The-Fianna's headquarters.

The warplanes that had been sent out had crashed, and even the only few survivors left in the regiment had finally completed their final mission, bringing back the documents that recorded the battles between the Twelve Knights of the Round Table and the [Oberon].

After taking off the 'dragoon' armor, several of the survivors had a look of horror on their faces...... As if they had collapsed, they allowed the staff to begin to rest outside the adjustment cabin.

In fact, although they were able to return this time, their values have reached a dangerous warning level...... If they don't adjust in time, I'm afraid that the fate for them will not be much better than that of other members who have already died.

The survivors slowly closed their eyes, as for what the future holds...... They don't want to bother anymore.

"They just lack real combat. ”

In the control room, looking at the several survivors who entered the adjustment cabin, the prime minister gave such a reason.

He has even recovered from the blow of this failed operation, encouraging the people here, "Although our operation failed this time, the data obtained is also extremely precious, which makes us realize the shortcomings of the 'Dragoons', as well as the shortcomings of the driver...... In the future, this is the direction we are tackling! We have reached these inhuman realms in terms of strength, and we only lack something else! Technology! More data! And fighting spirit!"

It's better to have something like that than nothing...... People are accustomed to finding a reason not to grieve about failure.

The prime minister did not stay in the control room for long, and after a few simple words, he left from here under the escort of officers.

There were too many things for him to worry about, such as how to deal with the ministers of the Cabinet, how to deploy the military's actions, and then a series of negotiations with the knights, and finally even deal with the impact of the Fog Capital riot...... And reconstruction.

Mr. Prime Minister even has a feeling that he may not be able to get even half a day's vacation for the next six months.

"Get me a helicopter. ”

At this time, the prime minister instructed the officers accompanying him: "After I get on the plane, I will have a temporary video conference, and I will almost perfunctory the old guys in the cabinet...... Also, now give me a call from the military department, and I want to know the current progress of the evacuation of the crowd......"

Mr. Prime Minister paused, and seemed to have another order. He was sorting out his thoughts at this time, so he groaned but the officer next to him didn't take any action at this time.

He couldn't help frowning, "Didn't you hear what I said? I said that you should give me a phone call to the military headquarters right away! Are you so frightened by the riot outside that you can't even think?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Prime Minister, but you don't have the authority to order me now. The officer said indifferently.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The officer smiled slightly, "Because, you have now been temporarily suspended from the power of prime minister...... I'm sorry, Mr. Prime Minister, but you are now suspected of misappropriating government funds, colluding with non-human people outside the country, and even plotting the Queen's kidnapping case...... So, I need to arrest you now. ”

"What are you talking about?!" Mr. Prime Minister looked incredulously at this heart, "You arrest me!Who gave you the power!!"

"I'm sure he will be willing to answer this question when you've met Sir Perkins. ”

"Pugin......

The officer stopped talking, but the moment Mr. Prime Minister couldn't react, he rushed straight up and knocked him unconscious.

This shocking change instantly frightened the two guards beside the Prime Minister, but before they could take out their pistols, the officer had already knocked them to the ground with great speed.

As for the original base to escort the entourage, at this time he was stunned on the spot.

"It's business as usual...... Wait for me to come back. The officer looked at the staff in front of him and slowly commanded.

......

......

On the long street, there were at least five or more berserk orcs, two of them, and even the dying inhabitants were caught in their hands.

Mr. Gareth needs to be quite careful, lest the aftermath of the battle will put these hostages in danger, and if he is not careful, he will send Huangquan to Huangquan If he only faces these orcs alone, he naturally does not have so many scruples.

After besieging the leader of the Doomsday Myth [Oberon], except for Geraint, who can only rest due to excessive consumption, the other four still maintain considerable combat strength, so after leaving the monastery, they were immediately dispatched to the major neighborhoods of the fog capital to suppress the orc rebellion.

At this moment, several cold lights flashed in the air, and then Mr. Clown hurried through the buildings, and Mr. Gareth couldn't help but be startled, lest this guy should not be able to do anything and hurt the two dying residents.

"Dagonit!!Don't mess around!"

It's just a throwing knife, which easily pierces the shoulder joints of these orcs at this time...... The hostages were able to get out at once.

Several elite knights, who were always ready, rushed out in an instant and directly rescued the hostages, and immediately after, Mr. Clown directly knocked these orcs to the ground at the speed of the wind sweeping the leaves.

The raging orcs fell beneath him, and the throwing knives returned between his fingers.

