The young lady of the Jeff family, An Jie'er, was rescued by His Majesty Platinum. The blasphemer who held him hostage was cut to ashes by His Majesty Platinum's sword.

Although the martial law in Linjing City has not yet ended, the army is still searching for the remnants of the Redemption Society on the Internet, this message has quietly spread throughout the upper class.

Among them, the topic of how An Jie'er from the Jeff family would thank His Majesty Platinum for saving his life suddenly became popular.

The viscountess who wanted to marry An Jie'er into the house silently forgot this plan.

Everyone knows His Majesty Sadivin's hobbies, and everyone knows what kind of woman An Jie'er is that can make men remember.

Such a woman is in the eyes of His Majesty Sadivin, so it is already clear what will happen.

However, Zhou Mo did not move into the Jeff family mansion as everyone speculated, and by the way, he would have something to do with the beautiful An Jie'er. Instead, he entered the city lord's mansion and announced that he would personally supervise the search for the Godslayer and the Blade of Dawn.

The news came out, and in an instant, the work efficiency of the soldiers in the entire Linjing City increased several times.

The cooperation between the nobles and the merchants has also increased exponentially.

"Your Majesty, you have done it as you ask!" Soraya hurried back from outside and saw Zhou Mo standing alone in the yard, silently looking at the distant sky. She reported in a low voice. Madam Soraya looked at the master of the Platinum Principality with some strangeness.

"Well, just do it!" Zhou Mo's voice was low, and there was a very strange emotion.

Soraya lowered her eyes and savored it for a moment, and knew what kind of emotion it was, a kind of depression that was lost after the prosperity was over.

"Your Majesty, you?" Soraya asked tentatively.

Zhou Mo showed an unknown smile and said:

"The war ten years ago made the entire world a one-in-a-half population."

"At that time, everyone was unfamiliar with war, and they had never even seen the established army, but so many people still died!"

"What if there is another war? How many people will die if a large-scale war is organized, premeditated, and established?"

“I’m thinking about this.”

With Zhou Mo's current status, the twitching corners of his eyes will make the people around him frightened. As soon as he opens his mouth, he will involuntarily bring people into his words.

This is the charm of power, this is the halo of status.

Soraya was brought into the scene depicted by Zhou Mo's words.

After a trembling chill, Soraya could imagine that the troops searching for the god-killer in the city now would slaughter the entire city if they suddenly received an order at this time.

Then the entire Linjing City will turn into a dead land day and night.

If the seven empires start war again, then the dead lives will be recorded in thousands, the bones will pile up in every fortress city, and the blood will turn every waterway hub into bright red.

The crow will cry without distinction between the sun and the moon, and the whole world will become a paradise for scavengers.

"Your Majesty, do you judge that there will be wars between the seven empires?"

This surprised Zhou Mo for a moment, and then he understood what Soraya misunderstood his meaning. Looking at Soraya, who was scared by his words, trembling all over his body, Zhou Mo shook his head and laughed.

"How can there be wars between the seven empires? There are conflicts. The seven gods can be resolved by communicating and discussing."

Soraya was puzzled and frowned and thought hard. She didn't want to see the war happen. Not only did she not want this prosperous world to turn into a ghost, but she didn't want to see the power and status she had just obtained turned into flowing water.

As the war broke out, Soraya, as a woman, could not continue to be at the high position of the Lord of the City.

Men are the masters of war!

"Don't worry about it anymore. These are not the questions you should think about. I just said it casually!" Zhou Mo comforted the woman.

Mrs. Soraya nodded, and although she did not mention it, she kept the matter in her heart.

"The soldiers have now begun to publicize the death of the two companions of the Gods Killer, and you can see if you want her to come and meet her, after all, you saved her."

The hints in Mrs. Soraya's words made Zhou Mo look at her with a lot of laughter and cry, thinking that it seemed that Sadiwen's small trumpet was completely dirty.

"No need, just let her complete the task well. I have to send someone to stare at it secretly. This girl is not sure about her character, and maybe she will be bad when or because of something!"

Soraya thought about An Jie'er's personality and age, nodded in agreement, and said:

"A girl of this age is the weirdest. If An Jie'er wants to destroy the plan, what should we do?"

"The person who monitors cannot get too close. If there is an emergency, it is probably too late to deal with it."

Zhou Mo frowned and said:

"Then it's all that you can let Souther come out of Jeff's mansion as soon as possible. It's too dangerous to keep Souther with this girl!"

At this time, Jeff’s mansion, in the bell tower.

Souther was hidden behind the bronze clock dial, and observed the entire Jeff's mansion through the empty hours on the clock dial.

It had been a whole day since he entered here, and it was already dark, but An Jie'er had no news.

"Young man." An old voice sounded from behind South.

