"If you want to stop the war, I advise you to stop. ”

The spider refilled Roland's coffee and retreated to the back of his desk, like a proper attendant or secretary.

"You're going to report?"

Roland didn't look up, and his tone wasn't surprised.

Report your every move to Li Lin, this is the spider's job. Even if she looks like a white-collar beauty, it's just a disguise, and she is still a spy and killer in her bones.

To her, the consuls were the equivalent of the mother goddess, and the commands were absolute, and she could not disobey them.

"Even if I don't report it, others will. ”

There was a hint of loneliness in the girl's voice, and then she said again in a transactional tone:

"It's just that you really think you can hide from that Excellency and make your own little plans?"

Jiàn's hand stopped, and after a few seconds, Roland replied calmly:

"I never counted on it. ”

In addition to the all-pervasive secret intelligence network, Li Lin's own ability to analyze and predict is also very good, as long as he is willing, he will definitely be able to grasp the details of anything and hide it from Li Lin?

Roland did not hope for deception from the beginning, no matter how cleverly disguised, as long as funds, materials, and personnel flowed, under the current system, there would definitely be clues. It is impossible for the activities carried out in secret and the plans formulated by Qiē to escape Li Lin's observation.

He just wanted to avoid the catastrophe that Li Lin's plan would bring to the world, or at the very least, when Li Lin's plan might have devastating consequences. At the very least, he can point out and correct his mistakes.

It's easy to be at peace and play out your life according to someone else's script, but it can also take away your courage and stop your thinking, as Roland knows very well.

Indeed, Li Lin never made mistakes, his wisdom and his strength were worthy of the titles of "transcendent species" and "agent of divine will", and no one was more like a god than him.

yes, as if he were above all beings, before them. Humans, intelligent species, ancient species, etc. Almighty and absolute. It's not an exaggeration to call them gods.

The future of the intelligent species is neither certain nor uncertain. In order to resist despair and accept the cruelty and irrationality of the world, people need God. Take this to gain positive direction. to convince yourself that there is room for improvement in the world.

However. Even so, even deep down in his heart, he recognized Li Lin's correctness. Roland also believes that there should be a negative view of Li Lin's ideas and methods, not because it is correct. And even other possibilities are erased.

To put it more simply, that is, in the case of Li Lin and even the entire organization constantly making mistakes, who can stand up and sue him: You are wrong.

This may sound naïve and unrealistic, but Roland believes that the world should accommodate different voices. It is cruel and sad to abandon the exploration of other possibilities just because of an absolutely correct value.

"I don't think my opinion is infallible, maybe in the end, that guy's argument will be proven correct, and what I did was nothing but a futile effort. But I just hope that the world will not become a sexist that can't even accommodate good intentions. ”

"We don't know what we want to do at any given time. ”

A slender throat that murmurs.

To the teenager.

Against the ideal.

"At any given time, we never know if we're doing the right thing. ”

The girl curled the corners of her mouth and smiled.

But God came down for us. ”

“...... The second book of the Book of Marfa, the second verse of the Book of Samari?

It's the third verse. ”

The spider was bland corrected to:

"You have the potential to be a good priest, but the brainstorms in the church don't understand it. ”

"They're not going to take a guy like me who lacks faith. ”

"The charge of 'stopping the jihad' alone is enough for them to burn you. ”

Spreading his hand, the spider continued:

"And you should know that even if the company and the president do nothing, war will still break out. As long as people want to, they can always find a good reason. ”

A blood-drenched fact, like something to accuse, but not clear. When Roland turned his head to look at the spider, the girl was still a little cold secretary.

(Maybe it's a delusion.) ）

Roland shook his head, pulling his train back on track.

"It is too late to stop the war, and it is impossible to broker a compromise until both sides are willing. What can be done at this stage is only to contain the company and prevent the war from becoming the worst form. ”

It was the kind of form that the company's top brass expected - no honor, no humanity, and it didn't even look like a war, but a mass vendetta: principalities and nations, orcs and humans, ecclesiastical and Orthodox.

"This kind of thing...... Are you sure you can do it?"

A double question: How does Roland manage to do so under the watchful eye of the company?

"I want to think about improving the treatment of workers and setting up an organization like a workers' association. ”

No joke, Roland said word by word, the spider's jaw almost fell to the ground, and then turned to look at the sun outside the window, that thing might be square today.

"I don't think it's a good idea. ”

The son of a capitalist who offered to form a trade union. Anyone who hears this sentence will suspect that it is a joke, and then they will doubt the intelligence of the person who said such things and did such things.

