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The expression on her face looked extremely wonderful. This... what does this mean?

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Chapter 105 The Bewitched Princess (1)

Vera is not stupid.

It is not difficult to understand this sentence if you are not your biological child.

However, Vera's brain seemed to be frozen. For a moment, she was completely unable to understand what Ron's words meant.

What exactly did he want to say?

Seeing Vera's stunned and dumbfounded look, Ron couldn't help but sigh. His expression was a little complicated: "I'm sorry to let you know this."

"You should know very well that as the largest noble under the Spang Church family, the Copperfield family has a very flamboyant style of conduct."

"Your mother was originally the eldest daughter of a Marquis family. She was elegant and beautiful, but unfortunately, she was attracted by Balke Copperfield. Balke proposed marriage to the Marquis family."

"It's normal for your mother to refuse the marriage. After all, she already has a fiancé. She and her fiancé truly love each other and will get married in less than a month."

"Then...her fiancé, the night before the wedding, fell into the water because he was drunk and was drowned..."

"Isn't it ridiculous that a disaster-level practitioner would drown because he lost his footing and fell into the water?"

"Then, your mother quickly agreed to Balke's proposal and married Balke before her fiancé's funeral was held. Balke thought that he finally had a beautiful woman in his arms and was very satisfied, but he didn't know , your mother was already pregnant at that time..."

The Copperfield family is just such a bad, chaotic mess.

Ron's voice was so low that only Vera in front of him could hear it.

No one else around knew what Ron said, and they could only see that Vera's face turned extremely pale in an instant, like gold paper.

These words brought such an exaggerated impact that Vera couldn't accept it for a while, and her body was even trembling.

"If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask your mother. No one knows the truth better than her."

Ron raised his hand, wanting to pat Vera's shoulder to comfort her, but... his palm just stayed in the air and did not fall.

It is really not easy for Vera to accept that the father she always thought was actually the murderer of her biological father.

"Let's go and return to Spang Theocracy. Try not to expose any flaws."

"Then, tell Saint Kaya that she wants to save me, and I am grateful."

"Also, let her stop worrying too much about the things taught by the Heart of Nature. She is just a young girl and should think more about herself. It is good to read books and cultivate herself. I think "Salina's Sorrow" is so good. This book is pretty good.”

Although her heart was in confusion, Vera still tried to remember every word Ron said.

She looked at Ron with a slight sadness in her eyes. She finally understood why Ron no longer called her sister. After all, if what Ron said was true, then they had no blood relationship at all.

"Let's go back. Try not to get involved in those messy things in the future. Maybe, for you, it would be good to be an adventurer who travels around." Ron sighed and said.

Vera's fate is also a tragedy.

In this damn game, few characters have perfect endings without player intervention, and tragedy is almost always present throughout.

Vera took a deep breath, barely suppressed the shock in her heart, and glanced at Ron: "Then, brother, you...you should also be more careful."

Although they may not be siblings, Vera still calls them by that name out of habit.

Pursing her lips, Vera seemed to have a lot more to say, but in the end she didn't say anything, turned around and left, and her figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Dolores did not stop it, but just watched the scene in front of her quietly.

After sending Vera away, Ron looked at Lidya.

The third witch princess was obviously still digesting what Ron said before.

Even though she had become Ron's slave, Lydia still cared about the Spang Theocracy. She tried to find hope for the Spang Theocracy from Ron's words.

But, sadly, no matter how hard Lidya thought, all she could see was blood and despair.

Facing the unified orc leader, even the brave and capable Spang Theocracy seemed extremely small.

At this moment, Ron's voice was like a devil again, echoing in Lidya's ears: "Miss Lidya, let me ask you another question. I will decide whether to continue to help you based on your answer." .”

Lydia's body trembled violently, and she finally recovered from the deep sadness. When she looked at Ron, her scarlet eyes suddenly flashed with light, which was hope.

Yes, she found no hope.

