In the Ursus Empire, infected people will also be treated differently depending on their status.
If the rich and powerful were infected with ore disease, they could often pay a contribution to exempt the sick people at home from the persecution of the New Deal.
And if people in the army are infected with ore disease, Ursus is a warlike military country. Everyone in power will attach importance to the power of the army. For the sake of military morale, the upper class will not persecute the infected people in the army, but will We will actively provide help to those infected in the military, just like the warm embrace of a mother.
Of course, the premise is that the infected person must be a soldier of the regular army and stand on the correct and powerful position of the new aristocratic force headed by the new emperor.
Therefore, the only people who are really persecuted in this country are those prefixed with [ordinary people], [opposition to the New Deal], [old imperial party], etc...
The most vivid example is the specially developed inhibitory drugs for oriosis in infected people.
And infected people are not savage beasts. Maybe after the infected people die, they can spread the ore disease to their corpses, but the living infected people are at most just people with terminal diseases that cannot be treated well.
"What is wrong is not the infected people. What is wrong is the upper class of power who have formulated a new deal for infected people."
"When I was young, I once heard my father mention that the reason why the new emperor of Ursus has formulated a new policy of persecuting the infected is to solve the problem after the country's defeat in the war when the previous emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne. At that time, the domestic situation in the empire was unstable."
Listening to Xibolil's words, Wu Ke thought of a word: "Transfer of internal conflicts?"
"Yes, when the Ursus Empire was defeated, the dissatisfied people in the country needed an outlet, and the special group of infected people was a perfect target."
“Already being vaguely excluded from mainstream society because of ore disease, the emperor of the Ursus Empire’s choice at that time was understandable.
In addition, this is also to plunder the wealth owned by tens of millions of infected people in the country back then, so as to make up for the domestic financial deficit after the defeat.
The specific situation is that because the northern border is too far away from the imperial capital, I have no way of knowing the inside story.
But just looking at the political changes in the Ursus Empire over the past ten years now, this is the most realistic conclusion that can be inferred. "
"But the current situation should have changed. Could it be that more than ten years have passed and the country of Ursus has not emerged from the quagmire after the defeat of the war?"
"No, it has already come out. The effect of the New Deal is very good. By sacrificing the rights and interests of the infected people in the country, the empire quickly regained its strength and came out of the shadow of the failure of the war."
"But, boy, you have to know that if you continue to persecute the infected, you can maintain this kind of benefit."
Xiboril looked calm, but the words he spoke made people feel chilled all over.
To gain huge benefits from the infected, the current powerful groups in the Ursus Empire are not good men and women at all. They will never give up easily and gain wealth by squeezing the infected. Anyone who wants to overthrow the New Deal will They are the enemies of this group of people.
. . . .
"Hey, you flew too far."
Xiboril reminded, Wu Ke came back to his senses. He found that he had flown over the guerrilla mine below, but he quickly turned around and landed from the sky.
The intercepted supplies were tied up with ropes and carried away by air. They fell from the sky and were gently placed on the open ground.
The members of the guerrillas stepped forward and soon began to unload the goods. A bear-eared man who was heard to be a doctor before being persecuted came over, opened a box that had been moved, and took out some glass reagents from it. .
After a series of tests, the man confirmed the effectiveness of the reagent. As evening approached, the other party came to Bozho Kasti's room and reported the situation to the guerrilla leader in the room.
"Those medical supplies are confirmed to be genuine products that can inhibit the fusion of Originium in infected people's bodies.
The total number of medical reagents totals 100,000. If we use them sparingly, it will be enough to last the infected people in the guerrillas for twenty years. This is indeed a huge amount of money. "
. . . .
The medical supplies were confirmed, and Hibberil's petition was of sufficient weight. She was notified that night that she and her subordinates would be released.
"Your guerrillas are so efficient at work."
Hibberil sighed.
"This was also the case with the Ursus armies in the past."
Bodrokas answered for him.
"But it's different now, Your Excellency, Chief. Although the current Ursus army is larger in number than the previous army, it has become a bit bloated."
"If I had not accepted the direct order from Viscount Normans, the direct commander, the normal military order would have to go through at least seven or eight processes before it reaches the hands of the final executor, me."
"This is really good news, but I still have to remind you not to have any bad intentions.
Before coming here, I had already ordered people to move two-thirds of the medical supplies to other places.
Therefore, even if you lead an army to attack here again after being released, you will only get one-third of the remaining suppressive reagents that have been destroyed. "
"Even now, Mr. Leader, you still don't want to believe me?"
"Is there not enough betrayal in this world? I am just stating a fact that may happen, and what you win is just a chance for you and your men to survive, but that is not my trust."
Bodrokasti said calmly.
"Please rest assured that I will use my actual actions in the future to prove my goodwill towards your guerrillas."
Xiboril said seriously.
"I hope so. Get ready to leave tomorrow."
"If possible, I hope you can let that boy take us back to the original mine."
Hyboril made a request.
"I can't make this decision for him. I will help you ask him later if he has no objection to this."
. . . .
"That's the thing. If possible, I hope you can refuse her request. That woman from the Luper tribe seems to have the blood of Volper (Fox). She may have evil intentions towards you."
[What evil intentions could there be? 】
Wu Ke was speechless. Since he had been distracting himself from paying attention to the captives, he had heard the conversation between Bozhuo Kastei and Xiboril just now.
"I don't think her request is too much. As for hiding the specific location here, flying them directly back to the original mine would have better results.
