"In that case, I'll have to use coercive measures against you."
Schunezel stared at Zhong Tu for a long time, and said in a light voice with the same expression and posture.
On the contrary, the expression of old Huttenfeld on the side changed slightly, and then he calmed down, and he didn't know what he was thinking at that moment just now.
"Just those soldiers outside," Zhong Tu sneered, and asked rhetorically full of mockery.
"It's not just them."
As the words fell, one side of the wall next to the office suddenly cracked, like the secret door of the wall that is common in ancient castles in film and television dramas, rotated to one side, and finally closed tightly, revealing a man with a cold face from the other side of the wall.
Dressed in Britannian costume, with a thin sword pinned to his waist, he looks like an armed knight.
Of course, he is also a knight.
Although he is not one of the strongest Twelve Knights of the Round Table in the Empire, he is also one of the top few under the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, and he belongs to the powerful people who can replace him as long as there is a vacancy, otherwise how can he become the guardian knight that Honezel trusts That's too much of a match for his setting.
"Knight, it's a pity that it's not enough."
Zhong Tu glanced at the other party in his thirties, he looked very cold and hard, and his skin was not fair, so that it was very inconsistent with the white and handsome image of ordinary aristocratic knights, but there was a kind of atmosphere of a man in the army, coupled with a solemn atmosphere that anyone could feel, it was obvious that he was a guy who walked on the battlefield, not the kind of guy who looked like he looked on the outside, but in fact, Mao was not a nominal knight.
"To the point."
The knight's expression remained unchanged, his right hand rested on the sword at his waist, staring at Zhong Tu and said lightly.
Looking at this posture, he is preparing to really use force against him.
"Are you sure?"
asked Zhong Tu, retracting his gaze and looking at the solidified Shonezel who remained in his original position.
"For the safety of the Empire."
As soon as the words fell, the knight jerked out the long sword at his waist, and the long sword rubbed against the scabbard with a crisp sound.
But before the sound could be completely dispersed, the knight attacked with his sword, and a slender electric light had already hit the knight again, and the powerful arc exploded, forming a powerful impact, and the knight was bounced out in an instant.
"Bang" The knight slammed into the wall beside old Huttenfeld, fell hard, closed his eyes, and passed out.
In an instant, the pupils of Shunezel shrank, and his eyes completely froze.
Old Huttenfeld's expression also changed, and he finally understood what the bad premonition that had been in his heart since the meeting yesterday was for.
It turned out that he was afraid of Zhong Tu's mystery, but he never thought that Zhong Tu's mystery had reached such a point, and he had mastered extraordinary power, no wonder he was always fearless even when facing himself and His Royal Highness Shunezel.
Then he didn't hesitate, and immediately pressed the guard bell on the inside of the desk.
However, when the palm of the hand was about to touch the button, it involuntarily stopped.
It wasn't his own volition, but at this moment, Honezel suddenly found that he had lost control of his body.
Even though he was conscious now, his body from the neck down was completely disconnected from his brain, like a stiff piece of flesh, and he didn't get the slightest feedback.
"What did you talk nonsense with you for so long as I entered the door," Zhong Tu chuckled, looking at the Schunezel with a little panic and panic in his eyes, and said calmly.
"Zhong Tu, do you know what you are doing, this is His Royal Highness Xiu Nezer, the prime minister of the Britannian Empire, if something happens to him, no matter how far you flee in the future, you will not be able to escape the sanctions of the empire, do you want to live that kind of precarious life in the future" Seeing this, the old Huttenfeld on the side couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore, and hurriedly stepped forward to half-block Xiu Nezer's body, glared at Zhong Tu and said loudly.
On the one hand, it is really persuasion, and on the other hand, it is to use this to spread the sound outside the house, so as to arouse the alarm of the soldiers outside the door, and then come in to help them.
It's just a pity that he had a good idea, but he used the wrong object.
Is it true that all his nonsense at the beginning was in vain?
"Don't waste your efforts there.
This space has long been covered by me with a sound-absorbing force field, except for us in the house, the sound in this room will not even spread at all, you still honestly stay aside, watch me act as well, otherwise I can only be ruthless, endure Karen's resentment, and replace you. ” Saying that, Zhong Tu shook his head, didn't care about the old Huetinfeld, who was old and frail and had no threat at all, he directly thought about it, took out several groups of nanomachines, and then made a high-fidelity combat robot of the Schunezel model in front of old Huttenfeld and the body that couldn't move.
In this way, as long as the replacement is successful, then after District 11, half of the people of Britannia, especially the military, will fall into his wing After all, Schunezel was the prime minister of the empire, and he was much more prestigious than the third prince, Clovis, who only had supreme power in the 11th district, and the equipment orders issued by him were strictly carried out by the armies and regions under his control, or by the people who depended on him.
A moment later, a pseudo-Shonezel that looked exactly like Shonezel appeared in front of old Huettenfeld and Shonezel, and their eyes widened as if they were ghosts.
"You, you, what do you want to do" Old Huttenfeld, who was completely frightened, could no longer hold back the fear and panic in his heart, pointed to Zhong Tu and Pseudo-Xiu Nazel, and asked in a trembling voice.
"Isn't this obvious, naturally it's a tanuki for the crown prince, and use it to replace our Highness Shunesel."
As he spoke, Zhong Tu handed a neural connection device and a space bracelet containing a certain amount of Tuzhen's potion and nanomachine group to the pseudo-Xiu Nezel, and then the latter took it forward, and under the frightened and unresistable gaze of old Huttenfeld, he brought the nerve connection device to the Zhen Xiu Nezaire, who was also unable to resist, and then took out the Tuzhen 'potion' and injected it into the body of the real Xiu Nezel.
Suddenly, the pupils of Honezel's eyes twitched, and the pupils spread imperceptibly.
It's just that the pseudo-Shonezel didn't ask immediately, but took out a simple life-support device from the space bracelet and put it on Shonezel's body again, and then the radio wave moved and put Shonezel away.
Anyway, Honezel has been injected with a spitting potion, equipped with a neural connection device, and can communicate with high-fidelity combat robots on a quantum scale, so the interrogation or something can completely ignore the limitations of the venue, and directly disguise and interrogate in this way.
It's so convenient that I don't have friends.
Then there was the knight, who was replaced by Zhong Tu in the same way, and finally only Zhong Tu and old Huettenfeld were left in the whole room
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