But the master certainly can.

After all, the master is an omniscient and omnipotent being.

"Let me ask you, you want to make the Spang Theocracy better, so which one is better? Does it refer to the upper class such as the royal family, nobles, clergy, or ordinary civilians?" Ron said slowly.

"Everyone, I want everyone to live a better life. I want the children of the Theocracy not to starve to death because they have no food. I want the people of the Theocracy not to live less than forty. He died due to various reasons."

Lidya replied with almost no hesitation.

Ron nodded: "This is a very noble wish, and I appreciate it...but I am also sad about your ideal."

"Do you think your ideal is really possible to realize?"

"Even if the Spang Theocracy takes Granville and obtains the black oil, how much of the wealth do you think will fall into the hands of civilians?"

Lidya opened her mouth and hesitated slightly, unable to speak.

Next to her, Dolores' expression suddenly became strange. She always felt that the scene in front of her seemed a bit familiar.

"You may think that the life of the Granville royal family and nobles is very luxurious, but how much better can the Spang Theocracy be?"

"Have the children of the nobles of the Spang Theocracy ever been frozen to death and starved to death like the children of common people?"

"Will nobles, royal families and clergymen, like ordinary civilians, die before the age of forty due to physical overdraft?"

"Under the ice and snow, do nobles, royal families and clergymen ever feel the cold?"

Every time Ron said a word, Lidya's body trembled.

I have never heard that the children of nobles were frozen to death or starved to death. Even in a world of ice and snow, nobles would not use black oil to keep warm. They would choose more expensive magic stones, because magic stones do not produce a large amount of concentrated oil like black oil. Smoking is safer and more in line with the aristocratic temperament.

Flying snow does not even accumulate on the roofs of noble castles.

Heart of Nature Church, no matter when you enter the church, you will be greeted by spring flowers and lush greenery.

As for the royal family...

In this huge palace, you will never feel cold any time of the year.

Lydia will never forget that in the coldest winter last year, more than 30,000 civilians froze to death and starved to death in the royal city. In the entire Spang Theocracy, this number would increase tenfold.

The Theocracy of Spang and the Church of the Heart of Nature still did not give up the annual God's Birthday celebration. The streets along the way were blocked by soldiers. Behind the soldiers were piles of stiff corpses.

The entire celebration cost about 16 million gold coins... If these 16 million gold coins were spent on purchasing black oil to keep out the cold and keep warm, how many fewer people would die in the Spang Theocracy?

Lydia could not forget how indifferent their expressions were when a minister told his father and the pope the number of deaths during the celebration. To them, it was really just a number.

They didn't make any changes to this number, they just issued an order to kill the minister.

Seeing Lydia's increasingly pale face, Ron's voice became more and more bewitching: "Do you know how much tax is levied on civilians in the Spang Theocracy?"

"The kingdom took 50%, the noble lord tax 15%, the church tax 27%..."

"In other words, a commoner who works hard for 365 days a year has 92% of the value created by the royal family, the church and the nobles... leaving only a pitiful 8% for the common people. "

"If you want to support yourself on 8% of your income...haha, what a joke!"

"Admit it, the royal family, the nobility, and the church are just vampires that eat the bones and marrow of the common people."

"They didn't have to do anything, but they took away most of the wealth created by civilians."

"The extremely high infant mortality rate in the Spang Theocracy and the average age of civilians in the Spang Theocracy is less than forty years old. It is not because the weather in the Spang Theocracy is cold, it is not because the land is not suitable for farming, and it is not because there is no black oil in the land... …”

"The royal family, the nobles, and the Church of the Heart of Nature are the culprits who killed them."

Boom... click!

At this moment, a thunder seemed to explode in Lidya's mind.

The princess' face was pale, and her wide eyes were like an earthquake.

The royal family, the nobility, and the Church of the Heart of Nature were the culprits who killed the people of the Theocracy... She had never thought about this before. Ron's words were like a big hand, clearing the fog in front of her eyes.