After all, the overlooking route and the eye-level route are different, and there are no iconic things on the snowfield. "
If before, the old man had asked him to refuse the request of Lieutenant Wolf-Ears, Wu Ke would have agreed indifferently.
But after today, Hibberil was kind enough to provide him with a lot of information.
Wu Ke, on the other hand, developed some good impressions of the other party, and secretly cast aside the image of the warm-hearted citizen and white-haired old lady in his mind.
Well, the fact is that when Xiboril was taken on a flight today, in order to spy on the boy's situation, he had nothing to say and chatted with Wu Ke, but he unknowingly gained the favor of a messenger of justice. .
"What you said makes sense."
Bozhuokasti did not force it and fully respected the decision he made.
Early the next morning, before dawn, Wu Ke took a group of Luper soldiers and flew away from the guerrilla mine. The eyes of those wolf-eared eyes were covered with black cloth strips. Although he didn't know if it would be useful now, But I did it anyway.
. . . .
"I'm leaving."
After putting down a group of people in an unmanned small mine, Wu Ke said goodbye to the leader Xiboril but was about to leave.
Xiboril raised his hand and grabbed his wrist. When the young man looked at him with confusion, the wolf-eared female second lieutenant said seriously: "I see that you are very interested in Ursus' new policy. I will check it out when I get back." Check this information, if you need it, I will give you what I found when we meet next time."
Hearing this, Wu Ke's eyes gradually widened, and he habitually blurted out a compliment: "Wolf Ear, you are such a good person."
Xiboril's face was full of black lines: "Don't call me wolf ears, I have a name, my name is..."
"I know, Hyboril."
Wu Ke took over the words.
"..."
【This guy is really annoying! 】
Xiboril looked at the back of the young man who was flying away. If she hadn't confirmed that he was someone she couldn't beat, she would have beaten him hard to vent her anger.
. . . .
"Sibril, is it really right for you to do this?"
"What's wrong?"
"Telling away information on the delivery of important military supplies."
After the boy left, her adjutant ran over with a sad look on his face.
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, we were all captured before."
Xiboril explained.
"No, you still have a way, that is, you can choose not to say anything."
the adjutant retorted.
"The Lupo clan should not be afraid of death. For the sake of the clan, they must choose to sacrifice their lives at critical moments."
"And once your leak of information is discovered by the people above, not only will you be unlucky, but our clan behind you will also be implicated. You don't put the clan first, you only care about yourself. life."
The adjutant accused him.
"I will definitely do a good job of keeping it secret. If the medical supplies were stolen and the information was leaked from me, I will never let the people above know."
"But paper can't cover up the fire after all, and what has been done will be exposed sooner or later."
"You gave me a heads up."
Xiboril nodded and touched the hilt of the long sword that was returned.
This is what she often does when thinking about problems.
"For that, I think I need to borrow something from you."
"what."
The adjutant didn't know why.
"Your life."
Xiboril said softly, and the silver light in his hand flashed across the neck of the adjutant in front of him.
At the same time, the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh was also heard from the wolf riding behind.
Some Luper soldiers fell down, but it was their own people next to them who took action.
"Sibril, you...why?"
"Uncle, do you think I don't know that you are the secret agent that Normans arranged beside me to keep an eye on me?"
"The Lord Viscount has never trusted me, or he has never trusted anyone in the army. He is just used to using his best checks and balances to check and balance the officers of his troops."
"If there is a possibility that my leaking information will be exposed, then the most likely exposure will come from you."
"Because you are always thinking about replacing me, betraying your clan for power, betraying your family - my father, your brother, for power. Do you think I know nothing about these things?"
"you you……"
The adjutant was shocked and speechless.
"It is precisely because of this that when my father was killed by you seven years ago, the elders of the clan chose me as the young clan leader instead of choosing you as the clan leader.
The elders in the clan are not blind. They are mature enough to see how ruthless you are hiding.
Even your own brother can be killed mercilessly, so how can you be expected to protect the Ennuo clan in this chaotic world?
It is estimated that the only outcome of leaving the clan in your hands is to become your qualification for ascending to higher power. "
Xiboril looked serious.
"I have tolerated you for a long time. If you hadn't allowed outsiders to see the divisions in our clan, and I wanted to be seen by outsiders, you could have died after uniting the current clan members around me three years ago."
"I thought I had to endure it until one day I couldn't bear it any longer and let you die in an accident. But I didn't expect that I really encountered an accident this time. I had to make up my mind to kill you."
Xiboril said this with a smile, and the blood on the sword was wiped off by her.
"You just mocked me for being greedy for life and afraid of death. It was actually quite ridiculous. When you were held captive, you were as quiet as a quail, but after you were safe, your words were righteous."
"The contrast is like a clown in a circus trying his best to perform his poor acting skills in front of me. It feels great and has a really comedic effect."
"However, you need to know that I, Xiboril, am not afraid of death. If I had not been taken to heaven by that boy, I might have remained silent for the sake of the clan. But after indirectly seeing the terrifying power of the other party, my instinct was Tell me, the Snowfield Guerrillas are not as inactive as I once thought, and with their monster strength, they may change the situation in the north in the future."
"You can die, but you can't die meaninglessly, so I choose to live."
"Sibo...Li'er, you bastard!"
"I'm a hybrid, my mother is a Volper, but I'm the young leader."
"And you are just a thing that is worse than a bastard. You can only scream a few times when you are about to die, but I will make your death meaningful..."
