Chapter 134 Conspiracy

  Perhaps out of jealousy, or perhaps they truly disapproved of this matter, or maybe it was a combination of both, the knights took action without showing any mercy, dragging out all the soldiers involved and the Deep Chasm Witches. At first, the Deep Chasm Witches were still shouting loudly, trying to gain sympathy from the knights, but Lei Ze was watching, who dared to hide anything? The more the Deep Chasm Witches shouted, the heavier the knights' blows became, even pulling out whips to beat them mercilessly, although the Deep Chasm Witches didn't fear this treatment, the more they were beaten, the more excited they became. However, the atmosphere was not right, with a hint of impending slaughter, in the end, they also calmed down and sat together obediently.

  Guevara also came, but he was unclear about what had happened and just stood there watching coldly.

  Han Jin walked up to a soldier who was kneeling on both knees and took out something, saying softly: "Eat it."

  The soldier looked up at Jin, whose face was very calm and didn't reveal anything. After a while, he hesitantly took the package, slowly opened it, and inside there was a powder the size of a fingernail. As soon as he put his nose close to it, his head jerked back like he had been electrocuted: "What...what is this?"

  "Swallow it." Han Jin said in a tone that brooked no argument.

  The soldier looked at Leizhe, who was staring back with a murderous gaze. He shuddered all over, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to swallow the powder.

  He was really trying his best, but his body wouldn't listen to him. Suddenly, he let out a loud "whoa" and started vomiting. He vomited until there was nothing left but stomach acid, and still he couldn't stop dry-heaving.

  "This won't do." Han Jin raised his head: "You few come over, hold him down. Then feed this in." As he spoke, he took out another small paper package, then tore away as much of the excess paper as possible, leaving only a pea-sized ball of paper.

  Several knights rushed over, pinning the soldier down and pinching his nose shut. One of them forced a paper package into the soldier's mouth, then pulled out a leather pouch and pushed its opening in, squeezing it hard.

  He had swallowed half a waterskin and the soldier finally managed to get the paper package down his throat. He was vomiting and struggling, and he was close to fainting. A few knights loosened their grip on him, and he collapsed to the ground. His chest was still heaving, but his body was unable to move.

  Time was passing bit by bit, Han Jin and Lei Zhe were waiting patiently. Those knights and the soldiers who were waiting for punishment didn't understand what was going on, but the people above didn't make a sound. They could only watch quietly and wait.

  "Is it almost done? Is it effective?" Lei Zhe asked in a low voice after about half an hour.

  "Wait again." Han Jin replied.

  Guevara's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment. How far one can go on their own path depends on their overall quality, such as patience, insight, willpower, luck and so on. And Lei Zhe's patience is far from enough!

  It is said that people gather with their own kind and objects are divided into groups. Only those with similar personalities will appreciate and recognize each other. In terms of character, Conard's can be considered one in a million. But what does that matter? Gwavar only respected Conard's knightly demeanor but did not admire him. Otherwise, why would he abandon his only student and sneak into Black Raven Castle to assassinate Zagunede alone?

  If the teacher and student cooperate with each other, first seize the highest power of the Bait Alliance, and then send troops to conquer the Black Crow City, wouldn't it be more secure? The problem is that Conard Knights are not that kind of ambitious person. Gwala also knows his student's character, so he chose to leave quietly. He was very disappointed.

  He lived for over seventy years, more than half of which was spent in battles. His brother, the lord of Casa, owed more than half of his territory to him. Twenty years ago, he was the most dazzling general here, invincible and unparalleled. Even Zarghunede had to curry favor with him, while Disemark fled in fear, only daring to tremble in his own lair. He had experienced both glory and defeat, even losing everything. At this moment, Gwala had already come to a realization. He understood more clearly than anyone else what was needed to survive in this world!

  Different paths don't converge, so Guevara would take Han Jin and Lang Ning out separately to clearly express his views and opinions, letting them make their choices. As for the others, he knew those kids wouldn't agree with him anyway. Besides, he was over 70 years old; how many more years could he live? He didn't have time to teach each one individually, taking Konrad as his student, because what Konrad inherited were only his combat skills and military tactics, not his ideals or hopes!

  Why fight? Why have they been fighting for decades, killing each other on the battlefield? Not for slaughter, but because he and his brother had a grand vision to thoroughly end the chaotic situation and rebuild an empire that accommodates the entire continent! Although now looking back, he also admits that the means were too extreme, but that was because they felt anxious, hoping to see a unified Grand Duchy.

  If in dealing with the problem of disposing of hole-dwelling people, one is also hesitant and affected, and looks around before acting, this kind of decisiveness can at most make someone a lord, but it cannot carry his hopes!

