Chapter 105 The Bewitched Princess (1)

Vera is no fool.

It is not difficult to understand that they are not biological children.

However, Vera's brain seemed to have frozen, and for a moment, she was completely unable to understand what Ron meant.

What exactly did he want to say? Seeing Vera's stunned look, Ron couldn't help but sigh. His expression was a little complicated: "I'm sorry to let you know this."

"You should know that as the largest noble family under the royal family of the Spang Church, the Copperfield family has a very flamboyant style of doing things."

"Your mother was originally the eldest daughter of a marquis, elegant and beautiful, but unfortunately, she was favored by Balk Copperfield, who proposed marriage to the marquis."

"It's normal. Your mother rejected the marriage. After all, she already has a fiancé. She and her fiancé are truly in love and will be getting married in less than a month."

"Then... her fiancé fell into the water and drowned the night before the wedding because he was drunk..."

"Isn't it ridiculous that a catastrophic-level practitioner would drown because of a slip and fall into the water?"

"Then, your mother quickly agreed to Balke's proposal and married him before her fiancé's funeral was even held. Balke thought he had finally won her heart and was very proud of himself. However, he didn't know that your mother was already pregnant at that time..."

The Copperfield family is just such a mess, such a mess.

Ron's voice was so low that only Vera in front of him could hear it.

No one else around knew what Ron had said. They could only see that Vera's face turned extremely pale in an instant, like gold paper.

These words brought such an exaggerated impact that Vera couldn't accept it for a while, and her body was even shaking.

"If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask your mother. No one knows the truth better than her."

Ron raised his hand, wanting to pat Vera's shoulder to comfort her, but... his hand just stayed in mid-air and did not fall.

It was really not easy for Vera to accept that the man she had always thought of as her father was actually the murderer who killed her biological father.

"Go back to the Theocracy of Spang and try not to reveal any flaws."

"Then, tell Saint Kaya that she wanted to save me and I am grateful."

"Also, tell her not to worry too much about the Nature's Heart Church. She is just a young girl and should think more about herself. It would be good for her to read some books to cultivate her character. I think the book 'Salina's Sorrow' is a good one."

Although her mind was in confusion, Vera still tried to remember every word Ron said.

She looked at Ron with a slight sadness in her eyes. She finally understood why Ron no longer called her sister. After all, if what Ron said was true, they had no blood relationship at all.

"Let's go back. Try not to get involved in those messy things in the future. Maybe it would be a good idea for you to be an adventurer who travels around the world." Ron sighed and said.

Vera's fate is also a tragedy.

In this damn game, few characters have perfect endings without player intervention, and tragedy runs almost throughout the whole game.

Vera took a deep breath, trying to suppress the shock in her heart, and glanced at Ron: "Well, brother, you...you should be more careful too."

Although they may not be siblings, Vera still calls them by that name out of habit.

Vera pursed her lips, as if she had a lot more to say, but in the end she said nothing, turned around and left, her figure quickly disappearing into the night.

Dolores did not stop it, but just watched the scene in front of her quietly.

After sending Vera away, Ron looked at Lydia.

The third witch princess was obviously still digesting what Ron had said before.

Even though she had become Ron's slave, Lydia still cared about the Spang Theocracy. She tried to find hope for the Spang Theocracy from Ron's words.

But, sadly, no matter how hard Lydia tried to think, all she could see was blood and despair.

Facing the unified orc kingdom, even the brave and warlike Theocracy of Spang seemed particularly insignificant.

At this moment, Ron's voice once again echoed in Lydia's ears like a devil: "Miss Lydia, I will ask you another question. I will decide whether to continue to help you based on your answer."

Lydia's body trembled violently, and she finally came back to her senses from the deep sorrow. When she looked at Ron, a light suddenly flashed in her scarlet eyes. That was hope.

That's right, she couldn't find hope.

But the master can certainly do it.

After all, the master is omniscient and omnipotent.

"Let me ask you, you are determined to make the Theocracy of Spang a better place. So, does this better refer to the upper class such as royal families, nobles, and clergy, or ordinary civilians?" Ron spoke slowly.

"Everyone, I want everyone to live a better life. I want the children of the Church to not starve to death because of lack of food. I want the people of the Church to not die before the age of forty due to various reasons."

Lydia answered without any hesitation.

Ron nodded. "This is a very noble wish, and I appreciate it... But I also feel sad for your ideal."

"Do you think your dream can really come true?"

