MTL - I Became the King of Villains In the Game-Chapter 463 meeting and assassination
at dusk.
The sun is gradually setting, and the lazy, yellow light slantly sprinkles on the exquisite buildings in the central area. Row upon row of high-rise buildings divide the shadows, which seem to be symmetrical with the light, giving people a visual impact that shocks the soul.
"Jack, you can sit down more when you have time. If there is no urgent matter, I will usually be at home."
General Vance sent Chen Lun to the door and said with a smile.
After a day of getting along well, the relationship between the two became closer.
"No problem, Your Excellency the General."
Chen Lun responded with a polite smile.
He held a silver cane in his left hand, and with a slight shake of his right hand, a bottle of red wine quietly appeared in his palm. The dark green carved wine bottle was very exquisite, and there was an ivory horse head on the oak cork at the mouth of the bottle.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to send a gift right away when I came to visit... This is an extraordinary wine I brewed myself. It has the effect of eliminating diseases and prolonging life. You and your wife can drink more."
Chen Lun handed over the red wine.
General Vance had no resistance to good wine, and with his straightforward personality, he directly took the bottle of wine.
"I didn't expect you to have such abilities, Jack."
The general was a little surprised, and then smiled.
"Alright, you drank a bottle of my favorite wine today, so I'll accept this bottle."
Chen Lun smiled, put on his hat, and bowed slightly to the general.
"I will take my leave first, General."
He turned and left.
But not far away, two paper airplanes flew crookedly overhead and landed on the ground in front of them one after another.
Chen Lun looked in the direction the paper plane came from, and through the iron fence, he found that at the window on the third floor of the apartment, the two daughters of General Vance were half-hiding behind the window sill, looking at him shyly.
Chen Lun bent down and picked up two paper airplanes. He opened them and saw that they were written with two different colors of ink, among which the blue ink read:
"Dear sir, can we be friends?"
The content of another paper airplane is written in black:
"Sir, Guli Lenz has fallen in love with you. She told me no less than a hundred times that she has been attracted by your handsomeness and gentlemanly temperament... Also, I will tell you a little secret. The reason why she suddenly giggled at lunch , just because I fantasized about having **** with you, my God! Why do I have such a slutty sister? Of course, if you want, I also want to be friends with you, can you, sir?"
Chen Lun couldn't help smiling, looked up again, and found that the two girls were still staring at him, blushing, with anticipation in their eyes.
He suddenly felt a little emotional, this may be the best time for girls, and he always has an inexplicable affection for those good-looking opposite sexes.
Taking off his hat, Chen Lun slightly nodded towards the window on the third floor of the apartment, then turned and left. Looking at his back, the two girls shouted excitedly.
"Pasha, did he nod just now? You saw it too!"
"Well, Mr. Jack smiled at us."
They looked at each other, and they all giggled.
Perhaps the voice was too noisy, and the surprise quickly attracted Mrs. Kone's attention, and the mother's scolding suddenly came from outside the door:
"Be quiet, two crazy girls! You don't look like a lady all day long, how will you get married in the future?!"
The two little girls were startled, they quickly closed the window and jumped into the bed.
Chen Lun was on the way back.
He recalled the topic he had discussed with General Vance. Among them, he suddenly had a new guess about Prince Dazlet's series of experimental behaviors in the occupied area.
‘Before the Western War began, the prince tried his best to facilitate this matter... Even the assassination of the Duke, there was a hidden story, and it was very likely that the prince directed and acted the drama himself. '
Chen Lun had doubted the prince's motive at that time, but he couldn't guess it.
Now, he seems to understand something.
'Could it be that... the prince has planned to implement the light seed plan since then? Launching the Western War and capturing the land of the United Kingdom of Anlong is actually for the convenience of conducting experiments there... Treating the occupied area as a 'petri dish' for the Light Seed Project? But what is the ultimate goal of the Light Seed Project? Improve military strength and prepare for empire expansion? Or to resist the tide of spiritual pollution...'
Chen Lun's eyes were deep.
He always has an intuition that behind this incident, there is a deeper truth that is unknown.
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The summoning of the prince came sooner than Chen Lun predicted. The next day, the head of the Babaye came to the Kangda church area and conveyed the prince's meaning to him.