She saw hope in saving the Theocracy of Spang.

"You know, what do I see when I look at the Spang Church? They are the unjust dead souls all over the country..." Ron's voice continued to echo in Lydia's ears: "You want to save the Spang Church? There is no point in invading Granville."

"The royal family, nobles, and the Church of the Heart of Nature will gain a lot of wealth because of the invasion, while the civilians will only lose more lives because of the war."

"Their future will not change at all, and the only way you can save the Spang Theocracy is..."

"Overthrow them." Lydia's eyes widened, her gaze full of madness. She took over Ron's words: "Overthrow them, overthrow all vampires, everyone is equal, and the world is united!"

Ron was a little shocked. This Princess Lydia was really unexpected. Her understanding was not very good. She even believed that everyone was equal and the world was unified. This awareness was even higher than that of Dolores.

Yes, yes... it's best to have this kind of awareness. This third witch princess will become another sharp sword in Ron's hand that disrupts the world line, maybe even sharper than Dolores!

As for the other side, Dolores had black lines all over her forehead.

She finally discovered that this prophet seemed to be very interested in provoking others to rebel.

Luring others to rebel may be second only to someone else's wife in their attraction to him.

Is it possible that this person is really born to be rebellious?

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Chapter 106 You should have children first (2)

Lidya's eyes were filled with madness. She felt that she had finally found the hope of her life and finally saw the goal she had been working towards.

Royal family, nobility, church!

These are three big mountains that are weighing on everyone in the entire Spang Theocracy. As long as these three mountains are knocked down, no one knows what the Spang Theocracy will look like, but it will definitely not be worse than it is now.

It's not that Lydia didn't consider what kind of impact would be caused if a riot really started. She just knew that if she did nothing and didn't try, the Spang Theocracy would never change. Just as her master said, no matter how many countries the Spang Theocracy conquered and how much territory it took, the civilians of the Spang Theocracy could only live like slaves.

This country is rotten from the roots.

Ron was very satisfied with the current training... ahem, guidance.

He knew the principle of knowing when to stop and did not continue to instill more ideas into Lydia. He stretched his arms vigorously. A whole night of fighting was really exhausting. After all, he had fought a series of round-robin battles with four masters, Charlene, the Judge of Hell, Melville, and Lydia. For Ron, who was only at the Extraordinary Nine Stars, this was really not easy... Ron thought shamelessly in his heart.

He walked towards Dolores and said, "Your Royal Highness, thank you for your assistance."

Ron knew very well that no other force had come to interfere until now, and it was obviously arranged by Delores.

Moreover, the person who hunted down the thirteen gilded secret guards and executioners under Lydia, and even said that Lydia did not appear on the battlefield as quickly as possible to prevent the fight between Melville and the Inquisitor of Hell. It was probably Delori. Silk is helping.

Although his plan is considered quite complete, it would never have gone so smoothly without Dolores's help.

Even though Ron had said before that he didn't need help, his help to Dolores was not ungrateful.

Dolores also smiled tenderly: "You are the man I recognize. No matter who it is, if they want to take action against you, they must get through me first."

Sister is so cool!

She is worthy of being a princess, and she speaks domineeringly.

After a few brief greetings, Ron took Charlene and Lydia away.

With two heroic guards around him, Ron felt very safe.

Dolores did not try to persuade him to stay, but just stared at Ron's back silently until he could no longer be seen. Then Dolores withdrew her gaze, and her pretty face suddenly puffed up, and she looked quite cute.

She seemed a little angry: "Obviously he is the man I am looking for, but now he is giving advice to another woman. He is really a playboy."

It was obvious that Dolores was not happy with Ron's guidance of Lydia. She tilted her head and thought for a while: "Sure enough, I should give birth to the child first, so that I can keep him by my side."

"You think so, Sister Anna..."

A female warrior wearing armor and a silver-white mask on her face emerged silently from Dolores' side.