Joshua believes in the guess of No. 3.

Miss Artificial Intelligence originally did not say "doubt", "maybe", "maybe". There were very few processes in her calculation logic in ambiguous intermediate state, almost nothing, but because of her long-term contact with humans, No. 3 learned to use these words, but this does not mean that her logic has changed.

Her suspicion and speculation are actually 100% certain, and euphemistic statements cannot change the facts.

"Diet?"

Gioshuya turned his head, and he looked at the west of the main city of Moldavia with some trance, staring at the mansion where Alfonso Carlos lived: "It's been two years since he said that."

It has been two years since he traveled to this world. In the past two years, he has changed many things and the fate of many people. Although Joshua did not deliberately protect or protect anything, there were very few people who died for no reason because of him, and it can even be said that there were almost no one. Alfonso may be the first one.

Two years was not long. The warrior still remembered the middle-aged businessman who gave him a kind reminder on that winter day when the first snow fell. Alfonso had good qualities, ambition, courage, decisive determination and excellent speech skills, and he controlled his own industry. Joshua was relieved. The warrior could see that this man believed in contracts and responsibilities and could not betray him, so the rights to be delivered to Alfonso were getting bigger and bigger.

But he died. Perhaps it was because of this that he died.

No one would target an ordinary businessman, deliberately murdering an ordinary businessman and concealing his death. Without thinking, Joshua could know even with his knees that the person who planned the conspiracy behind him must have done so in order to target the Radcliffe family, that is, to target him.

"More than a week ago, I was in the Holy Mountain, and His Majesty Isreal happened to leave."

Joshua looked at the crowded streets, his voice calmly, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "Master Nostradamus was studying the black blood plague with the imperial mages at the Winter Fort Management Academy, and the power of the Caus family was dispersed as Brandon went to Moldova. Indeed, in some people, this was probably the time when my power was at its worst. I wanted to cut off my arms. This was the most appropriate time."

No. 3 did not speak, and the keen artificial intelligence could tell that Joshua's body was really not angry. The other party's heartbeat was slow and steady, his breathing was calm and powerful, and the blood flowed in the blood vessels with the surging life energy. All the signs of the warrior were so normal... so that she felt fear.

"Alfonso is just an ordinary human being. His strength is so weak that it can be ignored. Killing him will not leave too many traces. Through the forged reports and communications, most of the clues will be cut off naturally." Without noticing No. 3's expression, Joshua whispered to himself: "But why? Why are there anyone targeting me?"

His tone was low, and a heavy sense of doubt echoed in the air.

The sense of panic from the soul instinct spreads deep in the soul of artificial intelligence.

No. 3 felt an invisible stream. The energy she could not detect was interfering with the magic projection, making her body begin to fluctuate and distort like a picture in the water.

This was just caused by Joshua's instinctive mental fluctuations. His irritation of anger inadvertently stirred up the invisible elements and magic power in the atmosphere, and even activated their activity, causing the temperature on the roof of the entire lord's mansion to gradually increase, and even produced magic flashes like an aurora.

Just as the magic projection of No. 3 was about to dissipate, Joshua turned his head and noticed this situation. He immediately stretched out his hand to help the artificial intelligence stabilize his body. The restlessness of the elements was smoothed, and Joshua calmed down and all the visions around him disappeared. He laughed apologetically, and after stabilizing his body, No. 3 calmly took over the conversation and said, "Joshua, there have always been many people targeting you."

She didn't mind this little accident, but instead floated in front of the warriors, giving reasons as if she had known her: "The Radcliffe family is one of the exclusive ore suppliers of the five major legions directly under the emperor, and it occupies a large part of the profit cake. It is not surprising that other ore merchants target you. This is one of the first. Secondly, your family's industry is gradually transforming and is ready to take over the entire production chain. The veteran merchants related to weapons and armor also regard the Radcliffe family as thorns."

Most of the reasons for the next one are interests. After hearing this, Joshua was not surprised that any noble or businessman had countless natural competitors, that is, the so-called enemies. Before the cake of the Empire was expanded, everyone's share was fixed. Only by snatching others could he grow stronger.

The same is true for his industry. Before, the warriors and Alfonso were snatching the market share of veteran weapons merchants, which must have caused dissatisfaction among most people. As long as Alfonso dies, the industry of the Radcliffe family falls into chaos, and naturally others will replace the share of the sword-holding hand in the market.

Just as Alfonso died and was discovered, many shares might have been taken away under the control of the other party. The more he dragged it backward, the greater the loss.

In addition to interests, No. 3 also gave several political reasons.

The contradiction between the royal family and the aristocratic school, the contradiction between the local nobles of the imperial capital and the foreign nobles, the contradiction between the northern and southern factions, the contradiction between the new nobles and the old nobles, the dispute between the military and the nobles of the traditional nobles, the dispute between the commercial nobles... The Great Empire is full of hills, and there are countless different factions competing with each other in each field. Take the small four leaders of the northern land for example, some are close to the royal family, some are close to the church, some are tacitly compatible with the Royal Mage Association, and some are dedicated to becoming the local emperor.

People's hearts are so changeable. Due to the growth of princes and daughters, many factions have gradually become differentiated from this, and each secretly supports different princes, which is also a major faction.

"The Radcliffe family attracted the attention of the entire empire because of your activity. This will certainly gain great fame and will also be targeted by many targets. Joshua, don't underestimate your own reputation. Mr. Carlos's death may even be assassinated by other subordinates to the throne, with the purpose of getting your attention. This is not impossible."

No. 3 said, floating to the side of the warrior, while Joshua stretched out his left hand so that the other party's petite body could sit on his arm. He turned his head and looked at the AI ​​lady with frown: "Is it really that way?"

"Of course it has reached this point." No. 3 shook his head slightly and sighed: "How many extremely strong people in the empire are there? How many are there in the entire Mycrov continent? As the youngest extremely strong person in history, you can be said to be a legend in the future. Many people will not dare to offend you because of this, but there are still a small number of brave people who want to try your moisture."

"In the eyes of those people, this may be just a small temptation. Assassination of a irrelevant person is irrelevant. The managers sent to the imperial capital can be said to be free from pain to a great noble family with extremely strong intentions. They will not cause too much revenge, and can also see the strength and reactions of you and the family behind you, so that they can plan their next action."

"Next step?"

Hearing No. 3 say this, Joshua couldn't help but sneer, as if he heard some huge joke: "Will it cause too much revenge?"

He did not continue to say it, but looked coldly at the direction where the imperial capital was and raised slightly.

Of course not, there will never be a next step.

Hearing the warrior's words to himself, the artificial intelligence sitting on the other party's arm blinked, and then laughed silently.

Those people don’t understand you, they think you are an ordinary nobleman, an ordinary warrior, an ordinary person who can be tempted, guessed, and thought about it.

They were wrong. No. 3 thought so, and she watched the light in Joshua's eyes gradually lit up and became as bright as burning. No. 3 knew that this was the sign of the warrior's beginning to become serious, and his anger was burning in his heart, accumulating strength.

In the heart of artificial intelligence, it has a trace of compassion for those enemies who still don’t know who it is. It is compassion for those who will die, arrogant, reckless, and extremely arrogant.
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