MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing

Chapter 127 "Your loyal Farol awaits your arrival!" (3,000 words)

 【His Majesty His Majesty Major Angelo Sivir】

 【Since ancient times, I, Ansu Morningstad, have been the most loyal believer of the Mother Goddess of Pain】

 Last night, Angelo received a telegram from Farol on the Chaos Border.

 Only a few people know the route of this telegram.

He frowned slightly, and his eyes, which were half-closed, suddenly opened again, revealing a hawk-like gaze.

“Major, may I ask what this telegram is?” the auxiliary officer asked.

 “Just an ordinary undercover agent.”

Angelo opened the telegram, read it word by word, and responded casually, "The students who used to be in charge of the painful school."

"Sending him to Farol is just to learn the advanced knowledge there, and to work as an undercover agent on the way."

Assistant officer Xindao said that this task is not an easy one. The situation on the Chaotic Border in Farol is much hellier than that of the Painful Cadre School, and the newly graduated students are far from capable of doing this job.

  【Glorious Zone support rate 10%.100%】

He knew that after tonight, all the soldiers behind him would die in battle, including his auxiliary officers.

If Anzu died on the way, Angelo would be relieved.

I didn’t expect that Ansu, a little undercover agent, could still be effective.

 But it doesn’t matter, as long as you can survive.

 The first is to continue to test, and to establish his power, to let Ansu know that no matter how many tricks he uses, the power of life and death is in his own hands, so don't overstep it.

 The consequences of fooling the major are not something that Ansu, a small cadre school commander, can bear.

 【The current comprehensive support rate is 35%】

 At least a fourth-level corps commander is required, and must receive strict military undercover training.

Can students from lower schools like the Painful Cadre School really be able to accept such a terrifying task? The assistant officer expressed doubts.

This young man has either offended the major, or he really has a certain talent.

 It is raining continuously.

 They had never witnessed such great chaos!

 It’s unknown how many neighborhoods have been destroyed!

 The next day, noon

  I don’t know which divine choice is responsible for this series of turmoil.

 But no matter how good he is, it's just like that, and it will definitely not be as good as Major Angelo's.

 【Queens support rate is ten percent, twenty percent, thirty percent. One hundred percent】

 After all, he was born into a Tantric cult. Can a Tantric cult be trusted?

 If you want to control Ansu, you must learn how to do it.

 Or both.

 The surviving Chaos Cultists went completely crazy.

Angelo said, "A big thing like the war between the Holy See of Life and the Holy See of Chaos will be in the newspapers tomorrow - he won't dare to deceive us."

“Did the telegram say anything?” The auxiliary officer looked at Angelo with admiration, “What news did the undercover send?”

 “Is the news from Ansu reliable?” the assistant officer asked.

 The chaos in the Chaos Border in the past few days has been heard even by the Secret Cult of Pain. If there is a war with the Holy See of Life now, the entire city is likely to be destroyed.

  Major Angelo both thinks he has talent and wants to get rid of him.

 It’s better to deal with him later after you become famous.

"The information should be correct. Ansu has no need to deceive us and cannot deceive us."

  —

"Farore is going to be in chaos." Angelo's narrow eyes flashed faintly, "The Holy See of Chaos and the Holy See of Life are at war in the city."

“Now that we have received the news in advance, it’s time to make preparations.”

 He has a premonition that he will take over the chaotic border!

This military merit will belong to you!

 This battle cannot be lost, Angelo said expressionlessly.

 “Inform the soldiers to march towards Falore!”

Angelo’s eyes flashed with a dark and excited light, “Get ready to reap the benefits.”

The camp where they are stationed is hundreds of kilometers away from Farol, and they can only arrive there tomorrow afternoon if they drive all night.

 The most indispensable thing for the Painful Secret Cult is soldiers.

This time he was inserted into Farol and assigned such a difficult task for two purposes.

Angelo kneaded his brows. He had never trusted Ansu.

 The second is to let him learn some advanced skills in Falor, so that he can better manage the Pain Cadre School when he comes back.

Angelo was originally at the pinnacle of the fourth level. After being promoted, he has already half-stepped into the realm of a saint, and will even be able to challenge General Pain in the future.

Angelo put on his skull cap and cloak, and walked in the direction of Farol. Behind him, soldiers dressed in dark black military uniforms stepped on the puddles one after another with their long military boots, making a burst of Another ripple.

 As long as you can capture Falore, it will be fine.

 Communications with the outside world were also completely cut off.

Be it Magic Network or newspapers, everything is in a state of collapse.

 No one ever made it out of Farol alive.