"Mr. Jack, the prince has important secret matters, and he is summoning the members of the imperial jury... Please be sure to go to the palace conference hall before two o'clock in the afternoon."
"Okay, I already know, please trouble you to go there yourself, Mr. Manager."
Chen Lun met Babaye in the meeting room in the church area, and after a brief exchange between the two, he personally sent him away.
Looking at the back of the chief manager walking away quickly, Chen Lun stood still and took a deep breath.
‘The main plot of the dark world is coming...’
He turned around and went back to the conference room, and called Connie, asking him to inform Floyd that he had something urgent to do in the afternoon and would go to the palace.
Connie agreed, and immediately raised her skirt to salute.
Time soon arrived in the afternoon.
Chen Lun went to the palace in the carriage that was still driven by Golov. When he arrived at the destination, a young steward came up to him and told him in a low voice that the prince temporarily summoned the heads of the various royal cities of the Church of the Seven Gods, because Chen Lun Another layer of Lun's identity is the person in charge of the royal city of the Generous Council, so I would like to inform him here.
Although he was a little surprised, he also felt that it was reasonable. After all, he had investigated the root cause of the turmoil in the spiritual world. The next step according to the prince's countermeasures was to gather the forces of various forces to try to curb the spread of the polluting insect tide.
Passing through two huge arched doors, he followed the young steward to the conference room on the side of the banquet hall.
At this moment, the prince had already sat on the main seat, and on both sides of the square conference table were the heads of the Church of the Seven Gods and the presiding judges of the Imperial Jury. The rows of auditoriums further away are ordinary members of the jury.
It stands to reason that Chen Lun should sit in the auditorium, but because of his status as a generous parliament, he is qualified to sit at the conference table and participate in meetings with all high-ranking people.
"Here you go, Jack, sit down."
The prince turned his head to look, smiled very kindly, and stretched out his hand as a gesture.
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Prince."
Chen Lun saluted, and then sat on the seat of the Generous Council under the eyes of all the big figures.
Continue to wait for a while, and when almost all the people arrive, Babaye, the chief steward, closes the door, and the surrounding light dims a little.
"To cut a long story short, I won't waste my time with my opening remarks."
Prince Dazlet stood up slowly, with his hands behind his back, and said calmly.
"According to the in-depth investigation by the Imperial Jury, the root cause of the turmoil in the spiritual world has become clear. It is the ancient **** who was born in ancient times...'Dark Father' Distdark."
The expressions of all the people present became serious.
What this honorable name means, the high-ranking people around the conference table are very clear, it is an ancient god, a terrifying existence with a long history that can compete with the gods at the end of the sequence.
"We don't know his purpose. After all, we can't guess what the gods are thinking. Maybe it's because he covets the world? Or maybe he has lost control and fallen into a dazed state of chaos and ignorance. All actions are based on instinct... But no matter what the truth is, given the current situation of the empire, there is nothing to do about this ancient god."
The prince glanced at the crowd and sighed softly.
"I have already reported this matter to my father. His will for me is not to provoke the 'Dark Father' easily, or even disturb him... So what we can do now is to try our best to contain the spread from the dark world. The tide of pollution... At this stage, traces of pollution sources and various polluting creatures can be found from the deep to the shallow layers of the spiritual world. They have affected the present world through the turbulent flow of the spiritual world. If the situation cannot be controlled, it will have serious consequences for the empire and even the entire continent. Terrible danger!"
"Your Majesty, with all due respect...the territory of the spiritual world is too vast, and its boundaries have not yet been explored. Even the United Shelter of the Church of the Seven Gods and the Imperial Tribunal can hardly cover the entire spiritual world. Defensive defense?"
On the seat of the History and Ritual Association, a middle-aged man with short brown hair spoke.
He is the president of the Wangcheng branch, Eberhard, the fourth saint of the earth series.
"President Eberhard, what you said is very reasonable, but the facts are like this. If I don't wait to take timely measures, then the final result will only be a catastrophe for the mainland... far surpassing the catastrophe during the Red Disaster!"
The prince knocked on the table and said.
The sound of thud reverberated in the meeting room, and everyone present could feel the oppressive atmosphere.
“Even if we can’t defend across the board, we must try our best to contain the pollution, and how long it can be delayed, so that we can buy more time to think of other solutions.”
