Chapter 1081: Forcing a confession

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The tragic situation of the port was like apocalypse, and everyone who was watching felt cold. (Free download of full text e-book)
The people of Aiting Island were frightened at first, and then the unanimous thoughts in their hearts were fortunate: Thank goodness, fortunately, it was not me who died.
Seeing the tragedy of death, people will cherish the beauty of being alive.
City Lord Rutherford's face was especially pale, until he saw the corpses everywhere in front of him, he realized what a terrifying enemy the Lich they were facing was.
Think about it two days ago, he led the soldiers to besiege the lich himself, and even saw the shadow of the lich several times.
Recently, it was only a hundred feet away from the Lich. If the Lich looked at him more, he could kill him with a spell.
Thinking of this, City Lord Rutherford couldn't help touching his neck, his back felt cold, and he felt afraid.
Then I couldn't help but secretly rejoice, but fortunately I was alive, alive and well, without missing arms or legs.
He wiped the cold sweat from his head, and then looked at the people in Lorraine standing in front of him with a little pride.
Rutherford was also clear in his heart: He himself has performed very well in the past few days. He has been on the front line since he started his career, and he personally got sick to contain the Lich and let the people move safely.
What happened later proved that his decision to transfer the people in the first place was extremely correct.
After destroying the port, the Lich began to vent its anger with the residential areas of the entire island. If it was not transferred in time, the number of casualties would increase more than ten times.
If that happens, no matter how well he does his work, the bigwigs of the Ruman Empire will not hesitate to take his head off and make the common people angry, even if he does his best.
As a middle-level official, Rutherford City Lord deeply understands the unfeeling and horrible politics.
Those big guys don't have a good thing, and they usually have to sell themselves, provide delicious food, drink, wine and meat, and they have to be respectful from time to time.
Once something happens, they all stand with their arms around and watch the jokes, don't expect the grandsons to say a good thing for themselves.
Maybe you still have to find a chance to get down and step on. Even in order to get rid of the relationship, and kill people.
Therefore, he has always known clearly that those grandchildren will never be able to refer to them, and that everything depends on himself in the end.
Therefore, at the first moment of the crisis, it was not that City Lord Rutherford had never thought about using the government-special clipper ship hidden in the cave—the existence of this ship was only known to a handful of officials such as the City Lord.
However, he knew how harsh the Ruman Empire's punishment was for the officials who fled. The consequences would be more serious than if he died here.
As for officials who sacrificed for their duties, the Ruman Empire's praise is not stingy.
At that time, he was ready to die and sacrifice.
Fortunately, in that crisis, he finally survived. And even luckier, all his efforts were just in the eyes of the big shots.
Only through cold telegrams and official documents, listing the course of the matter and the number of casualties, the boss above will only think that he has done his duty and did a good job in dealing with the crisis, but it is only good. Maybe he will send him a copy. Reward order.
But don't think about more.
But now, all his efforts are clearly in the eyes of Catherine and Leo.
City Lord Rutherford knew in his heart that this was a great opportunity for him.
You know, Rutherford City Lord is also a hard-working child-being sent to station on the island, far away from the bustling world, itself shows how hard-working City Lord Rutherford is.
But after Catherine and Leo met in person, from now on he has been labeled as a royal cron. When it comes to mentioning, these two royal family members will know: Oh, that's so and so.
There is a figure like himself in their memory, so naturally they need to pay more attention.
And without this kind of luck, no matter how upright, honest, fair and unselfish he did as the city lord, he would never have the chance to make a living.
With this kind of luck, even if he only bought a pack of cigarettes for the leader to run errands, and fell in the eyes of the leader, it was this guy who was hardworking and hardworking and worthy of vigorous cultivation. (Free download of full text e-book)
City Lord Rutherford felt that he should kneel down before going to bed at night and thank some light gods.
The disaster on Aiting Island attracted half of the members of the Ruman royal family and His Majesty who even dared not even think about it.
Rutherford can get direct rewards from the highest level.
Even while condoning the refugees, Catherine gifted a pair of jewelry from her to the wife of the city lord who was serving the refugees.
This determined that the upper-level bureaucracy did not dare to peel off the layers, exploiting his original credit, and then stuffing a bunch of brother-in-laws and sisters-in-laws to grab the credit - they often do this kind of thing, and they will continue to do it.
This alone is enough to make City Lord Rutherford, who has been watching his boss's life, raise his eyebrows and be happy for three days and three nights.
The most important point is that City Lord Rutherford himself is still alive, which is the premise of everything.
If he was slightly unlucky and died on the front line, the empire would naturally not be stingy with praise. He would even posthumously confer on him a real noble title, but this has nothing to do with him, City Lord Rutherford.
Just like the hapless bishop who died, the propaganda department may praise him vigorously, and then engage in activities to learn from Lord Rutherford, calling on everyone to follow the example of Lord Rutherford, and then...
There will be no more.
People will forget him in a very short time, and only his wife and children will remember to go to church on his death day.
