Chapter 829: Rebellion

Looking at the pile of gold on the table, Adair's eyes were straight.

"This gold is worth 200 million francs."

Vivian made a "please" gesture towards the pile of gold.

"This money is enough for you and your wife to spend the rest of your life in the Britannia Empire in a stable and luxurious way."

200 million francs - this is a huge sum that Adair can't save even if he doesn't eat or drink every day, doesn't spend a penny every day, and works until he dies.

Looking at the pile of gold on the table, Adair swallowed hard.

And Vivian continued at this time:

"This spring, we will launch a large-scale counterattack against the Holy Xilan Empire."

"Offensive code name - 'Aurora'."

"We will fight until we can see the Aurora in the Holy Xilan Empire."

Having said this, Vivian stopped talking.

She knew that Adair, who could get the position of a first-class general, would not be a fool. She only needed to say so much, and Adair would understand the purpose of her coming to him this time.

After listening to what Vivian just said, Adair pursed his lips.

"... Do you want to turn me against you, let me be your insider, and help you capture the Chubol Fortress from the inside?"

"Yes." Vivian nodded with a smile, and readily agreed, "As long as you can surrender to us, we will help you teach your colleagues a lesson, and also help you get your wife back, and all the money will belong to you."

"After the battle is over, you can stay in our army, or you can retire directly and use this money to live a stable and prosperous life."

After that, Vivian fell silent again, quietly waiting for Adair's answer.

Adair buried his head low, and his face without any expression made it impossible to see what he was thinking at this time.

After a long while, Adair finally said in a deep voice:

"...You are so brave that you dare to break into my house alone to incite me to rebel."

"Aren't you afraid that I am a loyal minister of the Holy Xilan Empire and will kill you?"

As soon as Adair finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on Vivian's face.

"If I were timid and afraid of death, I would not take on this task of inciting you to rebel."

"Your Excellency has always been bullied by the people of this country."

"Bullyed by your colleagues."

"Bullyed by the nobles of the country you have always sworn to defend."

"If your Excellency has been bullied like this, but you still have strong loyalty to this country that has been hurting you, then your Excellency is really an unprecedented loyal minister."

"It is my honor to die at the hands of a loyal minister like you."

After saying that, Vivian leaned over, picked up the dagger that Adair had just thrown on the ground, and then stuffed it back into Adair's palm.

"Kill me and continue to live this miserable life."

"Or cooperate with us, teach those who have been discriminating and bullying you a lesson, take your wife back, and then use the money to live a new life in the Britannia Empire."

"Make the choice you think is right."

Vivian helped Adair hold the dagger in his hand tightly, and then stared at Adair quietly, waiting for Adair's decision.

Adair looked at the dagger in his hand that was flashing with cold light.

Then he looked at the gold that was shining with golden light beside him.

The confusion and pain on his face were visible to the naked eye.

Adair closed his eyes.

Then he slowly raised the dagger in his hand.

The tip of the sword flashing with cold light pointed directly at Vivian...

Then——

The sharp tip of the sword picked up the air and stabbed rapidly towards Vivian's brow.

The dagger stopped when it was only half a finger away from Vivian's brow.

Whether Adair started to raise the dagger in his hand or stabbed Vivian with it, Vivian's eyes never blinked from beginning to end.

She stared at Adair with a calm gaze.

"Hu... Hu... Hu..."

It was just raising the dagger and stabbing Vivian, but such a simple action seemed to drain all the strength from Adair.

Adair bent his waist and panted.

Then, he threw the dagger away again.

"...Your name is Vivian? Right? You are really amazing..."

"My dagger is almost piercing your head, but you still remain calm... You didn't even blink..."

"I kind of understand why your superiors would send a little girl like you to incite me..."

"Your courage and determination are undeniable."

"With your courage and determination, it may only be a matter of time before you become a big shot in the Britannia Empire..."

"Sir Adair, you are too kind." Vivian smiled modestly at Adair.

"...Can I think about this again?"

Adair's tone was full of fatigue.

"Betraying one's own country... This is not a trivial matter that can be decided casually. Can you give me a little more time to think about it...?"

"Of course."

Faced with Adair's request, Vivian agreed very readily.

While Vivian stood up from the chair, she took out a letter from her waist.

"This is a handwritten letter from the leader of our Knights of Michael."

"The leader of the Knights of Michael... Su Cheng who destroyed one-third of our Holy Hilan Empire's land forces..." Adair muttered as he took the letter handed over by Vivian.

"Then - I'll take my leave first."

Vivian wrapped the pile of gold in cloth again and said:

"When you have thought it over, come to the grove west of Chubol Fortress in the middle of the night to find us."

"When you go to the grove west of Chubol Fortress, our people will come to pick you up."

"Please take the time to think about it carefully."

"After all, this is the only way you can change your life at the moment."

"Whether to continue living this kind of cowardly life that is laughed at by people, or to risk your life to live a new and more hopeful life - it depends on your choice."

"This is our gift for meeting you."

After that, Vivian put a stack of Holy Hilan Empire banknotes on Adair's desk.

"Then - goodbye."

Vivian pushed open the door of Adair's house and left Adair's house with the pile of gold.

Adair looked around at the quiet surroundings and the stack of banknotes that Vivian had just placed on the table.

For some reason, Adair always had the illusion that everything that had just happened was like a dream.

But the stack of banknotes that Vivian had just placed on the table clearly told Adair: everything that had just happened was not a dream.

Someone from the Britannia Empire had really come to him and wanted to incite him to revolt.

And now there was really an opportunity in front of him that could change his current life.