The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

He bent down, helped Tassica up, conjured a robe, and draped it over her. His voice, as warm as a spring breeze, soothed Tassica’s mind and body: “There’s an old saying in the Empire: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. I know the true culprit behind the Blood Night of Audu is the War Goddess. As long as the Orcs are willing to contribute to the cause against the gods, I can plead for a chance of survival for you before His Majesty.”

Tassica, already in the depths of despair, felt a ray of light pierce through the darkness when she heard Roger's gentle words, clearly outlining a path of survival for the Orcish tribes. Suddenly, she had hope.

Is the young man before me the miracle I've been praying for?

Old Josda had taught Tassica to trust her own judgment, that there was no such thing as unprovoked kindness in the world, only eternal self-interest.

Roger's words made Tassica understand the Empire's interests and recognize the value of the Orcish tribes.

This sounded much more reasonable than sacrificing herself, a pretty princess, to save the Orcish tribes.

And Roger's mention of the War Goddess instantly cleared Tassica's mind, reminding her of the integration movement Old Josda had been planning.

Without hesitation, she revealed the plan:

“Lord Charles, Princess Agave still has some reputation among the tribes. If you can release me, I am confident that I can gather an elite Orcish allied force, integrate the various Orcish tribes into one, obey Imperial commands, and fight against the gods with all our hearts!”

Seeing the light return to her once-dull eyes, as if she had rediscovered her path forward, a hint of a smile appeared in Roger's eyes.

Very good, you are now a mature puppet princess. It's time to get up and move on your own.

Just as depicted in the plot, Princess Tassica is kind-hearted and not unintelligent.

Although she believes in the War Goddess, her true desire has always been for the Orcish tribes to achieve common strength.

For this goal, she is willing to sacrifice herself.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have actively cooperated with Old Josda in carrying out those operations that went against her true intentions.

In her view, faith is the bond that connects everyone, not something that everyone should become fertilizer for.

When the goddess can no longer protect the tribe, she will abandon the goddess.

However, if the Empire thinks that by capturing her, they can make her a tool to exploit the interests of the Orcish tribes, Tassica will likely resist to the death.

And in negotiations, she will definitely fight desperately to win benefits and autonomy for the Orcs, until she sets a price that neither the Night Queen nor the Imperial nobles can accept.

Tassica is determined to die, and as long as she can do something for the Orcs, she is not afraid of angering the Green Vine Empire and bringing disaster upon herself.

This is why the Night Queen sympathizes with Tassica but only sent Roger to try.

Although it was the first time seeing this half-dragon princess, Little O could see the stubbornness in her bones, unyielding and unbreakable.

Different times, similar encounters, created the same despair and distrust of the world.

Roger also understood Tassica's personality, knowing that it would be futile to be straightforward with her and discuss everything clearly.

Many people have a "cheap" side to their personality.

Being kind to someone, earnestly persuading them, and thinking from their perspective, they simply won't appreciate it.

They will even see your politeness and upbringing as a sign of weakness and become endlessly greedy.

Conversely, bullying, humiliating, and abusing them from a high position, making them despair, extinguishing their confidence, making them worthless, and plunging their body and mind into the abyss.

At this time, just a little bit of tenderness will make them grab on like a drowning person, begging you to guide them. Advice that they normally wouldn't listen to will all be followed obediently.

Even though they get less, they are grateful and full of gratitude.

Roger's approach may be a bit scummy, but if one is willing to hit and the other is willing to be hit, what's there to argue about?

After all, Tassica's concerns are clearly laid out for everyone to exploit. Is it really noble to stubbornly let the Empire and the tribes suffer a lose-lose situation?

Now that Tassica has taken the initiative to propose integrating the Orcish tribes and pledging allegiance to the Empire, the world where only the Night Queen is hurt has been successfully built.

Well, even though the Queen was the first to propose allowing the Orcish tribes to become vassals, Roger used her reputation to successfully scare Tassica, making her the villainous woman in Tassica's heart...

I believe Her Majesty doesn't care about these details.

It's all because the Church has been tirelessly discrediting the Night Queen for so many years. Outside the Empire, she is an unprecedented tyrant in this world.

