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Chapter 930 Chapter 161 Output

Chapter 930 161. Output
In fact, Annan had a prototype in his mind, a prototype of a plan that could weaken the Kingdom of Rekanel bit by bit and cook it like a frog.

Business alone is not enough. Those who are attracted by money will eventually leave because of money. They have to export something else, something illusory but real.

And this is exactly what Liberty City has been creating...

"Little Wilhelm" is a name that makes real Wilhelm people frown. Annan didn't use it for fun. Whether it's a scam or a way to get close to someone, Wilhelm represents beauty. Does Little Wilhelm represent "little" beauty?
This is why Liberty City can always attract residents. Although they are all poor people who can't make a living... but it's a good start.

After all, Liberty City is only two years old, and it still has a lot of time to grow with Annan.

But Annan hadn't figured out how to use it as a weapon. Distribute leaflets? Come on, the civilians in the outside world can't even write their own names. If you want to distribute them, you should distribute magic newspapers, and you have to let them know where to tear them to activate them.

Shooting magic images? It's useful, but there's only one thing. You ask them to spend 1 gold coin to watch the magic images? They may not even be willing to spend 1 copper coin... So if you use it, it's just like distributing flyers.

Stop the trade between the Kingdom of Rekanel and the outside world? No... Those nobles won't be hurt, and the only ones who will suffer are the common people...

Dropping directly from the sky with the Warlock Protection Association? Three summons means one less summons, and it would be a bit of a waste to use it on the Kingdom of Rekanel... Besides, the news that he had contacted the Warlock Protection Association was still spreading from the Kingdom of Dimon. The most threatening time for the forbidden spell was when it had not yet been used.

While Annan was lost in thought, Olmedo told the others the story of humans and orcs.

Compared to Annan's simple story, she added a lot of details, such as the orcs selling their weapons to buy sheep, fighting over sheep, and being hostile to each other for profit. In the end, the entire orc empire collapsed because of a mere wool, just as shocking as the destruction of a kingdom because of a horseshoe.

"Lord Olmedo, can we do this?" Losey asked first.

He has read a lot of books about war recently and realized the horror of the "sheep eating people" story...

"It's difficult to implement, and I think our enemies should be the royal family and nobles of the Kingdom of Rekanel, not the common people..."

"The day they choose to follow the betrayer, they should think about their miserable future." Fermi said in a low and murderous tone. After experiencing the Battle of Hell Mountain and losing an arm, his personality became more intense.

"You can't think like that, Femi. You can't expect civilians to have the right to choose..." Idilia said gently.

Fermi restrained his coldness and bowed his head to show his obedience.

"By the way, should we announce this to the outside world?" Jack asked.

An Nan looked up as if awakened: "Are you asking me? But it doesn't matter whether it is announced or not. Anyway, there are no secrets in the City Lord's Mansion..."

"That was just a joke. The real secrets will never be known to outsiders," Olmedo explained.

"Is that right?"

Everyone nodded.

"Well...then declare war, but don't say anything except the declaration of war itself."

"So don't talk about such a serious topic in the tone of what to eat tonight."

……

[You all know what happened these days... We reserve all means to take action against the Kingdom of Rekanel... Victory... Victory at all costs...]

The children chasing and playing stopped, the woman hanging clothes in front of the window looked up, the pedestrians on the street stopped, and the bustling pub fell silent.

All over Liberty City, people stopped what they were doing and listened quietly to the war declaration relayed by Lilith echoing over Liberty City.

"war……"

At the corner of the street, a man with long hair and a beard, leaning on an oak stick, lowered his head like an ascetic monk, "The air is filled with fanaticism, it smells really bad..."

Da da da--

The brisk footsteps disturbed the ascetic's deep meditation. He looked at the cheerful little girl who jumped out of the alley and dispelled the heaviness.

She stopped in front of the ascetic and looked up at him.

"Hello, child." "Hello."

The ascetic pulled the corners of his mouth, forced a smile, and pointed to the mage tower in the distance: "Did you hear that?"

"I heard."

"Then you... forget it, what's the point of me talking to a child about this?"

"You haven't told me yet, how do you know I don't understand?" said the little girl.

"Well, do you know that you are going to stir up new unrest?"

The little girl stretched out her voice and said, "I think it's a bit heavy for you to say this to a ten-year-old child."

The ascetic asked her in surprise, "What is your name, child?"

"Ivana."

Ivana now looks like an ordinary little girl.

"You are very smart, but do you know that the claws of the ratmen and the devil are right in front of you, and you are still fighting a civil war..."

"You are wrong. It was the Kingdom of Rekanel that started the war. They betrayed, they cheated, they assassinated. We did nothing except declare war. You should not accuse a beaten person of fighting back."

The ascetic opened his mouth and sighed: "Maybe you are right... But hatred accumulates like this... War never changes..."

Perhaps because he felt that the little girl in front of him was really special, the monk said a lot to her. Before parting, he winked at the little girl and said, "Go back and tell your mother that you talked with Naber for a long time on the street today."

The little girl looked up at Naber and said in his tone, "Go back and tell your mother that you talked for a long time with the smart Liberty City girl Ivana today."

The ascetic laughed: "My mother has been dead for a long time."

"Then we are even. My mother died in the Kingdom of Rak'k'ar."

The ascetic opened his mouth, as if he was shocked by the calm words of a little girl: "You will have a sweet future, I promise..."

"Thanks, you too."

“Ivana——”

A clear shout suddenly came from the corner of the street, and a lively little girl with a ponytail and two green backpacks on her back ran over.

"My friend is here to see me. I'm leaving now. Bye."

Ivana said goodbye to the ascetic monk who called himself Naber and met the little girl.

She forgot about the ascetic out of curiosity, took Ivana's hand, and walked away muttering.

"who's that person?"

"He said his name was Nab."

"you do not know?"