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boom,

boom,

boom……

Gunshots kept ringing out,

One body after another fell,

Arno watched this scene calmly, expressionless.

Those who fell were all people brought by Alexander. They were professional mercenaries, and they had been living a life of adding blood to the knife's edge.

Countless people died in their hands, and Alexander was just one of their employers.

Since they rely on force to survive, they should be prepared for this.

Disarmed, they were unable to resist at all. They could only accept it all and wait silently for the bullet to fall on them.

Just like your own bullets shot into others before.

"is this okay?"

From the side, Evie asked.

Arno said nothing, he just shook his head.

"This is a necessary sacrifice."

"They are alive and may leak the news."

"We can't let those noble gentlemen know that Alexander is dead."

What Arnold wanted to do was to unite the old guard;

But if it is too extreme, it will only be counterproductive.

Stop things until the time is right.

You can make those nobles feel a sense of crisis, but don't make them have strong fear.

"Speaking of which, how can you be sure of the message Alexander conveyed?"

Evie stopped saying too much about this matter and asked instead.

"Protocol magic, the old-school nobles mostly use this kind of magical connection."

"Or should I say, blood magic is better? Because all races intermarry, every family has a little bit of the blood of a noble."

“Contacting this way is both discreet and safe.”

Arno took out a thumb-sized rag doll from his arms and threw it to Evie.

"It's a pity that as long as they have blood and the encryption code obtained from Noya, they have no privacy from me."

Evie took the doll and squeezed it curiously.

There seems to be something liquid filling the cute body with stitches.

Thinking of what Arno said, Evie immediately understood.

She turned the doll up and down, only to find that the doll's eyes were shining with a small red light that could not be noticed without looking carefully.

This should be the information code received by the doll.

"Hey~ It's really interesting."

"So, you have been planning to do this for a long time?"

Arno nodded.

"But having this opportunity here is just an accident."

He glanced at Louis, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and shook his head.

Regarding matters within the conservative faction, I can only do so much for the time being.

How to organize the interior next depends on Noya's methods.

Her strength is sealed, and the situation she faces should not be much better than her own.

boom!

At this time, the sound of the last bullet sounded,

A body fell to the ground with a slimy sound.

The blood of many people flows freely on the ground, like winding words, with a strange sense of beauty.

“What should we do with the rest of the ordinary people?”

Evie put the doll in her arms, glanced around, and asked.

In addition to these mercenaries, there are many ordinary people here.

At this time, they were looking at themselves and others with horrified expressions.

Only the elder sister who was bartending was still looking at Arno with a flushed face.

"Don't tell me that you want to kill them all. They are all ordinary people."

"Of course not, I'm not a devil."

Arno was speechless;

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the people present.

There are a lot of people, and killing them all might cause a sensation.

At this time, keeping a low profile is the right way to go.

"Give them an emotional distress payment and let them go home."

"However, they are not allowed to go out this month. Even if they want to go out, they must apply."

After thinking about it, Arno added, "Send a few people to blend into the crowd and keep an eye on them."

"If something unexpected happens, we must let them disappear without leaving any trace no matter how reluctant we are."

"As for the method, I'll leave it to you. Just don't attract attention."

Evie nodded, not quite rejecting this decision.

However, there was still some embarrassment on her face.

"If you have anything to do, just tell me."

Arno glanced at her and said.

"Then I'll tell you straight."

Evie pointed to a shivering person in the corner and said helplessly.

"That person is not from the Empire."

In one sentence, Arnold understood,

Although the empire does not care much about its own civilians, it is extremely concerned about cats and dogs in foreign countries.

If the blockade causes trouble for the foreigner, their movements may also be hampered.

"Should we try to meet his demands during the lockdown?"

"After all, that's what we've always done."

Evie made a suggestion.

To be honest, Arnold didn't quite understand.

The empire is obviously so powerful, but why is it so humble to the small countries outside the mainland?

"As long as you meet his request, there won't be any trouble?"

Arno murmured, then asked, "What about our own people?"

"They, don't worry about them anymore, right? As long as they don't die, it won't be a big problem."

Evie said with some pity, "Anyway, no one ever cares about their feelings."

Arno nodded thoughtfully and turned to look at the foreigner.

His skin is slightly darker than that of the Imperial people.

The facial features are not very good-looking, and can even be called ugly.

"Evie, I have always treated everyone equally."

After thinking about it, Arno said.

He will never discriminate based on where the other person belongs, whether they are rich or poor.

As long as they block the way, they will be killed. They will never stop killing them because of their identity.

If you can’t solve the problem, can’t you also solve the people who created the problem?

"Find a place to bury that foreigner."

Arno stood up, his boots making a wet sound when they were stained with blood.

"However, if a foreigner disappears for no reason, the local agency will definitely find out."

"Then let them disappear together."

Arno walked behind the bar and picked up the bartending utensils under the extremely hot gaze of the bartending sister.

Bang, bang, bang, bang,

The wine cup made a sound, and the mixed smell of various alcohols spread, even slightly diluting the smell of blood.

Arno's movements were not skillful, but his expression was serious.

He tried hard to restore his memory of the actions of his elder sister.

Evie was mesmerized for a moment, but soon sobered up.

She shook her head, knowing that she could no longer persuade Arno.

Now, I can only do what he said.

"Other things are fine. Is the problem just a foreigner's problem?"

"Let's investigate that agency a little bit."

No one in the empire is incorruptible;

The corrector has extremely high internal review powers, like a huge guillotine, ready to chop off the heads of certain people.

And Evie has the right to put down the guillotine.