Dear Broom Knight

It took only three years for the Ice Church to go from being a dreaded threat to being regarded as a BOSS resource pack.

The fact that the Lord of Ice had problems with his head had also gone from being a secret known only to the higher-ups to a well-known 'unspeakable but you know I know' kind of thing.

No hints were even needed; a simple exchange of glances conveyed the understanding.

After all, the Lord of Ice himself was the one who did those things; anyone with a normal brain wouldn't think he was normal.

Most importantly, despite these abnormal commands, the Ice Church followers never disobeyed… The composure of the cultists stemmed from the deity's indifference.

Once the deity went mad, even if they were rational, even if they knew it was like moths to a flame, the cultists could only consciously go mad with him.

However, the Ice Church followers were alright; genuine followers weren't exactly bright to begin with. In Lowry's words, the Ice Church followers were like ice dogs, their heads filled with the power of ice and snow… that stuff was just natural ice!

Once their blood boiled and it melted, their heads would naturally be full of water, and it would be normal for them to do unbelievable things.

Outsiders thought they were crazy, but they themselves might feel like a fish in water!

Therefore, the most unlucky ones were those icefield nobles who wanted to use the Ice Church to gain benefits for themselves.

However, who cared how they died with lingering resentment?

Everyone would be happy if they all died.

However, Valera did know some inside information.

Since she crossed the level 10 threshold and became a high-level professional, Lowry had opened the deeper levels of the intelligence hut to her.

Some information related to the gods could only be seen there.

Even Cheska couldn't go into this hut.

It wasn't because Cheska's strength was insufficient or she wasn't mature enough, but because only after level 10 could a person's soul be completely stabilized, and they wouldn't easily reveal secrets due to some bewildering means.

The reason why the Sebeffia were terrifying was because their charm wasn't a bewitching method comparable to poison.

However, Valera was very clear that reason was the basis for human beings to maintain themselves.

Seemingly, what the Sebeffia did wasn't as shameless as poisoning, but in essence, it was more vicious.

The lowered rationality was the most important thing for a person to insist on. Instinct or intuition wasn't that important at all.

Even if a person's heart was full of malice, but he could do it for a lifetime without releasing this malice, was he a bad person?

Valera didn't think so.

Of course, she also liked the kind of good people who were naturally kind and unwilling to hurt others no matter what they encountered, but she was very clear that most of the world was still ordinary people with weaknesses and unable to distinguish between good and bad.

She was, her brothers and sisters were, and the lord she respected and loved was as well.

They only used reason to suppress the 'evil' side of their nature… Once they encountered very unbearable things, they didn't mind using the nature of evil to save themselves.

Therefore, Valera wasn't surprised at all that even though so many changes had taken place in the outside world, and her own daughter and granddaughter were affected, King Travis still focused on the country.

In addition to sending out a group of high-level professionals who were willing to get involved in the mess of the Icefield Kingdom… basically, they were all older and hoped that the world, even if it couldn't be reopened immediately, had to go to a place with a lot of extraterritorial energy flowing in, His Majesty King Travis had been mobilizing the royal army in various regions of the Northern Territory, and even the border hadn't been spared.

The Northern Border Guards were not just a simple matter of having one more Jonathan. The delegation he brought even replaced some of the high-level combat power.

Of course, the group of people who were replaced weren't considered to have lost out. They were almost all transferred to the royal capital at the same level.

The inner city of the royal capital has been undergoing major renovations in recent years, and the barracks on the left have expanded several times.

However, the number of royal city guards hasn't increased, only the mobility of the officer ranks has increased.

Royal capital officers are promoted to the border, and border officers are transferred to the royal capital at the same level.

However, these people who have been transferred in may not always stay in the royal capital. After a two-year observation period, they may be transferred to another border again.

Transferring back and forth, it seems that everyone has benefited, so no one cares about the two years they have to stay in the royal capital.

Although Valera still couldn't quite understand it, she firmly believed that His Majesty Travis would never do a losing business.

