"The fall of the Crusaders is not something that can be saved in a day or two, and I find that I am not suited for the role of military chief. ”

Loria straightened the small iron crown on her head, a crude work from the village blacksmith's shop, without even the slightest ornament. Seeing her move, Anne's brows furrowed even deeper, and her eyes became more and more suspicious, and she didn't care, just adjusted the crown to a comfortable angle, "I don't like the feeling of having something on my head, but it looks a little taller like this...... I mean, in this place where everything starts all over again, it can make people aware of who I am from the beginning...... I am their lord!"

Anne lowered her head, and couldn't help but say sarcastically for a while: "Your Excellency, your territory is really vast, from one end of the village to the other end of the village, tsk." ”

"Hey, don't look down on the village, open your poor eyes and see, can't you notice the change here, or do you only see the distance of a finger in front of you because of the angle?" Loria fought back with the corners of her mouth, and at the end she gestured with her hand to the height difference between herself and Anne...... She's apparently now taken the bonus from the crown as her natural height.

After a fierce battle of grinning eyes, Anne was the first to twist her head to the side, and Loria snorted and walked away with her hands folded...... Anne watched coldly as she walked towards a mother with a newborn baby in her arms, her expression instantly became full of tenderness, she symbolically kissed the baby's forehead, the rough crown almost slipped off, and spoke a lot of blessings in place of the Holy Light, who could not speak, and the mother was so moved that she was about to kneel down to express her loyalty.

Wait, newborn baby? Anne noticed the strangeness of not seeing a baby since she came into the world...... The dwarf lived too long, and her fertility was not satisfactory, and she probably happened not to have seen a little dwarf, but in a year or two in the monastery she had not seen a single newborn baby—a place where there was only the haze of death but not the joy of birth.

She had visited the area once a few months earlier, and it was she who had given the order to develop it, but at that time it was just a small settlement on the edge of the forest, and you could see a few scattered houses, and the scenery was beautiful but lonely...... Now full of turned dirt and discarded building materials, the grove of memories has completely disappeared, replaced by a large row of makeshift shacks, the mud full of footprints ends in half a paved stone path, the land on both sides marked with red paint the range and their future use, the outpost, the bakery, Anne casually searched the drawings for the words on the public roads and flower beds, and she skipped the sprawling town council and the square, heading straight for the place where there was no way to see the border.

'The largest, most expensive, and most gorgeous in the world, so that men will see it and be silent, women will see it and cry, and Benedict will kneel before me and shout to take refuge, Loria, Hillsbrad, and the church complex where Her Majesty Queen Mograine I lives, the Cathedral of the Super Light of the Silverwind Islands (tentative name)'

This row of twisted and exaggerated handwriting doesn't take any thought to know that it came from Loria's handwriting, and there are so many slots that people don't know where to complain, but there is still a lot to Anne to play under the messy notes.

It's now called the Silverwind Islands?she's going to live in a church?Complex of this size is enough to bring down a kingdom, where is she's going to get the money?and...... She didn't seem to be crazy or stupid or escaping reality, and it seemed that the defeat in Hearthvale didn't bring her down, but made her plan more.

In this case, it would be nice to say it directly, dead tsundere, Anne grinned a strange smile at the corner of her mouth, and before she knew it, she had gone far away, and on the way back, she saw strange buildings, like a makeshift workshop, in which a large group of people were busy, pages of paper were spit out by strange machines, and then sorted and bound by workers, one by one, gathered together, and thrown aside at random.

The strange machine that spits paper makes a noise and stops working, and a dwarf with a small wrench rushes over to repair it, and judging by the frightened and confused expression on his face, it is clear that he did not come here of his own free will.

Anne picked up a copy casually, only to find that it was a cheap book with a sparsely bound book, with the earth-shattering history and conspiracy of Azeroth written on the cover, and she had no interest in continuing after flipping through a few pages, and its content was nothing more than vulgar conspiracy theories that did not stand up to logical scrutiny - the whole world was controlled by a goblin chaebol, the magic bread was the evil food created by the Republic of Dalaran in order to destroy humanity, and the mages themselves never ate it after the table was drawn, the nobles of the Arathi Empire, The exiled Hillsbride family is the true leader of humanity...... Wait! Something seems wrong.

Anne looked through it carefully, only to realize that there was a sinister intention hidden in the pile of stupid rumors, and this is!

"It's a brainwashing war!" Loria appeared at Anne's side at some point, she took the book from Anne's hand with a wicked smile, and said, "Since those simple-minded fools would rather believe that I intend to destroy the Crusaders, then I'll give them something more fierce and find out my favorite passage." ”

'Renault Mograini and Ethanlian have both dozed off on several occasions with their chins exposed, and many people don't notice that their right eyelid is slightly open, and their index fingers and thumbs are pinched together, which is actually the code of an ancient cult, from the invasion of ancient demons, to the orcs crossing the dark gates, and the outbreak of natural disasters...... They control the dignitaries, the aristocracy and the big businessmen, and plot to destroy everything good in our lives...... The Scarlet Freemasonry was shattered by the heroic Ash Messenger Alexander Mograine, but its remnants remained entrenched in darkness, an organization that called itself the Scarlet Cosmos. ’

"And whatever!" Loria excitedly picked up a few other crudely little books, and introduced them to Anne one by one, there were books of nonsense and poems, and some unelegant collections of jokes, most of which lurked under the absurd and inferior content to manipulate people's hearts, either to exalt themselves or to demean the enemy.

"Is that really good?"

In this day and age, destroying the enemy and surviving oneself is the greatest justice. ”

Anne saw Loria straighten the ugly crown again.