I heard the clown look on his face, "I said Gareth, you have some confidence in me, okay? I am the one who made a knightly oath in front of the statue of King Arthur." ”

Mr. Gareth couldn't help but roll his eyes...... Not having time to pay attention to this guy, he hurriedly ordered the elite knights to bring back the downed orcs.

The orc's madness has not been lifted, but they have been imprisoned by the elite knights with special restraint props, and they have completely lost the ability to move, and can only let out meaningless chaotic screams.

"They're all residents with legal status, but they've been bewitched. ”

Mr. Gareth now instructed the elite knights to send the bunked orcs to a transport cart, "Take care of them when they are brought back, we need to find a way to relieve their madness, and if they really can't be quiet, I suggest you use sedatives." ”

"Yes!"

The knights began to get busy on the transport cart, and naturally it was not only the few orcs who had just been beaten by Mr. Joker.

In the car, originally, there were already more than twenty orcs lying down.

"Gareth, I'll go to clear the field first, and I'll leave these troublesome things to you. Mr. Clown said hello and ran down the street.

Gareth was a little helpless...... But speaking of which, maybe he was really naturally better suited to deal with such trivial matters.

In fact, it didn't take much time to load the car, the key is that the car is full, and it is necessary to transport this batch of orcs back, and Gareth is not at ease just to let the knights take care of the transportation, because in the fog capital, the group of thugs of doomsday myths don't know where to hide at this time.

"Mr. Gareth, maybe I can help you. ”

In the dim alley, I saw a man dragging a seriously injured orc out at this time.

Gareth looked at it in surprise, then nodded, "It's you, Mr. Simpton." ”

I saw that the Simpton Grand Knight threw the seriously injured orc on the ground, and immediately after that, someone imprisoned the orc, squeezed it and sent it to the transport vehicle.

Simpton said at this time: "Leave the transportation to me, suppress the orcs, you are more efficient than us...... We need to quell the riots in Wudu as soon as possible. ”

Gareth couldn't disagree with what the other party said, and after a moment's hesitation, he nodded, "Okay then, I'll leave the delivery to you, Simpton Knight." ”

"Do as you command, great knight of Gareth. Simpton gave him the etiquette of a junior knight meeting a superior knight.

"Oh...... You're obviously too restrained!Mr. Simpton, take it easy!" Gareth patted him on the shoulder, "We are comrades, not superiors. ”

"Well, I'll go first. The Simpton Knight nodded, "I'll be out as soon as I'm done delivering it, waiting for your good news." ”

With that, he walked directly onto the transporter, and Gareth watched the transporter drive out, before he began to cheer up again.

Although he still has a lot of stamina, there is so much that has happened from Farrell's escape from prison last night to the fog riot tonight...... Mentally fatigue has begun.

Suddenly, he felt a slight wetness in his fingers, and when he looked down, he found that there was a trace of blood on his fingers.

Still fresh...... His fingers rubbed the blood and looked thoughtfully at the departing transport cart.

Maybe it's just a matter of thinking about it.

Gareth shook his head, but finally moved and smelled a strong smell of blood before walking towards the alley where Simpton had appeared.

Gareth frowned and lifted his palm, a ball of light in his palm accompanied by an ancient language that could only be used by the Twelve Knights.

The light source illuminated the dim alley in an instant.

I saw a long trail of blood on the ground...... It was an injured body, and it was probably the badly injured orc that Simpton had brought out from dragging it on the ground.

He walked slowly along the trail of blood, always feeling that there was something else ahead, and finally, his footsteps stopped in front of a door.

Seems to be the back door of a restaurant...... The door is hidden, and the trailing bloodstains also start from here.

Mr. Gareth gently pushed the door open and walked inside.

After a few seconds, he suddenly shrank his gaze, and in front of the hall of this small restaurant, he saw an orc who had already undergone capital punishment with wounds on his body......

They have turned into icy corpses.

The corpse fell to its knees in a confessional pose...... The floor was covered in scarlet, sticky blood, like a slaughterhouse.

"This ......," said Mr. Gareth, whose expression changed slightly.

......

......

Sir Perkins Estate.

Jazz's Private Office...... Mr. Perkins sat quietly, waiting for a middle-aged man with bald hair to sit half-crookedly across from the desk.

His head was drooping.

Maybe it's been some time...... The man who was sitting crookedly suddenly came to his senses, and then raised his head in a panic.

"You actually betrayed ...... It's you!Pukins?!"

When he came to his senses, it was the Prime Minister of the British Government who suddenly saw his opponent, and the Prime Minister looked around in a panic for a moment.