Souther flashed and grabbed the neck of the bell ringer who was originally responsible for the bell tower with one hand. This elderly bell ringer should not wake up at this time.

Souther was confident in his control of his strength. The bell ringer should be able to fall into a coma all day and night and wake up tomorrow morning.

However, just as night fell, the bell ringer woke up, which made Souther alert.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!" South's voice was full of murderous aura.

The old bridge had wrinkles on his face, and his old eyes looked at Soth. The expression in it made Soth dislike. The bell ringer who had life in his hands actually felt pity for him.

"It seems you are looking for death!" Souther grabbed the bell ringer's hand and began to force.

"No, young man, I haven't lived enough yet. Although life is monotonous and tasteless, I still enjoy being able to live quietly in the sun!"

The bell ringer's words were inexplicably sarcastic.

"What do you want to express? At the last moment of your life, let me know, I will not vent my anger at a dead person!"

South's voice became cold, his two teammates were indecisive, and An Jie'er, who was most concerned, had no news. At this time, he was anxious and irritable.

"Young man, I know who you are, and why you are here, and I also know that for someone like you who walks in the dark, taking my life is no different from crushing an ant."

"But you can't kill me!" The bell ringer saw Soth's mental state at this time, but he still said a sarcastic sentence, and then he said his reasons.

"You can only hide in this bell tower now. You have made a big fuss about the Jeff family. Now Viscount Jeff wants to transfer all his power here to protect the safety of him and his family. According to the Jeff family's emergency plan, all the important figures are gathered together, and Viscount Jeff brings the best combat power in the family to guard it."

"The whole Jeff's mansion is like an iron barrel, you can't get out!"

"So, you have to rely on me. Without me, you can only choose to starve to death in the bell tower, or rush out and be killed!"

The bell ringer had a good reason and hit South's weakness.

What Souths feared most now is that An Jie'er could not contact him. In this way, he was trapped in the bell tower like a lamb who had his eyes blind and his ears deaf.

Souther's silence made the bell ringer mistakenly think that he was hesitating, so the bell ringer added weight to himself.

"Today, Jeff's mansion must be very panicked, so he didn't care that the bell didn't ring on time, but tomorrow, if the bell didn't ring as usual, young man, would you guess, Viscount Jeff think of something? For example, a criminal is lurking in the bell tower of his own home?"

"How to make the bell ring accurately and at which time ring the bell rings, there are strict rules. Without me, you can't play!"

"So, young man, you can't kill me."

The bell ringer grabbed Souther's wrist and tried to move Souther's hand away from his throat.

Souths let go of the bell ringer, and he realized that this old bell ringer could not die at this time.

He must be kept, ringing the bell on time, and obtaining the necessary food every day. Even if you want to reconnect with An Jie'er, you must rely on this bell ringer.

However, how to control the bell ringer becomes a problem.

South looked coldly at the bell ringer who was moving his neck and stood up from the ground.

"Young man, you're so cruel. If the old man wasn't quite strong, he might not be able to get up. Treat an old man with gentleness!"

Souther ignored the bell ringer's words and suddenly asked:

"Are you a slave to the Jeff family?"

"Slave? No, no, Old Jack is not a slave. Old Jack is a warrior who has been on the battlefield, a warrior who has saved Viscount Jeff!"

South was delighted, but frowned.

"You saved Viscount Jeff, but he asked you to ring the bell for him? This doesn't seem to be a good reputation!"

The bell ringer scoffed at South's words of unfairness for him.

"Virus Jeff is a good man, a kind and kind man. If I were torn into the cesspool on the battlefield, if someone pulled me up, I would kick that man into the cesspool and drown him as soon as possible. It would be better that no second person would know about such a shameful thing!"

"Virus Jeff did not do this. Not only did he not kill me, but he also kept me by his side, allowing me to survive the war and then gave me this job, allowing me to eat and wear warmly. I am very satisfied and grateful, so I try not to communicate with the people in the mansion. The less I say, the less likely I will be to reveal this secret."

Souther really frowned. What he was afraid of was meeting a bell ringer who was loyal to Viscount Jeff.

"Then why did you tell me about this?"

The bell ringer said while starting to work in the bell tower:

"It's been kept in my heart for too long, and I always have to ask someone to talk about it. You, me, Viscount Jeff, are not from the same world. I'm not worried that you will tell someone else's room."

"I'm not a person from the same world? What does this mean? Am I living in another world?"

The bell ringer didn't know which gear the bell ringed, and the bell ringed in the bell tower.

"Of course, you are a person from the underground world and can never see the mouse in the sun. Naturally, you are not from the same world as us! We can all live in the sun and in the eyes of everyone, but you can't!"

The bell ringer stretched out a finger with a sense of superiority and pointed at South.
To be continued...