Chapter 171 Not in the court, but in the countryside
In the southwest region of the Kingdom of St. Lornes, the rebellion is very serious.
The area where the rebels operate is not even limited to the former homeland of the Principality of Milistan, but also occasionally appears in other neighboring provinces.
Over the years, the kingdom has not used high-pressure measures, but the rebels have not only been restrained repeatedly, but their ranks have grown stronger.
The so-called [Rebel Army] is the camp name they gave themselves.
In the eyes of the aristocratic circle of the royal capital, these rebels are a completely ragtag group of mere thieves.
When the ministers heard that there was a rebellion, they immediately sent people to attack, suppress, and exterminate it.
The kingdom's army, which has powerful magicians, is no more difficult than killing a group of rats to conquer these rebels, who are mostly civilians.
In fact, they did run around like rats.
However.
Since most of the rebels were locals, they not only knew the nearby terrain very well, but also easily gained the support of other locals.
Every time, the kingdom's army will show off its power and triumph with satisfactory results. It won't take long before the rebels will resurrect and come back.
Not only did this greatly drag down the kingdom's financial pressure, it also became a "fixed wild monster area" for some nobles to gain achievements.
In Qingxi Academy alone, there are many nobles who intend to join the kingdom's army after graduation, and they will go out of their way to find someone to recommend them to join such a counter-insurgency team.
With military exploits, it is justifiable to obtain a title.
...In the end, the rebel chief intelligence officer, who was like a rat on the street, was hiding in the royal capital?
And he managed to get into such an important position as the commander-in-chief of the city guard, responsible for protecting the safety of the entire royal capital?
If this spreads out, it will be a scandal to the whole world.
With the hard work of the Commander-in-Chief, in a few years, what will the King's Capital be infiltrated into?
"I am originally a poor man from a border province. I have been homeless since I was a child. Ever since I can remember, I have grown up with beggars and competed with wild dogs for food."
Bulwer closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to look back on the unbearable past.
"On days like that, people don't feel that life is life at all."
He said, "It's just a pile of mud-like zombies."
"...The troops sent from the royal capital arrived in the province where I am." He almost gritted his teeth before saying the following words.
"Because they couldn't find the rebels, those people...actually killed local poor people and used their corpses as military merits to be reported."
"The beggars I grew up with were slaughtered like this. Their bodies were piled up on the roadside, worse than wild dogs."
"If I hadn't been too hungry at that time and went out to look for food alone, I'm afraid my body would be like theirs, stacked in tatters on the wooden frame of the cargo transport, and displayed to the nobles who came to suppress the rebellion.
look."
The office fell into a dead silence.
For a moment, Wayne didn't know how to react.
It was not like he had never heard of such stories.
This is the so-called "killing good people and claiming merit".
However, a quick glance at the words in a history book is more shocking than the personal account of the person involved.
"After the Kingdom's army left, I was taken in by the rebel spies. At that time, I just thought that if I joined them, I would have something to eat, and I wouldn't have to work so hard to dig through the food that others had thrown away."
"But."
"They told me... It turns out that I am also a human being, and it turns out that I can also pursue what I want."
Under the pure moonlight, Bulwer raised his head and spread his hands, as if he wanted to feel the cold dazzling brilliance.
"When I was twelve years old, I unexpectedly awakened a good talent for magic."
He ended the story in a calm tone.
"Therefore, I took the initiative to become an undercover agent. For the cause of the rebels, I would sacrifice everything...including my life."
Wayne stretched out his hand and applauded him.
"Congratulations, Mr. Bulwer," he said without emotion.
"Now, with powerful magical power, you can escape from that precarious life forever."
Hearing this, Bulwer frowned.
"Yes, I can live a good life," he said. "But it's just me."
"Behind me, there are more people like me who cannot escape such a tragic fate..."
Wayne suddenly asked: "So, how did such a compassionate Lord Bulwer gain the trust of His Majesty the King as he wished?"
Bulwer's impassioned speech came to an abrupt end.
Wayne's eyes were like a hawk.
He has not forgotten why the previous commander-in-chief was able to sit in such a stable position.
The crime of arrogance.
Human trafficking.
Act as the King’s White Gloves…
Compared with other competitors, is it possible for Bulwer, who already has a huge disadvantage in terms of background, not to make some sacrifices in other aspects?
Stared by his sharp gaze, beads of sweat broke out on the commander's forehead.
After a long time, Bulwer finally spoke:
"For a greater cause, those sacrifices are worth it."
Hearing his answer, Wayne suddenly laughed.
Norman Laird on the side couldn't help asking: "Why are you laughing?"
"Ah, I thought of an interesting question."
If you want to kill one innocent person, but you can save a hundred other people, should you kill it or not?
However, for the rebels, who have little room to maneuver, they may not be able to handle this kind of thing so gracefully.
Getting blood on your hands is probably a last resort.
Unexpectedly, the reformist group that he had longed for was not in the court, but in the countryside.
No... to be more precise, maybe the revolutionaries.
"So, the ultimate goal of your rebel army is to overthrow the existing aristocratic system?"
"good!"
Bulwer said, "These great nobles indulge in pleasure and luxury every day and do not do practical things... They are all worms clinging to the people! Their lives are of no benefit to the entire country!"
...I always feel like you are pointing at my nose and scolding me.
"Ahem." He coughed twice and defended without leaving any trace: "Among the nobles, there are also some good and reliable people."
"If you really want to make it happen..."
If he said something profound, "We cannot blindly shut out all the viable forces that can be fought for. Do you understand?"
Bulwer asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"——We must unite all forces that can be united."
In fact, what he wanted to say was to send someone to Duke Wenche's Mansion to seduce me as soon as possible.
However, it cannot be said so clearly.
After all, he is still Ecos now and should not have any special connection with the Winche family.
Chapter completed!