Chapter 583 The Recycled Villain
The two of them walked side by side. Imrik spoke first. After all, looking at Oliveira’s appearance, something seemed to have happened.
"It seems that Masino told you a lot of things."
Oliveira was silent for a while. After leaving, he carefully thought about the meaning of the officer's words. How could there be a small number of Flame Knights and the name of this group? The giant horned viper is out of control.
Maybe even the Dragon Prince, who has immense power and world-renowned reputation, sometimes gets headaches from politics.
"I don't quite understand why you value me so much. If you want to set an example, there are other more suitable candidates." "No,
I can see your loyalty, and loyalty is for a ruler. It is the best character. You can cultivate it if you are not capable, but your character is often determined from the beginning." "
This is my honor, but it is also a burden." "
Everyone has a burden. The difference is just how much. If I have unloaded the burden of the kingdom and family, and I wonder if I can stay at the beach with Adira and wait quietly for Dracnir to grow up, but the fact is that I leave my family and run for the future of Caledor."
" It's an unimaginable burden, but I firmly believe that you will lead us to restore our former glory."
Imrik smiled, and these compliments did seem stiff compared to the people of Lothern, but they were also extremely sincere.
He stopped and looked at Oliveira seriously.
"I give you a task. It may be very difficult and you may lose your life at any time. But even if it is completed, it will only be left in my personal archives. No one will know your dedication." Oliveira's serious words made
her Standing up straight, he clenched his fist with his right hand and beat his chest. His sonorous and powerful voice expressed his determination.
"Please say, if necessary, my life is just to return to the embrace of my hometown like my fallen comrades."
Imrik took out a gold bracelet with complicated patterns,
"This is a relic of the ancient saint. , is the treasure I obtained when I expelled the secret keeper Nakari. Its function is to restrain a soul and keep it inside." "
Who do you want me to kill."
Oliveira thought it was Imrik who wanted Eliminate an important Imperial human, then use soul interrogation to gain key information.
He does not belong to the category of soldiers now, but is a member of the Giant Horned Viper. Even if he is noticed after killing the Imperial people, he can explain it as crazy and try his best to reduce the impact of this incident.
Resisting the thought of giving Oliveira a crazy thought, after all, he was a soldier, not the junior Elvis, Imric threw the precious bracelet to him.
"Your mission is to accompany the beheading team of the Patriot Army into the city of Kislev. Mazov will die in the Ice and Snow Palace, and then use this bracelet to take his soul away." Oliveira was a little confused, Mazov
seemed It's of little value. Besides, if you want any information, just ask. Why bother?
For the sake of Mrs. Kisili's life, he still had a little doubt about this mission.
"If you have something difficult to get from Mazov, I will talk to him personally. I believe I will get the answer. What's more, if he dies, the Patriot Army will lose an important leader, which seems a little inappropriate... Right?"
Faced with Imrik's increasingly unkind gaze, he still kept his mouth shut. If he was arranging to rescue people and sell favors to the Patriot Army, he would never say another word, but this mission was too much. Weird. Let him die first, and then take his soul and keep it as a souvenir?
Imric covered his forehead with his hands and sighed deeply, but he did not get angry because of this doubt.
In the process of executing the mission, there is thought and human touch, rather than acting like a machine. This is what I appreciate about Oliveira. He is not dazzled by his military exploits. Otherwise, any Flame Knight can carry out this mission.
"Mazov must die. This is his decision. He wants to awaken the people of Kislev, but the consequence of this is that the power of the church will be greatly reduced. I don't care who the ruler of Kislev is, but Nothing can happen to the Four Righteous Gods."
"So?"
Imrik, who was trying to hold back, felt that he had made a mistake. It was difficult to notice such an obvious reminder, so he should just be a sergeant.
"His soul will be taken to the new world and find a suitable body to replace it. Compared with the unknown patriarch in Qingyan Port, I appreciate this villain with ideas more. From now on, he will be the boss of Mrs. Kisli in the new world. Patriarch."
Oliveira glanced at the prince, then at the bracelet in his palm, and fell into deeper suspicion. The prince did not even spare the dead, and he was treated as a tool after being a martyr. It was really miserable.
But Imric ignored his reaction and explained clearly enough. If he still didn't understand, he would send him to Naggaroth to grow potatoes.
"The explanation is clear enough. This matter cannot be told to anyone, including Mazov. He must only want to be a real martyr and will not agree to this matter." "But how can we guarantee
his loyalty... ." Oliveira shrank her neck, feeling that this sentence was a bit redundant, but she couldn't hold back her curiosity and said it anyway.
"I really suspect that the army turned you into a fool. If he still maintains his love for Kislev, it is impossible to miss the chaotic religious environment of the new world. Mazov is a smart man and knows how to seek greater benefits. As long as it doesn't involve sensitive issues, there are countless ways to support this frozen land."
When Oliveira wanted to ask more, Imric couldn't help but give him a kick and threw another piece of his palm. Large gold plaque.
"This plaque will allow me to locate your position and provide spell support if necessary. It doesn't matter to others, but Raskol must live and Mazov must die. Those ogres will provide you with help. They You are stupid enough not to find out about this matter."
After receiving the order, Oliveira rubbed his thigh, feeling that the foot was really painful, stood up straight and watched the prince leave.
What should I do? What if Judith knew that I felt a little embarrassed watching his men die, and Mazov seemed to have helped a lot in Lustria, which would be a real headache.
After pondering for a long time, I still couldn't find a solution. If I rescued him, I would be disobeying the prince's order. If I didn't save him, it would seem to be contrary to my inner thoughts.
If a body is transferred, should it be called the person with Mazov's memory, instead of the cruel and ruthless villain he just met a few days ago?
Regarding this philosophical question, Oliveira chose to give up and set off with heavy steps towards the location of the Patriot Army.
Since there is no way to change it, it is best to choose to accept this fate. This arrangement may also be the best for Mazov. In his first life, he showed his brilliance as a hero, and in his second life, he became a silent giver, serving everything he loved. Dedication.
(End of chapter)