Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

After politely sending off the two court mages, Captain Mace sat back in front of the night watchman captain of Creek City again.

"There are no outsiders now." Captain Metz deliberately paused, glanced at the Creek City night watchman present, and then turned his gaze to the other captain, "Captain Miles, I think you should have something to say to me." Say, about Takia Land, about the headquarters of the Night Watchman in Creek City, and about the branch in Lars City."

Miles, the leader of the night watchman in Taqia, looked darker when he heard the words of the branch of Lars City.

"The matter of Captain Alger Gavin...I'm very sorry." Miles, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth. He looked directly at Captain Mace with his bloodshot eyes, and his voice was hoarse and rough, as if his throat had been injured. hurt.

"Perhaps in your opinion, the team members at the headquarters and I are like traitors." Captain Miles smiled bitterly, "I can't defend myself, but I have to tell you...the others are innocent. "

"You—" Captain Mace suddenly changed color.

"Captain Mace." A Creek city night watchman standing behind couldn't help but stand up, his face was full of resentment, and seemed to be mixed with a bit of grievance, "Maybe you don't know—"

"Shut up! Marshall!" Captain Miles shouted.

"Go on!" Captain Mace roared almost simultaneously.

The night watchman Marshall took another two steps forward, passed his captain, and said excitedly: "The captain is only here to protect others! He just wants the unlucky guy assigned to Takia to leave this fucking place alive!"

"Do you think none of us have reported the abnormality of the Taqia collar?! No! Every year we have to send at least several reports requesting reinforcements from the court and the Knights!"

"But what's the use of these?! The Holy Land just strictly requires us to continue to investigate and investigate again! To what extent? No one knows!" The night watchman Marshall raised his hands angrily, swinging back and forth helplessly, "Since I was dispatched here six years ago, I have witnessed three seniors lose control—why did they lose control?! Because they couldn't help but question whether the Holy Land ever cared about the Takia Territory!"

"Please look at me, Captain Mace, I can't hold it anymore!" Marshall's expression became more and more agitated, his facial expression gradually became strange, and his pale green pupils also gradually changed color, as if he was being controlled by some mysterious The distorted power is impregnated, and scarlet dots spread out from the middle of the pupil, "Captain Miles is applying for a transfer for me, so he has to compile some false and whitewashed reports—"

Captain Mace jumped up and hit Marshall in the jaw with a punch.

Marshall, who was complaining angrily, rolled his eyes up and fell limply.

Mace stretched out his arms to hug the night watchman who was almost out of control, and looked at Miles with a heavy expression.

Miles has also stood up and is slowly retracting his outstretched fist.

Ten minutes later, the two captains dismissed the other players and sat opposite each other in Miles' office.

"... When Alger Gavin came to me to report and was about to leave for Lars City to take up his post... I couldn't say much to him, I could only hint him—'don't trust anyone'."

"I have an unshirkable responsibility for the matter of Lars City." Captain Miles held a teacup in his hand and leaned his head on the high-back chair with a tired expression and a hoarse and depressed voice.

Captain Mace looked at this colleague with a complicated expression.

"When did the abnormality in the Taqia collar start?" Captain Mace asked.

"I don't know." Captain Miles shook his head and forced himself to sit up straight. "When I was sent to succeed...the previous captain had gone crazy and couldn't explain anything to me."

After a pause, the Captain of the Night Watch, who had been trapped in an invisible cage for many years and was almost out of breath, said quietly: "I was sorting out the personal belongings of the previous captain and planning to send them to her family...in her luggage, I discovered the notes of despair left by the previous captain...or perhaps the previous captains."

"Through the date on the note, I can only be sure... the anomaly in the Taqia Territory lasted at least a hundred years."

Captain Mace unconsciously clenched the armrest of the sofa.

"At the beginning, I didn't understand either. Taqiya is obviously the parish of the church, why the holy land turned a blind eye to this strange situation?" Captain Miles asked himself and answered, "It took a long time, and I gradually realized... This place is rotten, to the point that if the abscess is slightly poked, the fetid pus will destroy everything."

This Captain of the Creek City Night Watch, who was only ten years older than Captain Mace, but looked much older and haggard, stared fixedly at Ah with those gloomy, godless eyes that seemed to be soaked in despair and fatigue. Colleagues led by Dele: "The problem that can only be solved by overthrowing the entire Takia region... Is the Holy Land willing to make such a decision for such an earldom? Our bishop of Takia How would you choose, my lord?"

Captain Mace wanted to answer him categorically, "Of course".

But obviously, even he himself did not believe this reply.

Because he himself is very clear about the situation of his one-acre three-point land-the bishop of Adler Archdiocese does not want to leave any "stains on his resume", so he is willing to resolutely deal with the large backlog of unresolved incidents in Dutata City. He refused to let go of his mouth and "collaborated" with the undead of Tarantan.

No high-ranking priest would be willing to be the bishop of the diocese for the rest of his life, and he always looked forward to returning to the center.The qualifications obtained through hard work, of course, the cleaner the better.

In the past hundred years, Takia has led and replaced several diocesan bishops, and the night watchman can't directly send the news back to the center, but it is impossible for high-ranking priests to be unable to do so... The situation in Takia, the Holy Land is unlikely to be empty known.

And this can prove the Holy Land's attitude...

Captain Mace's lips trembled for a while, but in the end he failed to respond. There were thousands of words in his belly, which finally turned into a long sigh.