Fortunately, he is still alive. City Lord Rutherford knows that a bright future is waiting for him. This misfortune for the people of Aiting Island is a great blessing for him.
In order to make up for and eliminate the huge negative impact of the Ai Ting incident, reduce the fear of the people of the empire, and boost the morale of the Ruman people, according to political principles, high-level leaders will vigorously promote the victory of Ai Ting Island.
Yes, it is victory~!
Under the leadership of the chief executive of the imperial government, Rutherford, and the wise command, the people of Aiting Island were brave and brave, defeating the great victory of the evil and terrifying lich.
In this way, we can tell the people that there is nothing terrible about evil undead creatures. Under the leadership of the great emperor, we Ruman will be able to overcome any difficulties, defeat any enemy, and achieve one victory after another.
To this end, the propaganda department should establish a few typical characters and use them as heroes to propagate them, as well as the glorious deeds of the people of Aiting Island who fought fearlessly.
As for civilian casualties, they are only secondary.
As an old politician who has been in politics for more than 20 years, Lord Rutherford is familiar with these things.
City Lord Rutherford heartily thanked the bishop that fat man, if it were not for his dying reminder, he might not have been able to do this.
"You can go with peace of mind, I'll do it for you. Why didn't I find that this fat man is a good person before." Rutherford secretly said, then glanced at the deputy behind him, and said secretly: "If I die, probably This will say this in his heart? Maybe he will write a gorgeous memorial."
At this time, City Lord Rutherford suddenly had an urge to laugh.
Lorraine didn’t know the complex and fierce ideological struggle in the heart of the city guard. He kept frowning at the corpses in the harbor: After so many days, and the influence of the black magic of the lich, many corpses were already A foul smell began to emanate.
He turned his head to look at Rutherford, and said: "This place must be cleaned up as soon as possible. A plague may happen later."
At this time, City Lord Rutherford hurriedly stood up straight and said solemnly: "Yes, my lord, please rest assured."
City Lord Rutherford knew that a piece of credit was about to fall on his own head, but the more this kind of time, the better the cautiousness, the more sorrowful expression on his face.
Rutherford had seen too many young people who had become mad, and finally fell before the finish line.
If you show a blessing in disguise expression, it is tantamount to abandoning all previous efforts.
And Rutherford had already thought about how to write this report to the top.
The greatest credit for this is of course the Little Duke Leo and the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of Lorraine, the curse magister Dean Lester, and the arrival of Princess Catherine and His Majesty the Pope played a decisive role, and the loyalty to the Emperor inspires all The defenders fought to the end.
In all fairness, City Lord Rutherford is not a political speculator, nor is he an ambitious man who steps on the bones of others.
He is just an ordinary person, and can't help but feel tempted when he sees the benefits.
Lorraine's perception of this city owner was pretty good. At least when he was most dangerous, he led people to the front line. Among the officials, this was already a very rare quality.
Hillmelia was also stunned by the horror she had never seen before.
She remembered the words her father Saint Paul said before she came to the throne: "On this road, you will see too many thorns and suffering."
Silmelia resisted the extreme discomfort in her heart, with a solemn and kind expression, and whispered: "Leave it to me. The Holy See has experience in doing this kind of thing. The victims need a funeral. The dead body must also be purified. Otherwise, unpredictable danger may arise."
Catherine agreed and nodded and said: "This is the best way."
Hillmelia said calmly: "Not only that, but also a thorough search of the entire island to prevent hidden dangers."
Rutherford hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "Follow your instructions, Your Majesty."
The Lich has been active on the island for several days, and no one is sure whether he has laid any back-hands, nor is it sure whether the corpse demon is dead or not, it is a terrifying undead creature with the ability to swallow.
If it still has a breath, a slight negligence will be let go, and when it will come back to life on the island, then everyone's sin will be serious.
City Lord Rutherford said: "I will immediately start the labor force of the whole island."
On the same day, the entire Aiting Island operation cleaned up the remains of the victims in the port.
The broken bodies of thousands of victims are piled up with dozens of pyre.
The remaining priests of the Temple of Aiting followed behind the supreme Pope in fear, purifying the bodies of the victims one by one.
Finally, Silmelia will personally preside over the ceremony and hold a requiem funeral for the victims on the island.
Leo represented the royal family of Ruman and placed the lighted torch on the pyre.
For people who die by undead spells, burial or sea burial may leave risks, and only cremation is the safest way.
In the evening, Aiting Island restored its tranquility. When all the Aiting people were still mourning for the dead neighbors, in the war fortress, Lorrain kicked the Lich Phylogram on the ground with one kick and watched it hit. He bounced off the wall again and said coldly: "Now, it's time to discuss this terrorist's problem."
The black and shiny Lich Phylogram was as cold as ice cubes, and the brightly lit hall became a bit gloomy.
Leo held a short gun in his hand and knelt down to poke the Lich's phylactery with the barrel. There was no movement at all in the metal box engraved with intricate patterns.
