Chapter 1640: Holden's Means

Respecting the strong is a consistent tradition in Hefeng Mainland.
The reason why Fort Witch has lived on the island all year round is that the goblin kings and dwarf kings of the past only like to develop technology and smelting equipment, and the two kings have no desire to expand.
But that doesn't mean you can bully Fort Witch at will.
Dragons have reverse scales, and they will be angry if they touch them.
And Fort Witchc’s biggest inverse scale now is me.
Master Dewey's son-in-law, Dwarf King's son-in-law, although these two identities have restricted my words and deeds to a considerable extent, they are also my umbrella.
If you want to move me, you have to first measure whether your body is hard enough to hold the dwarf's hammer and goblin's lethal technology.
Historically, dwarves and goblins are not good men and women.
Thousands of years ago, when many countries coexisted, there was a genocide in Fort Vitch.
The exact name of the country that was destroyed is not known. All that remains is the reason why Fort Witch slaughtered the country-a goblin princess who went out to play in Fort Witch was harassed and insulted by the duke of the country. , The angry princess asked the monarch of the country for an explanation, but was imprisoned.
Both the Goblin King and the Dwarf King were furious and rushed out of the country. Within seven days, they would perish their country and their clan. More than 700,000 people were affected and implicated. Since then, there has been no one who dared to offend Fort Vitch in the Hefeng Continent.
When I saw this record, I asked Master Dewey in horror, really killed more than 700,000 people?
Master Dewey just smiled and said: "These historians who write history for us always like to beautify the improper behavior of our ancestors. The territory of that country is about the same size as York City today. You think it may only die more than 700,000. person?"
Later, he added: "That is an all-out war, or a battle to destroy the country."
I was stunned and muttered: "That is to say, more than seven hundred thousand is just a fake number?"
Master Dewey shook his head and said, "Not all. Perhaps what the historian wants to express is that an average of 700,000 people were killed in each town."
Since this matter can be written in the history books, presumably Eri City will also have a similar record.
Carter Horton, who is not an adventurer, must have read this historical document, and he must have a deep memory of Fort Witch's amazing actions at the time.
Carter Horton stared at his hare like a falcon with gloomy eyes.
But the syndicate is the syndicate, Holden took a deep breath, exhaled again, suddenly smiled, and said: "It is true that I have met with the Knights of the Round Table Guild, but it is just an ordinary cooperative relationship. Even if I cooperate with you, I am afraid it will be powerless. Otherwise, you go to the City Lord of York City and ask, if he is willing to help you, this matter will be solved much easier."
"Good idea" I nodded and smiled back: "But I don't know him. I'm afraid he can't even enter the gate of his palace. However, you have a good relationship with him, and you are a neighboring country. Otherwise, you invite him Come here, the three of us are sitting together, savoring the local customs and talking about it, how about?"
Horton's smile was condensed on his face, his mouth half open, his anger gradually revealed.
I still have a kind smile, eating peanuts one by one.
After holding each other for a few seconds, I gently put the peanut shell in my plate, got up, came to the window, stared out the window, opened my arms, and slowly said, "I guess, at this moment, there are more than one crossbow, arrows, and firecrackers. With the deadly position of my body, as long as you give me an order, I will be beaten into a sieve instantly and killed on the spot."
Holden made a soft ‘gu’ in his throat. He took a sip of tea and said, "How come you are a distinguished guest."
I turned my head, glanced at his stiff smile, and said with a smile: "It is because I am a ‘guy guest’ that I can enjoy such treatment. If I were an unknown little shrimp, I am afraid you would not bother to kill me."
Horton's body trembled slightly, and he said solemnly: "If I agree to your request, can you guarantee that you won't come to Ariel City again?"
"No," I shook my head.
"You're a rascal!" Horton shot up and said angrily: "Since I can't even guarantee this, why should I help you!"
Slowly raising his head, arms stretched out in two directions, exposing the entire chest out of the window, I said lightly: "Since it's so unpleasant, you can just leave, or let the lurking assassin kill me."
There was a muffled noise behind him, followed by a long and feeble sigh. Holden said in an old voice in a low voice: "Don't go too far, Ai Ruicheng is indeed not as good as Fort Witch, but if I smash with you to the end, behind you Fort Witch will suffer a big loss."
"Maybe, or maybe not, but from now on, there will be no Carter family in Erie City, and this town will be annexed by Fort Witch. I dare to conclude that in just a dozen years, Fort Witch will be It can be slowed down, and even the momentum of development will be several times faster than before. Oops, I can't wait to be killed by you now."
"You lunatic!"
Horton snarled, pointing trembling fingers at me.
"You are right." I nodded and said, "But if I'm not crazy, how can I survive in this cruel world?"
Withdrawing my arms, turning around, and showing my back out of the window, I continued: "In this cruel country, those good men and women who want to spend their lives in peace have all turned into dead souls under the butcher's knife, those duties. The honest people who live by life, either become the object of bullying, or lose their shelter from the wind and rain, and can only live helplessly on the streets, being killed, starved to death, and humiliated to death. They have become synonymous here. It is no longer the most prosperous city in the past, but a giant beast heading towards an endless abyss..."
"You have no right to evaluate my country!" Carter Horton interrupted angrily: "It is the property of the Carter family, it is my property, and it will be what I want it to be!"
"Good men and believers, honest people... These are the weak, the weak! Do you understand!" Horton trembled, excitedly said: "It's not just in my country, look at the whole continent, where the weak live Okay, where are the weak from being bullied? Why do you only target my country? Why!"
"I am the lord of the city, I am the king, this is my country, I am responsible for its development, and I have to think about its future! What I do is to conform to the times, conform to the trend, for the development of the times, for What about the change of the trend and the sacrifice of some weak?" In the depths of Horton's eyes, cruelty flows: "They should feel honored to be the foundation of the country's development and the driving force of the development of the times!"
"And you!" Horton frowned, and said solemnly: "You are no longer a member of Iri City. What qualifications do you have to point fingers at my policy? Do you think that Master Dewey's son can do whatever he wants? !"
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