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"But...did they really die because of what I did?"

Saoirse raised her head and looked at the "leader" in front of her.

"Last night, a large number of the people who gathered in that room over there really wanted to welcome you. They believed that you could bring good changes to us!"

She raised her hand and pointed to the ruins that had turned black due to the burning flames.

"And now, they have been burned to ashes just like this street. Was it me who set the fire?"

"I........."

There was finally a hint of fluctuation in Weicao's emotionless eyes.

She hesitated.

"Shut up, traitor! How can you, a weak collaborator, understand the determination of the martyrs? Rather than fall into the hands of the enemy and suffer humiliation and torture, they would rather hold their heads high and face the fire of the leader!"

The Shenchi soldier on the side shouted loudly.

"They had to sacrifice themselves in the war for the welfare of the people of Tara!"

What a sacrifice, forced to die heroically, right?

Anyone who can say such things is either completely mentally retarded or brainwashed. Of course, it is also possible that it is none of their business and they just hope the fire doesn't get to them.

In short, there is no normal person.

It's similar to someone blowing up a dam to keep out the enemy.

"Sentence her to death, leader!"

As one soldier said this, all the soldiers around him shouted.

"Sentence her to death! Sentence her to death!"

Saoirse's legs were weak and she could only lean against the wall, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stand.

".........death penalty?"

Weicao was a little dazed. She didn't understand what the point of doing this was. After all, these decisions were actually made for her by the people around her, and she was only responsible for the execution.

"Of course, don't you see? Only the death of the traitor can calm the anger of the warriors."

Mandela said in a joking tone. She had been standing nearby and naturally noticed the hesitation in the leader's eyes.

"Look at the locals around us. They want to get closer, but they don't dare to get too close. They are afraid of us and you. This is a good opportunity to make them surrender completely."

"Unless you want to be betrayed again."

Mandela added.

"Once you have executed this traitor, they will learn that no one can survive betraying Deep Pond."

"No more betrayal... No one can betray me?"

Wei Cao looked at Saoirse again and asked, "Saoirse Kelly, have you ever thought about the consequences of betrayal?"

"I...I don't know. Maybe, I might die?"

Jenny's figure flashed before Saoirse's eyes.

"But I don't regret it. Since you would kill me just because I wanted to save my family and friends, it only means that I did the right thing. If no one stopped you, more people would die because of you."

Wei Cao didn't know how to evaluate her, so she could only say after a moment of silence: "You are very courageous."

"Tsk, did I hear you correctly? You're praising a traitor for his courage?"

Mandela said in a disdainful tone.

"But she is also one of our compatriots."

"No, she ceased to be from the moment she chose to stand in the way."

Mandela retorted. She was already a little impatient. He was just a traitor. Why was she wasting so much time talking to him? She could just kill him.

"Hurry up! There are so many eyes watching us. The longer you delay, the more cowardly we will appear. Who would want to follow a cowardly leader?"

Mandela pressed on, speaking in an almost threatening tone.

"............Saoirse Kelly, in the name of the leader of Deep Pool, I sentence you to death. I will execute you here with my own hands."

At this moment, she might be like a weapon, with the hilt held in someone else's hand.

"It seems that I am still going to die."

Saoirse closed her eyes.

"But I have another question... Leader, maybe no one can stop you, and my family may die, but can you tell me, will we win?"

"........"

“Will there be a day when all of us in Tara can live a better life?”

"..............Will do."

Saoirse opened her eyes again and looked carefully at the leader in front of her.

"If this is really the case, at least at this moment, I am willing to... believe it."

Looking at Silsa's eyes in front of him, Wei Cao hesitated again, but there was no room for hesitation.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Fire, I saw the fire on the tip of your gun. Will it hurt when you are burned to death?"

"No, please don't tell me. I don't dare to listen. Please, tell my parents, if they are still alive after this is over... I hid some money in the third cabinet next to the bed from them. I want to buy a bouquet of flowers for my mother on her birthday next month."

Is this considered a last will?

Wei Cao's breathing became rapid. She had killed many people before, but this was the first time she felt such strong emotions.

"I promise you."

After hearing the answer, Saoirse finally broke down. Facing death, it is difficult for a normal person to remain calm.

Even the most vicious criminal would think of something at the moment of execution.

"Wu...I don't want to die, I'm so scared, Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"........For the deep pool."

The flaming tip of the gun pierced into her body, and Saoirse fell to the ground powerlessly.

Wei Cao's body shook, as if the gun was not in her hand, but stuck in her body.

It was as if flames were devouring her body.

"Ha, dead, that's better."

Mandela nodded in satisfaction.

"Pass the order and let everyone know that the traitor has been executed. If anyone else wants to inform on her, they will suffer the same fate as her."

"As for you, what happened today?"

Mandela squinted at the reeds.

"If the soldiers saw this delay, they would think their leader would be soft on the traitor."

Wei Cao didn't say anything. She just silently looked at the spear that had just pierced into her compatriot's body.

"Hey, I'm telling you, you're not really soft, are you? You're just one person here, and the fire you set yesterday burned down half the street!"

Weicao raised his head and looked at the street that had become a ruin, and his hands could not help but tremble.

".............I really thought you looked like a decent person, 'Leader'."

But no one noticed that Saoirse's "corpse" did not turn into charcoal and ashes like the other people attacked by flames, but disappeared quietly.