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The lord believed that the guy in front of him suddenly appeared in front of him, and threatened himself with such a means, he would definitely not be out of nowhere. And the question he is most worried about now is whether he can meet this guy's psychological needs.

If you can simply get rid of him with money and something, then it must be the best thing to do. But he didn't think that this guy would appear in front of him for this. In fact, people with such skills basically don't get excited about these things. They must be for a more valuable existence, and such an existence, the lord does not feel that he can afford it.

So he was very cautious, and even said that he asked such a thing with some vigilance. And in the face of his question, Victor just smiled and said to him.

"Think about it, Your Majesty. This one... Country, I'm sorry, it took me a lot of effort to convince myself to describe it in terms of country. I mean, this country is so small, how many things do you think will attract me to come in front of you and talk to you face-to-face? ”

"What you want is this country?" The lord was not stupid, and he quickly thought of Victor's reason. And this was immediately, and it made him angry. "Don't you think! This is my country, this is my property. I will never allow you to take it away from me, absolutely not! ”

"Can't do it? That's not something you can say. With these words in his mouth, Victor already had the staff of civilization in his hand on his chest. Listen, Your Majesty. I didn't come to you to hear you reject me. Since I'm standing in front of you, it means I'm not talking to you about anything. I'm not even admonishing, I'm stating. ”

"With me, you can still be your own king. If you choose to refuse, then I can't guarantee what your fate will be. ”

"With you! You want me to cooperate with you to elevate myself and turn me from a king into a puppet? It's the funniest joke I've ever heard! Tell you, you guy who doesn't know where he came from. Even if I die, I am definitely not a shell king. I said, it's mine. Even if I destroy my things, I will never allow others to do anything to him. No one, absolutely not! ”

The lord almost roared in response to Victor. In the face of his response, Victor couldn't help but smile, and poked the staff of civilization in his hand at him heavily.

The tip of the staff of civilization is flat-bottomed, and theoretically, when it pokes it into the chest, it is more of a humiliation than some kind of actual pain. But when Victor did so, the lord couldn't help but cry out in pain. Because for him, it was like a soldering iron imprinted on his body, and he couldn't stand the torture at all.

The lord, who has always been pampered, is not an iron-clad man, and he was made a little worse than dead by Victor's attack. And seeing that his life was worse than death, Victor immediately grinned and mocked him.

"Since you say that, does that mean I can deal with you in any way I want? I have to warn you, Your Majesty, that you are not my only option. You're just the most convenient of my many options. So your refusal doesn't protect your safety, and when you cross my boundaries, I may do something to you that you don't want to see. Like, kill you! ”

"You're going to kill me?" Although stubborn, the lord couldn't help but tremble in the face of the threat of death. "No, you can't kill me. Kill me and you're even more unlikely to get the country. I am the de jure master of this country, once I die. The country would lose its legal barrier and fall into the hands of other countries entirely. He will be divided, and he will be eaten cleanly by others. And you won't get anything! ”

"It seems to make sense, so what do you want to do? Your Majesty? ”

As a man of intrigue and subterfuge, Victor easily saw the scheming in his lord's mind. He must have been playing some kind of small abacus, and in the face of his little abacus, Victor watched his performance as if he were watching a play. It was even said that some connived and allowed him to continue.

This change in attitude was obvious, so immediately, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, the lord even shouted at him with some neglect of the pain in his chest.

"We can work together. Yes, we can cooperate. I can appoint you as a high-ranking official in the government. The Minister of Defense, the Prime Minister, whatever it is. We can cooperate! You can get the right only under me and then enjoy everything in this country. Even if you want to use your power to get more from other countries, I will support you. We can be friends and I can help you get what you want. Trust me, what I say is true. I'm serious! ”

"Cooperation? Be friends? Sounds like an interesting idea. ”

Hearing Victor say such words, the lord's face immediately showed joy. Soon, though, his expression stiffened. Because that's what Victor said next.

"Unfortunately, you don't have that qualification. I've heard an old proverb that says the dragon doesn't dwell with the serpent. And the difference between the two of us is this, if I am a dragon that can soar in the sky, then you are at most a snake rolling on the ground. You don't have the capital to work with me, let alone make me subordinate to you. So unfortunately, I don't accept this statement from you. There is only one option I can give you, and that is to surrender. ”

"Your Majesty, you have your own mind on what to choose. But the end result is up to me, you know what I mean? ”

Deep fear began to emerge in the lord's eyes, and then slowly turned into restless madness. Anyone who is cornered is likely to have such a change. And at this time, this change in him is especially obvious. Because he found that he really had no way out.

Surrender, that's just a ridiculous joke. As a lord with true aristocratic blood, nearly a thousand years of family inheritance made him know one thing very clearly. That is, once they lose their rights, the aristocracy has only one way to die. This can be seen from the beheaded French emperor. The current world has long belonged to the commoners, and the tradition of mutual protection between nobles has long been outdated.

Therefore, he can't let go of the power in his hands no matter what, and this means that he can only choose to refuse in such a choice.

Rejection is death, and this is definitely a bad choice for him. But he knew in his heart that once he died, then the person in front of him would not want to get everything he had completely. With no heirs, he is the sole owner of the territory. Once he died, the territory would be shattered and someone else's plate would be a delicacy. In that case, no matter how powerful he was, it would never be possible for him to get La Vitonia in its entirety. It's impossible for this person not to understand this truth, so the final question becomes, will he let himself die?

Crazy thoughts surged through the lord's brain, causing him to make a crazy decision. And this decision was that he no longer cared about the apparent danger, and yelled directly at Victor.

"Come on, kill me. I'd rather die as a king than become a puppet and perish in regret. You won't get anything if you kill me anyway, so if you dare, then you can come and kill me! ”

It was the lord's last gamble, his madness to gamble his life and everything he had. However, in the face of such a heroic act, Victor just smiled, and then said to him coldly.

"What an admirable will, I would rather die than surrender. I'm curious, is this the aristocratic will in your blood? Or do you think that if you say this, you will be able to find a reliance and face me without fear? I have to say, you are naïve in your thoughts, Your Majesty. For what you threaten is an existence that you do not know at all, an existence that you cannot guess or ponder with your mind and knowledge. ”

With these words in his mouth, Victor's appearance in a mask and a gentleman's suit fluctuated like ripples, and then quietly changed, slowly changing into another image. This image is exactly the same as the king who has gradually revealed a shocked look in front of him, and it is not even the same. The only difference is that he always has a shuddering smile on his face.

"It's game over, Your Majesty. No, I should call you a traitor now. You made the wrong choice, and now, you're going to pay for your choice. ”

Seeing the other self say such a thing, the lord couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

"No, don't. Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

However, at this time, no matter what he said, it was useless. Victor is tired of playing this game. And the final ending can only go on as he designed.

The lords of Latvia, the lineage of a thousand-year-old nobleman were cut off. And he inherited everything from this lord, and with this new identity, began to rule his homeland, Latvia. As he promised, he will bring new life to the country. And whether this new birth means the light of hope, or the darkness that symbolizes death and destruction. This can only be determined by changes in the world.

Now, the only thing that is certain is that Victor has taken his plan one step further. It is not far from the time when his plan will succeed.

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