Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1442: Values

On the road back to the City Lord's Mansion, Melanie said, "Your Excellency did a better job than I do."

Alan said, "That's just what you said."

Melani smiled and said, "I just told my lord to pay attention to the balance between the rookies and the old, but I didn't teach my lord what to do." In the meeting room just now, the lord had listened to the thoughts of both sides and finally unified them. He had also guided them to his own intentions. In this regard, it was rare and precious. "If you can also differentiate the subdued technique, Lord Alan's wrist will undoubtedly be as powerful as yours."

"Mr. Melanie is in a good mood today. Otherwise, he wouldn't have flattered me so openly." Alan shook his head and smiled.

"I'm telling the truth, across Agares, the two supreme beings are standing at the peak of their martial power, supporting a country with one person. But when it comes to governing the country, it seems to me to be ordinary. The one in Demoic Ring City didn't care about the empire at all, so he didn't even bother to talk about it. As for the emperor of Dobia, he was more than stern and headstrong. He has always been the only one who spoke in Dobiari. How can he allow his subordinates to speak as freely as Lord Alan did just now? "

Lord Alan mocked himself, "You said that the two of you are supporting a country on their own. Of course, you can ignore them and be headstrong. But I can't, so I still have to put on an act. At the very least, it will reduce friction between the rookies and the old battalions. It will be easier to manage."

"I'm sure that even if Melani became a Paragon, he wouldn't act like those two," said Lord Alan calmly.

"Oh, Mr. Melanie thinks so highly of me?"

"It's not that you're not optimistic. The problem is, you're not Baltic." After saying that, Melanie looked out of the window, obviously wanting to end the topic.

Alan had to admit that Melanie's words were aimed at the root of the problem.

He was not from Baal, nor did he grow up in Agares. Therefore, his temperament and approach to problems were completely different from those two Autarchs. Moreover, Melanie had something to say. To Agares, Alan was always an outsider. Even with his own combat strength and the support of the Forgotten Realm, the situation now looked pretty good.

But what about the future?

If he couldn't continue expanding, or if he wanted to concentrate on developing his territory. Then the issue of race will be highlighted, and even cause conflicts, and ultimately allow the people below to overthrow his rule.

The problem is complex and simple.

Alan was not a Barre, so he didn't know what the Barres really wanted. The difference in values between this chaotic race and humans is not small. Perhaps what humans see as meaningful and worthy of sacrificing their lives to defend is not worth mentioning to the Barbarians.

Such a variety of things would inevitably cause all kinds of conflicts and disputes.

Alan looked at the man who had been in prison for three years. Perhaps Melanie was the first to see the hidden dangers of the race, and even Alan himself had ignored the problem.

He smiled and decided not to think about it for the time being. The most urgent matter was to deal with the next wave of attacks from the empire. After noon, the entire Mockpill began to operate. The materials in the city were quickly counted and gathered in the military area, and they were ready to be mobilized at any time. The generals and officers began to mobilize the soldiers, and the airships at the harbor began to debug and test flights. The residents of the city could feel the tension in the future of the war.

Contrary to the tense but orderly atmosphere in which Mokedan was preparing for the battle, there were traces of chaos and disarray everywhere in another ancient city in the South, more than 2,000 kilometers away and near the Great Fault.

Iron Tree City was also very old. It was even older than Demoic Ring City. The city is littered with ancient Demonic Shadow Empire-style buildings. The unplanned expansion makes the streets of Iron Tree City look complicated and crowded, which is quite different from Moktan.

However, after so many years, the managers of Iron Tree City had no plans to rebuild it. The city was like an old man who was constantly carrying a heavy burden, and it had already reached a difficult stage.

Recently, a large army had gathered in Iron Tree City, adding insult to injury to this ancient city. In order to facilitate the gathering of troops, Iron Tree City decided to temporarily expand the barracks. The expansion was also brutal, driving away the residents of two blocks away from the barracks, razing the buildings with large-scale equipment, and finally directly building temporary barracks on the cleared land. In just a few days, the barracks in Iron Tree City had more than tripled in size.

Of course, a hundred thousand troops could not be stuffed down, but there was more than enough guards to serve the two great figures.

To Iron Tree City, those two were the real big shots. Mad Devil Ganli was fine, but Thunder Devil Mirion was someone who rarely appeared in the southern cities. Speaking of which, if it weren't for the turmoil in Mokedan, it would have been almost impossible for Iron Tree City to witness the demeanor of the two Great Generals at once.

However, after the arrival of the two Empire Great Generals, the hopes of the residents of Iron Tree City disappeared. Thunder Demon Mirion was fine, at least this general and his subordinates were safe. However, this was not the case for the other general. The first day the mad devil Ganli arrived in Iron Tree City, he had the city lord send all the girls over the age of fifteen and under the age of twenty to the military camp. The name of the madman was to encourage morale. In fact, it was for the officers and himself to have fun. On that day, the entire Iron Tree City was in chaos. The City Defense Army acted as a lackey to catch the young girl, causing this ancient city to be thrown into chaos.