As everyone knows, Li Lin is a big capitalist, and he is still the kind of typical capitalist who is eager to squeeze the workers dry. Under his words and deeds, the elven supervisors, who were already racist against human workers, were all within the scope of the rules and oppressed the workers as much as possible. Although it has been curtailed a lot, in the initial stage, the 16-hour work day, the use of child labor, the prohibition of leave for pregnant women, the deduction of wages for failure to meet the target, and corporal punishment ...... All kinds of methods are not uncommon, and V.E at that time was an out-and-out sweatshop.

Among them, Vice President Nid Hogg is the most concerned about this kind of thing. In other factories there is an overseer who oversees 1,000 workers, and in the factories managed by Nidhogg there is an overseer who oversees 10 workers. In a small workshop, the owner of the workshop could drink and chat with the workers, but the foreman in Niderhogg's factory would just stand behind the workers with a chronograph, and if anyone complained about the overwork, they would disappear the next day.

In fact, Nidhogg, who firmly believed that "it is good for the company to shoot a group of troublemakers every year", approached the biological weapons research department more than once, asking them to make chimeras or dangerous species that could act as overseers, to supervise the sleepless work of the workers, or to simply suppress the labor movement. And personally designed the sketch of the dangerous species codenamed "Godzilla". However, as soon as the plan was submitted, it was killed. The reason is that no one can make a monster 50 meters tall and weigh 20,000 tons not be crushed by its own weight at the moment of birth...... It is said that Nidhogg is not yet discouraged, and is working on the 60-meter-tall "Overseer of the Giant Giant" and the smaller "Overseer of the Armored Giant", but everyone is not optimistic.

Anyway. There is such a group of upper echelons. If anyone wants to start a trade union. Seeking welfare above the "necessary" for the workers will be very interesting.

"Of course I know this, knowing that people have sued me more than once in person. While the workers use strikes to exercise their power to demand higher wages and reduced working hours, the capitalists can also use the army, machine guns, poison gas and monsters to exercise their right to refuse to increase wages and reduce working hours. ”

With a wry smile on his face, Roland went on to explain:

"But I'm not completely out of the picture. ”

According to Li Lin's instructions, the company is actively participating in various charity activities, and Roland is an important part of the "Charity Foundation" public relations plan. At this time, Roland proposed the idea of "forming a workers' association", which could not only obtain the maximum support of the workers, but also take into account the public relations image, and the company's rebound measures were relatively limited.

This is the best chance.

"But you still don't have a chance of succeeding, because everyone knows that you are the heir to the company. ”

The spider hit the nail on the head to point out the biggest flaw of this plan. Roland is only the heir, the actual power of the company is in the hands of Li Lin, and the entire upper echelons unreservedly support Li Lin, unless Li Lin is overthrown, the possibility of Roland's construction is not even one in a million. And overthrow Li Lin...... Anyone with a little common sense knows that this is a miracle that is even more difficult for the dead to come back to life, and human beings are afraid that they will not see that day in their lifetime.

Secondly, as the heir to the company, no matter what Roland himself thinks, in the eyes of others he represents the interests of the company, not the interests of the workers. So if he came forward to organize the workers' association, the workers would be happy at first, but soon they would involuntarily think that he was actually executing some order from the president, and that there was some conspiracy going on behind it. The rest of the hierarchy would surely be dissatisfied with his actions, and the end result was that the whole project was ruined, and Roland became a wretched worm caught between the top management and the grassroots workers.

"You're trying your best to do something that doesn't please both ends and don't see the slightest chance of success. ”

"Yes, I know this, and I didn't expect it to happen, all I wanted was to contain the company's energy. ”

Roland's eyes flickered.

From the very beginning, he did not expect much from the forces of the workers' movement to stop the war, and the workers were unusually weak compared to the typical capitalists in the company, and were not a class of opponents in terms of force or means. In addition to skilled workers, if you generally don't like it, you can just change the batch.

The formation of workers' associations is only a cover to create a controllable chaos, without affecting the survival of the company, to contain the energy of the management, to create a little trouble for the company's military production, and then to affect the preparation process for war, and to buy some time from it.

Above all, this was the last chance, and once the Church had renamed the war "Holy War", any means of resisting the war would be illegal, and he didn't care, but Roland didn't want to involve the workers in something terrible like the heresy trial.

