A strange world

Chapter 930 Section 161 Output

Chapter 930 Section 161. Output

In fact, Annan had a prototype in his mind, a prototype of a plan that could weaken the Kingdom of Rekanel little by little and cook it like a frog.

Business alone is not enough. Those who are attracted by money will eventually leave because of money. They have to export something else, something illusory but real.

And this is exactly what Liberty City has been creating...

"Little Wilhelm" is a name that makes real Wilhelm people frown. Annan didn't use it for fun. Whether it's a scam or a relationship, Wilhelm represents beauty. Doesn't Little Wilhelm represent "little" beauty?

This is also the reason why Liberty City can always attract residents. Although they are all poor people who can't survive...but it's a good start.

After all, Liberty City is only two years old, and it still has a lot of time to grow up with Annan.

It's just that Annan hasn't figured out how to use it as a weapon. Distribute leaflets? Please, the civilians in the outside world can't even write their own names. If you want to scatter magic newspapers, you have to let them know where to tear them to activate them.

Shooting magic images? It's useful, but there's only one thing. You ask them to watch magic images for 1 gold coin? They may not even be willing to spend 1 copper coin... So if you want to use it, it's the same as scattering flyers.

Stop the trade between the Kingdom of Recanel and the outside world? No... Those nobles won't be hurt, and the real unlucky ones will only be the civilians...

Come down from the sky with the Warlock Protection Association? Three summons are used once less, and it's a bit of a waste to use it on the Kingdom of Recanel... And the news that I have contacted the Warlock Protection Association is still spreading from the Kingdom of Dimon. The biggest threat of the forbidden spell is when it has not been used yet.

While Annan was thinking, Olmedo and others told the story of humans and orcs.

Compared with Annan's simple story, she added a lot of details, such as the orcs sold their weapons to buy sheep. Fighting for sheep breeding. Hostile to each other for profit. In the end, the entire orc empire collapsed because of a mere piece of wool, just as shocking as a kingdom destroyed because of a horseshoe.

"Lord Olmedo, can we do it?" Losey asked first.

He has read a lot of books about war recently and realized the horror of the "sheep eating people" story...

"It's difficult to implement, and I think our enemies should be the royal family and nobles of the Kingdom of Rekanel, not the civilians..."

"The day they choose to follow the betrayer, they should think about their miserable future." Fermi's tone was low and murderous. After experiencing the Battle of Hell Mountain and losing an arm, his personality became more intense.

"Don't think so, Fermi, you can't expect civilians to have the right to choose..." Idyliya said gently.

Fermi restrained his coldness and bowed his head to show obedience.

"By the way, should we announce this to the outside world?" Jack said.

Annan looked up as if awakened: "Ask me? But it doesn't matter whether to announce it or not. Anyway, there are no secrets in the City Lord's Mansion..."

"That's just a joke. The real secrets will never be known to outsiders." Olmedo explained.

"Is that so?"

Everyone nodded.

"Well...then declare war, but don't say anything except the declaration of war itself."

"So don't talk about such a serious topic in the tone of what to eat tonight."

...

[You all know what happened these days...We reserve all means to implement it against the Kingdom of Rekanel...Victory...Victory at all costs...]

The children chasing and playing stopped, the woman hanging clothes in front of the window raised her head, the pedestrians on the street stopped, and the lively tavern was silent.

Everywhere in Liberty City, people stopped what they were doing and listened quietly to the war declaration relayed by Lilith echoing over Liberty City.

"War..."

In the corner of the street, a man with long hair and beard, leaning on an oak stick, like an ascetic monk, lowered his head, "The air is filled with fanaticism, it's really unpleasant..."

Da Da Da——

The brisk footsteps disrupted the deepness of the ascetic monk, and he looked at the cheerful little girl who jumped out of the alley and dispelled the heaviness.

She stopped in front of the ascetic monk and looked up at him.

"Hello, child."

"Hello."

The ascetic monk pulled the corner of his mouth, forced a smile, and pointed to the wizard tower in the distance: "Did you hear it?"

"I heard it."

"Then you... forget it, what's the point of me talking to a child about this?"

"You haven't said it yet, how do you know I don't understand?" said the little girl.

"Well, do you know that you are going to cause new turmoil?"

The little girl stretched out her voice: "I think it's a bit heavy for you to say this to a ten-year-old child."

The ascetic monk asked her in surprise: "What's your name, child?"

"Ivana."

Ivana now looks like an ordinary little girl.

"You are very smart, but you know that the claws of ratmen and demons are right in front of you, and you are still fighting a civil war..."

"You are wrong. It has always been the Kingdom of Rekanel that started the war. They betrayed, deceived, and assassinated. We did nothing except declare war. You shouldn't accuse a beaten person of fighting back."

The ascetic opened his mouth and sighed: "Maybe you are right... But hatred is accumulated like this... War has never changed..."

Perhaps because he felt that the little girl in front of him was really special, the monk said a lot to her. Before parting, he winked at the little girl: "Go back and tell your mother that you talked with Naber on the street for a long time today."

The little girl looked up at Naber and imitated his tone and said: "Go back and tell your mother that you talked with the smart Liberty City girl Ivana for a long time today."

The monk laughed: "My mother has been dead for a long time."

"Then we are even, my mother died in the Kingdom of Rekanel."

The monk opened his mouth, as if he was shocked by a little girl's calm words: "You will have a sweet future, I promise..."

"Thank you, you too."

"Ivana——"

A crisp shout suddenly came from the corner of the street, and a lively little girl with a ponytail and two green backpacks ran over.

"My friend came to see me, I'm leaving first, goodbye."

Ivana said goodbye to the monk who called himself Naber and met the little girl.

She forgot about the ascetic out of curiosity, took Ivana's hand, and walked away with a murmur.

"Who is that man?"

"He said his name is Naber."

"You don't know him?"