"But Your Majesty, our manpower is probably insufficient...Even if we draw from the personnel stationed in various churches, plus the elite team of extraordinary people, we can't gather many people, but judging from the information on the file, it can be seen from the end of darkness. There are tens of millions of pollution, and they are still continuously producing and giving birth to new pollution tides every minute and every second."
On the seat of the Hailing Regiment, a dark-skinned woman in her thirties said in a deep voice.
He wears braids, round and horizontal tattoos on his cheeks, and thick dark green lip gloss on his lips.
This is also a Sequence Four Saint, High Priest Camacho of the Hailing Regiment.
Everyone present fell into silence.
Camacho is telling the truth, and there is another important reason, that is, most of the Church of the Seven Gods are unwilling to contribute. After all, this kind of thing is full of uncertainties, and it is likely to damage the extraordinary warfare in the church. force, resulting in a decline in overall strength.
"Your Majesty, I have a proposal."
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a magnetic young voice.
Turning his head and looking, on the seat of the Generous Council, the young man in black hat named Jack was speaking.
"Go ahead, Jack."
The prince nodded slightly.
Chen Lun glanced at the many bosses at the conference table, and said solemnly:
"We may be able to expand the acceptance of 'undead aliens' and make them the main force against pollution... These undead have the characteristic of being unable to die, and are extremely keen on adventure and fighting, so they are perfect."
"The main force? Mr. Jack Speight, you may be taking it for granted... The strength of the polluting creatures is extraordinary, especially the Didak bugman named 'Son of the Ancient God', which is difficult for mid-sequence Transcendents to contend with. Let those weak foreigners serve as the main force, and they can't resist at all."
Eberhard said lightly.
"President Eberhard, I don't think so."
Chen Lun chuckled lightly.
"Undead aliens are very weak at this stage, but their potential is huge. Have you ever seen someone who has been promoted from Sequence Nine to Sequence Seven in just one month? I have seen... He is my student Polaris , but also a member of the undead.”
He said, spreading his hands.
"As long as they are given enough pressure and a certain amount of time, this group of undead is enough to become an immortal 'high wall', intercepting in the spirit world, and resisting those pollution tides for us."
"Like during the red disaster? Our church also recruited many undead foreigners as mercenaries to crusade against the red disaster area... the effect is really good."
The person in charge of the Royal City of the Moon Church, an elderly woman shrouded in a black nun's clothes, spoke.
His name is Olmedo. He used to be a "Sister of the Bright Moon" in the monastery, and was later transferred by the church to serve as the head of the Wangcheng branch.
"I have also heard about Mr. Jack's deeds. It is said that in the Western War, your Excellency relied on a 2,000-strong 'Undead Alien Army' to turn the tide and regain many advantages for the Imperial Army."
On the seat of the Stars Sect, a holy-looking but charming silver-haired woman spoke. She smiled gently at Chen Lun and said in a nice voice.
This holy man is named Papa, and he is the star priest who came to the royal city to serve as the person in charge in recent years.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Papa."
Chen Lun responded with a polite smile.
"Mr. Jack, this is indeed a good solution, but I have a question... Most of the undead strangers are still in the low ranks. How can they penetrate the cracks in the spiritual world and enter them? They can't even do this. How can we fight against the tide of pollution?"
The High Priest Camacho of the Hailing Regiment cast his gaze and asked indifferently.
"This is a tricky question."
Eberhard echoed.
Seeing everyone's gazes, Chen Lun thought shamelessly in his heart. These high-ranking people are actually pretending to be confused. Which one doesn't have potions or props that can improve perception?
Otherwise, why should the players of version 2.0 of the previous life participate in the main line?
So most of these guys are planning to take advantage of the royal family and get some benefits before they are willing to agree to the plan to resist the pollution tide.
Chen Lun glanced at the prince, who kept smiling and nodded to him, as if to show encouragement, but also like some kind of acquiescence.
He continued:
"I have a little right to speak on this. After all, I am also a member of the Imperial Jury. When I usually enter the spirit world, there is a special ration potion that can temporarily improve perception... I have also studied this potion in depth. The first version of the formula is not It is not very precious, and it can even be found in many documents, so I believe that apart from the Jury and the Generous Council, the other major churches can easily concoct this potion... At that time, you only need to ask the undead strangers to pay the cost price, Most likely they will be happy to buy and take an active part in fighting the pollution tide.”