"It doesn't matter if it's my personal self-satisfaction, no matter what. The war cannot be allowed to escalate further. ”

Roland found the wen jiàn he wanted, stood up from his seat with a stern face, and just as he walked two steps away from the door, the voice of "I'm afraid it's too late" came from behind.

"The news has just come that at the state funeral in Lundinium, the second prince, who attended the ceremony on behalf of Charlemagne, made a speech. ”

This didn't seem to be a problem, but Roland, who vaguely felt that something was wrong, stopped.

The spider lowered his right hand and snapped his fingers, the dark red curtain slowly lowered, and the large landscape painting on the wall flipped over. The display terminal starts playing an image sound.

Tens of thousands of subjects stood in front of Westminster Abbey. People from all over the world crowded Lundinium, and every street was crowded and airy, but no one looked annoyed, they were silent. Quietly bowed his head and stood solemnly.

In the concierge stand. The foreign youth watched this scene coldly. The handsome face could not contain a trace of emotion.

The foul air, the sticky humidity, the vulgar people who don't know the etiquette, and the disgusting food - Lundinium's qiē is so out of place with Prince Bernard that he gets a rash just by staying in the city. If he could, he wanted to return to the bustling city of Lüdes immediately, without staying for a second.

But he still had to accomplish something, and before he could finish this important thing that would affect his future, Prince Bernard had to hide his true thoughts and sit in the guest seat in a proper manner.

Thankfully, he didn't have to wait much longer.

Queen Elizabeth is giving her final speech in memory of Lieutenant General Parkinson, who is customary to be posthumously promoted to the rank of lieutenant general.

After the queen and the important ministers of the state have finished speaking, it will be the turn of the foreign guests, and it will not be long......

His Highness Bernard de Bourbon!

Hearing his name, Prince Bernard stood up and walked up to the podium in front of tens of thousands of eyes, only to see him taking solemn steps, and every movement revealed the nobility and elegance of a Charlemagnene royal family.

"We've lost a hero!"

The prince's loud voice calmed the audience, and all the listeners, including those who listened through the guò amplification technique on the street, waited with bated breath.

"But, the princes of Albion, the kings of the nations of men, do you mean defeat?"

As Bernard swung his fist, the crowd rang out with a "buzz", and the VIPs stared blankly at Prince Bernard, wondering what he wanted to say.

Perhaps, the prince wanted to surprise everyone. ”

With his hands clasped together, Walsingham, who was sitting in the corner, muttered to himself.

"No, this is just the beginning! How many heroic souls have fallen in the holy war against the infidels for thousands of years, and your relatives and ancestors have died for this, and great sorrow is stored in the hearts of every good and upright person, but even so, we still resolutely challenge the infidels, why is this?

"For the sake of profit. ”

The cardinal, who was listening to the speech, shook his glass.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we human beings are fighting for justice! You know this best, as baptized beings of the One Dharma, we human beings have the duty and the right to bring the light of civilization to this world, and the souls of the dead are fighting for justice, justice and civilization, and the Mother God will guide the heroic spirits to Heaven, and God will not abandon us. The hegemony of the new era belongs to us, who have been chosen by the Mother Goddess, which is a historical necessity. It's time for us to open the door to a new era with our own hands!"

The "buzzing" sound became louder again, the atmosphere of the crowd was already out of the heat, the air at the scene was constantly warming, and a dangerous heat was constantly expanding.

"Yet at this very moment, those vile heretics are still rebelling against us in order to defend their evil forces, and this senseless resistance has claimed the lives of many Albion warriors, and this vengeance cannot be forgotten in any way. Now, we are to concentrate our anger and tilt it on the infidels, so that they will suffer the retribution they deserve, and win a real victory. Only victory can soothe the souls of those who died in battle!"

Taking a deep breath and licking his lips, Prince Bernard raised his clenched right fist and exclaimed at the highest volume he could:

"Rise up, O Albion, turn your grief into strength, all the members of the human family! We are a people chosen by God, and under the blessing of the Mother Goddess, the glory of victory will eventually belong to us!! Victory—Hurrah!!"

"Victory-long live!!"

"Victory-long live!!"

"Victory-long live!!"

Countless fists were raised to the sky, and the tsunami of cheering slogans swallowed up a cacophony, and countless individuals issued a uniform will, and even the display terminals thousands of miles away trembled.

Bearing the fiery storm, Roland could not say a word.

The text in his hand was crumpled into a ball, and the young man's body couldn't help trembling, and after a few seconds, several pages of crumpled paper fell weakly from the young man's fingers. (To be continued......)