Chapter 157 You can only call it 'redemption'
. Seeing Hardy about to leave, Big Muscle Ba hurriedly shouted: "Wait, wait, let's talk."
Hardy turned around and sneered: "Talk? Is this what a prisoner should say?"
"Then Mr. Hardy, what words do you think I should use to express it?"
"Redemption!" Hardy paused and said: "You are the enemy and the defeated. You can't even count the nobles. It doesn't count. Why should I negotiate with you? Negotiation can only be carried out when the status and strength of both parties are about the same."
Dajiba said angrily: "We also have dignity, why can't we negotiate."
"You are considered the first The three parties took the initiative to intervene in this battle." Hardy's tone was very soft and gentle: "As soon as you came up, you wanted to assassinate our commander-in-chief, and in the process, kill Gardes Hundreds of militiamen killed sixteen members of our Blade Knights. You have self-respect... What about them? Are these victims no different from bugs in your eyes?" "Or,
you won't die, so They all default to other people and other races will not die?" Hardy looked directly into the opponent's eyes and said slowly: "You don't even see your own situation clearly, why should I negotiate with you?" The
big muscle tyrant was stunned. .
He actually has a live broadcast.
The original intention was to show his netizens how he deceived medieval NPCs and engaged in a "battle of wits".
But as soon as Hardi came out, he denied the legitimacy of his negotiations.
At this time in the live broadcast room, netizens laughed and watched the host's embarrassment.
'The IQ of a medieval NPC has been suppressed. It's so funny. '
'That's how you only train your muscles but not your brain. '
'In fact, it's not a case of IQ suppression, it's just that the big muscle tyrant didn't see clearly the environment and situation he was in. '
'This is not called IQ suppression. Even medieval NPCs understood things that he, a person in the information age, could not understand. It was embarrassing. '
Hardy looked at the dazed big muscle tyrant and said: "If there is nothing else, then so be it."
"Wait!" Big Muscle Tyrant stopped Hardy again: "We are outsiders and are not familiar with your place. According to the rules, Mr. Hardy, please come up with a plan and we will see if it is feasible."
Hardy nodded slightly: "Finally, I see a little bit of sincerity."
The big muscle bully saw that Hardy's tone had softened a lot, and he felt relieved. tone.
Hadi continued: "Exposing the Northern faction's spy organization here is what you, as the defeated, should do. And you have killed many people during this period, which requires confession and compensation." "There is no problem in exposing the Northern
faction. "The big muscle tyrant thought for a while and replied.
The biggest problem now is that the game system has a setting that means they cannot delete their accounts when they are 'wanted'.
It is impossible to practice account training again.
You just have to admit it.
As for offending...the Ajiaka Empire after the confession, they didn't care too much.
The Agakar Empire is just a small part of this vast world.
After revealing the location of the spy organization, although they will be wanted by the Northern Faction, they can go to other countries and other continents to develop.
The big muscle tyrant then asked: "How much should the compensation be?"
"Wait." Hardy said with a smile: "I will ask someone to specially calculate this matter, and I will tell you the specific amount the day after tomorrow at the latest."
After that, Hardy left.
Big muscle bully shouted hurriedly: "Why don't you let me down first?"
No one paid him any attention.
The big muscle tyrant was hung on the tree, his expression suddenly helpless.
Hardy went out into the woods, where Deville was waiting for him.
The two of them got into the carriage and drove towards the coalition camp.
Deville couldn't help but ask, "What did that person talk about with Mr. Hardy?"
"About confession and compensation."
Deville's eyes lit up: "Are they willing to plead guilty?"
To be honest, Deville didn't want to either. When fighting against this kind of immortal thing, I always feel that if I let my guard down, the opponent will come back.
Hardy nodded: "Don't worry, Gardes County will definitely get a share of the compensation." "Thank you."
Videl said softly.
She felt that her life was saved by Hardy.
But she forgot that if she hadn't entertained Mrs. Sissi, Gardes County might not be in danger.
The carriage returned to the gate of the coalition camp, and after Deville put Hardy down, he left.
As the only 'owner' of the family, she also has a lot to deal with.
Hardy saw a large number of freight carriages at the gate of the camp.
"The supplies have been transported so quickly. It seems that Xixi's work is indeed reliable."
As soon as he walked into the gate of the camp, a member of the Silver Wings Knights rushed out and said hurriedly: "Your Excellency Hardy, Qian Mrs. Qian asked you to report to the coach's camp as soon as you come back. If there is something urgent."
Urgent?
Hardy quickened his pace.
Soon he came to the door of the coach's tent and found that there were not only more than a dozen guards of the Silver Wing Knights, but also several soldiers wearing Aijaka military uniforms.
It seems that he should be a professional.
That kind of energy aura cannot be imitated by ordinary soldiers or soldiers.
Hardy glanced at them, walked into the coach's tent, and saw Mrs. Sissi receiving a middle-aged fat man.
The fat middle-aged man was dressed gorgeously and looked like an aristocrat.
When Mrs. Sissi saw Hardy at this time, she waved to him and said, "Hardy, come here."
He followed the words and walked over.
Mrs. Sissi said to him: "The Excellency before you is Henry Balik, the patriarch of the Balik family." When
Hardy saw this man, he immediately chuckled.
He knew this man...one of the main culprits in the failure of the Southern Party.
At the end of the Civil War, the scene of Henry being hanged by the Southern General-in-Chief made headlines in game forums for a long time.
Thinking of this, Hardy made a noble salute and said with a smile: "Lord of Hukaro County, Hardy! Nice to meet you."
"Hukaro City?"
Hardy nodded.
Henry Balik looked at Hardy with eyes filled with envy.
"Is Mr. Balik here this time about your son?" Hardy asked.
Henry waved his hand: "It's not that reason. I came here this time to repent for my ancestors and accept the blessings of the Jeanne family."
Huh?
Madam Sissi also looked puzzled.
Because Henry came here not long ago, the two of them only met and chatted for a few words, and before they could say their intention, Hardy came back.
Looking at the confused expressions of the two people, Henry said: "Balik came to the Aijaka Empire more than 150 years ago as a criminal."
Mrs. Sissi's expression was a little subtle.
Hardy thought it was normal.
The direct ancestors of all the lords of the Ajiaka Empire were all criminals exiled here, without exception.
Henry also felt a little embarrassed, but he continued: "Before coming to Ajiaka, my ancestor was also a Frenchman and a knight of Hukaro City!" At
this time, Mrs. Sissi's expression It's more subtle.
Hardy understood why the other party's expression was filled with envy when he mentioned Hukaro City.
"My ancestor made a mistake in Hukaro City and was deprived of his knighthood." Henry said with guilt on his face: "This is my ancestor's biggest regret, and this regret has been passed down from generation to generation. Now, I hope to get The blessing of the Jeanna family allows the sinful blood left in our bodies by our ancestors to be cleared away."
(End of this chapter)