On that day, hundreds of clashes and bloodshed occurred. The long-vacant prison in Iron Tree City had been filled with hundreds of people that day. Afterwards, Ganli asked Iron Tree City to send prisoners to kill for fun every day, with fewer than a dozen at a time and more than a hundred at most. As a result, the barracks Ganli lived in would be filled with foul smell for the next few days.

Everyone from the residents of Iron Tree City to the City Lord was looking forward to seeing this army leave. However, the army said that they were gathering here to fight in Mokedan. However, there was no sign of mobilization before the war in the barracks or even outside the city, and there was even no sign of the army moving. This caused the main body of Iron Tree City to decrease drastically, and they did not know what to eat every day.

Every day, the city was filled with complaints. If it weren't for the City Lord sending an army in front of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion would have been flattened long ago. In the end, he simply ignored them and let the outside world toss him around. He hid in the City Lord's Mansion and enjoyed himself for the rest of the day.

No, when a barracks manager broke into the City Lord's Mansion, he was stopped by the butler. "Butler, let me see the City Lord. This is really not good. Today, Lord Ganli sent out dozens of corpses from his barracks. They were all pulled out by carts. Inside, there are people from our City Guards. They said that they accidentally collided with Lord Ganli's guards outside the barracks. They were killed without asking why," the barracks manager said with a frown.

The housekeeper also had a headache. He grinned and said, "Even if you report this matter to the City Lord, it will not be settled. Instead, it will make him unhappy. Why bother? I heard that these two lords will leave within these two days at the latest. Let's endure it."

The manager sighed and said, "Ah, you said that these two adults tossed our Iron Tree Tree to death. I really don't know how they got here in those cities on the eastern front."

"Shh." The housekeeper covered his mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense. You're a long-lived person. Besides, Lord Mirion didn't do anything. Lord Ganli is the only one who's hard to serve."

The butler shook his head and hurriedly left.

At this moment, a shrill cry sounded from somewhere in the barracks. The soldiers of Iron Tree City couldn't help but cover their ears. The sound was painful to hear. In fact, the corpses that had been pulled out of Ganli Camp over the past few days were unbearably horrible. It was incomparable to how these corpses had been tortured and killed before their lives.

In any case, it was right that he wouldn't die so easily.

At this moment, Ganli, who looked more like a devil king than a devil king, was lying on a slender thigh. A sexy and charming woman used her legs as a pillow for him, while another woman next to her was responsible for feeding wine to Ganli.

Yeah, mouth to mouth.

The two women were naked, trying their best to please this well-dressed general who was actually a wild beast. Ganli sucked a mouthful of wine from the waitress' mouth. His eyes narrowed and closed as he landed on a bloody figure in front of him.

It was also a woman, who was hung in the air by the iron rope through her palm. His entire body was naked, and there was almost no good meat on his body. Her fingernails were all removed, her chest and back were covered with whips, and there were burn marks on the inside of her thigh and even on her private parts. An eye and half a tongue were at her feet, and a soldier was plucking at her toenails with a pair of pliers.

The two women who waited on Ganli tried their best to smile, but the smile was even uglier than death.

Suddenly, someone walked in. As soon as this person appeared, the room was filled with thunder. The buzzing sound made people dizzy. Only Ganli's expression remained the same. He got up lazily from the woman's lap, did not forget to hold her chest, and smiled: "What wind blew Lord Mirion here?"

It was Thunder Demon Mirion.

If it weren't for the lightning, if it weren't for the momentum of the thunderstorm, who would have imagined that this man, who wasn't robust and even looked slightly skinny, would actually be the second general of the empire, Mirion?

Mirion's eyes seemed to be gushing with lightning at any moment. He looked at the poor woman, and the woman's body immediately rumbled with thunder and fire. He didn't even have time to snort before turning into charcoal. Although he had died miserably, it was better than being tortured by Ganli.

"You still like to play with these perverts," Mirion said coolly, retracting his gaze.

Ganli waved his hand, signaling everyone to go down. After everyone left, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Lord Mirion, do you know what you're doing?"

"I stared at someone."

"No, you stared at a spy, and she was just about to reveal all the information so that she could die a happy death."

"Oh, then she earned it." Mirion's eyelids did not even twitch as he said, "I came to inform you that I have spent enough time here. If you do not leave tomorrow, I will go first."

"Did I hear wrongly?" Ganli was shocked, but his expression was too exaggerated. Everyone could tell that it was intentional. "Demoic Ring City's order seems to be to wait two days for all our warships to be armed with Thunder. Lord Mirion's unauthorized actions seem to be contrary to the order."