Lester gave Leo a white look and said, "Hey, kid, don't move, this souvenir is mine."
"What yours and mine," Leo said with a smile on his face: "You and I can be so clear, isn't yours mine."
Leo smiled narrowly and said, "Do you want?"
Leo nodded and said, "I want to take Ze guy out for a public trial, and then parade."
"It's not impossible to discuss." Old Lester said: "Look at your sincerity."
Lorraine curled his lips. The old man wanted to knock someone off again. These guys are addicted to slaughter, and this unhealthy trend must be stopped.
Lorraine coughed, turned to look at Luo Linna, and said: "I heard that the wind in front of the Fengye Danlin girls' dormitory is always very strong, especially in summer. Why is this wind traditional?"
Luo Linna suddenly thought of her previous experience, she sneered, and squeezed her fingers, saying: "Every time the strong wind passes, the thunder in front of the male dormitory of Fengye Danlin Master Academy is also very big."
Lorraine smiled and shook his head. It seems that Fengye Danlin's female wizards have a tradition in electronic games, and she is not the only one who tastes it, and then said: "I heard that this wind has been blowing for years."
Then he looked at Lester with a teasing smile.
Lester's face blushed, and he is now a person of status and status. If Lorraine promoted the absurdity of his youth, his old face would be lost.
Lester said readily: "Leo, seeing how sincere you are, this is for you."
"Since you sent me so sincerely, then I reluctantly accepted it. Okay, you gave me the gift." Leo looked at Lester with big eyes blinking.
Lester smiled bitterly and nodded. This little hooligan always took advantage of him.
Leo smashed the phylactery of the Lich with the butt, turned his head and looked at Lester curiously, and said, "Grandpa, is this guy alive? You won't be incapable of playing him. Are you dead?"
Lester blew his beard and stared: "How could it be that I had already controlled my power when casting the spell. I only used 50% of my power. When I caught this guy, I clearly felt that he still had a breath.
Is it really heavier to start, this guy didn't catch his breath? "
Leo pointed his pistol at the Lich's phylogeny and said loudly: "Listen to the Lich inside. You have been surrounded by me and Xiao Bai. Put down your weapon and raise your hand to surrender. The resistance is fruitless."
As a competent dogleg, Xiaobai screamed at the side, staring at the phylactery of the Lich on the ground with a ferocious expression.
There was no movement at all for five minutes.
Leo turned to Lorraine and said, "This guy should have been played by Grandpa Lester to death."
"No~!" Lester exclaimed angrily.
Lorraine looked at Hilmelia. As far as understanding of dark creatures was concerned, Hilmelia had to be counted among so many people. The Holy See was professional in doing this.
Hillmelia smiled slightly and watched the old and the young bicker there. There is Leo this troublemaker, it would not be boring anywhere.
Hillmelia nodded and said: "I can still feel the breath of the undead."
Lorraine sneered, stood up and raised his toes, kicked the Lich's phylogeny under Xiao Bai's feet, and said, "Xiao Bai, squash it for me."
"Oh~!" Xiaobai wailed his nose, raised his eighty-yard foot, and stepped on the iron box.
"Don't~!" A hollow voice suddenly sounded, and the speaker seemed weak, and the voice was weak.
Lorraine snapped his fingers with a "pop" and made Xiaobai step away and said, "It's okay, don't pretend to be dead."
Lester clapped his hands and said, "Shall I say, the lich is actually the most afraid of death. The lightning bolt I used can't explode his phyla."
Once the extremely faint transparent figure slowly emerged from the Lich's phylactery, through his figure, one could even see the mural on the back wall.
Lorraine frowned and discerned carefully. This was a skinny, bald old man, with his body bowed like dried shrimps, and a messy goatee on his chin, in line with the traditional image of a mage.
Void was silent for a moment, using a weak and hollow voice, slowly said: "My remaining power can only maintain the image for a few minutes. If you have something, it is best to speak quickly."
Lorraine leaned back in the chair, squinted at him carefully, laughed, and said, "Xiao Bai, stom on him."
Xiaobai grinned, faithfully preparing to execute Lorraine's order, and stepped on the Lich's phylactery with a big foot.
In fact, it is impossible to step on this metal box with Xiao Bai's power, but the Lich can't bet on it.
"Hold on..." the Lich's phantom cried out in a panic: "Let me say anything~EbookFREE.me~ I listen to you, please don't do this."
Lorraine waved his hand to make Xiaobai retreat, and said, "Ussy Peter, right? I think you already understand your current situation.
Don't talk to us about the conditions. You are no longer qualified. The only thing you can do now is to please me. When I am happy, I might spare your life. "
As Lester said, the liches were extremely afraid of death.
They are not afraid of death. The body is just a tool for them. If it is destroyed, it will be replaced with a new one.
What they are afraid of is true death, being broken open and letting their souls dissipate.
Usy Peter's phantom stared at Lorraine, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Well, you won. What do you want to know?"
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