Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn't want to be pushed down by the players

"Your Highness."

Donald looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess expressionlessly and put down the quill in his hand.

"May I ask what you want from me, Your Highness?"

Although he said this, Donald lowered his head again, took out a document and began to read it carefully.

"Forehead."

Chris stood there awkwardly.

But she didn't blame Donald for his rudeness, because many of the documents on his desk were actually her work.

Glancing to the side, I saw a small table next to the desk, with plates with food residue on it.

Sir Donald probably stayed up late again yesterday.

Chris turned her head away somewhat embarrassedly, counting the income from the annihilation of the Thunder Wolf Mercenary Group, arranging the already formed caravan to go out, the construction of the commercial center, and counting the output of various workshops in the city.

With so much work thrown to Donald, it's no wonder he ignores me.

"Cough cough."

In the awkward silence, Chris could only force Donald's attention.

"Your Highness, please speak directly." Donald raised his head calmly and looked straight at Chris.

"Well, I want to send people to the camp in the Angus Bottom Mountains to directly purchase mercenaries there, the harvest of adventurers entering the mountains."

"Yes." Donald listened calmly and picked up a quill to write on a blank piece of parchment.

"Find an open space outside the city, with a rocky mountain nearby so we can easily get materials locally. Then, publish a recruitment notice to both the city's citizens and strangers."

"Yes."

"I also want to form a scouting corps composed of foreigners."

"clear."

"Tell the citizens of the city to come to the city hall to register. I will implement a citizen policy. As long as you are a citizen of Weide City, you can receive benefits every year."

“Then I also want to build a store of my own in the commercial center, specifically for foreigners.”

As Chris spoke, Donald kept taking notes until the sheepskin was completely filled.

"Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?"

"Uh, probably not."

After taking a look at the parchment in Donald's hand that was already filled with writing, Chris didn't dare to look Donald in the eye.

"I'll arrange for someone to do it right away."

"Uh, that's it then."

Seeing Donald pick up the documents in his hand again, Chris hurriedly turned and left.

She was worried that if she stayed there any longer, Donald would be unable to resist drawing his sword and dueling with her.

Donald watched Chris walk out of the study with an expressionless face, then calmly turned his head to look at the floor-length mirror he had moved and placed next to him.

Raising his hand and gently pressing the flowing short hair that he carefully groomed every day, Donald suddenly showed a look of horror.

His hairline seems to have gotten higher!

The open space behind the castle, a small training ground.

This is where Chris and the guard knights under Lordran train.

However, the ones standing here now are Chris and Rodlan.

After destroying the mercenary camp, Chris felt the need to improve her strength.

So, these days she has been asking Rodlan for advice on swordsmanship.

Chris glanced at her tech panel.

Aler's military swordsmanship LV2, wind swordsmanship LV1, and a royal secret sky swordsmanship LV1

This is what she has gained in the past few days.

"Your Highness, let's call it a day today."

Noticing that his prince's fair forehead was covered with sweat and his chest was heaving violently, Rodlan made a sword flower and sheathed his sword.

"Ok."

Chris, who was already feeling tired, was eager to take a rest.

"I'm going to change clothes."

The already tight training clothes stuck to her body stickyly due to excessive sweating, making Chris feel very uncomfortable.

"Yes, Your Highness."

With the help of Yuni and her maid, Chris changed into a refreshing outfit.

"Your Highness, do we have anything to do today?"

Yuni asked, standing respectfully beside Chris.

"Yes, I have."

Feeling the autumn wind blowing on her face, Chris showed a helpless expression.

She clicked on the system map in her mind, and a red dot appeared in Wade City.

"Let's go to South City for a walk."

"Yes, I'll go down and arrange it right away."

Take the guard knight with you and walk in the city of Vader.

Chris could clearly see the changes in Weide City in the past few days.

With the influx of a large number of players, the originally remote and desolate border town of Weide is now becoming more and more prosperous.

Looking at the forum, Chris knew that a large number of these players were coming for her.

While maintaining a sense of distance, you still have to work hard to increase your influence among the player community.

Walking on the street, Chris was observing with her own eyes the changes that she and the players had brought to the city of Weed.

