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Chapter 63 On the same ship! The first exercise of the Revolutionary Army in the West Sea!

Liszt's words brought Robin's thoughts back to the dining table, and she was not surprised by Liszt's invitation.

This man named Liszt, who tried his best to show his sincerity, wouldn't he just want to have dinner with her, right?

In that way, she was more suspicious of his purpose. Now that Liszt made a request, she felt relieved.

At least, she will not be in danger of life until the other party takes advantage of her.

Robin has been invited by many people and organizations, who want to use her to accomplish something and then betray her.

Just in time, she also wants to use them to achieve her goals, and she will be prepared before they betray them and take action first.

Now, she felt the pressure. The other party's strength was completely different from those before!

But thinking about the current situation, Robin took a deep breath and asked, "You?"

“Arkham Work Club!”

Robin's mind was spinning rapidly, and he didn't find any information about "Arkham Work Club". She asked calmly: "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"The Devil's Curse!"

Liszt smiled and said, "Are the devil? People are actually more terrifying than the devil!"

Daz Bonis woke up and was lying on the bed, wrapped in bandages. He sat up, glanced at the room, and looked at the door vigilantly. The door was pushed open, and the person who came in was Sheriff Billy with herbs wrapped in herbs. Last night, Old Billy punched him unconscious, and he was worthy of being his own father.

"Are you awake?" Sheriff Billy said, holding a bowl of hot soup, "This is medicine, drink it!"

Sheriff Billy's attitude is quite polite. After all, Daz Bonis is a bounty hunter, not a pirate or a Mafia.

"Did you save me? Thank you!" Daz Bonis said with a cold face after returning from memory.

"No, it was sent by a man in a windbreaker."

Daz Bonis was stunned for a moment, after drinking the medicine, he got out of bed and said, "I'm leaving."

"The wound on your body..."

Before Sheriff Billy finished speaking, Daz Bonis had already jumped out of the window and disappeared on the road in a few steps.

Daz Bonis walked around the ruins.

"Did that woman take Robin away?"

He touched his palm to his chest, and the wound was ached faintly. Since he had eaten the quick cut fruit, he was injured by a swordsman for the first time.

...

"Hmm? Someone seriously injured Mr.4, took Nicole Robin, the Revolutionary Army, or someone else?"

With his back against the sofa, veins appeared on Sha Klokdal's forehead. He had a cigar in his mouth and a big back. He had a long and broken scar on his face. He had earrings with earrings on his right ear and a gold hook on his left hand. He was like a godfather, wearing a black fur coat, full of style.

Mr.4's strength is still recognized by Clockdal. In time, he will become the fastest knife under his command. Unfortunately, he failed. The failure of the mission means that there is no value, and the valueless person... Well, let's give him another chance!

Under the blue sky, sailing boats are sailing in the breeze. This is a small Calavere sailing boat.

Boat, round table.

Robin opened the newspaper sent by the newsbird.

"Shocked! The minister of the Kingdom of Ilicia rebelled!"

"Shocking! The revolutionary army attacked the Kingdom of Ilicia!"

Open today's news newspapers in the West Sea, the front page headlines are all about the revolutionary wars that broke out in the Kingdom of Ilicia.

This war actually broke out half a month ago, but it was not until today that news came out.

"Revolutionary Army?"

Liszt, holding two cups of coffee, came over to Robin, caught a glimpse of the news, asked, and sat down on the chair opposite.

Below, beside the mast, Guina was conducting daily training and sweating profusely.

"Thank you!" Robin said politely.

"You're welcome!"

Liszt took the newspaper too much, looked at it for a while, and shook his head.

Robin kept paying attention and observing Liszt to determine what kind of person he was so that he could deal with it. Seeing this, he asked tentatively: "You seem to be familiar with the Revolutionary Army?"

"There are business dealings!" Liszt put down the newspaper and took a sip of coffee. Xihai's coffee is as famous as the gangster, and there is also wine.

"What do you think of the Revolutionary Army?" Liszt looked at Robin, her whole body exuded an intellectual and elegant atmosphere.

Her skin is as fair as snow, her short hair is on her shoulders, her bangs look green, her red and black eyes are filled with wisdom, her delicate nose bridge, and her lips are slightly pursed, which seems to be smiling, giving people an inexplicable sense of intimacy, but a smile is just her cover-up, her way of living, and she has superb social means.

Robin pondered for a moment and said, "Fight for freedom, intending to overthrow the rule of the Tianlong people who dominate the world government."

Lister heard Robin's caution and smiled.

"In front of me, you can say what you want to say without being so restrained. Freedom, equality, and the slogans of the Revolutionary Army are indeed very contagious. Those oppressed people and those who cannot survive will fight for it. There is no doubt that the Revolutionary Army will be the primary enemy of the future world government, but can the Revolutionary Army definitely bring happiness to people?"

Lister took a sip of coffee to moisten his throat, observed Robin's expression, and sorted out his thoughts, saying: "The Revolutionary Army is actually a loose organization. The cadres led by Dorag are spreading ideas of freedom and equality everywhere, calling on oppressed people from all countries to rise and resist, but what if they succeed?"

"Who will rule, slaves, civilians, or nobles? The new ruler will definitely be able to govern the country well? The new country is still a tyrant dictator, aristocratic parliamentary system, or another political system? What is the difference between the aristocratic parliamentary system and now? It's just that the throne has been overturned and a group of people has been replaced. Sorry, I haven't seen any other political system now!"

In fact, until seven years later, when the Civil War broke out in Alabama, the Revolutionary Army did not solve this problem.

Can just shouting slogans and overthrowing the top leaders really change the world?

Think about the people in the desert area that are still in dire straits!

For democracy and freedom, overthrow the dictatorial tyrant, we will usher in a hellish chaotic war, and at most it will be replaced by another tyrant.

Robin couldn't help but sit up straight and listen carefully.

"I think the Revolutionary Army is more like a group of idealists. I don't deny idealism, but ideals are rooted in reality. News reports, the Ilician Kingdom incident, the Revolutionary Army instigated the Kingdom ministers and separatisted the military city of Beionca. It can be seen that this was an attempt by the Revolutionary Army, but I don't think it will succeed."

"Why?" Robin asked.

"Thought!"

"Thought?"

"The revolutionary army used the West Sea as its first place, and it was indeed carefully considered. As far as I can see, some kingdoms in the West Sea have many internal contradictions, aristocrats, civilian class opposition, and bandit gangs are rampant, which makes the West Sea far more chaotic than the other three seas. People's lives are almost the same, not to mention dire straits, but I have not seen any changes in my thoughts."

"What thought?" Robin couldn't help asking.

Lister smiled slightly and said, "This is exactly what I am looking for. I hope there are more people looking for with me."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he's just a liar." Guina walked up, picked up the Dum juice on the table, and ruthlessly exposed Liszt's true face.
Chapter completed!
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