"Even if the Spang Theocracy takes over Granville and obtains the black oil, how much of the wealth here do you think will fall into the hands of civilians?"

Lydia opened her mouth, paused for a moment, and couldn't speak.

Dolores next to her suddenly had a strange look on her face. She felt that the scene before her seemed a little familiar.

"You may think that the life of the Granville royal family and nobles is very luxurious, but how much better can the Spang Theocracy be?"

"Have the children of the nobles of the Spang Theocracy ever been frozen to death or starved to death like the children of the common people?"

"Will the nobles, royal families, and clergy, like ordinary civilians, die before the age of forty due to physical overdraft?"

"Under the ice and snow, have the nobles, royal family, and clergy ever felt the cold?"

Lydia's body trembled with every word Ron said.

No one has ever heard of a noble child being frozen to death or starved to death. Even in the ice and snow, the nobles would not use black oil to keep warm. They would choose the more expensive Philosopher's Stone, because the Philosopher's Stone would not produce a lot of thick smoke like black oil, and it would be safer and more in line with the temperament of the nobility.

The flying snow would not even accumulate on the roofs of the noble castles.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

At Nature's Heart Church, no matter when you enter the church, you will be greeted by the spring flowers and lush greenery.

As for the royal family...

In such a huge palace, you will never feel cold all year round.

Lydia will never forget that during the coldest winter of last year, more than 30,000 civilians froze to death or starved to death in the royal city, and the number in the entire Spang Theocracy was ten times higher.

The Kospon Theocracy and the Church of Nature's Heart have not given up the annual celebration of God's Birthday. The streets along the way are blocked by soldiers, and behind the soldiers are mountains of stiff corpses.

The entire celebration cost about 16 million gold coins... If the 16 million gold coins were used to buy black oil and keep warm, how many fewer people would die in the Theocracy of Spang? Lydia could not forget how cold the expressions of her father and the Pope were when a minister informed them of the death toll at the celebration. To them, it was really just a number.

They did not make any changes to the number, but simply gave the order to kill the minister.

Seeing Lydia's increasingly pale face, Ron's voice became more and more bewitching: "Do you know how much tax is collected from civilians in the Spang Theocracy?"

"The kingdom took 50%, the nobles 15% and the church 27%..."

"That is to say, of the value created by a commoner who toils for 365 days a year, 92% is taken away by the royal family, the church, and the nobles... leaving only a pitiful 8% for the common people."

"Wanting to support myself with 8% of the income...haha, what a joke!"

"Admit it, the royal family, the nobility, and the church are just vampires that gnaw at the bones and marrow of the common people."

“They don’t have to do anything, but they take away most of the wealth created by ordinary people.”

"The infant mortality rate in the Spang Theocracy is extremely high, and the average age of the civilians in the Spang Theocracy is less than 40 years old. This is not because the weather in the Spang Theocracy is cold, not because the land is not suitable for farming, and not because there is no black oil in the land..."

"The royal family, the nobles, and the Church of the Heart of Nature are the culprits who killed them."

Boom... Crack! At this moment, it was as if a thunder exploded in Lydia's mind.

The princess's face was pale and her eyes were wide open as if there was an earthquake.

The royal family, the nobles, and the Church of the Heart of Nature were the culprits that killed the people of the church... She had never thought about this before. Ron's words were like a big hand that cleared the fog before her eyes.

She saw hope in saving the Theocracy of Spang.

"Do you know what I see when I look at the Spang Theocracy? The souls of the innocent dead scattered throughout the country..." Ron's voice continued to echo in Lydia's ears: "You want to save the Spang Theocracy. There is no point in invading Granville."

"The royal family, nobles, and the Church of the Heart of Nature will gain a great deal of wealth from the invasion, while the common people will only lose more lives because of the war."

"Their future will not change at all, and the only way for you to save the Spang Theocracy is..."

"Overthrow them." Lydia's eyes widened with madness. She took over Ron's words: "Overthrow them, overthrow all vampires, everyone is equal, and the world is united!"

Ron was a little shocked. This Princess Lydia was really unexpected. Her understanding was extraordinary. She even talked about equality for all and world peace. Her awareness was even higher than Dolores'.

Not bad, not bad... It's best to have this kind of awareness. This witch princess will become another sword in Ron's hand to disrupt the world line, which may be sharper than Dolores! As for the other side, Dolores' forehead was full of black lines.

She discovered that this prophet seemed to be very interested in inciting others to rebel.

The attraction of tempting others to rebel may be second only to other people's wives.

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