Marshal Kyle Mencius himself didn't know what he was doing.

In fact, when the Dongmen Island suffered a crushing defeat, when the Yunzhong Fortress was completely destroyed, he realized that all his efforts were jokes in front of the other side. The ones he wanted to maintain were clearly a pile of mud that would even be too soft for the walls, let alone the ones he wanted to repair a building that was about to collapse with these goods.

The world will be destroyed, civilization will die, and even gods will fall, and of course there will always be a day when the country will be destroyed. Such a building will collapse, and it will collapse.

After all, Kyle Mencius is just a son-in-law party. He is not a dandy born with a feather blanket with a golden key. He does not have such a stubborn class attribute, so he is still very open-minded. He is even ready to resist symbolically for a period of time in the Olahelan Fortress, and then open the city to surrender. At that time, he will commit suicide and present the ancient elemental battle flag in exchange for Lu Xi's leniency to his family and subordinates.

He believed that even if he did not make such a decision, Lu Xi would not do anything to his whole family. But since he was the commander, the generals and soldiers were subdued, he was not qualified to continue to survive.

It is precisely because of this enlightenment that Marshal Menshus's mind has been in a state of vain after the war, and his entire aura has suddenly become open-minded.

Immediately afterwards, the Elaschar Uprising, the battle with the old principal, Master Palon, and a series of dazzling events in which the Ark of Heaven came to the world.

Marshal Mensus, who had already had a deaf ambition, had a very ethereal head, and was naturally confused. He stared blankly at the magnificent Ark of Heaven in the sky. His mind was no longer ethereal, and he almost fell into a stagnation. He didn't even pay much attention to when the old principal who had fought with him for three hundred rounds had left.

When the marshal really realized it, he found that he had instinctively entered the fortress.

The Marshal's luck was indeed pretty good. The shield of the fortress was officially activated, and it happened that he had entered the fortress in a daze. If it were a few minutes later, he would have hit the top of the wall of Topluck. After all, even the ancient species Behemoth had hit a big blood cake on the protective cover of the fortress. No matter how powerful a great magician was, there was no reason why the blood bar would be longer than the group of long-haired giant hippo-headed gorillas.

However, when Marshal Mensus stood in the entrance hall of the fortress, he felt like an ant crawling into the ancient temple, at a loss for a moment, looking speechless.

Fortunately, he was able to become a great magician from his son-in-law party. The principal was the best choice for both talent and will. He quickly recovered from shock and confusion and began to analyze the current situation.

He wandered around the fortress for nearly an hour before he began to make sure he was skeptical that this place should be the legendary, the Ark of the Mythical Age, the beacon of hope that the countless people of the era had been destroyed. After all, he could only be regarded as a "outsider" who was in a mess. He had only read the records of this thing in some ancient documents, and it was difficult to combine those semi-lottery things with the reality that was coming.

I have to say again that the marshal's luck is really good. Perhaps because he was holding a brilliant artifact in his hand, he automatically exuded the aura of "his own people". The ancient puppets, heroic spirits and various self-disciplined defense systems that had begun to move did not attack him.

He had no map, so he was naturally lost. He did not reach the central hall, nor did he see the confrontation between Lu Xi and Russell, but encountered a small group of demons who had emerged from somewhere.

The Marshal said it was very good because he finally met a group of enemies who would never have any mistakes when he killed them. He felt happy and could also vent his resentment from the Battle of Dongmen Island, or from the day of the coup.

This thirty-man team composed of horned demons and thorn demons was quickly killed by Marshal Mensus, but the movements brought more demons. But then, the noisy and odor of the demons gathered attracted many puppets and heroic spirits, and the situation suddenly turned into a tripartite melee, which was very lively for a while.

This fortress is too big. Even Master Russell, who has already controlled most of its central facilities, cannot monitor everything inside. He has long ago assumed that there are two subordinates of the collaborators of the abyss lords in the fortress, which will attract the fortress's self-discipline and defense counterattacks, but he really did not realize that there was an "outsider" here.

In short, after fighting for a while, Marshal Mensus safely left the battlefield and aimlessly searching for directions.

He didn't know what he was looking for, but he always felt that he should do something. So, when his spiritual sense as a great magician felt the magnificent magic array structure, he naturally went in that direction.

The Elemental Lord Battle Flag allows Mencius to gather and call elements with an efficiency of more than several times, and also allows him to perform some magic he is not good at in daily life. For example, the nine-ring magic formed by the application of advanced summoning science and a certain spiritual distortion, and walk in the spiritual world. To put it bluntly, it is to completely transform one's entities into elemental spirits, and through the spells of summoning science, it allows one to shuttle through the gaps between the main plane and the spiritual world, and then through spiritual interference, the surrounding creatures ignore this little subtle and unnatural. To put it bluntly, this is the most cutting-edge stealth method for magicians.

Mencius (relatively speaking) is not good at summoning science, and without a brilliant artifact, he would not be able to do so.