Over the past month, she has spent a lot of money, which has increased the income of the citizens and created more jobs in Wade City.

When players enter this city, they receive far more tasks than in other main cities.

Move bricks, move stones, carry goods, clear wild creatures, and mine.

Well, the player is really useful.

Standing in the commercial center, Chris couldn't help but smile as she watched the players carrying the stones and moving them.

Players are the primary productive force.

Given experience, these players will become the best workers.

It was thanks to these players that Chris could see the commercial center being built at a very fast speed. In two days, the market would be completed.

By then, when businesses move in, they will be able to bring more income to Weide City, and she will be able to develop her own power faster.

While inspecting the construction progress of the commercial center, Chris kept scanning the surroundings looking for her target.

found it!

He was a young man whose social status was evident from his attire.

Refreshing short brown hair, handsome face, upright posture, and hearty smile.

Looking at those players who left him with satisfied expressions, you can tell that he is still a generous young man.

"Who's that over there?"

Chris pointed at the young man.

"Your Highness, that's a caravan from the eastern city of Tana. This young man is a minor nobleman, Albert Higginson, who came here with the caravan to gain more travel experience."

Listening to Rodlan's introduction, Chris nodded thoughtfully.

Just then, the young noble seemed to have noticed something and turned his head to look over here.

He bowed slightly humbly and respectfully, and saluted gracefully with one hand on his chest.

Chris also lifted the hem of her skirt in return.

Then, he turned around and continued his patrol with Rodlan, pretending nothing had happened.

Albertson withdrew his gaze and chatted with the caravan leader beside him with a smile.

Chrissie Ludwig is the biological sister of the little prince who has the highest chance of inheriting the throne.

She looks weak and easy to bully, but that's not the case.

Albertson silently recited the information in his mind, chatting with a friendly smile while thinking about how he should approach this prince.

He turned his head to look at the busy and massively constructed Vader City and nodded thoughtfully.

PS: Sorry, I didn’t update yesterday, and I missed an update the day before yesterday. I will make up for it in the next two days. The second update will be at 10 o’clock, and I will try my best to make up for it at 12 o’clock.

PS: I don’t know when the road next to my house will be repaired. From last Thursday to today, the Internet has been cut off for three days and the electricity has been cut off for two days. It’s so uncomfortable.

Chapter 18.3 Recyclable Resources - Players

A few days later, Chris completed her sword training with Rodlan.

After changing out of his soaked training clothes and arriving at the city hall, he was stunned.

Albert Higginson, the spy who had come to live in Tana, was a young man sitting in the town hall.

Clerical assistant, there are many NPCs around him who do the same job as him and are busy there.

However, compared to other assistants, there was a long line in front of this Albertson, all of whom were female players.

"Is this new here?"

Chris just took a quick look and then looked away, asking Yuni curiously.

"Albert Higginson, from Turner City, came to the City Hall three days ago to apply for the position of clerical assistant."

As the head maid and Chris's most trusted confidant, she has always helped Chris manage intelligence.

As soon as Chris asked, it was like an intelligent database, immediately retrieving information from her mind.

"In the past three days, because of his handsome appearance, elegant temperament, graceful speech and humor, he has been well received in the front office."

"That's it."

Chris nodded. "I remember he was a nobleman, right? How could he be a clerical assistant?"

"He said he wanted to experience a different life, but he also admitted that he wouldn't be working as a clerical assistant for long and would leave when he found something interesting."

Is that right?

Perhaps, it is because of these seemingly frank words that people will not doubt him.

I'm curious why a noble boy would do this kind of work.

Start to suspect whether you are a spy sent by another force.

Because clerical assistants cannot access upper-level intelligence.

If you don't do it for a long time, it means that no matter how well you do your job, you will not be gradually valued and successfully break into the senior management.

It’s just a pity that Mr. Albert met Chris.

Although now because the players have just entered the game, they are still doing various errands to familiarize themselves with the game, and the faction war has not yet started.

But Chris can see Albert's message.

Albert Higginson

Level: Swordsman 32, Noble 4, Ranger 23.

Faction: Duke Aukaf

He comes from Grand Duke Okaf, who now controls the power of the entire kingdom.