After a while, Anvis walked into the room, led by the previous rebel.
"Unexpectedly, the famous leader of the Spark Organization, His Majesty Leo, a ninth-level professional, would actually review documents in such a simple environment?"
After looking around at the ordinary furniture in the study, Anvis turned to Leo again, his tone casual.
"Tsk tsk, should I say that I am worthy of being a ninth-level person who originally came from the bottom? This kind of hard and simple style is really admirable -"
"Your Excellency, I don't like your tone."
Listening to Anvis's somewhat sinister words, Leo's tone was slightly cold. The invisible field force field spread from his body surface and gradually enveloped the entire room.
But what surprised him was that when his domain expanded to Anvis, he didn't feel any resistance at all and enveloped Anvis.
"Magic projection?!"
The next second, the feedback from his own field made Leo immediately understand the reason, and he couldn't help but look at Anvis with a hint of suspicion.
"So, who are you? What's the purpose of coming here?"
"There is no doubt, Your Majesty Leo, that I do come from the Circle of Truth."
"After all, as a peace-loving organization, I come with the sincerity of the organization this time."
Even as Leo's domain enveloped the entire room, Anvis' tone remained calm.
"Correspondingly, this projection also has no fighting ability. Even if it receives only a little bit of weak damage, it will be shattered instantly.
Therefore, you'd better not act rashly, and there is no need to conduct meaningless tests. We will not send out a second projection. "
"Hmph...very good, explain your purpose of coming."
After giving him a cold glance, Leo finally did not crush the projection directly, but decided to listen to his purpose of coming here.
"Before we show our sincerity, I need to ask you a question, Your Majesty Leo."
As he spoke, Anweis gracefully touched his chest and bowed with graceful gestures.
"Are you willing to accept the current situation of the rebels?"
"I can not understand what you say."
Leo's expression became even colder, and an invisible depressing atmosphere gradually rose in the room.
The bonfire in the fireplace began to flicker, and pages of paper moved automatically without wind, casting strange and dancing shadows on the wall, as if some strange world had suddenly arrived.
"Do you really not understand, Your Majesty Leo?"
Facing Leo who seemed about to get angry, Anvis smiled slightly.
"Then, let me openly say that you were used as a knife and worked hard to destroy the original ruler, but in the end it was just a new batch of people who oppressed you. Are you willing to accept this fate? ?"
"As your Majesty, I believe someone has already told you about the goals of those high-level prophets and the insurance clauses of the Patikalan Agreement."
“And when the Patikalan Agreement was terminated, the resistance’s knife, which had lost its use value, would naturally end up falling apart.
You will lose all support from behind, and most of the supply channels for supplies will be cut off. You can only purchase supplies through black market channels at several times the price, but the captured loot can only be sold at a 50% discount or even lower price.
Moreover, the coalition forces from other kingdoms will personally come to the rescue at that time and carry out endless siege against you. Everywhere you are will be engulfed in war, leaving no room for respite.
In an instant, the whole world turns against you. "
Ignoring Leo's increasingly ugly expression, Anvis continued to state in a calm to almost cold tone with a creepy smile.
"And you, as a famous leader of the resistance, will never be forgiven.
Your sword, your head, your soul...all can be sold for a good price. Are you willing to suffer such a fate? "
"Your head will be publicly displayed to the people, and everyone will understand that this is the source of all wars, and has been destroyed by the kind and wise lord.
Then be grateful to the lord, extinguish all desires for resistance, and transfer all the hatred generated in the war to you and the rebels.
Your sword will become a treasure in a certain castle, and you can proudly show it to guests at gatherings - 'This is the sword of Leo, the legendary leader of the resistance.'
Then, they will tell you about your various achievements while letting the nobles pass them around to watch and play with.
And your soul is even more popular. Any ninth-level necromantic soul will pay a big price to collect the soul of a ninth-level legendary figure. After turning you into a necromantic creature, you may be used to wipe out the remnants of the resistance army. "
"What, is Your Majesty really willing to face such a fate?"
"Hmph! Your Excellency, this is a bit too alarmist!"
Listening to Anvis' words, Leo's eyes were extremely cold, and his tone seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, as if he would crush Anvis at any time.
“Whether it’s alarmist or not, you must have already made up your mind.
Or do you intend to use this as a way to advance, sacrificing the entire resistance at a critical moment to gain a place in the new ruling class? "
As he said this, Anvis couldn't help laughing.
“Of course, this is a good idea, after all, ninth level people always enjoy more privileges no matter what time they are.
A gorgeous transformation, from the disgraceful role of the leader of the resistance to a heroic figure who had to endure humiliation and heavy burdens for the long-term peace of the empire.
It not only abandons the negative effects, but also obtains the maximum benefits. "
"Perhaps I can call you His Majesty Duke Leo in advance?"
Before Anvis finished speaking, Leo suddenly snorted coldly, and the huge momentum of the ninth level surged out crazily, pressing hard against him, as if trying to push his words back into his stomach.
Facing the terrifying pressure, Anvis's smile did not change at all.
When the pressure came upon him, his figure suddenly flickered, and all the pressure fell into the void.
"Hmm?! For a moment."
Leo was surprised in his heart, but on the outside he still stared at Anvis with a calm expression, like a calm and bloodthirsty coyote in the wasteland.
"It seems that you still have prejudice and distrust towards me. But that doesn't matter. If you change your mind, you can send someone to Dawn Tavern, and I will show you our first sincerity."
"For example - Ember Organization."
After finishing his unhurried words, Anvis put his left hand behind his back and pressed his right hand on his chest. He gracefully bowed to Leo and then disappeared as quickly as he appeared.
Looking at the place where Anvis disappeared, Leo tapped the table with his fingers, his expression calm. But his left hand behind his back was clenched unnaturally tightly at some point.
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