. The city defense arrested several Bran traitors who had infiltrated in, and they took the action. So our next series of actions may not be hidden from him."

"What should I do? Apart from him first?"

"It's a bit risky. As far as I can tell, he is not low... Well, you can take some time out in the afternoon and take all the warriors of the family to see him. If you can pull him into the group, it's naturally the best. If you can't, you'll do it tonight except him!"

"Okay. But brother, he is Tang En's subordinate, so he probably won't agree to us."

"It's hard to say... let's try." Bosco narrowed his eyes, and there was a flash of light inside, "This person is a little different from Tang En..."

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