Chapter 114 (1/2)

”I don't have any contact with those rebel thugs. I'm just an insider of course.” Angie Bena's way was straight and vigorous.

”Is it worth it?” After a long silence, Sean asked.

Sean didn't ask Angie Beina why.

Because he knew for a long time that Angela hated Duke Borg.

And because she didn't want to hear the answer she didn't like from her mouth, she destroyed her image in her mind.

Sean knew that most of the answers to this question were not good and most meaningless.

”Worth it!” Angela replied decisively, apparently knowing what he was asking.

”There was a root problem in the policy of the Mayu army leader, when the whole Byron union was on the road to the liberation of slaves. On the contrary, he embarked on a road dominated by slave trade. This ideology is anti human and anti social development. ”

”If it is to be changed by means of political change, it will take at least a few decades, or even a hundred years, because my great and headstrong father will never admit that his decision was wrong. Any voice of opposition will be brutally suppressed by him. Without exception, those who have vested interests are also the greatest resistance to political change.”

”It is better to stir up the whole situation and revive ourselves. At that time, we will see a new leader of the Mayu army. There will be no more Byron and Andes, no more slaves and masters.”

Angabena was as calm as ever, and her voice did not change much. However, her eyes twinkled, as if the whole person was shining with a layer of crystal light, which was quite different from usual. This was a fanatical burst out from the heart.

”It will cost too much.” Sean sighed.

Throughout history, any uprising against tyranny is a devastating riot, with casualties far above the conventional war, because there are too many people involved.

If we say that Shaun's fire in Bastille brought turmoil and war to the leader of Manyu, it was a war of the upper class.

So today's big fire in the arena is a war at the bottom. It can be predicted that if it is not ”who dares to!” Clifford pressed his sword with one hand and looked around him with a fierce air.