In the eyes of the Church, it is only natural for the Queen to do terrible things.

Next, Roger and Tassica began to discuss secret treaties that would never be made public.

The Empire would provide strong individuals, limited military security, and military guidance to help Tassica establish a new Orcish kingdom and integrate the scattered Orcish tribes.

This Orcish kingdom would be established in the name of seeking revenge against the Empire, increasing the cohesion of the various tribes.

When the Orcish kingdom is built, it will outwardly declare hostility towards the Empire, but in reality, it will transport Orcish laborers through intermediate forces.

And accept Imperial investment to build new cities, roads, mines, etc., to ensure smooth trade between the two countries, and so on.

At the same time, the Orcish kingdom should adopt wartime regulations to restrict the activities of the War Goddess Church within its borders until expulsion is complete.

“Lord Charles, are these the only conditions?”

After listening to Roger, Tassica looked at him with a strange expression.

This is too lenient, isn't it? Is this actually giving the defeated country so many benefits?

Did Lord Charles fight for all these benefits for us?

Kanbussak is quite barren, and the Orcish tribes have always been poor. Small tribes that can't get enough to eat are common.

Even large tribes have difficulties during disaster years.

Whenever winter comes, tribes often organize the old and weak to attack the borders of the Green Vine Empire.

Not for victory, but to consume part of the population to ensure that most people survive the winter.

Now, the treaty proposed by Roger does not involve occupation, massacre, or plunder. Instead, it helps the Orcs establish a kingdom, provides jobs, helps them complete basic construction, and prioritizes various trades, etc...

Is he a male Bodhisattva?

The only mandatory requirement is to restrict the activities of the War Goddess Church.

But after this incident, Tassica would have to be crazy to believe in the War Goddess again.

Looking at the contract alone, people who don't know the outcome have reason to believe that the Orcish tribes are the victorious side.

To avoid the Queen's butcher knife from falling, Tassica is actually willing to accept far more stringent conditions.

“Don't worry, I will do my best to persuade Her Majesty, to persuade the nobles of the Empire.” Roger revealed a firm expression. “Compared to the War Goddess, the Orcs are also victims. I sympathize with your plight.”

“Lord Charles, you are truly the kindest person in the world. The Orcs will forever remember your kindness... Waaah, you are too good...”

Princess Tassica tightened the robe Roger had draped over her. Tears that hadn't fallen during these desperate days suddenly streamed down like broken pearls.

She didn't want to cry, but Lord Charles gave too much!

In Tassica's view, Roger definitely had no ulterior motives.

Just now, she had repeatedly, either explicitly or implicitly, indicated that she could privately give Roger "some compensation" to ensure the smooth signing of the treaty, but Roger explicitly refused.

It was clear that Lord Roger's character was truly noble.

He sympathized with the Orcs' plight and was bearing the Queen's pressure to seek a way out for the Orcs.

Roger looked at her, crying to the point of fainting, and patted her shoulder. Who knew that Tassica would directly throw herself into his arms, hugging his waist.

“Don't cry... Uh, okay, okay!”

Roger really couldn't bring himself to push away such a young princess who had just lost her country and tell her to go cool off wherever she could.

He could feel Tassica holding on tightly, truly treating him as her last straw, her last reliance.

He could only gently pat her back, offering silent comfort.

But he couldn't help but secretly touch and tap the dragon horns.

Cold, hard, a little scratchy!

He was a little surprised by the current situation.

He had no burden to deceive and sign the treaty, as it was to serve Her Majesty, but was Tassica's attitude also within Her Majesty's expectations?

Is this princess too naive?

If the Orcish tribes couldn't pay in silver, this treaty would be similar to those signed by the Qing Dynasty, but the result would be receiving gratitude from the head of the enemy state...

Roger quickly banished the image of Empress Dowager Cixi throwing herself into his arms and crying violently from his mind.

The half-dragon princess has silver hair, red eyes, horns, and a tail. What a wonderful fetish! How can that old hag with long fingernails compare?

This kind of reaction can only be said that this Agave Princess still doesn't know how industrial countries reap agricultural countries.