The rebellious citizens stormed the municipal building, and countless splendid buildings were knocked down by them. Higher demons and dragonmen fought in the sky, and the torn corpses of the bipedal pterosaurs were smashed straight into the central square;

The Esoteric Cult of Life sacrificed one block after another. They specifically targeted the aristocratic areas. One after another, the aristocratic dignitaries turned into the dinner of the Mother Goddess of Life.

 There were also many councilors and politicians who wanted to compete with Ansu for the mayor's position, but they were all sacrificed.

 Three o'clock in the afternoon.

　　【The current combined support rate is 40%】　　　All Chaos Cultists know that Farol is finished. Nearly half of the neighborhood has been completely destroyed, and the remaining half is also crumbling in chaos.

 With their red eyes on the streets, they no longer distinguish between religious beliefs and began to massacre all citizens indiscriminately!

Four p.m.

  【Fifty percent】

 Three more streets were destroyed.

Five p.m.

  【Seventy percent】

 The rebellious citizens were completely wiped out. In contrast, most of the employees of the City Administration were also decimated. The victory was gradually tilted towards the Secret Cult of Life.

 The Secret of Life is Ansu’s reliance on becoming the mayor, but it is also the final obstacle.

 Because if the Life Cultists occupy the city, his mayoral position will be temporary, and Falor's ownership will still be owned by the Life Church.

 At that time, the high-level headquarters of the Holy See of Life will check and find that there is no such person as Cavins, and Ansu will be finished.

Farore cannot be owned by any church, nor can it be controlled by any **** or belief.

 It must go out independently!

 So Ansu sent the telegram to Angelo last night.

 With a cold smile on his lips, let the chaos reach its climax!

 Attracted the last force!

Tonight, there will be a chaotic battle between the three parties of the Holy See!

Six pm.

 Angelo arrives in Farol.

 He also got the news that Ansu got a good position.

But the entire border has collapsed, all communications and the magic network have also collapsed, and information transmission relies on word of mouth.

 Angelo regarded it as nothing more than a rumor.

How high a position can a newly graduated esoteric cult achieve?

 He is busy waging war with the Holy See of Life.

 【Comprehensive support rate 75%】

town Hall.

Tonight’s moonlight is blood red, draping over the ruined streets. The moonlight smears the city blood red. The fighting between the Holy See of Life and the Holy See of Pain has reached its peak. Both sides want to compete for the ownership of this city.

The remaining urban management officials are also stubbornly resisting.

 Abandoned one corpse after another.

The High Priest of Life stared intently at the enemy in front of him. That guy was terrifyingly strong.

 He is worthy of being a major of the Holy See of Pain.

No one could have imagined that at the end of the war, such a force would come out.

His own heart has been pierced, his vitality is constantly flowing away, and he, this old and immortal thing, is about to die;

Although the condition of the major opposite was not optimistic - he had a broken arm and lost most of his blood, he was still alive after all.

eight pm.

 “For His Majesty Cavans, bring this city to the table of the Mother Goddess!”

 The Life Cultists chanted crazy slogans and died together with most of the soldiers of the Painful Secret Cult.

 Who is Cavins? Angelo has never heard of this name.

Probably the chosen son of the Holy See of Life.

 He lost too much blood and his thinking was a little blurry.

There are not even one soldier left in the Secret Cult of Pain.

No matter what, he won the battle in the end.

As long as he captures the city hall, the ownership of the city will belong to him.

 After I return, I can rely on this meritorious service to be directly promoted to colonel.

No one can stop him anymore.

 Angelo thought to himself, and he became even more happy.

　At this time, the surroundings were eerily quiet.

 Suddenly there was the sound of light footsteps,

The red moon was in full bloom, and on the long municipal corridor, the young man walked slowly under the **** moonlight.

 【Comprehensive support rate is 80%】

 【Final hidden position: Mayor of Farol, passed the assessment】

  【Please expel outsiders】

Ansu stared at Angelo. In the second-level world of Saidian Town, he was far from a match for the painful soldier captain, so he had to use the evil way of suicide to get through Saidian Town.

 Today, in the fourth-level Falore, they met again.

 And Ansu is no longer the Ansu he used to be, mainly because he brought thugs with him.

Tonight's chaos has finally come to an end.

 It was the end of him and Angelo, and it was also the end of this city.

 “Sir Angelo, long time no see.”

A calm smile appeared on the young man's lips. He also adjusted his military cap with star patterns. Enya put a snow-white cloak on the young man's body. The blood moon dragged the young man's shadow long and cold.

 “Ansu Morningstar, reporting to you.” Ansu

The believers who still have a breath of life respectfully call him "His Majesty Cavins", and some of the angry city administrators call him "Minister Ansu".

　　The remaining lower-class citizens chanted Ansu’s name enthusiastically:

 “Anzu, Mayor Morningstar!”

 “Ansu, Mayor Morningstar!”

 “Your loyal Farore awaits your arrival!”

 (End of this chapter)