Vol 2 Chapter 4224: The death list twenty years ago!

Although the flames of war in Atlantis were extinguished after the intervention of "external forces", this turmoil was still far from the end.
Those members of the radical faction were in danger, and some voluntarily gave up their membership of Atlantis, broke away from the Golden Family, and fled in panic.
They are afraid that the resource faction will retaliate, so they choose desperately.
In fact, such a choice is also right and there are rules to follow.
On a thunderstorm night twenty years ago, Sebastianco didn't let these people go...none of them slipped through the net.
The law enforcement captain is selfless and acts in strict accordance with the family rules. He does not leave any affection. He is very accustomed to killing.
In fact, this kind of practice is no longer right or wrong.
Perhaps, in order to avoid future troubles, Sebastianco is indeed a last resort.
Therefore, those radical members who fail to rebel, worry that this situation will happen again.
No one wants to suffer the consequences of losing their lives-even if they have the courage to rebel.
Now that Atlantis lacks a principal, Lancelotz has to stand up and preside over the overall situation.
However, this time, he did not let the story repeat itself in a more cruel and way.
"Can't kill like before." Sebastianco shook his head, a sense of powerlessness in his voice: "If this happens, people will be killed."
This is where the law enforcement captain contradicts.
He has always been the person who adheres to the principle most, but by this time, from the standpoint of the overall situation, Sebastianco also wavered.
He seems to have discovered that his previous rules of conduct do not seem to be completely correct.
At Sebastianco’s age, he was so shaken, I have to say that it will have a very strong blow to his own mentality-even if his own mind is as solid as a rock, but at this moment, no matter how hard a rock is There will be cracks.
"All members of the radical faction involved in the turmoil, get rid of the leader, and let the rest take the blame." When Lancelotz said this, his voice went low: "Just as it has never happened."
Forget the past!
As if it never happened!
Is this really possible?
What a concession this is!
"Let's take the blame... we are not obliged to follow such orders, but it is really difficult to achieve perfect execution in the end," Sebastianco said.
On this day, he has killed several guards.
And these are the backbone of the family.
If the radicals make such a fuss, there may be a fault in the entire Atlantis.
"This is also no way." Lancelotz said lightly: "You can't kill all of them. Judging the level of punishment according to the responsibility, there is no other way."
In the eyes of the radicals, they have been in panic after defeat. After all, the methods of the law enforcement team were too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if Lancelotz made the decision to tolerate them this time, but these people Whether you have the courage to come back is another matter.
"Well, if you really do this, then the task of the law enforcement team will be a little easier." Sebastianco said mockingly: "I don't have to be numb when I was able to kill like I did twenty years ago.
In fact, the current law enforcement team has reduced its staff by more than three-quarters.
They had been struggling to maintain the family order before, and the fiercest struggle against the radicals, so the law enforcement team has become the branch where Atlantis sacrificed the most.
"It's not easy to sit in the position of the patriarch." Lancelotz shook his head again, there was no fire of power in his eyes: "Here...the is too hot, no matter how many layers of cushions are on it, it is useless."
If it were placed a year ago, he would be very willing to accept the task of making decisions for the patriarch. After all, Lancelotz had been dormant and waited for many years for this day.
But now, facing the devastated Castilla, facing the golden family that almost broke the inheritance, Lancelotz did not have the slightest ambition. He even wanted to make Kestelin come back quickly so that he could do it. The deputy messed up and threw it to him.
"Okay." Sebastianco thought for a moment, and said: "The law enforcement team will fully implement your order. In addition, it is also important to appease the emotions of the resource and center."
This time the turmoil, the two sides fought for life and death, seeing too much blood, and many family members became enemies of life and death. This time Lancelotz’s approach to tolerating radicals is bound to be strongly backlashed by another faction. .
Therefore, the position of the patriarch is really hot.
If one is not careful, both sides will not please, and the trust value accumulated over the years will directly drop to zero.
"It used to be that absolute power represents absolute freedom. Now it seems that things are not like this at all." Lancelotz said: "Some fruits look very sweet and wonderful, but if you don't taste it yourself Taste, you will never know what bitter core is hidden under the glamorous exterior."
"I am very happy to see that you have become a philosopher from a careerist." Sebastianco said, standing up, ready to walk outside.
"where are you going?"