Even if the Orcish kingdom can take the opportunity to take off economically, at best, it will only be a colony like India. The longer the time, the more it will depend on the Green Vine Empire.

Of course, the living standards of the people at the bottom will improve, which is what she cares about...

It can only be said that these lambs squeezed by the gods in another world are living too bitterly.

Technological development is completely suppressed by the Church, and they are regularly instigated to fight wars. It is simply an endless Middle Ages with the Church's power strengthened a hundred times...

This is the real eternal night!

Tassica seemed to be crying out all the grievances she had suffered from being deceived and ridiculed by Old Josda these days. She felt that the water level had risen by a meter before she finally raised her head from Roger's arms, sniffed, and apologized: “Lord Charles, I lost my composure...”

She really didn't want to be like this, but when that hand patted her shoulder, she couldn't control her emotions...

“It's okay, um... refresh your tears yourself.”

Normally, a gentleman would hand over a tissue at this time, but this is the ocean of consciousness, and the appearance is a projection of thoughts.

Tassica could just recreate her face.

She shyly stuck out her little tongue, not only clearing the tears from her face but also taking the opportunity to tidy up her hairstyle, apply a light makeup, and modify the details and size of her robe...

This made her look even more pure and beautiful, with a slender figure, and added a bit of heroism.

This is how the Agave Princess should look, a combat posture that suppresses the Orcish tribes with her beauty!

Anyway, in a world based on consciousness, just thinking about it is enough, saving a lot of time.

She didn't add beauty filters to herself, which was already very reserved.

Roger, a straight man, didn't notice these subtle changes. He only felt that the half-dragon princess was more pleasing to the eye, thinking it was because she had cheered up.

“If you have no objections, then the secret treaty will be like this. I will do my best to ask Her Majesty to implement it in this way, to protect the interests of the Orcs as much as possible.”

Roger said cautiously, but in reality, he was quite confident.

This treaty belongs to a more modern, sustainable cycle of harvesting leeks, which just provides the Empire with the labor, market, and allies it needs, which is far superior to directly ruling the Orcish tribes.

As long as the final benefits of the puppet regime and direct occupation are calculated and slapped in the face, the Night Queen will definitely choose the former.

Even if she is copying homework, she will choose to copy the top student's.

And if the Queen accepts it, it means the Empire accepts it.

Tassica nodded in agreement, her eyes flashing with admiration and dependence: “Yes, I believe in Lord Charles. I only hope that you don't make things too difficult for yourself. Even if there are changes, as long as we can survive, the Orcs are willing to cooperate.”

“Our ambitions are great, please bear with it. However, what the Empire wants to accomplish is a great change that has not happened in ten thousand years, to allow all intelligent life in the mortal world to enjoy the blessings of magic. In the future, the output of food, cloth, salt, tea, and metal tools needed by the Orcs will increase dozens or hundreds of times. At that time, these things will be sold to the Orcs at a price you can't imagine, and your quality of life will naturally be greatly improved.”

“Yes, I believe in Lord Charles!”

“The Orcish laborers will gather at a fixed time every day for the work they are going to do, with food and accommodation provided. Repeatedly operating alchemical machinery may be a bit boring, and they will earn less than if they went to be mercenaries and guards, but it is safer...”

“Yes, I believe in Lord Charles!”

“The Empire is developing magic that allows men to have children, and the Orcs' fertility rate can be greatly increased.”

“Yes, I believe in Lord Charles!”

“Believe your head! I was just joking!”

Roger rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, giving up.

The Agave Princess, who was originally quite smart, was actually fooled by him, and she turned around to think for him.

Does she really think of him as a good person?

“Then... do you have anything else to ask?” He was a little afraid to face Tassica's gaze, which was too hot, and prepared to slip away.

Tassica suddenly put on a solemn expression and asked sadly: “Lord, do you know why the Orcs fought for the War Goddess, but the goddess did not protect us?”

Looking at her expression, Roger could guess that this was a question that had troubled her for a long time.

Disappointment in the goddess was also the biggest disillusionment in her heart.

Roger used an analogy that Tassica could understand: “The Bell race likes to eat honey, but honey comes from flowers. Would you directly eat flowers?"