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Hazel tilted her head; she didn't join the others in hunting down the remaining enemies.

"What is it, Caesar?"

She stood still, one hand on the hilt of her sword, her posture upright and her tone crisp.

Lin Si looked her up and down.

She definitely didn't go with those people.

The other members of the Golden Tribe all rushed out with their own groups, but she remained by their side, silently following like a shadow.

Lin Si didn't ask her why she didn't go.

He understood that a monarch always needs someone to protect him.

And considering this Sword Banner Lady's immediate reaction of standing in front of Crydella, it's not hard to deduce that she is Crydella's personal bodyguard.

“I still have some things,”

"But some preparation is needed before using these things."

Hazel nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"First, we need to create a terrain allocation table, and then we need to create a public opinion survey."

The seeds of the All-Purpose Synthesizer and One-Man Harvest can play a significant role.

Given that this city is set in a medieval Western fantasy world, and considering the poor harvest mentioned in the previous Chrysler cutscene, what would the people in the city want?

Their greatest wish was certainly to be able to eat their fill, and for every family to have surplus grain.

So, a monarch's guards personally went to inquire about the people's wishes.

Then, not long after, they produced the Universal Synthesizer, which could generate large amounts of food, and the One-Person Harvest, which could grow into a rice stalk as tall as a person.

What will people think then?

"Caesar really cares about us."

This move could greatly boost public morale in Ohma and increase public trust in Caesar.

The trust of the people is the most important thing for a monarch in a medieval country, without exception.

Lin Si was opening his game inventory to check the items inside when he heard Heather ask a question.

"Who is the topographical allocation table? Who is the public opinion statistic?"

"........."

Lin Si paused for a moment upon hearing this.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on Hazel's face.

That face held a seriousness that bordered on earnestness.

She tilted her head, her brow furrowed slightly, as if trying to match the two unfamiliar names with the face of someone in her memory.

"Who is..."

Lin Si repeated the two words, then fell silent.

He stared at Heather, scrutinizing her from head to toe—her face, her expression, that look in her eyes that said, 'I'm really thinking this through.'

Deep down, Krydella watched this scene and fell into deep thought once again.

She saw Lin Si controlling her body, staring at Heather with a 'Are you serious?' look for a full five seconds.

That look was so complex that Krydela felt as if she had understood some kind of emotion that transcended language in that instant.

"Hailekula, what you're saying is a bit scary..."

Lin Si rubbed her temples and let out a long sigh.

"Good good."

He muttered something under his breath.

"How could I forget that?"

In general settings, the guards accompanying the monarch can be roughly divided into two types: one type is intelligent enough to offer suggestions while protecting the monarch.

Another type is the pure military commander, characterized by 'whoever the ruler wants to kill, I will kill,' emphasizing unwavering loyalty.

Just like Zhao Yun and Xu Chu.

A monarch like Caesar, who thinks about future strategies on his own, would definitely prefer the latter.

Clearly, this Sword Banner Lord belongs to the latter category.

But she's so small....

Lin Si looked her up and down a few more times.

With a slender waist and shoulders that didn't look very strong, she didn't look like the kind of fierce general who could carry a large shield and charge into battle.

Then his gaze fell on her abdomen.

To be precise, it landed in the area of ​​her abdomen.

Lin Si frowned slightly.

What kind of design is this?

It's quite unique, isn't it?

Lin Si sighed again.

This world is, after all, a Western fantasy world, with gods and Titans to worship, so she should belong to the category of 'looking thin but possessing some special powers, capable of overturning earth beasts with her bare hands'.

"Caesar?"

Hazel noticed his gaze, looked down at her abdomen, and

"What's up?"

"It's OK."

Lin Si looked away, deciding to ignore it for now.

"Forget it, this job isn't suitable for you."

He waved his hand, changed the question, organized his thoughts, and tried to make his words simple and easy to understand.

"Is there anyone suitable for Ohma... um, someone who can represent me and ask questions of the public? Someone who is good at speaking and dealing with people."

Hazel tilted her head and thought seriously for a few seconds.

"A baby dolphin?"

"........."

Lin Si was stunned.

No, who is the little dolphin?

Why do I feel like every one of you Ohma members is incredibly talented?

"...What's the baby dolphin's name?"

"Little dolphin".

"I mean the official name."

"It's a baby dolphin."

"........."

Lin Si remained silent for three seconds.

Then he let out a long sigh.

"alright."

He rubbed his temples.

"When you get back, please ask this little dolphin to come see me."

Heather nodded solemnly.

"it is good."

Deep down, Krydella watched the entire conversation between Lin Si and Heather and suddenly had a subtle thought.

"He actually wanted to help Ohma."

She initially thought this person was just there to cause trouble.

Just like 35 years ago, they came and went in a hurry, leaving behind a bunch of questions before disappearing.

But now it seems that he is making plans, arranging manpower, and thinking about how to allocate resources.

These things don't seem like a prank that just happened on a whim.

She suddenly remembered something this man had said thirty-five years ago: "Save Onfaros."

Could he be the 'savior' prophesied by Tirispeius?

But Tirispeius also said that the Messiah would not be born in this era.

So who exactly is this person?

She pondered for a long time, then murmured to herself.

".......Alright."

"It's better than doing nothing."

She paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

"That way of speaking is definitely not like Caesar."

"How could that idiot Hailequla not notice?"

She sighed.

She could tell that Apollonius the Stone-Hovering might have discovered something and was just testing the waters.

Apollonius noticed it, but Hathaway, who had been with her all these years, didn't?

But did Hathaway really not notice?

"Caesar, when we see the baby dolphins, should we also see the golden trout?"

Heather asked a question.

Lin Si: "........."

No, who is Golden Trout?

Chapter 290 The Little Dolphin and the Golden Trout

"Caesar is back!"

When the gates of Ohma opened, someone shouted first. The sound was like a pebble thrown into water, quickly spreading through the crowd.

"Caesar is back! Caesar is back with his guards!"

People put down what they were doing and poured in from both sides of the street.

The vegetable vendor put down his basket, the shoe repairman put down his awl, and several children who were chasing and playing were pulled aside by the adults and made to stand still.

Lin Si controlled Crydra's body to walk at the front of the group.

Behind him followed the excited Golden Descendants and guards.

"Caesar is back so soon?"

A woman holding a child squeezed to the front, her voice filled with worry.

"There shouldn't be any problems in this battle, right?"

"What problem could there be?"

A man carrying a hoe chimed in, pointing to the guards lined up outside the city gate and counting their heads.

"Didn't you see that none of our guards were lost? Not a single one was missing; they all returned unscathed."