Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 32: Desperate

"Yin... the people from the lower city attacked our law enforcement officers."

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Marcos finally spoke with a dry voice.

The pair of eyes he was looking at Grayson was exuding helplessness.

Marcos' tone also showed that he needed help.

"Two little girls with incredible fighting skills defeated seventeen law enforcement officers including me."

He whispered: "Without the help of other people from the bottom city, just the two of them, we are vulnerable..."

Grayson did not respond.

Marcus then continued his voice: "The people from the bottom city snatched everything from us, and made us run back with little cloth strips."

Facing Grayson's gaze without a face, Marcus lowered his head slightly.

His eyes straightened slightly, staring at the metal railing inserted into the ground and said: "In ten minutes or so, it will be time for assembly, and I will lead a team of 100 people to the lower city again. All rebels."

Slight and trembling inhalation sounded slowly.

Grayson's chest slowly rose and fell, and she finally spoke.

"Why..."

Without the expected reprimand and anger, Grayson's tone was very calm: "Marcus, is it because of your arrogance?"

"I..."

Marcos was speechless, he couldn't say it was because he was bribed.

And Grayson didn't expect Marcus' answer either.

She sighed weakly: "Marcos, once the dispute is provoked, it will be endless."

Greyson stared at Marcos, who couldn't hide what to do, and her tone finally showed sadness: "Look, because of your insistence, you will take a hundred innocent companions there to die."

"Marcus!"

Grayson closed his eyes in disbelief: "Have you... thought about the safety of those people, have you thought about their families? Everyone, you have to pay for your stubbornness and impulsiveness!"

"This...no!"

Marcus took a step forward in confusion.

He raised his right hand and clenched the railing tightly. He hurriedly retorted to Grayson: "We are fully armed! The council has approved us to use heavy firepower! Facing the unarmed townspeople! Our hundred people are strong Fortress!!"

"No..."

Grayson opened his eyes and shook his head.

She sadly made a point: "As you can see, I have a pretty good relationship with Van der, so I know some unknown information."

"You know? The people of the bottom city are not without weapons, they have them!"

Grayson shouted in a low voice: "Marcos! Look up at me!"

When the other party heard the order and looked at each other, she said in a concentrated voice: "Remember what I said next! There may be a slight possibility to save you!"

"You...please tell me!" Marcos' voice trembled slightly.

"Don't cause unnecessary killing!"

Greyson said very seriously: "At the beginning, Van der just gathered people from the black alley, and they went to attack the bridge unarmed! Yes! We won! But why didn't anyone order us to continue the pursuit?!"

Without waiting for Marcus to ask, Grayson asked himself and answered: "It's because of those alchemy barons!"

She stood up.

Walking slowly to the railing, Grayson warned Marcus through the railing: "The alchemy barons in the middle did not participate in that dispute! They were just planning to reap the fruits of the battle!"

"Fandre has won, and the Alchemy Baron will rush out of the bottom city like a hyena to devour the benefits!"

"If Vander fails! But their alchemy barons have nothing to lose!"

"Their forces are still intact! They still hold weapons that can protect themselves! People have to pay a great price to take them down!"

He stretched out his hand over the railing and pinched Marcos' shoulder.

Greyson's voice became low: "Although their baron titles are self-proclaimed! But their style is the same as our nobles here! If someone moves their interests! Then they will face their cruel blows !”

"So remember! Don't mess with them!"

"Can..."

Marcos was even more anxious: "But what should I do?!"

"Try to avoid killing!"

Greyson lowered his voice: "Once a large-scale killing is triggered in the bottom city, those alchemy barons will definitely not be able to sit still!"

She solemnly taught: "This time it's not the people from the bottom city rushing to the bridge! It's us who led the invasion! This has already touched the interests of those alchemy barons!"

Speaking of this, Grayson suddenly sighed.

She withdrew her hand and took a weak step back, shaking her head and lamenting: "But what's the use of me saying this?"

"How...how?" Marcus was confused.

Hearing this, Grayson looked at the other party again, as if she was looking at the body of a sacrificed colleague.

It wasn't until Marcos was terrified that Grayson said weakly: "Because things are out of your control..."

"Marcos, you have never faced a war."

"Once stepping into that atmosphere, people's emotions will be out of control under oppression!"

While backing back to the bed, Grayson said desperately: "Even if you get my reminder and try to restrain yourself, others won't."

"Any small stimulus will cause your colleagues to fire out of control, and no one will listen to your orders! Or, they can't hear them."

Boom!

Sitting back on the bed limply, Grayson supported his drooping forehead with both hands.

"War... is inevitable..."

After the murmur, Grayson seemed to have completely lost the strength to speak.

Outside the prison, Marcus' body was already shaking.

His right arm holding the railing kept trembling, and he hated his ignorance in his heart!

The atmosphere became dead silent.

It was not until the assembly whistle sounded outside that Marcos seemed to come back suddenly.

He shouted excitedly: "Sheriff!! What should I do?!"

Greyson looked up.

She opened her mouth, but in the end she could only say in her hoarse voice: "Before things get completely out of control, try to find Vander!"

Hearing this, Marcos became even more desperate.

Thinking back to the taunting I made of Vandel in the bar, and how domineering I was at the time.

Marcus is about to completely collapse!

He didn't think at all that Van der would help him!

Listening to the faint voice of the assembly report coming from outside~IndoMTL.com~Marcos has a lot to say but can't say anything.

He could only rush to gather in a daze.

But his footsteps are getting heavier and heavier!

Listening to the slogan of counting the number, Marcos felt that every counting was like a human life!

One after another, the human lives on his shoulders were constantly pressurized!

He can't afford it!

In a trance, Marcos didn't know how he got back to the playground.

He numbly walked to the front of the team, followed the orders like a puppet and led the team to set off...

Thanks to the two friends of 'About my nickname is really important' and 'Taishang Daozhu' for their support again!

(End of this chapter)