Chapter 1575: V. Conversation of the prayer (18)

People have a lot of dissatisfaction with His Majesty the Emperor.
Arbitrariness, arrogance, arrogance, cruelty, no compassion, coldness... Lin Lin can always list a lot, but no matter how much people like to complain and arrange the emperor, they will not put "poor luxury" and "like to enjoy". Such crimes are placed on the emperor's head. After all, if the emperor Dì Dū on the dinner table can be regarded as "extravagant and desperate" except that military rations are ordinary working meals, then should all civil servants and even ordinary workers be classified as "lavish and wasteful non-nationals".
This person really doesn't have much pursuit of "eating", it is a type that is easy to serve. But in turn, it is also a kind of torture for those court chefs. Except for national banquets or important occasions, every day, facing a pile of military rations and ordinary ingredients, consider how to do something that will not eat dead people's new tricks...this is really feeling bad.
But today I don't know what the wind was blowing, His Majesty the Emperor specifically told him, "Dinner should have an orthodox Charlemagne dinner, nine courses." This too sudden happiness made the chefs cry, and then they put unprecedented enthusiasm and energy into the first serious dinner of His Majesty the Emperor.
To be honest, the elves actually have their own dining culture, but for historical reasons, their dishes have always been relatively rough. In addition to the traditional steaming, cooking and roasting, it is a pile of kimchi, pickled products and salads. If they show their recipes to the doctor, the doctor will definitely look at you with caring eyes, and then ask you if you plan to deal with gout, diabetes, high blood pressure, arteriosclerosis, thrombosis, etc. in the rest of your life. Spend the rest of my life. Even if the consortium rises and the empire is formally established, the catering culture is still lacking, and military rations and the like are enough to take the throne of the dark king with Albian cuisine. In contrast, because of its long-term prosperity and its relationship with a foodie country, Charlemagne has always led the trend of world food culture. The courts of various countries are the only standard for using Charlemagne's palace cuisine as a national banquet and major events. Whether or not a genuine Charlemagne's palace cuisine can be made is even regarded as an important parameter to measure the national strength of a country.
Returning to the topic, the orthodox Charlemagne dinner is not a "French meal" like some cat food. The portion is quite real enough to feed a group of strong men. A person should eat nine dinners unless he has a good appetite like a bottomless abyss. And His Majesty the Emperor just had such an appetite and Yaxing today. In the soft tune of "Little Step Dance", he enjoyed the pre-dinner wine, ate the appetizer and soup, and was slowly dividing the third dish, fish dishes, with a knife and fork.
At this moment, the unexpected guest set foot here.
"Hi~~~ Boss, the job you told me to have finished."
Carrying a rod of civilization and tilting his body, Volgrevo poked his face from behind the high-back chair.
"I think it's time to get paid."
The rod of civilization split in half, the silver cold light cut through the air, and stopped only three centimeters from the emperor's neck.
Three centimeters further, the blade can touch Li Lin’s arteries, the empire will lose its best leader, and the history of the world, even with Walgrevo’s life, will be completely changed.
Only three centimeters apart, the three centimeters that can never be crossed.
"There is no etiquette on the dining table."
The emperor concentrated on the white fish in front of him, his expression was indifferent.
"It's okay to be emotional."
Putting the knife down in your left hand, the flesh in the palm of your hand turned upside down again was pulsating.
That is the heart of Walgrevo. Li Lin took out Volgrevo’s heart somehow, and at the same time kept him alive. If Volgrevo wants to rebel, or do something beyond the bottom line, Li Lin just needs to hold on tightly and apply force. .
"If you feel this uncomfortable, I can try harder. Want to try the feeling of being so broken that I can't laugh anymore? Walgrevo?"
"How is it possible. The subordinate is just a joke."
"Joke sometimes kills people."
The long knife turned back into the cane, and the pulsating heart sank back into the palm, as if nothing had happened.
"Is everything done?"
"Look at what you said, I am doing things, you can rest assured. But to be honest, like this kind of small matter, the Imperial Social Order Security Bureau can handle it. Is it necessary to do this?"
The main business of the seven deadly sins is spying on intelligence, assassination and destruction, but they are better at the last one. Sophisticated intelligence operations are not impossible, but as Walgrevo said, dealing with an exposed traitor and a group of third-rate terrorists is really overkill.
Instead of giving other people to give this kind of instruction, you can always order the correct emperor, then there must be other arrangements behind it. The seemingly unreasonable actions are just cover.
Knowing this, he deliberately asked questions, but wanted to express only the subtext of "The trick is useless, to be honest."
Of course, Li Lin can not answer, but in order to smoothly advance the plan afterwards, you may wish to share the little secret with Walgrevo.
"pressure."
The waiter removed the empty plate and served the fourth dish, the hot plate.
Gently wipe off the oil on the lips, Li Lin said:
"I want to give him some real pressure."
What is stress?
Murder is not pressure, terror is not pressure, and violence is not pressure.
When you kill a young offender and blow up a whole vehicle of soldiers, people will not feel the pressure, they are indifferent to the danger of staying away from themselves. But if you kill a little old mayor in front of the media, everyone is crazy.
Life is really unfair.
The pressure is the same.
When you are in a chaotic city and are accustomed to facing unrest and conflict every day, you will not be stressed because of the two groups of people fighting at your door; you can replace it with a serious person in a normal city, and you will immediately call the police .
For organizations like the "Legion of Freedom", the threat of death is commonplace and something they have to face every day. They will not feel pressured by things they are used to. However, the brand new, invisible, untouchable, yet ubiquitous unknown horror is completely different.
"Replace with you as the "Legacy of Liberty", when you know that there is a guy who can replicate his consciousness in the brain of others like a virus, every reliable comrade may be an infected person, Can you still sleep at night?"
"So it turns out, information warfare."
Simply put, this is a psychological trap.
It is possible to conceal the clues, but deliberately leave clues indicating their identity, in order to let the members of the "Liberty Legion" know "this matter", let them doubt each other, and make this information accumulate inside the "Legacy Legion" The pressure, the infighting broke out, and finally the opportunity to collapse.
Special ability to ignore perseverance, beliefs and feelings, and be able to spread it wantonly;
No matter what words and deeds are abnormal, even the body is the person, but it is likely to suddenly become the devil's companion in the next second;
Needless to say, what will happen in this environment.
"The witch hunts everyone suspicious, everybody believes no one but himself, the cohesion in the organization is completely gone, everyone is to protect themselves, regard others as enemies, and start ugly killing in order to live..."
Walgrave closed his eyes tightly, his body shaking as if moved. The next second, he regained that teasing and mocking expression.
"Don't you think that Roland doesn't even see this little trick, and will jump into the pit obediently along the paved road?"
"Can he see through...Is it important?"
"..."
In the fifth course, Xue Xuan brought it up, put the knife and fork aside, and the silver spoon fell into the orange cold spot.
"He failed to see through ~EbookFREE.me~ proves that he is nothing more than that, the "Liberty Legion" has no value in existence, and they will self-exist; they see through and put things down, all the pressure and risks are left by him Taken alone, his spirit will continue to be weakened, and the subsequent battle will be more beneficial to us. Either result will be beneficial to the empire, which is enough."
m. "It's really strict."
"This is war, not playing a house, either winning or dying. If he can't understand this by now, it would be happier for him to die early."
Li Lin raised his glass and raised his hand at Walgrevo.
"Wish war."
"Wish victory."
Volgrevo picked up his glass and raised his head to drink.
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