Help, they came out of my dream to catch me!

Chapter 223 Are you going to become a dragon too?

Why is the Valkyrie surrounded by such a favorable environment even when she is fighting against ice and snow monsters?
Luxurious palaces, accompanying guards, and helicopter groups ready to lead at any time.

Shouldn't it be eating and sleeping in the open air, lying in the snow and sleeping in the frost, the ruined dust and frost covering her cheeks, and the broken armor can't hide her spirit and glory, shouldn't this be the appearance of the Valkyrie everyone imagined?
Every time they see such a glamorous Theresia, the civilians rescued by her only feel as if she is not a holy lord standing on the same front with them, but more like those high-ranking figures of the Lingsi Group, The so-called salvation is just a show and charity.

Every time she goes everywhere, she never forgets such a big ostentation. Is she saving people or gaining fame?
There are also many rumors gradually emerging in City No. [-], saying that she is really collecting wealth by crusade against monsters. She is completely different from the previous generation of Valkyries, but is no different from the dead Spiral King.

Look, now she really showed her feet.

The ice and snow demon beasts in the North Land have not been wiped out, and they can't wait to live in a luxurious palace. If she really kills the Ice King and oppresses the North Land, she will do some terrible evil deeds in the future. I dare not even think about it!
But Teresia did not squeeze the civilians for her own enjoyment, she was just punishing those executives who made a lot of money from the Lingsi Group. What she enjoys now is to force those silverfish to forcibly obey From their own stockpile.

Even in order not to let these guys use this as an excuse to continue enriching their own pockets and forcibly amassing money, she sent her brothers Tried and Ruger to City No. [-] to supervise them.

The hundreds of helicopters following her can not only help her disassemble and build the palace at any time, but also transport a large amount of food, warm clothes and other materials. Every time she saves a region or a town, she asks the soldiers to distribute these materials to save the local people. Urgent.

These materials were also forcibly squeezed out from the homes of those executives. Compared with those residents of City [-] who can eat enough, have heating, and are willing to spread rumors to slander her, these people live in the most difficult and difficult environment in the Northland The people below undoubtedly need these supplies for emergency assistance.

If this matter is left to those silverfish, Teresia believes that they can do a good job under the threat of their lives, but in the process of transportation and handover, she cannot guarantee this. Everyone in Huan can be impartial and selfless, and don't make money. If this is deducted layer by layer, how much will be left in the hands of the people at the bottom?

So she omitted this link, and directly connected with the executives of the Lingsi Group, and directly transported the urgently needed materials of these wilderness people from their luxurious manors and warehouses by helicopter, and distributed them equally to everyone.

It's just that although these people received food, warm clothes and other supplies, seeing her living in a beautiful big house, all the people who came and went respected her. In this icy and snowy environment, her palace was full of flowers and fountains. gurgling.

Feelings of gratitude and jealousy arose simultaneously.

Hypocrisy, showmanship, and complaints about her gradually began to spread in the Northland.

But it is only a small part, most of the Northlanders are still full of gratitude to her, recognize her, worship her, and admire her.

Because she is so beautiful and powerful, because she has saved so many common people with her own hands.

But in Teresia's eyes, even though most of the people basically praised her, the occasional one or two words of ridicule and hostility always seemed so glaring.

And such eyes and tone seem to be becoming more and more recently.

So much so that she looked at the grateful gazes and gazes of the people eagerly cast on her, but always felt that those eyes seemed to turn scarlet with jealousy and hatred in the next second.

On the surface, they are thanking me and adoring me, but in their hearts... what are they thinking?
Teresia couldn't tell, she really couldn't tell.

Especially when she witnessed a commoner who shouted "Master Valkyrie!" with fanatical eyes filled with admiration receiving the supplies she handed out. With a mouthful of spittle: "Hey, what a Valkyrie, she's just a politician for show, no different from those vampires with fat stomachs and potbellies, except that she looks better and can pretend a little bit."

She couldn't tell the difference anymore.

There are bad people in this world, but there are also good people.

There is malice, but also kindness.

But Teresia looked around, looking at those enthusiastic and sincere eyes looking towards her, but it seemed that she only saw the endless and dark malice covered by a layer of hypocrisy.

The ferocious face of the evil dragon before its death suddenly came to mind.

Is this the malice and curse condensed by death that she gave me?

cut.

Not worth mentioning.

Theresa smiled coldly and turned away.

From now on, from now on, she will not be affected by these external evaluations, praises or criticisms.

She just needs to be herself, follow her heart, and pursue what she wants to achieve.

In this game of life, she will not be overwhelmed by this little setback.

There is no way she will lose.

On this day, on the snow-capped mountains of the extreme northern ice field, on the throne of the Ice King, on the piece of pure ice that he sealed himself like a coffin in a mausoleum, more gaps cracked open.

The blurry figure in the gap slowly opened his eyes, ice white, eyes that seemed to be annihilating deathly silence.

Violent and turbulent spiritual energy gushed out from the gap, spreading down the mountain like a flood.

On this day, the Northland once again experienced a severe snowstorm.

In the howling and raging blizzard, more and more terrifying ice and snow monsters emerged from the snowstorm and biting cold wind.

The disaster intensified.

Under the irrigation of the Ice King's psychic energy, there even began to appear the king of monsters who had reached the seventh level.

Teresia had just finished cleaning up the monsters in one area, so she had to leave immediately and rush to the next area.

Warcraft appeared in more areas, more severely affected areas.

The dead monsters turned into fuel for her, making the fire in her heart burn even more intensely.

Even the seventh-level King of Warcraft is no match for her.

The evil dragons that have ravaged the Northland for many years can be beheaded by her personally, not to mention these beast kings who barely broke through their limits and advanced to the seventh rank under the power of the Ice King?
But they are all the bones and nourishment on her road to becoming a king.

She is still as blazing as a flame, trembling and shining like a red lotus on the battlefield, shining in everyone's eyes.

She also made no secret of her desire, whether it was taking Xia Ming into the bedroom for purification treatment after each war, or pursuing a more beautiful palace, more exquisite and luxurious service enjoyment, to experience all the precious and rare things in the world .

She is a domineering and egotistical king. She fulfills her duties and enjoys everything. She doesn't care what others think of her.

However, Xia Ming became more and more silent, losing his initiative time and time again, and just passively enduring her oppression.

Every time he hugged her pure and flawless body afterward and looked at the still beautiful and confident Theresia, he seemed to see that her forehead seemed to grow a bulge, her tail trailed behind her, and patches of silver appeared on her skin. White scales.

(End of this chapter)