Benoit glanced at him and suddenly laughed, smoke drifting out of his nostrils.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, I still learned from your methods..."

"You mean those rebels?" Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "What kind of... are you borrowing from? We have never done anything like this."

"You know in your mind whether I did it or not. I can't say it openly."

Benoit snorted and looked out the window, a trace of resentment suddenly showing in his pupils.

"But why?"

He clenched his fist tightly, as if he wanted to smash the window sill with his fist, and squeezed out the anger buried in his chest through his teeth.

"I gave them so many benefits and so much assistance... money! Arms! And experience and technology in struggle! But they stabbed us in turn!"

"Can you understand that feeling? It's as if Lacy didn't rush to teach the empire a lesson when he left the city, but instead set a fire in Golden Gallen Harbor first! What would you think if that were the case?"

He and Huye did discuss some things.

Including communicating with some important figures in Triumph City, especially civil servants with higher military ranks than him.

The whole plan is very simple. The retired veterans and officers of the Wolf tribe took advantage of the public resentment in Xifan Port to rebel, killed a group of imperial nobles to sacrifice the flag, took over all the arms stranded in Shizhou, and then followed the road and railway network they built

Take Tiandu directly.

If the situation is optimistic, the empire may not even have a chance to react, and this "blood transfusion operation" can even be completed without shedding a few drops of blood.

After all, the empire has no defense against the legion, and their reliance and hope on the legion has even reached the level of fantasy.

As for Saifan Port, there is no problem.

The Lion Clan nobles there are all a bunch of rubbish that can't hold up the wall. They don't even need to carefully select to find a lot of trash, and those people are no match for the veterans of the Gray Wolf Army.

In order to create opportunities for them, Governor Huye also deliberately took away his own bodyguards.

And those speculators who were among the wolves also promised them that after taking the guns, they would only liquidate the nobles of the empire and never touch the Weirant people of the empire. After everything was over, they would use this "restraint" as a sign of friendship between the two parties.

symbol of……

However, the result was that those white-eyed wolves betrayed him without hesitation, and even though he was still trustworthy, they did not believe him, but they decided to cooperate with these guys who were even more untrustworthy to take a big gamble——

First build a broken ship to get full of hatred, and then bet that you can get a new ship before it sinks.

He was only thankful for one thing now, and that was that his daughter Penny was not there.

Although she didn't get on Governor Huye's ship, he managed to persuade her to go to Yongye Port before things happened.

Cheng Yan glanced at him.

Although he didn't spell out his words clearly, the meaning was probably clear.

This guy wants to replicate a "Lasi" in West Sails Harbor.

However, this guy obviously misunderstood something.

Although in terms of results, the emergence of the Mammoth State is indeed in the interests of the alliance, the alliance has really not actively exported anything to the people there.

Including the Survivor Daily of Golden Gallen Port, including the "Red Earth" anthology serialized in the newspaper, is there anything that is not the voice of the local survivors themselves?

"Do you think Lacy hates us? Do the residents of Golden Gallen hate us? Or...does Lacy hate the residents of Golden Gallen?"

"..." Benoit didn't speak for a long time, unable to answer this question.

Cheng Yan continued.

"Then if I tell you again, we have never supported Mammoth State and the Yue Clan Resistance Army. We have even advised them not to be so anxious. Everything must be done step by step... Do you believe it?"

The manager is a person who disdains conspiracy.

Most of that gentleman's decisions were indeed scheming, and Cheng Yan knew this very well.

Although there are rumors in the public that Lacy received the guidance of a certain big shot, or had some endorsement before resolutely resigning and moving north, the fact is completely opposite.

That guy did something that caught everyone off guard - he gambled on an almost impossible victory with his own life and that of a group of people.

But it was that incident that made many people in the alliance wake up.

Not everything will go as planned.

They can no longer do as they please and must be careful about every choice they make.

Benoit still had an expression of disbelief on his face, but he was not as sure as before.

"...Lacy was not ordered by you?"

Cheng Yan looked at him seriously.

"I swear to the managers."

"..."

Benoit said nothing, just stared out the window and smoked to himself.

It's not...

No wonder he couldn't copy it.

Human beings are like-minded animals, and gamblers are destined to only hang out with gamblers, and then be targeted by gamblers who play bigger games, and lose all the chips they finally got.

Although he was not at the end of his rope, Benoit suddenly felt very tired, and even had the idea of ​​​​retiring early. He no longer had the aggressiveness and high-spiritedness he once had.

That lonely look in his eyes, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant...

…

While Benoit was smoking one cigarette after another, Duke Gallawa, who was carried into the hospital, finally woke up under the rescue of Alliance doctors.

"...Thank you for coming five minutes earlier. If you were a little later, no one would be able to save you."

He vaguely heard someone talking, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, just in time to see the doctor's face.

Although he never bowed to others with his stubborn temper, he couldn't help but soften his tone and lowered his eyebrows towards the doctor who saved his life.

"Thanks……"

"You're welcome, saving people is my job and my mission." The doctor in a white coat glanced at him, then looked at the instruments aside, and couldn't help but add another sentence, "If you have the conditions,

If so, I still recommend that you get a bionic heart...it will be over sooner or later if this continues."

Galawa's eyes were struggling, and beads of sweat oozed from his pale forehead, as if he was hesitating.

Change your heart...

Doesn't that mean cutting open the chest?!

certainly.

Of course he is not afraid of pain.

But... what if the manager wants to kill him and arranges for someone to stab him forward secretly?

Seeing that this guy was scaring himself again, the doctor said quickly.

"We will do anesthesia, and the whole process will not hurt..."

"No need, doctor," Duke Galava smiled weakly and interrupted, "I'm fine...Thank you for saving my life."

"..."

The doctor stared blankly at the stubborn old man, finally shook his head, turned around and walked out the door.

Watching the doctor go out, Niyang who was at the door asked quickly.

"How is he doing, Your Majesty the Duke?"

The doctor replied succinctly.

"The situation is basically stable... If you really want to do his best, you still have to persuade him to have the surgery as soon as possible."

"I will persuade him." Niyang nodded, told the doctor to go slowly, and then walked into Duke Galawa's ward.

When he entered the door, Duke Galava, who was lying on his back on the bed, was staring at the ceiling in trance.

Hearing the footsteps at the door, he turned his face slightly, turned his stupid eyes back again, looked at the ceiling, and said dejectedly.

"I don't think I'm sick... I wasn't like this before. I used to be quite healthy, but since I came to the Alliance... everything seems to have changed."

Looking at the sick look of Mr. Duke, Niyang couldn't help but sigh, but in the end he put the written resignation letter on the bedside table, then poured the Duke a cup of hot water and drank it.

He said in a coaxing tone.

"It's true that the alliance is terrible."

"They should not have ended the Wasteland Era, nor should they have allowed the people in the Wasteland to see the hope of a new century."

"Everyone will die. There is no difference between drowning in reality and drowning in dreams... It's just different people's choices. We all want to leave something in this world."

Duke Ganava looked at him blankly, suddenly feeling that this slave was a bit strange.

This is...his Niyang?

"For the sake of our acquaintance, I advise you to get a new heart for yourself. Even if you always feel that Mr. Manager wants your life... Now the empire is over, and soon you will no longer be a diplomat.

Now that you are an official, no one will want to harm you again."
To be continued...