Anna Wolfe's letter home:

Dear Anthony, when will you be back? Today I had a severe pregnancy reaction and was particularly uncomfortable. I want you to talk to me. But I also know that my father has ordered you to do your best in the territory of Zanmir, and I am afraid that you will not be able to return in the next few months.

Although Ms. Stella took good care of her, I still felt sick to my stomach. But Gonzalez has found me a lot of good looks, which is a consolation. But I was so dizzy that I had to ask Elena to read it to me. Anastasia was busy with church affairs and rarely returned home lately.

In fact, I can tell that Anastasia is in love with the blazing god servant. But I'm not optimistic about their feelings. The Blazing Celestial Acolyte is a religiously fanatical creature, especially in Gerald. I'm worried that he's using Anastasia to get some religious leanings from Zanmir, and you know, my father had to agree to the church—I'll be blunt, I don't like the blazing acolyte.

I have secretly commissioned Mr. Kaudore and Adviser Jorgen to investigate some of the recent Zanmir cultists, and I suspect that the two most recent incidents are related to the cultists. But I have a hunch that the church is also getting involved. This makes your demographic work even more important, and it is up to you for Zanmir's stability, my dear.

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Anthony Wolfe's letter home:

Dear Anna, your body doesn't matter, does it? I will finish the work at hand as soon as possible and go back to accompany you, be sure to take care of your body, I believe that we will have a healthy child - I hope the child is as wise as you. I know Anastasia doesn't like you, but she's my sister after all, so you let her go a little more.

In fact, it's not just you, but the brothers and sisters in the family, including the Donavan siblings, don't like her either. Her love affair with Gerald is indeed a big problem. One of the practices of the Church that I disapprove of, often challenges the authority of the lord from a religious point of view.

I support your decision to investigate the connection between the cultists and the church, and in fact, I have a hunch about it—so you can understand why I started cracking down on the church last year. The Blazing Divine Acolyte is indeed a religious fanatic, and my instincts tell me that Gerald is hatching a conspiracy. But I must remind myself, my sister, who is carried away by love, that the children of nobles must not become a knife in the church.

According to my research, Gerald's mother is the one who holds an absolute place in his heart. He seems to have little desire, but in fact he has been working on some way to resurrect his mother. I even suspect that it has taken the remains of the black beasts beneath the Timberjack Fortress, otherwise Gevilll would never have lost them.

Unfortunately, I have no evidence, and a shrewd man like Gerald will easily not let me seize the evidence, and for the sake of Zanmir, I can destroy all conspiracies.

While investigating the scene of the murder of civilians by the cultists, I found some clues, and I had already split up with Claude's soldiers: I continued to count the population according to the original plan, and Claude led 200 people to follow the clues I found to track down the cultists' movements.

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Luke Wood's Diary:

I'm just fed up! Perhaps, luck really wasn't on my side. What is this called? I used to be a mercenary in Zammir, and after completing that mission I was able to open my own brewery. Who knew that he would encounter robbers on the way, and finally repelled the group of murderers, and encountered the beasts in the terrifying mountains.

Everyone was dead, including the mercenaries and traders who had formed a group halfway, and all the goods were lost, and I was swept down the mountains by the rushing river, and I woke up again in the territory of the Dora Empire.

A kind farmer took me in, and I could speak Doro Chinese. Thanks to my drunken father, who was a bastard, he at least used the copper he saved to get me to church school for a few days. I can't go back to the Holy Falcon Empire, I lost all my possessions, and only this broken sword and leather armor remain. I don't have one in my pocket, and God, I need a job.

Three months ago, I saw the conscription order of the Dora Empire, and I felt that my opportunity had come, so I signed up to become a professional soldier who ate military salaries. I originally signed up for the Elite Infantry Corps, but God is not merciful, that examiner's brain must be full of dung - he actually sent me as a clerk because I can write!

Who the hell wants to be a clerk! This position is not profitable at all. Every day my job is to count military supplies. What the? You say that there is no oil and water to fish for military supplies? Oh my God! Of course not! This corps belongs to the woman Clara Mikhail Blue.

It is said that the women of the Doro Empire can fight, and the women of the Blue family can fight even more. From the first day we enlisted, Clara took us to the martial arts arena. She fights wheel battles in the ring, and one person overturns 200 recruit eggs in a row. God, the muscles on her body can't be described as strong.

The most terrifying thing is that she immediately opened a hard bow and shot down a training dummy a hundred meters away with one arrow. When a couple of recruits dragged the training dummy in front of us, we saw that the dummy's head was completely shattered. Clara immediately announces to us that anyone who dares to be corrupt in her army will end up with the same fate as this dummy.

I felt a shiver in the martial arts arena at that time.

Therefore, the clerk is one of the most oily positions. I'd rather be able to charge into battle, at least according to the head of the reward, that's a lot more cost-effective.

But I don't want to actually fight. Actually, I didn't kill a single person when I was a mercenary. Everyone has their own relatives, and if I kill him, he kills me, it's just the spread of hatred - who doesn't have a family? In fact, I never understood why humans and creatures in Elsa's world were fighting each other.

Animals fight for food, fight for water, fight for the right to reproduce. But what's the point of fighting between intelligent beings? It seems to me that it is just senseless sacrifice and bloodshed. Of course, I'm a military man now, and it seems that a military man shouldn't have that opinion. But, for me, it's just a profession, it's not about beliefs and ideas.

Alas, you say that I can't even eat enough, what do you want to do with these useful and useless? It's like the stories and legends I read when I was a kid: the Lemon Country and the Dragon Fire Tree Fruit Country fought each other, and the reason for it turned out to be a discussion about who was more tasty, the Lemon or the Dragon Fire Tree Fruit - it was ridiculous.

What did I write?