He saw the battle between the elves and the puppets and the fierce duel between the two sword saints. After hesitating for a while, he finally decided not to help each other, quietly bypassed the battlefield, and slowly approached the magic circle.

At this time, Lu Xi, all his mental power hit the world puzzle array and the song of divine punishment, had no spare energy to open the entire map of the God of War Eye, so he really let Mencius come nearby.

This time, the marshal hiding in the dark finally caught up with the conversation between Lu Xi and Russel. But even so, he did not fully infer the whole picture of the matter.

However, Marshal Mensus, who could have been helpless, finally jumped out of the darkness and directly attacked Russel's beyond-visual range strike, and became Lu Xi's friendly force on the spot.

Lu Xi was surprised, but soon felt relieved. Because he understood what impermanence in the world was, and even more so what class attributes were.

Russel was also surprised, because he did not expect that this scrambler would be Lu Xi's reinforcement in the fortress, nor did he expect that this scrambler would become Lu Xi's reinforcement.

He was shocked and angry, and there was a hint of violence in the whistling storm spirit, and hundreds of spell-breaking swords were smashed down.

Marshal Mensus held the elemental shining shield and was gritted his teeth. It was not that these eight-ring curse-breaking sword rains could penetrate the highest defensive spells of the ten-rings, but they were completely shaken by this unreasonable physical impact that the qi and blood tumbling upside down.

Yes, each shot has the ability to tear apart the rainbow shield, and it also has the sharpness that is enough to penetrate the steel magic armor. More importantly, this thing has quality, even if it is simulated with elements.

The marshal has to bear more than that.

But a light curtain was opened next to him, and the person above made Menseus shrink his eyes.

"Kyle, this matter has nothing to do with you, go home. Melarie and the children are waiting for you. Even Lucar, as long as he is not stupid, he can spend his old age with his family. I can swear to the goddess!"

"Madam Ovilia...you betrayed too!" He wanted to express his anger, but in the end he only turned into a sigh of grief.

"I have never betrayed! Kyle, women are all born actors. If you really have the determination, you can hide it for the rest of your life, even if you are about to forget your origin. However, I am just a girl from Hartun after all. I never dare to forget my birth, and I never dare to forget everything I saw when I was studying at the Central Magic Academy. We want to change, and this is the oath we made at that time! We are magicians, how dare we disobey the oath we made with our own star position?" Ovilia Dandylane showed a frank smile, and her beautiful eyes were taken for granted.

"Then have you forgotten your husband? Have you forgotten the thirty years of storm with him?"

"He... he is a good husband, handsome, strong, romantic, even in bed (meow), and when the whole family rejects this lady from Mud Leg, he is also trying to protect me. The only disadvantage is that he is so good at drinking, not like a spellcaster, but more like a Nord. Although I don't love him, I at least appreciate him, and I am grateful to him in my heart, so I am willing to have children for him and be a good wife. What a pity, if he didn't jump into the sea of ​​clouds to swim, if he could live until now, I would probably really forget who I am." Ovilia sighed: "See, little Kyle, most of us women don't have any firm will. So, go back, Kyle, Melarie needs you."

Kyle Mencius gritted his teeth, his expression seemed to have a slight loosening.

At this time, Lu Xi suddenly interrupted: "Principal, isn't the city pointed at by fifty gravity crossbows just now Elichar? Mrs. Melari, Mr. Lucar, Elichar where all your family is. In addition, my army has already controlled there."

Lu Xi felt that it was enough to say this because everyone was smart.

The marshal shouted loudly and also spit out a string of speech spirits. Of course, it was also quite tall and high-quality dragon language spirit that created a huge tornado in front of him, which actually stirred up the dense rain of swords.

As if it was the first time Ovilia met Lu Xi, she glanced at him deeply, sighed, and closed the light curtain.

Marshal Mensus finally blocked this attack and breathed a heavy breath with lingering fear. He put away his glory shield and landed on the ground. He glanced at Lu Xi, who was still infusing his whole body with "pulling plasticine", sat down silently and began to meditate and recover. However, just a few seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes and said lukewarmly: "I let me know the new you again."

"Otherwise, who do you think I am? The perfect hero in the story, the incarnation of light and justice, and the role model of virtue? When will I have so many terrible characters?" Lu Xi smiled calmly: "The moral perfection in the ultimate sense cannot appear in this world. If you do not have the awareness to carry the red flag, even the morality in the relative sense is not qualified to discuss it."

Mencius said that he seemed to understand, but he felt that he didn't understand anything, and inexplicably felt the humiliation of being overlooked in his knowledge and vision.

"But even if you really don't want to help me, your family will not be hurt, as long as they are not stupid enough to resist stubbornly. I have already ordered that the first priority of entering Elichar's army is to restore urban order. They are liberators, not conquerors, and not plunderers. Do you believe this?"

