In a dark room, Miles opened his eyes, showing an unusually solemn expression.
Tang Zhen's words are still ringing in my ears at this moment.
There was a whisper of a spell, and the guide token in his hand merged into Miles' body in an instant.
If you change to an outsider, you want to find the pick-up token on him, unless you are searching a corpse.
"well……"
Miles sighed softly, with a look of hesitation on his face.
If it were Miles who had been there some time ago, he would never have believed his wavering. The pure-blood wizard who originally refused to accept rebellion was actually thinking about the feasibility of rebellion.
Whenever there is a chance, Millers will not think about this problem because it will make him feel ashamed.
For pure-blood wizards, the wizarding world is their true home and the source of their birth and rise.
Miles felt a sense of sadness. He didn't want to rebel against the camp, but he was determined to force himself and his family to death.
Thinking of his persistence, Millers felt more and more worthless. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, he was just a fool.
He was clearly stabbed into his body with a knife, missing his heart by just one step, but he still refused to fight back.
Such behavior is simply stupid.
Just when Miles was secretly in a daze, a notification tone suddenly came, indicating that someone was coming to visit.
In a flash of thought, Miles had already left the secret room and appeared in the gorgeously decorated hall.
Several figures appeared, all of them followers of Miles and the backbone of his camp.
Despite the changes in the outside world, Misler's followers have always been silently supporting him.
And they firmly believe that Millers is the hope of the family, and only he can help the family survive the crisis.
Millers' ability to persist is also related to these followers.
"You guys are here, what's going on?"
Seeing a few followers, Miles felt better and asked with a smile.
Several wizards looked at each other with hesitant expressions, as if they were having trouble speaking.
"What's wrong?"
Miles' expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank slightly, and he had an unpleasant premonition.
"The family branch in the Red Plains has announced that it is leaving the family and is preparing to fight to the death with the enemy."
A wizard said slowly, but the news he brought made Miles fall into silence.
The family branch in the Red Plains has always been his biggest supporter and has considerable strength.
Originally, Miles was still thinking about summoning the heads of families from Honggu Plain to have an in-depth conversation with each other.
Even if you are really forced to relocate, you must avoid losses as much as possible, and you may be able to make a comeback.
The result was unexpected...
Miles was silent for a few breaths and asked in a low voice: "Why do you do this? Didn't they promise before that everything will be based on my orders and they will never act randomly?"
There was deep disappointment and anger in this question.
"They did this out of necessity."
A wizard spoke up, showing an angry expression at the same time: "The enemy launched a sneak attack on the Red Earth Plain, causing serious casualties. All eleven elite descendants of the branch clan leader were killed in the battle.
The angry branch clan leader was about to launch a large formation to strangle all the enemies. Unexpectedly, the family elders intervened to stop it, saying that the scale of the conflict must not be expanded.
The enemy finally retreated, and the branch leader then issued an order to break away from the Millers family and prepare to fight the enemy to the death!"
When the wizard said this, he sighed again, his face full of sadness and anger.
"The branch patriarch asked me to tell you that he originally had high hopes for you and believed that you could help the family get out of crisis.
As a result, you disappointed him, being cowardly and pedantic, sacrificing your own interests to please those damn old people..."
"shut up!"
Miles shouted, his expression a little twisted.
He really didn't expect that he would have such an ugly image in the eyes of his followers.
He didn't want to admit that the other person was not talking about him at all.
But when a follower is attacked by enemies and oppressed by family elders, what is he doing and what can he do?
When he thought about the duties he shouldered, Millers felt even more ridiculous.
Appease and suppress the opposition forces in the family, let them accept the results of the negotiations, leave everything behind and move to that barren land.
When I play this kind of role, I don't just stand at the front, resisting the anger and scapegoating for those old people.
The more Miles thought about it, the more depressed he felt. He wanted to roar a few times, but also wanted to destroy everything.
Several wizards looked at each other, obviously aware of something unusual, and found that something was wrong with Miles' situation.
The wizard who was responsible for reporting the news hesitated for a moment, but finally had to bite the bullet and speak.
"Your Excellency, I would like to bid you farewell."
Miles, with a gloomy expression, slowly raised his head, his eyes as dark as the abyss.
"You're going to the Red Plains?"
Facing Miles' gaze, the wizard nodded with difficulty.
"Yes, even if I die, I will defend the dignity of my family.
Even if we successfully move to the broken ring area, we are still just hanging on. If the enemy takes action again, it will be easier to kill us.
Since you will die sooner or later, it is better to fight with the enemy once, and even if you die, you will die happily."
These words had been held in his mind for a long time, and now that he said them in one breath, the wizard's face was filled with relief.
Now that he chose to leave, he didn't have so many worries. He said the things he didn't dare to say in the past.
"In addition, I also heard that some direct descendants of the family are secretly preparing for war.
Those cowards have no courage to fight the enemy. Such behavior is very suspicious.
After a lot of effort, I finally got a hint of information, it seems that they are going to launch a plane invasion."
When the wizard said this, he suddenly sneered, with a mocking expression on his face.
"I suddenly realized, no wonder they would choose to compromise and be willing to accept relocation to the Broken Ring area.
It turned out that they had already prepared an escape route, leaving some fools to wait for death in the Broken Ring area to serve as targets for attracting enemy firepower.
They will secretly launch plane invasions, build an unbreakable plane barrier, and hide in a certain plane world as a coward.
They can sit back and relax, as our life and death has nothing to do with them."
When the wizard said this, he looked at Miles in front of him, with a trace of pity in his eyes.
"I just don't know if you have received the notice or if you are one of them.
Or have you been kept in the dark by those old guys from beginning to end?"
The wizard smiled sarcastically, not sure whether he was targeting Miles or himself, who was also abandoned.
Miles remained silent, but gently waved his hand to signal the wizard to leave.
The other two wizards also bowed at the same time.
"Your Mightiness……"
Miles' eyes were cold, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes as he looked at the two followers he regarded as his right-hand men.
"You can leave if you want. Remember to take care and don't die too early..."
There was something in Miles's heart that he wanted to say, but it got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.
Finally, he shook his head and turned into a sigh.
When several wizards heard this, they no longer hesitated and saluted and prepared to leave.
As a result, at this moment, a demon statue came to life on the wall of the hall.
"Millus, look at the good things you have done. If you don't deal with the rebellion of the Red Earth Branch, just wait for the punishment of the Presbyterian Council!"
The person who summoned the message was a direct descendant, a direct descendant of a family elder, who had always been competing with Miles over his own abilities.
At this moment, he was in charge of delivering the order, and his tone was filled with indescribable pride and gloating.
"hehe……"
Miles sneered twice, raised his hand and waved at the wall. The demon statue exploded instantly, and the attached soul was also traumatized.
"Miles, you are so impudent that you dare to attack me..."
Ignoring the shouting behind him, Miles turned his head and looked at several followers who were about to leave.
There was a trace of confusion on their faces at this moment, as if they couldn't understand Miles in front of them.
In the past, with Millers' style of conduct, he would never have done such a thing.