I was overwhelmed by the majestic and towering overnight city.

Looking at the overnight city standing in the outer peripheral area of ​​Tokyo.

They naturally felt that the military power of the overnight city was scary.

but--

"Even so...you can use a more peaceful way..."

Sakura Fen's lips were clenched. Although what the other party said was partly true, Sheng Tianzi still wanted to express his negative thoughts.

If you don't know the depth, take the initiative to attack.

This is too much of a sergeant's life as a trifling matter.

and...

how to say.

Maybe it's intuition.

Sheng Tianzi always felt that An Yi was not the kind of villain who wanted to conquer the world and destroy other countries at every turn.

"Too naive, my lord Shengtianzi."

The idea of ​​​​Shengtianzi was not recognized by Tiantong Kikunojo.

Although the old face remained calm, one could still see the bottomless sinister feeling in his eyes.

"An Yi has been gathering the sons of the curse. According to our investigation, the number of sons of the curse in the overnight city has exceeded [-] to [-]. It can be said that the number of the sons of the curse in the outer area of ​​Tokyo has basically been gathered by him."

Squinting his eyes, Tendo Kikunojo asked the Shengtianzi in front of him: "Do you know what this concept is? Master Shengtianzi...?"

"...[-] to [-] cursed sons...?"

The slender and beautiful eyebrows were subconsciously frowned, and Sheng Tianzi raised his glazed eyes.

"Could it be that you think that the reason why An Yi gathered the son of the curse is to train him to be a soldier..."

"Not bad!"

Tendo Kikunojo's expression was still neither humble nor overbearing, but his voice was clearly excited.

"In the current defense battle against the gastroenteric creatures, the son of the curse is undoubtedly the main combat force, even if it is fighting against humans."

Possesses the power enhanced by the original enterovirus.

Ordinary firearms can't kill the body at all.

Even if the skin is cut by a knife, it can be restored with its strong vitality.

Whether it's jumping ability, dynamic vision or combat strength.

An ordinary son of the curse, as long as he has undergone professional training, he can stand up to the most elite soldiers of more than ten years.

Although Tendo Kikunojo is unwilling to admit it, the current son of the curse is indeed the most powerful weapon against intestinal organisms and human wars.

"Here, the reason why An Yi took the initiative to gather the sons of the curse is already obvious. It is his purpose to train those sons of the curse as soldiers."

Tendo Kikunojo looked at the holy emperor in front of him, and slowly said the reason.

Think about it.

An army of [-] to [-] sons of the curse.

This is equivalent to [-] to [-] gastroenteric organisms that are not affected by the magnetic field of the monolith directly invaded Tokyo.

Moreover, these [-] gastrula creatures even have a certain degree of intelligence and can listen to orders.

Such a powerful force.

It has been able to fully affect the battle situation.

Listening to Tiantong Kikunojo's series of analysis, thoughts surged in Sheng Tianzi's heart.

After a long while, Sheng Tianzi said in a deep voice: "I don't think An Yi will train those innocent children as soldiers..."

comfortable...

Flashback to being surrounded by sons of the curse.

There were even several mischievous sons of the curse hanging on An Yi like koalas, and An Yi didn't show the slightest sign of getting angry...

Although it is possible.

But the Holy Son still feels that such a person...

Those children should not be trained as soldiers.

The key is...

The lives of soldiers in the Tokyo area matter.

She couldn't attack just because of Tendo Kikunojo's speculation.

But Sheng Tianzi's words were only halfway through, and he was mercilessly interrupted by Tiantong Kikunojo.

"Aren't you training as a soldier?"

Tentong Kikunojo looked at Sheng Tianzi, and felt that the other party was only 16 years old, and he still had little experience in politics.

"With all due respect, Lord Shengtianzi, if they weren't trained as soldiers, why did An Yi provide shelter for those red eyes? Food? Clothes?"

Could it be that the resources in An Yi's hands were brought by the strong wind?

Why did he have to spend these resources on a group of short-lived red eyes?

You must know that even if you don't use your own abilities, the gastritis virus will continue to erode the bodies of these cursed children.

In addition to the residual value used in war, the son of the curse is considered a one-time use item in the eyes of politicians in many countries.

After all, sooner or later, they will become gastroenteric monsters.

Why does An Yi bother about a guy who is going to turn into a monster sooner or later?

Doesn't anyone really think that he is the savior who can save many cursed children?

This reason is too stupid, and it is impossible to do it.

So An Yi gathered so many sons of the curse, he must want to attack the Tokyo area!

That is for sure!

Therefore, it is necessary to recharge your energy and recharge your batteries before doing anything at ease.

Let them attack first!

"Here are the signatures of the heads of the major defense areas in the Tokyo area, and they have all made their decisions."

After saying the above words, Tendo Kikunojo took out a signed report: "The situation is urgent, Mr. Shengtianzi."

"..." Holy Son of Heaven.

Looking at the densely packed military signatures in front of him expressing their agreement to launch an attack.

The Holy Son clenched his fists.

These guys have already made all these decisions behind her back.

But he still has to hypocritically come up to ask his own opinion.

"You have already made a decision, why do you still come here to ask my opinion? Your Excellency Tendo?"

The meaning in Shengtianzi's words was very sharp, and his eyes were looking directly at Tiantong Kikunojo in front of him, but his voice had an inexplicably powerless and desolate feeling.

As a vase, she can only issue such weak questions.

Facing the inquiry of the Holy Emperor, Tendo Kikunojo's expression was very calm.

He lowered his head, bowed, and replied flatly, "Because you are the Holy Son of Heaven."

Yes.

Because the Holy Son of Heaven is the highest leader of this country.

Even if it is reduced to a vase.

This feeling is like the feeling between the emperor and the prime minister of Japan before the end.

As the prime minister, Tendo Kikunojo can respect the Holy Emperor, and even say a word of long live the Holy Emperor, and assist her in handling government affairs.

But the Holy Son of Heaven does not have the slightest right to intervene in major events.

"Then, we are being rude. I hope that the Holy Son of Heaven can sign and agree with our decision before tomorrow."

When it comes to here.

Tendo Kikunojo took a step back, lowered his head, and led a group of senior officials of the Tokyo government to leave the office of the emperor.

The fingers of the Holy Son of Heaven, wearing pure white gloves, are holding the pen in his hand, holding it tighter and tighter——

"My lord..."

Shirakawa Yuki, who kept his head down and didn't dare to make any sound, opened his mouth and looked at the awe-inspiring girl with amazing beauty in front of him.

She didn't know how to comfort the Holy Son of Heaven in front of her.

After all, she was at best a personal maid.

"Miss Baihe, you go out first. I want to be alone for a while."

Although still a smiling saint.

But Shirakawa Youxi could also tell that the other party was exhausted physically and mentally.

Shirakawa Youxi took two steps back.

Standing helplessly outside the room.

After a while, she heard a heavy and sad sigh coming from the room.

Even now.

The Holy Son of Heaven still didn't cry out.

As the country's top leader, she shed the tears that should have been shed long before she took office.

Even in the face of so many death threats, she can still maintain a dignified and calm attitude.

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