He must have gotten what he wanted most from it, and the economic losses were definitely not as great as the outside world thought.

Although all those who were transferred were promoted and given a raise.

But there must be something that would allow His Majesty to earn everything back.

Valera felt that as long as she understood this, she would definitely be able to build Qingfeng Valley more perfectly.

Therefore, even though she felt that Lowry might understand, she didn't intend to ask.

The things asked out and the things she realized herself were not the same thing at all.

That way, she could only do as she was told, but the differences between things might cause her to make big mistakes when doing as she was told.

Only by understanding the true meaning and integrating all the knowledge could she achieve everything in her control, and whatever result she wanted was the result.

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Although she wasn't that strong now, but just by learning a little bit of the surface, Valera had already managed Qingfeng Valley in an orderly manner, and hadn't allowed any existence to take advantage of it.

Lowry was a hands-off shopkeeper. Whatever Valera applied for, as long as it wasn't excessive, he would directly agree.

On the contrary, Cheska had been firmly grasping the territory's resources, and strictly controlled Valera's requests, haggling over every detail.

Of course, Valera wasn't willing, after all, the lord had allowed it!

Although Lowry was so generous in allowing Valera to toss about because he was immersed in magical experiments and couldn't extricate himself, and he would rather teach two young apprentices than deal with the territory's affairs.

But it was also because Lowry thought that her ideas were not a problem, so he agreed so readily!

Baron Lowry was someone who couldn't even be deceived by the cunning existence of His Majesty Travis.

Besides, Valera didn't think that her ideas had any selfish thoughts.

But Cheska just wouldn't agree. When encountering any finance-related applications, that dead girl would directly cut it in half, leaving only half.

It was simply too outrageous!

If it weren't for Lily, that little dragon, following Cheska every day to watch the fun, Valera didn't know if she would hang up her own sister, whom she had valued so much, and beat her.

The number of quarrels between the sisters in the past two years was more than the sum of the past twenty years.

But Valera secretly had a feeling that the relationship between them was much more real than in the past.

In the past, because of their past experiences, they supported each other and supported each other, and they wouldn't even have any dissatisfied emotions towards each other… Even if there was any mistake, they could immediately ignore it and look directly to the future.

Their goals were the same, their positions were the same, and there was no need to worry about differences.

But until the two people quarreled with each other over funding issues, and fought each other several times, they felt the 'elusiveness' of that kind of feeling in the past.

In the past, Valera had also dreamed in the middle of the night that she could only rely on and accompany Micro, lonely for a lifetime in the future.

But since starting a war with Cheska, her dreams were no longer just about herself and the banyan tree.

Although they were also fighting in their dreams, at least there was the existence of others.

Even Charles and Taylor appeared, even though they only dared to watch furtively from the side, and didn't dare to say a word.

But Valera could feel their concerned gazes.

Probably because every time the two sisters started a war, these two unlucky guys had to stay on the side and resolve the crisis of having to persuade them to fight by fighting each other, Valera remembered it too well, right?

People are really interesting. Only after being able to speak out their dissatisfaction and not caring about each other can their feelings be substantively stabilized.

After taking root in the earth and in the soul, Valera cared more about everything in Qingfeng Valley, and was full of malice towards all those who tried to disturb her beautiful life.

For example, the merchant groups that were now appearing outside the valley, which were clearly from the Icefield Kingdom.

Although they were dressed like people from the Ice Domain, Valera could see that these were at least from the noble faction.

She didn't think that the people from the Ice Church would come to attack Lowry's territory while Lowry was still carrying three little dragons and Boranios was still working diligently every day.

Although ordinary people didn't quite understand the problems of that Lord of Ice, Valera knew it very well!

No matter which soul took the upper hand, they wouldn't harass Qingfeng Territory.

Therefore, Valera felt that this was the thing Lowry had said five years ago: Rosalind, who had mastered the power, was ready to play with her.

She didn't think there was anything fun about it, but she would never give in.