It was a completely unfamiliar place to him, but he knew what it was, because the intelligence had seen it.

"Mr. Prime Minister, you should be familiar with the environment here. Sir Perkins smiled and said, "Because I think there must be a lot of detailed information on your table, right?" ”

"Pugins!!" the Prime Minister stood up suddenly, pressed his hands on the table, and glared at the other man, "You dare to lynch me? Do you know what you are doing!"

Sir waved his hand casually, "I know exactly what I'm doing, Mr. Prime Minister...... Why don't you listen to what I know, what do you want to do?"

The prime minister calmed down instantly, and at the same time quickly sorted out the information he had...... He was silent and sat down again.

Sir said slowly, "You want to deal with the knights, right?" ”

The prime minister sneered.

Sir continued, "Every year a large sum of money goes to your secret base, and over the years, you have produced a total of twenty-three 'Dragoons' warriors named The-Fianna...... The Fennia Warriors of Celtic mythology. Do you think this group of warriors can be compared to our Knights of the Round Table...... In fact, I really admire your efforts, after all, you have proved with your own efforts that ordinary people can set foot in inhuman territory. ”

The prime minister sneered: "I am not surprised at all, at this time you will come up with all the information about the results of your research...... I really didn't expect that the person I value would actually rebel. ”

Sir shook his head, "His name is Orphein, and in fact, he is my adopted son and a knight of our knighthood...... Never your subordinate, my Prime Minister. ”

"Yes, very good!" the prime minister gritted his teeth, and finally became so angry that he couldn't say anything.

"Go on?" Sir leaned back, "you quickly came up with a plan, you funded a mob organization. It's called 'Doomsday Myths', right? Over the past few years, you've provided a lot of funding for the organization's activities, right? In addition, you've secretly purchased some equipment from the Magicians' Guild and gifted it to them. Of course, this organization has not wasted your resources in vain, and it seems that your [the-fianna] has several technologies that were taken from other places through this organization, right? Let me think about it, there was a batch of stolen aerospace materials in the United States last year, and it seems that you were also ... Your handiwork?"

"Ridiculous!" the Prime Minister snorted.

"Later, you feel like the time is ripe. Sir still calmly said, "You don't think you should have anything to do with this organization anymore, because it will affect your career in the future...... It just so happens that our Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to have really lost his patience...... He didn't want to wait any longer, after all, he was almost seventy years old. The seventy-year-old crown prince is indeed too long to wait. ”

The Prime Minister's face finally changed slightly.

Sir said without saltiness: "You let the people of the doomsday myth kidnap the queen and declare war on the British government...... You have a good reason to use the-fianna, and you can use the-fianna not only to uproot the organization you funded in this event, but perhaps our Majesty will die in this abduction due to an unfortunate accident. Well...... Let me think that when everything is over, it will be the time for the crown prince to ascend the throne, and then, as a knightly agency that has done nothing to make the queen abducted by inhumane, will become a role that will be impeached by the cabinet...... Perhaps the-fianna has the potential to replace the knights. ”

"Oh, there's another thing, probably you didn't expect that the people of the doomsday myth would directly ask the British government to separate the entire Northern Ireland region, which is slightly beyond your control......" Looking at the Prime Minister's ugly face, Sir Perkins smiled: "That's probably the case, do you have anything else to add." ”

"Yes. The prime minister sneered at this time, "That is, you seem to have forgotten to search your body...... Pugins, you shouldn't see me alone!"

Suddenly, the prime minister lifted his clothes, pulled out an antique copper-colored pistol, pointed it at the other party, and sneered: "It only takes a light, and the result is no different." Goodbye, my good friend. ”

Boom!!

Without giving Jazz any time to react, the Prime Minister pulled the special firearm.

The bullet whistling out stopped in front of Jazz at this moment, as if something was blocking it, imprisoning it.

The Prime Minister fired in horror, but the bullets were fixed in front of Sir Perkins...... Until, all the bullets are gone.

"You ......"

"Well, it's good, the Magicians' Guild's new toy this year. ”

The Prime Minister stepped back in horror...... Suddenly, he turned around and rushed out of the door in desperation!

Sir had no intention of stopping him, so he watched as he hurriedly opened the office door and rushed out...... And then, step by step, it went backwards again.

At this time, the Prime Minister's expression seemed so panicked.

Step by step, he finally understood something.

His voice, which seemed to be squeezed out, was saying with difficulty: "[Oberon], it's you...... How could it be ......?"

In front of the door, Caesar.

Expressionless, he walked in step by step.

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PS: The next chapter is later......

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