Chapter 16 Experiment, I don’t eat beef
No!
This problem must be clarified, otherwise it will seriously affect my ability to continue to gain entry points!
Jacaerys stroked his smooth chin, analyzing the execution of the twenty surrendered soldiers frame by frame in his mind.
Suddenly, an association with a certain number came to his mind.
This time, six people's entry points are missing...
And I remember that just now there were six surrendered soldiers kneeling on the ground crying and begging for mercy!
The more Jacaerys thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
He had made a rough estimate in his mind when he was counting the enemy and our own casualties.
Vermax burned five large warships in total, leaving behind nearly two hundred Velaryon soldiers.
At least six hundred enemy soldiers died directly or indirectly from its dragon flame.
Add to that the small fleet of warships from the Third Daughter Kingdom that were chasing and killing the fleeing enemy, and the most conservative estimate is that the number of enemies killed was two hundred.
This means at least eight thousand entry points.
But he actually only got more than 5,000 entry points.
Maybe... the definition of 'enemy' can be changed at any time!
As long as they lose their will to fight or no longer have hostility, they will no longer be considered my enemy?
Well, there's no point in thinking more.
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth!
Aren’t there four or five hundred experimental subjects now?
Jakaris still selected twenty surrendered soldiers in the second round.
But this time he temporarily excluded eight of the surrendered soldiers who were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
Hey!
The scorching dragon flames lit up the night sky, and Jakaris gained 120 attribute points.
In the third round, ten surrendered soldiers knelt down and begged for mercy, and received 100 entry points.
In the fourth round, fifteen surrendered soldiers knelt down and begged for mercy, earning 50 entry points.
In the fifth round, twenty surrendered soldiers knelt down and begged for mercy...
No entry points were obtained after all of them were burned to death.
The data from five rounds of experiments have fully proved Jacaris's conjecture.
However, the fighting spirit and hostility of the remaining 430-odd surrendered soldiers were completely destroyed during these rounds of experiments.
Jacaris originally wanted to continue the experiment and wanted to make these surrendered soldiers become "enemies" that could provide entry points again.
But Benilla stepped forward, took his hand, and whispered something to him.
Jacaerys looked around and saw that the Velaryon soldiers around the makeshift execution platform all had expressions of pity and fear on their faces.
To be honest, even if there is no such isolation as when playing games.
Jacaerys would show no mercy to these enemies.
There is a saying in the past life that goes, "He who kills will be killed!"
The moment these surrendered soldiers took up their butcher knives and joined the army of the Three Daughters Kingdom.
It is destined to have no good ending.
Maybe it’s human empathy at work!
If these surrendered soldiers were not burned to death by the dragon but killed by humans, they might be more able to accept it.
Jacaris, who suddenly lost interest in the experiment, immediately ordered Benilla to take over the follow-up work.
The day after the night raid, he rode away alone on his horse, Vermax.
……
The central area of the Stone Steps Archipelago, an unnamed island of the Pirate Alliance.
Wamond, who had not been abused in any way, was resting in his cell.
Suddenly, several pirates rushed in, tied him up tightly, and covered his head with a black cloth.
When he vaguely felt himself being carried onto a ship, Wamonde, feeling something was wrong, quickly shouted, "Where are we going?
We Velaryons are the wealthiest family in Westeros.
What do you want? A golden dragon? A beautiful woman?
Let me go, and I will definitely make sure you have plenty of food and clothing for the rest of your lives!"
No matter whether Vadmon was tempting or cursing, the people on the boat did not respond.
He just rowed the boat silently.
Bang!
After an unknown amount of time, Vademon was thrown heavily from the boat onto a beach.
Hearing the sound of the boat leaving, he struggled with his hands and found a dead shell in the beach.
Then he worked hard to cut the ropes that bound his hands. After his hands were free, Vademon immediately tore off the black cloth covering his head.
The glaring sunlight made him subconsciously raise his hands to block it.
The next second he realized that this action was unnecessary because a huge shadow enveloped him.
"Hey, I was planning to untie you a long time ago.
But seeing how hard you are struggling to save yourself, I won’t bother you any more!”
A familiar voice full of teasing sounded.
Having fully adapted to the strong light, Vademon immediately saw Jaccaris riding on the back of Vermax and looking down at him.
"Since you came here in person to redeem me, I will pretend that I didn't hear what you just said.
Take me back to Secret Steps Island!"
Wamond glanced around and found himself on an uninhabited island.
So he suppressed his anger and answered.
"Haha, redeem you? No no no.
Valmond Velaryon, you heard me!
It was me who used my grandfather's seal to issue you a false military order.
It was also me who sold the Queen Rhaenys to those pirates.
You should know why I do this, right? "
Upon hearing this, Jacaerys chuckled and directly pointed out what he had done.
Wamond was not a fool. After hearing this, his face turned pale instantly.
He swallowed nervously and asked in a trembling voice: "You want to kill me?
Why?
Is it just because I contradicted you before?"
“Why kill you?
Maybe it's the reason you just mentioned.
Maybe it's because you are too ugly and I don't like you!
Or maybe it’s because I don’t eat beef!”
call!
As Jakaris said this, Womacks seemed to sense his murderous intent.
The dragon's mouth, full of sharp teeth, came close to Waldmon, and the foul dragon's breath hit his face.
Pfft!
Vademont didn't know whether he was frightened or not, but his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
“Prince Jacaerys, please spare my life.
I was too stupid before. I always refuted your wise decisions and even questioned your background in private.
I swear to the Seven Gods that I will always be loyal to you!"
Hmm? No more hostility now?
No, how does this provide me with entry points?
Jacaerys saw this and after a moment's hesitation, he said provocatively, "Hey, Waldemon, you're actually right!
None of us three have a drop of Velaryon blood in our bodies.
But so what?
Xiaolu will become the Lord of Tides, Earl of Tidehead Island.
And I will use your Velaryon fleet and your family wealth to ascend the Iron Throne.
The rest of the Velaryon bloodline could survive.
But I will make sure that all of your descendants of Vadmon will die out through various accidents.
Becoming my enemy? This is what happens! "
Sure enough, Jacaris' words broke down Vamond's defense.
"A bastard son of a bitch! A demon despised by all gods!
Even if I fall into the seven levels of hell, I will curse you forever!"
Well, that's great! This state can provide me with entry points!
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!
Womacks, time for a snack!
Click!
Receiving orders through telepathic communication, Womacks opened his bloody mouth and bit forward.
The upper half of the body of the cursing Vamond instantly disappeared into its mouth.
[Entry Points +10]
PS: You should all know that I don’t eat beef! If you don’t know, you can search it.
(End of this chapter)