"They should be a legion directly under the royal family. Look at their armor and weapons, they are simply luxurious." Several poor adventurers were all envious.
"Although His Royal Highness the Regent is not very good at fighting, he is indeed very good at making money."
"Hehe, it's just a matter of raiding the Pascal family and sacrificing a black-bottomed red dragon. What's there to be proud of?" As a local resident of the southern border, he is still closer to the Pascal family.
"The Southern Territory is in such a state right now. The royal family is really embarrassed."
"If they hadn't started the war and then surrendered first, how could everything have turned out like this? Now the glory of the empire is just a rag in the mud, and no one is bothered to look at it."
"If I had the strength of Sequence 8, I would definitely charge into the Rose Palace and kill that fake king, just like I did with his brother, haha." The drunken man said his thoughts with a flushed face.
"Shh." The companions around him were so scared after hearing this that they quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from continuing to talk nonsense. Then they nodded to the people around them and quickly took him to pay the bill and leave.
Listening to the conversations around him, Loran Hill remained silent and lowered his head to eat the food in front of him.
Actually, killing Edren, a familiar classmate, was not a difficult task for her. But what was more difficult was how to end the chaos in the empire and establish a new order that everyone could accept.
She had theories, but theories were just theories. The Empire wasn't Clansia; it couldn't just copy past experience.
That would be no different from a historical mistake.
Perhaps she should ask the farmers and hunters in the mountains what they want, or see what else they need.
Compared to the nobles and soldiers who only made up a minority, these tired and poorly dressed people were the majority on this land.
It’s a pity that in the past, most of these people were like trees on the mountain. They were not valued or “seen” by others. They themselves also considered themselves humble and accepted everything as usual.
Whether it is the Pascal family or the royal family's rule, life is just like this. There will be no change, no hope, and naturally no pain.
Life is like a cold mountain path, lonely and rugged. Although it is difficult to walk on, they are used to getting blisters from being scratched by stones.
While time makes people grow, it also makes them learn to be silent and humble, because this is the only way to survive.
And now, how can we act to make these damp and cold firewood burn again? How can we convince them that this long and eternal winter will end one day? And that the future will be more beautiful and real than the present?
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