Flora thought about her father's words in a daze. She hugged herself tightly with her slender arms. Her pitiful posture inadvertently gave her the allure of a woman. She was no longer a pure girl.
"Is Marquis Barton really out of ideas?"
Flora thought for a long time. She felt that she understood a little, but she still needed her father's advice. "The revenant's attack has stopped, but they are starting to move again. These people really don't know how many lives they are willing to sacrifice for their so-called power …"
They don't know?
That was impossible. Flora knew this very well, but she still felt deeply helpless. Was it really that easy to be an emperor?
Why was the temptation of power so great?
It was enough to make people not only gamble with their own lives, but also the flesh and blood of countless people!
"Snow will fall sooner or later, and it will melt sooner or later. It's just that when it melts, the world will be colder than usual."
Charnak opened his eyes slightly. A flash of light flashed in his eyes. He then stood up and said to the closed door, "Come in."
The door opened. It was the servant who was about to knock on the door. Charnak had ordered that if there was anything to report, he could just knock on the door. There was no need to worry.
"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness has returned. He is accompanied by the Inquisitor of the Vatican of Lambas, Sir Merkel Anderson."
"Oh?
Old Merkel has personally come. Hmph, Ramiel has a good plan, "Charnak said without hesitation.
He then waved his hand. "Arrange for a meeting in the meeting hall in ten minutes. Welcome him according to the Count's etiquette."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The messenger received the order and left.
"I —" Flora wanted to say something but stopped. She looked at her father who had his back to her.
"Face what you have to face. Do not take a step back. Remember what I said just now." Charnak did not turn around. Instead, he said this in a serious voice and strode out.
Flora turned around and looked at the falling snow outside the window. She clenched her cold hands and her long eyelashes trembled a little. In her mind, she remembered the words of the cold figure that kept echoing in her ears. The princess turned around and followed her father's footsteps without hesitation!
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"Madam, sorry to trouble you …"
Many of them smiled shyly. They scratched the back of their heads and smiled foolishly at their wives, not knowing what to say.
As expected, the madam turned around and glared at them, but didn't say anything. She raised her face slightly and snorted before starting her "work".
Snow continued to fall from the sky. Yuna stood far away, carrying a log that would require more than ten people to lift. He slowly walked past them, glancing at them a few times before turning his head away. He mumbled something to himself, as if he didn't understand why Yuna always brought that woman here.
His three-toed feet left a row of deep footprints in the snow, but it was clear that this little bit of temperature was nothing to him barefooted.
He carefully covered the armor on his body with a layer of linen. This was not a defective product. Yuna realized that the armor fit him very well. It was much more comfortable than the tight clothes he used to wear. His impression of Yuna improved a lot because of this, and he no longer had any resistance towards his actions in his village.
In the eyes of the trolls, Yuna didn't have a deep concept of being a "lord". Because he promised Yuna that he would have full authority over the village, no trolls thought that they should listen to too many orders. To them, it was just a change of residence. There was no other change.
Oh, no, the biggest change was that the humans were with them every day.
After a few days, the embryonic form of the village was almost complete. At least, according to Yuna's instructions, they built a simple stone wall with logs and stones. Because there weren't many trolls, the construction of the houses was completed quickly. The main reason was that the trolls knew that they were building their own houses, so they put in extra effort.
Speaking of which, it was quite scary. The female trolls of the Troll tribe looked very similar to humans. Their figures were protruding in places that needed to be protruding and thin in places that needed to be slender. Their pair of small canine teeth could be considered cute, but their skin was slightly green. However, their strength made the soldiers sweat for a long time.
Many of them didn't know what to say after being given the cold shoulder by Madam Vasaki. They stuttered and said some irrelevant words to save the atmosphere, but unexpectedly, they didn't get a response from Madam Vasaki at all.
Things were a little strange. After calculating Birkins's wealth and estimated consumption, he decided to build a magical teleportation circle in all three areas of the territory.
Yuna thought for a long time before making the decision. Panbo Village and Urgin Village didn't have any protective measures. The wall was only a psychological comfort. Guarding Oditore Castle wasn't Yuna's style. When facing enemies, they had to beat them up. This was the only way to teach the greedy bandits a lesson!
Although Yuna had done such a thing before, no matter how one looked at it, Yuna's submission was more meaningful than being crushed to death by Zaliya's Forbidden Spell.
Just based on the terrifying combat power of the trolls and the strategic significance of their existence, Yuna had to grit his teeth and protect them!
Other than a variety of coincidences, Yuna was able to get to where he was today. It was because he understood the habits and language of the trolls that he was able to talk to Yuna face to face. He didn't have to fight him as soon as they met.
However, these trolls wouldn't listen to him so easily. Although the blood oath had been made, a qualified army didn't just need powerful warriors. They needed obedient warriors.
Yuna had provoked the Cave Trolls. The guards of Oditore Castle knew about this ferocious troll tribe. They had heard about how cruel and cold-blooded they were. That was why he suddenly woke up Madam Vasaki early in the morning to build the teleportation circle.
This matter was a little strange, and he was a little impatient.
Medusa's Underground City had been very quiet recently. When winter came, the Medusa tribe would sleep for a long time. In other words, it was "hibernation". Hibernation was a way for the Medusa tribe to slowly increase their strength. It was especially important for Mages. It wouldn't be appropriate to wake up Madam recklessly.
However, Yuna had to build the teleportation circle no matter what. This matter couldn't be delayed.
Madam Vasaki's beautiful face looked cold. Madam had been like this ever since she came out of the Underground City. Yuna felt very guilty, but couldn't find a way to make Madam say anything.
Under Madam's exquisite control of magic, she had enough raw materials to build the teleportation circle quickly. With a flick of her long black hair, Madam didn't hesitate to set up the same teleportation circle in Pombo Village and Oditore Castle. She threw the magic crystal that activated the teleportation circle into Yuna's hands and disappeared. Yuna felt very guilty!
Throughout the whole process, Madam Vasaki didn't say a word. Yuna was afraid that Yuna had really offended her!
Noda was still leading the patrol team. However, the number of patrols had decreased since winter had come. Other than patrolling, he would privately consult with Henry about the ways of an assassin. Henry gave up leading the new recruits after many persuasions. The mission given to Henry had changed. This master assassin first had a position — to build his own intelligence system!
This organization was called "Roland's Thorn."
It was responsible for all "special" missions, including assassination, disguise, intelligence gathering, organization, and so on. This was Henry's "old profession." At this moment, he could finally return to his old profession.
The amount of funds allocated to Henry was unimaginably huge. Yuna deeply understood the importance of intelligence in this era. This was not the era where information could be sent out anytime and anywhere. On this continent, the cost of using the teleportation circle was not something that ordinary people could afford. Even the military system of Saint-Rames wouldn't send all the information through the teleportation circle because it would bring a huge burden to the military.
Only warning information that exceeded a certain level would be sent to the core of the Empire through the teleportation circle. Yuna envisioned an intelligence system that was completely ahead of the times and an excellent army!
However, these things had to be implemented slowly. Food had to be eaten bite by bite, and the road had to be walked step by step. Yuna already had a general idea of these things, so all he had to do was to follow it slowly.