"I'll take a rest." Sebastianco said: "After taking the blood of inheritance, I feel that there is room for further improvement in my control over the body. However, before I can further improve myself, I have to play Just a nap."
"The blood of inheritance... Lost Holy Land... Is that true?" Lancelotz had already seen it from the battle before, and Sebastianco's strength increased by more than a third compared to before. .
For this, Lancelotz expressed his congratulations, but his mentality was very calm, and he didn't even have the slightest envy in his heart.
This kind of mentality may simply not emerge from the previous careerist.
However, after the family war, Lancelots calmed down unprecedentedly.
"Of course it is true." Sebastianco said in a deep voice. He stopped and turned to look at Lancelotz: "This is the third time you have asked me this question. I really I don't understand, what is there to doubt about the holy place in the Kilimanjaro Mountains?"
Sebastianco thought Lancelotz's thoughts were a bit ridiculous, obviously too cautious, and this caution was even somewhat unreasonable.
"If this blood of inheritance is not true, how can it increase my combat power so much? How can it appear in the lost holy land?" Sebastianco said: "If there is a chance, I really want to take you back to take a look and see how magnificent and magnificent the temple in the middle of the mountain is."
"I know what you are trying to express, I believe your eyes, but..." Lancelot hesitated a little, as if trying to correct his words: "But seeing is not necessarily true. "
Sebastianco is extremely loyal to Atlantis, as is the precious golden blood.
The law enforcement captain who adheres to principles even believes that Lancelotz's suspicion is a show of disrespect to the ancestors!
"Does this mean there is a problem? The Holy Land is there, and the Guardian of the Holy Land is also there, Lancelotz, you know, nothing can be hidden from my eyes." Sebastianco looked at Seemingly unhappy, he said coldly: "Lancelotz, over the years, you have been immersed in the struggle for power, and your eyes have become short-sighted."
The law enforcement captain's criterion is very simple-you have not seen the beauty of the temple with your own eyes, you suspect this is a false prosperity? Even a conspiracy? This is obviously nonsense!
"Well, I believe you, after all, the effect of the blood of inheritance is so magical." Lancelotz said: "If you have the opportunity, you must go to Africa to take a look."
"The ancestors of Atlantis are extremely great, their life course is so glorious and sacred, we descendants are completely unqualified to question them." Sebastianco said: "Lancelotz, you You’re upset, let’s put your focus right now."
After speaking, the law enforcement captain turned and left.
Lancelotz watched the golden figure disappear. He was obviously still a little bit hesitant, but Sebastianco's attitude was so determined that he couldn't say more.
"The blood of the magical inheritance, the magical lost holy land." Lancelotz looks like an atheist, so he doubts such inheritance. After all, even the former holy land of Castilla cannot treat the Golden Family at all. The descendants of the company have formed such a huge improvement, which is simply a leap.
Is there really no sequelae of this substantial improvement?
Lancelotz felt very tired, and sat down on the chair, and didn't want to stand up anymore.
This is unprecedented fatigue, from the mind to the body, everything is full of emptiness.
"Maybe it's old." Lancelotz shook his head, looking at the empty room, the former careerist suddenly felt an unprecedented loneliness.
Lancelot's children, Poseidon, Su Ye, and Mirabell, all left his father.
He once thought that absolute power was the most supreme pursuit in life, but now, the deserted surroundings make people feel so lonely.
"Power is like an aphrodisiac. It can make people exciting for a while, but it is not eternal." Lancelotz said to himself: "The basic human emotion is."
Emotion is eternal.
Human beings can never overcome this sense of loneliness in their hearts.
It was late at night.
Although Lancelotz was tired, he didn't feel much sleepiness.
He just sat there for an hour, thinking about a few unanswered questions.
Afterwards, Lancelotz stood up, walked to the huge bookcase, stepped on the ladder to the top of the bookcase, and drew a thick dusty book from it.
"This is something that has been in the dust for twenty years, almost forgotten."
Lancelotz said, brushing the dust off, revealing the name of the booklet.
The gilded characters that were once have now become mottled and dim.
The cover of this booklet reads:
For an unforgettable memorial-the list of the dead in Atlantis.
…………
Lancelotz sat at the table, he took a deep breath, and opened the booklet cautiously as if he were treating an extremely precious thing.
Each page was divided according to the year, and it was full of names. On page 58, Lancelotz finally saw the name he was looking for.
Leno.
"Died twenty years ago." He said softly.