"I believe it! I can only believe that the opponents who beat me up on the battlefield are all heroes with grace and courage. Otherwise, what is my life? Haha, in fact, I don't understand what my life is now."

"You are a warrior with emotion and ability. Although you stand on the opposite side of the times, you will probably be an anti-angle in later history books. However, it would be too sad if a country is destroyed, even if you are willing to do your best to maintain its anti-angle. The Federation I saw is a useless house power, but the Federation I saw in history books was at least in the earliest era, but at least in the earliest times, it was the cradle of idealists. So, just think that you are paying homage to these idealists. I am sure that in the not-too-distant future, there will definitely be many young historians with conscience who will write books and biography for you."

Obviously, Marshal Mencius understood this as a complete compliment and comfort, and could not help but smile.

"Luxi Berencaster... Your eloquence is indeed well-deserved. Although I don't know how sincere you are, at this time, I can't help but believe every word you say."

He pondered for a moment and said, "What exactly do Russell Clement want to do? What exactly is the kingdom he wants?"

"I don't know." Lu Xi said with his hands as expected.

When the other party showed a shocked expression, he said again: "There is no problem to defeat you. Even if I were me, it would have been long since. The key is that after the defeat, at least it must not have been made such a big antique as a tool to deter the nations. Building a country with an unbalanced deterrence system will be the target of public criticism, and it is definitely not the way to govern the country. Apart from that, I can't see anything, which is the reason why I have to stop him."

The marshal nodded slightly, and a little more curious: "So, what will your country be like?"

"The essence of the country is not very different, because the essence of the country has always been the slowest evolution of civilization! However, the magicians belong to the magicians, but the political ones eventually belong to politics. Facts have proved that many times, even the great magicians may not necessarily be a good ruler. And they have become a knowledge alliance of blood clans and nepotism toys. Even Mrs. Ovilia will not be a fickle bad woman, and you will not always be regarded as a son-in-law party."

"Hmph, it sounds very beautiful, but it's all empty talk when you think about it carefully." The Marshal sneered in his heart and wanted to sarcastically, but at this time, Lu Xi said again: "Of course, all the above is nonsense."

Marshal Mencius almost started to cough, but finally he held back before losing his composure.

"What I really want to do is actually very simple. A large number of land and property of the killed aristocrats were confiscated to liberate slaves. Serfs will obtain land, and urban public slaves will obtain jobs and minimum wage standards, and they will make every effort to develop black comics, explore the new world, and recover local tax rights. In this way, there will be land and the city will prosper. In addition, a large number of corrupt officials and children of nobles with great public resentment will be hung on street lights. What ordinary people need has always been simple, and the basic safety of survival and life. If I give it to them, they will support me!"

It does sound very simple, but the marshal is not an ordinary person and he knows very well what is not simple.

"...The nobles will resist in groups, just like they used the most explosive means to resist Russell. You did defeat them, but it was impossible to destroy them all, right?"

Every country has its elite base, and to put it more clearly, it is its ruling class. It must be admitted that the ruling class of the Federation is a group of magicians.

Lu Xi smiled and said, "I have done a statistic. Among the students of the Central Magic Academy, 30% of the students were born in civilians, while the other 70% were wealthy businessmen rather than so-called Aufa families. More than 60% of the "Milk Breeds" that could pass the magician test. Of course, at least, they seemed to be old monsters born in famous families, but there were still Master Russell... Well, he is not counted... But Lieutenant General Makarov and Lieutenant General Astray can always be counted. This at least shows that there is no authoritative evidence that the children of nobles will be more talented than the so-called "Milk Breeds" of civilians."

Marshal Mencius remained silent.

"Now, you know why I have to first perform surgery on the rigid system of the Academic Alliance? Soon, a new basic plate will appear. It is a magician who truly belongs to the country and the alliance, not a thug of a certain family."

"Actually, it's a magician who belongs to Luxi Berenkast?" He said lukewarmly, with a smile on his face, but it seemed that there was no irony.

"As for the Aufar family, oh, I'm not a demon after all, nor do I have the steel will to completely break with the old world. As long as the nobles, of course, and your family, I do understand the truth, I will tell them where the future path will be. To be honest, relying on suppressing the bones of slaves and dead people to find a living is inefficient and unscrupulous. This is what I despise you the most." Lu Xi sneered and said, "Of course, all this will have a process, which requires more specific documents and plans, and it will be very troublesome to explain. Principal, are you sure you understand?"

"Even if I can understand, I don't have time to listen." Marshal Mensus suddenly burst into laughter, and all his resentment and entanglement were wiped out at this moment.

He stood up, patted his clothes, and held the Elemental Battle Flag tightly: "Okay, Luxi Berencaster, no matter what you want to do, do it to the end! I will buy you the last time!"

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to be about to ignite the storm spirit of the night sky, and came again as scheduled with the hot air that cut through the sky.

This time, it was not just the Dragon Word that was sandwiched in it, but also the whistling of thunder and flames.
Chapter completed!