"I deeply understand...and sympathize with your situation." Captain Mace said in a deep voice, "But...you still have to take responsibility for everything—related to you, or not related to you. .”

Captain Miles, with a gloomy expression, suddenly showed a mocking sneer.

"No, Mace." Captain Miles laughed at himself, "I'm not showing off, I think you can know-I won't be held accountable, the abscess on Takia collar..." He gestured for a pustule with his hand posture, "nor would 'be present'."

Captain Mace was taken aback.

Immediately, the still young Captain of the Night Watch, who was only in his early thirties, showed an expression of anger, annoyance, and embarrassment that could not be concealed.

This kind of anger is of course not aimed at the physically and mentally exhausted colleague in front of him, but——

"That black magician is undoubtedly very good at politicians' tricks." Captain Miles said mockingly, "I think he will accept the conditions offered by the Holy Land—isn't Cardinal Atwood in the capital? This lord is here personally, who would ignorantly let things happen that the Holy Land does not want to see?"

"Enough, Miles." Captain Mace closed his eyes in pain.

He wasn't stupid at all, and a fool wouldn't be a Night's Watchman.

Miles is so straightforward, it is impossible for him not to speculate about the follow-up of this matter...

There is absolutely no rumor of the proliferation of cults in the Takia Territory, and the defeated former Takiya lord Gekatean will never be the appalling pope of the cult.

There has never been any dangerous incident in the city of Creek that almost caused the entire city's citizens to be sacrificed by the crazy cult. The only thing that can be made public is that the feudal nobles of Lars City frantically murdered the night watchman, which angered the gold coins. The church, forcing the church to shift its position in the territorial war between the Nightmare Butcher and the Gekkat settlement... and even anger at the Rhine royal family, such a "big event".

Over the past hundred years, they have carried out meaningless and aimless long investigations, and the generations of night watchmen who have aged, gone mad, and died in the struggle and torment, and everything that happened to them will be related to the original Takia Territory. Like the cult threats that the residents once suffered, they have been erased from the history process.

As Miles himself said, the abscess in Takia Territory has rotted to the point where the pus gushes out and everything will be destroyed. There are many high-ranking priests who have served as the bishop of Takia Territory, and there is no shortage of people who have entered the center of the Holy Land Well, once such an astonishing scandal is exposed... Gold Coin Church will lose more than just believers in a mere county.

Captain Mace got up slowly. Before leaving, he glanced at Miles who was slumped on the high-back chair.

"How long...how long can you last?" Captain Metz said hoarsely.

After Miles finished his last sentence, he turned his head away, not letting Captain Mace see his eyes.

At this moment, he did not intend to turn his face away, but said wearily: "Please don't worry about sinners like me, Captain Mace."

Captain Mace stared at him for a while, then took a long breath: "You... will be fine, trust me."

After saying that, Captain Mace, who seemed to have made up his mind, strode away.

Before dawn, Yang Qiu, who was resting in the city hall, saw Metz.

"I thought you would also be happy for the victories of the undead, but I didn't expect to see such a serious face." Yang Qiu, who was pouring ice Coke into the glass, smiled and beckoned Captain Metz to sit down, "Drink some How about an iced drink? There’s no time for people to rest after dawn.”

Captain Mace thanked him and took the slightly cool glass.

This kind of black drink with weird bubbles... is also sold in the canteen of the logistics department in Dutata City. Mace, who has been going to the staff canteen for a long time, has already drank it. He likes this sweet drink very much. .

After drinking ice-cola to relieve the stress in his heart, Captain Mace said sincerely: "Mr. Yang, it might be presumptuous to come to ask you such a question...if...if—" Mace took a deep breath, although he was done Mentally prepared, but now that he is about to speak, he still feels embarrassed, "If someone who maintains a certain belief gradually doubts the road under his feet on the road, then... how can he make himself believe, Is there nothing wrong with this path?"

Yang Qiu couldn't help but smile.

Of course he knew that Captain Mace had searched for the local bishop all night but failed to find him, and he also knew that Captain Mace had been to the local night watchman headquarters.

Yesterday during the daytime, when Yang Qiu went to the city to search for the nodes arranged by the "Whisperer" sect, he also took a detour to the headquarters of the Night Watchman to take a look. He naturally knew what was going on there—there were not a few energetic Night Watchmen in Creek City. Yes, some of them are almost qualified to find a place to bury themselves in the "Cemetery of the Fallen" in the Sorensen Mountains.

"I don't really understand why you are so confused, Captain Mace." Yang Qiu smiled kindly, "If there is a road, you can be sure that the front of this road leads to a place of light, then this road Even if it is not absolutely correct, it is not a shortcut, at least the road itself is not wrong."

"But people who take this road will go the wrong way." Yang Qiu said with deep meaning, "After all, human beings have the nature of liking leisure and loathing work, yearning for ease and enjoyment, and taking shortcuts, so they are easy to get hurt. Tempted, disturbed, even voluntarily embracing depravity."

"But this is not the fault of the road. The road is there, and there is nothing wrong with it. How can we regard the behavior of people walking on the road as the fault of the road itself?"

Pausing for a while for Captain Metz to understand, Yang Qiu took a sip of iced cola and said with a smile: "When a person who has the right to choose walks on a path that suits his own wishes, it is actually difficult for him to decide. What kind of companions will appear on this road, after all, the choices of others will not be shifted by the will of others. However, whether you will be disturbed by the behavior of fellow travelers, this can still be decided by yourself."