  What comforted him was that the child named Lang Ning had a strong plasticity, he simply introduced the habits of the cave dwellers, analyzed the ambition of the deep-sea race, and Lang Ning immediately made a decision. Han Jin also expressed his support, "Then let's just kill them." Guevara clearly remembered Han Jin's calmness at that time, which made him extremely appreciative.

  Of course, he was not clear that Han Jin only treated the cave dwellers as a kind of low-level demon emitting filthy air. From the perspective of a cultivator, he did not mind going to slay demons and eliminate evil.

  Guevara's gaze turned to Jin, he was very interested, what did this young man want to do?

  It's almost an hour now, Leizhe raised his head and looked at the night sky, and asked softly: "Still no effect?"

  "You see for yourself." Han Jin revealed a bitter smile and sighed: "What a vicious plot!"

  Lei Zhe was stunned, his figure flashed, and he approached the soldier. Under the illumination of the torches, he clearly saw that a small black spot, like a needle tip, appeared on the soldier's face. Guevara's speed was faster, and he appeared beside the soldier first. When he saw all this, he suddenly raised his head: "What's going on?"

  "It's my fault, I was too careless." Han Jin sighed: "At that time, I felt strange, didn't you tell me that 100 Deep Abyss Demon Women could satisfy the desires of 10,000 soldiers? The army of Nuremberg is not large, but we caught more than 300 female demons, and the female demons hardly resisted. Unfortunately... At that time, I felt strange, but I didn't think too much about it."

  "Are you saying... it's a curse released by these Deep Abyss Witches?" Gwala asked.

  "Who else could it be? The touch of corruption... This kind of touch is really hard to defend against." Han Jin's gaze swept over the soldiers who had committed the crime: "Moreover, the curse shouldn't have acted up now. We should thank those Titan Devil Fruits! It was the Titan Devil Fruits that made the curse act up ahead of time. Otherwise, when we arrived at Black Crow City, the entire army would have collectively burst into a curse, how many people would be left alive? A few hundred? A few thousand? Hehe..."

  "What you just made him eat was Titan's Devil Fruit?"

  "Yes."

  Guevara took a deep breath, just now he still thought that Leiz was making a big deal out of nothing, soldiers doing this kind of thing is normal, if they don't do anything, it will only lead to trouble. Who would have thought that there was such a terrible conspiracy hidden here! So the front line's Rhein City should also have a large number of Deep Chasm Witches left behind, Zagunede was able to dissolve an entire legion with just the Deep Chasm Witches alone, at least they won't have the strength to attack Black Crow City again.

  "General, you... are you saying we've all been cursed?" a soldier asked, trembling.

  Lei Zhe gave the soldier a cold look, but didn't say anything.

  The soldier suddenly jumped up from the ground, roaring and charging towards the group of deep abyssal demon women. The remaining soldiers also stood up one after another. At this moment, a burst of flames suddenly shot out from Han Jin's hand, hitting the back of that soldier. With a loud bang, the soldier turned into a fireball, rolling to the ground, struggling and screaming non-stop.

  "Everyone sit down!" Han Jin shouted loudly.

  The knights also reacted, holding up their spears and coldly observing the soldiers in front of them. The soldiers stood still for a moment before collapsing to the ground, each face turning deathly pale.

  "Really, General, sir... You... What you're saying is true?" a knight suddenly asked in a trembling voice.

  "Who?" Leizhe turned halfway around, looking at the knight.

  "General!" The knight wailed, rolling off his warhorse and kneeling on the ground... Lei Zhe was so angry that his whole body was trembling slightly, then he suddenly pointed at those deep abyss demon women: "Bring them all to me..."

  Lei Zhe's words were not yet finished, when Han Jin had already grabbed Lei Zhe's arm and slowly shook his head: "What is most important for us now is to find a way to lift the curse, rather than venting our anger with slaughter."

  "Lift the curse?" Lei Zhe suddenly came to his senses and looked around.

  "I've spoken to Paul a few times, he's a straight shooter, even he couldn't control himself, cursed, what about the other generals? Can you guarantee how many people are okay? What about the other squadron leaders and team leaders?" Han Jin said slowly: "Now, the entire prisoner of war camp must be sealed off, only entry is allowed, no exit! No one can go out! If this news spreads outside, the whole army will be in chaos."

  "Alright." Lei Zhe nodded vigorously: "What's next?"

  "Don't worry." Han Jin smiled and said, "Whoever tied the knot must be the one to untie it!" After finishing speaking, he walked slowly towards those deep valley demon women. Those deep valley demon women looked very tense, their eyes revealing a confused expression, as if they didn't know what was happening here or understand what they were saying earlier. Han Jin's heart suddenly sank, if one demon woman was good at acting, it would be normal, but hundreds of demon women all showing the same expression seemed a bit strange. Did they really not know what they had done? (To be continued)