Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 101 Make the North Great Again (25)

A ghost, a ghost of Drogo's company, roams Winterhold.

That camera.

This is a special model manufactured by the Drogo Group. It does not use undead who can only execute simple commands, but advanced undead with a certain level of consciousness and thinking.

In other words, this is a camera that can move autonomously and has built-in storage capabilities.

Act as Drogo's spy in the North to prevent them from cheating when completing achievements.

After Doudou connected to the data transmission plane directly to the North, he sent a goblin engineer over to make modifications.

The stored images can be transmitted back in real time without being stored in the built-in magic crystal.

However, the modification was carried out under the guise of routine maintenance.

Function upgrades can be performed during maintenance, which is also written in the user agreement.

Those 200-plus pages couldn't have been written in vain; I hired a lot of lawyers when they were being written.

A sinister red halo flashed in the camera lens, exactly like the AI ​​villains in various science fiction films.

The camera is focused on Figesin and Gerda who are in the study.

"Feifei, please leave the North," Gerda advised earnestly, "It's not safe here now. The Twin Towers City can provide you with shelter."

Unlike Gerda, who looked worried, Figesin acted relaxed.

He even used the cards on the mahjong table as building blocks.

"Am I safe in the Twin Towers?"

"Drogo Group, aren't they our partners? They can't be just a simple merchant group. They have close ties with Soren and Lady Flynn. They can definitely protect you."

Figgin piled up the mahjong tiles bit by bit to form a small castle.

"Yes, they are not simple, but why do they protect me? Is it because I am a princess or because of the little wealth I have left? What they want is a stable North."

"Then why are you in such a hurry? If you want to say something like that in public, we must have spies here. Now everyone thinks you want to become the crown prince."

"Ha! Then I think that camera is the eyeliner. Look at its lens. It looks bad."

"I'm not kidding you!" Gerda was a little anxious. She only had this one friend and she sincerely hoped that he would be safe, even if she couldn't achieve those greater goals.

Figosin's expression finally turned serious.

"I don't want to be the crown prince. I want the royal power to disappear completely."

Gerda was so shocked by her shocking remarks that she was speechless for a moment.

"You know, the stuff in that video game console taught me a lot. Maybe the most efficient way for this country is to have an absolutely rational monarch to govern everything."

Figgin continued his story.

“But that is impossible, so it is unreasonable for absolute power to be in the hands of one individual.

"Time is running out. My father has been bedridden for several months. I don't know when he will become the first king. Now is the most fragile time for this structure. If one of my brothers succeeds to the throne, it will be even more difficult to change it."

There was no respect in Figesin's tone when he mentioned his father.

Apart from the blood relationship that she could not choose, she didn't want to have anything to do with that person.

She continued: "A Sutton that is no longer ruled by one specific person will also be a Sutton that is more suitable for the development of the Drogo Group.

"I can also get their full support, instead of just being an agent of the North, right?"

After hearing what Figesin said, Gerda was silent for a long time. This was even more "heinous" than what he said during the execution that day.

Reason told her that she should not support her friend in doing this, as the most likely outcome would be a tragic death.

But maybe some things are more important than life.

After calming down, he asked slowly.

"Even if my life is in danger?"

"Even if my life is in danger." Figesin smiled easily and spoke in a firm tone.

The castle made of mahjong tiles was pushed down with one hand, and the scattered mahjong tiles covered the table.

"Be happy, maybe it's not as difficult as we think."

Figgin stretched himself to stretch his muscles.

"Let's go, the commendation ceremony is about to begin." In order to celebrate the elimination of all large gangs in the North, a grand commendation ceremony will be held in Winter City.

To reward those who have made outstanding contributions during these months of operations and to commemorate those who lost their lives.

And most importantly, it allows everyone to relax their long-tensed nerves.

But she should not have the chance to relax, as the attack against her may never come, or it may come at any time.

"Remember to bring your camera and take pictures of me that make me look good," Figesin reminded him. "After we released the magic shadow we took earlier, I got quite a few fans."

"I know, I know." Gerda was a little envious of her for being so bold that she didn't forget her image at such a time.

"You don't know how tired I am to answer fan letters every day. It would be great if selecting a crown prince was just like doing a show."

The letter was fine, but what surprised Figsin even more was that someone who looked like a rich kid had come all the way to the North.

It's called tourism, a pilgrimage to the holy land.

All of them came from watching a program called "Lin Hai Xue Yuan".

When they come, they go deep into the mountains and forests, and into the ice and snow fields.

And those who cried and shouted for money, wanting to contribute their own strength to Figesin's cause.

Figxin was so scared that he repeatedly confirmed whether they were bewitched by some evil magic.

Later I found out that I was addicted to watching TV series.

The only square in Winter City.

Almost all the residents gathered here, as well as many people from other towns in the north.

What is different from the past is that everyone’s face is not filled with despair and numbness, but joy.

Today we are not here to listen to some lord's announcement about raising taxes, but to celebrate.

They have never had even one lord who stood with them.

I have never heard of such a lord.

But now they have one, Princess Figesin, and it would be great if she could rule the entire kingdom.

Figosin walked onto the platform wearing armor.

Ever since she decided to reform the North, she would always wear armor instead of a dress whenever she appeared in public.

It is not only to ensure your own safety, but also to show your determination.

The moment she stood on the platform, the entire square erupted in thunderous cheers.

She signaled for silence many times, but it couldn't extinguish everyone's enthusiasm. They had been waiting for such a lord for too long.

Finally, the restless crowd calmed down a little.

Figesin walked over to the PA system.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a loud explosion.

Her battlefield instinct made her aware of the danger and she dodged instinctively, only to feel heat in her ears and blood running down her cheeks.

Is it an enchanted musket bullet?
Then there were a few more gunshots, and the guards rushed up and surrounded her.

"Have you determined the gunman's location?" asked Figesin, who was under protection, anxiously.

She hadn't expected the first attack to come so quickly.

"Master Zet has found him, and another team is in pursuit."

"Let me stand up."

"It is not certain whether there were other shooters."

"Let me stand up! This is an order. The more dangerous the situation is, the more fearless I must be."

Under the protection of the Royal Guards, Figosin stood up, ignoring the blood on his face, and shouted: "For the North!"

She saw countless people who did not flee, but instead formed a human wall to protect their lord.

The Undead Camera stood calmly by and recorded this historic moment.

(End of this chapter)