I wonder who will be the school champion this year? Bumansha or Luo Lan? She hasn't been back to school for a long time.

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After the incident with the Falcon Kingdom, the Starlight Alliance began to tighten its defenses, and Loran Hill returned to Solander.

Somewhere in the open air courtyard of the palace.

Loran Hill changed into a soft white dress and was now sitting under the grape trellis, taking a short nap while enjoying the cool air.

His arms rested on the light wooden chair, his head resting on his arms, letting his soft hair float slightly in the air.

Gusts of warm wind blew, lifting the white skirt a little, revealing the smooth white calves, and then the dress stuck to the calves, outlining the slender shape.

A neatly dressed maid walked slowly from the corridor of the courtyard. When she reached the grape trellis, she stopped and looked at the girl who was taking a nap, her body moving slightly up and down. She hesitated for a moment, but still did not speak. Instead, she continued to stand there, waiting for the girl to wake up.

The cicadas on the tree branches are chirping happily. The bright sunshine shines on the bright leaves, reflecting the colors of tender green and gamboge. The breeze blows from time to time, and the leaves make rustling sounds.

There was a brief moment of peace in the protracted war.

After a long time, the girl under the grape trellis' eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes. She shook her head briefly to make herself more awake, and then slightly tidied her bent hair.

Only then did the maid come forward to ask.

"Good afternoon, Lord Loranhill." She leaned forward gently.

"Parinsa, you have something to talk to me about, right?" Loran Hill looked up at the maid. Her pretty face and black and white uniform looked mottled against the grape trellis, giving her a sense of beauty reminiscent of old times.

"Yes. Not long ago, the legion in the Black Rock Principality sent a message asking what to do next."

"Should we occupy and conquer it directly, or make other plans?"

Parisa took out the documents and letters in her arms.

"What do others in Congress say?" Loran Hill took the document.

"Most people said we should conquer them directly to eliminate the trouble forever, but Lord Pullman didn't express his opinion. Instead, he said we should put it on hold for now and ask for your opinion later."

"I see..." The girl slowly flipped through the thick battle report, which described the current situation in Black Rock.

Since the fall of Fengyan City, the Longji faction had scattered and fled, roaming the country. Most of them were captured and imprisoned, while a few retreated into the mountains.

The Bowhunters are also becoming increasingly rare, and are now rumored to be replaced by a new faction called the Swordsmiths. The leader and information of the Swordsmiths are revealed in the documents.

"Jena?" Loran Hill looked at the familiar name in surprise, then lowered his eyes and flipped through the information about her.

Born in Emenas, the daughter of a mercenary leader, her age and weaponry matched. I never expected it to be her, my former classmate.

"It seems that she has made a decision." Looking through the information about Jenna's recent actions, such as improving the system, establishing a new order in the mountain villages, etc., Loran Hill seemed to have some feelings.

"That's good." She pondered for a moment.

"The war hasn't ended yet. If we directly rule Black Rock, it will cause a lot of resistance, and subsequent problems will be difficult to resolve."

"Why not support a faction that shares similar ideas with us? Leave enough soldiers behind to help the Sword Forging Faction establish a new order and appease the residents and environment within Black Rock."

"Then we dispatched craftsmen to deliver supplies and food to aid families and residents affected by the war, while also using work-for-relief to allow for restoration and construction. This brought the two sides closer together and eased previous conflicts and discord."

"After the war, we will guide the representatives of the people to vote on whether to join Cranzia."

"By then, there will surely be fewer troubles and no historical baggage."

Before he knew it, Loran Hill had become a mature ruler of the country.

"Yes, Your Highness Loranhill." Palinsa looked at the silver-haired girl who looked younger than herself with admiration, quickly wrote down the suggestions she made, and then went to report.

Watching Palinsa leave, Loran Hill stretched her body and slowly stood up from her chair. She stretched out her left hand and looked through her fingers at the sun in the blue sky.

Time flies so fast, and I have actually adapted to my current identity.

Once upon a time, she was just a girl living alone in the forest, but now she is at the center of a vortex of power, affecting the lives of thousands of people.

This is a great honor and also a great responsibility, which forces her to be cautious.

Maybe I am not suitable to be a leader. I always want to hide in a quiet and deserted place, live a leisurely life, sleep until I wake up naturally, go fishing in the summer, sit by the fireplace in the winter, and live a peaceful life.

But that kind of life is not possible yet.

Loran Hill said to herself, she walked out of the grape trellis, slowly walked on the hillside of the palace, and then came to a high ground.

Looking down along the vast view in front, there are rows of uneven brown houses, and thousands of families and people are in sight.

The infinite distance, countless people, are all related to me.

I can't escape this vast, real world by immersing myself in a dream. If it isn't beautiful, I have to make it beautiful. Only then can I sleep peacefully and have a good dream.