Camacho of the Hailing Regiment frowned and gave Chen Lun a meaningful look.
Many of the high-ranking people around the conference table smiled, as if they found it interesting. As for the hundreds of members of the jury in the auditorium, they couldn't help but communicate in a low voice. They clearly saw that the proposal was extremely feasible, and at the same time, they had a little admiration for the young man named Jack.
"This is a good proposal, I think it will work."
Prince Dazlet finally spoke.
And his words can be regarded as finalizing the final direction of the plan. The presiding judges at the conference table agreed one after another. Among the Church of the Seven Gods, the Church of the Sun, the Church of the Moon and the Generous Council agreed. As for the remaining four, they had no choice but to Choose Agree.
"Since this is the case, everyone will report the content of the plan and try to implement it within a week... At the same time, I will also send someone to assign this important task to every extraordinary force in the empire. No one can escape responsibility, because this It was an unprecedented catastrophe..."
Prince said in a deep voice.
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The meeting lasted the entire afternoon. After finalizing the specific direction, everyone continued to discuss details from various aspects and make improvements.
The meeting was not adjourned until around 5:30 in the evening.
What Chen Lun didn't expect was that after the meeting, the prince kindly invited him to take a carriage with him, intending to send him back.
Although Golov was waiting outside the palace, since the prince invited him, Chen Lun did not dare to shirk, so he agreed.
Sitting in the prince's car, he felt what luxury is. The golden interior is almost all inlaid with gold, and there are various jewels and diamonds, which are decorated on the surfaces of tables, chairs and wooden cabinets by skilled craftsmen.
"Jack, you did a good job at the meeting. I really didn't misread you."
Prince Dazlet said appreciatively, and personally took out a bottle of golden wine from a refrigerator like a jewelry cabinet, and poured a glass for Chen Lun.
"Thank you, Prince, for your attention. This is just what I should do."
After Chen Lun took it, he pretended to be flattered and thanked him modestly. In fact, he is very clear that even without his own proposal, the result of the final meeting will be the same, because this is the main plot of the previous life.
So I just "reminded" what would have happened, and took the credit for myself.
The prince shook his head.
Immediately chatted with him in a peaceful tone.
"Jack, what do you think of Wangcheng?"
"Very prosperous, Your Majesty the Prince."
Chen Lun took a sip of his wine and responded softly.
"It is indeed prosperous. Historians say that Kloster is the most prosperous civilized city on the mainland for tens of thousands of years..."
Dazlet had a faint smile on his lips.
The following journey, both of them spent in a relatively relaxed atmosphere. Although Chen Lun didn't know the specific intentions of the prince, he communicated with him very cooperatively, and it can even be said that they had a very happy conversation.
After some chatting, Chen Lun didn't know why, but always felt that His Royal Highness had hidden a lot of things in his heart, and he didn't want to reveal them.
Chen Lun also learned about Dazlet's lofty ambitions. The prince wanted to share the worries of his father, build and defend the empire well. For this reason, he was under great pressure and burden, but he had no way to vent it.
On the other hand, although Dazlet has gained a great power and position because of his status as a prince, he has lost a lot... He has had no friends since he was a teenager, and it can be said that he should not have friends.
From the tone of the prince's speech, it can be seen that Dazlet seems to very much hope to have a confidant who can listen to him talk, even if he does not participate in the discussion, just listening is enough.
At this time, Chen Lun expressed tacitly that he was willing to be such a listener, even if he was not a friend of the prince.
"Jack, I think you are, do you know why?"
Prince smiled slightly.
Chen Lun shook his head.
"Because you understand me."
The prince's hand holding the wine glass pointed at him.
"This is a wonderful intuition. I think you understand me better than anyone else."
"..."
Chen Lun noticed that the prince was looking at him with determined eyes, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
At this time, the carriage was slowly driving near the Firemark Square.
Spiritual intuition suddenly sent a warning, and Chen Lun raised his silver walking stick in the next second.
Clang!
Golden light suddenly appeared, and a huge force came from the cane.
At the same time, there was a loud bang, and the carriage was instantly torn apart.
"Enemy attack!"
"Protect Your Royal Highness!"
The guards shouted angrily, accompanied by the neighing of the horses, there was noise and screaming from all around.
Chen Lun couldn't help being stunned, someone dared to assassinate the prince? !
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