I am a tutor/Terra transcriber in Terra, but the enlightenment stream

It can also prove why the mercenaries did not open fire at that time. Tracy wanted to talk to him in person.

It is undeniable that Tracy has a much better chance of winning than Theresia, and even the road is more suitable for Kazdaele today.

No matter what, Loya has chosen Theresia.

He cannot change the current situation of the war, but he must change the ending of Kazdaele.

The power of words is sometimes far greater than the sword.

Maybe the final result will still be a tragedy, but as long as Sarkaz has hope, Kazdaele will never be destroyed.

"Well, I'm following you now anyway, you have the final say."

W used a sinister tone.

"You are really capable, my minister, why didn't you notice it before?"

"If you talk like that again, I'll kiss you, my assistant."

W immediately shut up and stared at him with bared teeth like a kitten.

"I lied to you. I kissed you even if I didn't tell you."

"you……"

Loya interrupted Miss W's escape with her mouth.

On the other side, Ines and Hedley stepped off the Rhode Island.

"I can understand you meeting Her Highness Theresia, but why would you risk angering that lunatic W to meet Loya?"

Ines turned her head sideways, recalling the terrifying will that almost entered her brain the night before, and felt lingering fear in her heart.

"I think it's definitely not because of Loya's power."

"of course not."

Hedley slowly explained:

"Loya hid it so well that none of us noticed his specialness."

Hedley took out a book from the supply bag and handed it to Ines.

Ines took it and read out the name on it.

"His purpose from the beginning was to get involved in the civil war. He is very powerful, so powerful that I don't want to have anything to do with him."

Hedley turned back and looked at the behemoth Rhode Island.

Hope to see you again.

Loya and W made a fuss for a while and then officially took up their posts.

Since the Ministry of Culture was established temporarily, the area was small and there were no facilities except tables and chairs. A simple sign saying "Ministry of Culture" was hung at the entrance.

And Loya doesn’t even have his own office.

"Why do you feel like you've been sent to the frontier?"

As he was sitting in a chair, meditating, there was sudden movement at the door.

"Hey!" A very energetic voice.

Loya, who dealt with a group of leaders, Riddlers, and Fun Guys every day, was cured instantly.

A long-haired Sakaz, like a blood demon, brought a box that was taller than her.

"Mr. Loya, where is the coffee machine?"

"Ah, just leave it there."

He quickly got up to help, and the two of them worked together to lift the coffee machine to the corner.

But Lucille wiped the non-existent sweat on her head and showed a bright smile:

"Hello Mr. Loya, I'm Colo Hill, responsible for the engineering and logistics of the Rhode Island."

"Hello, Miss Lucille." Loya responded enthusiastically.

But Lucille looked around, scratched her head, and said in an apologetic tone:

"Sorry, because time is too tight, this area is still temporarily open, so..."

"It's okay, I understand." Luo Ya's resentment dissipated.

Not to mention that Lucille is a lovely young lady, she deserves to be thanked just for carrying Loya's things herself.

Not to mention that since ancient times, those who offended logistics rarely ended well.

After sending Kelucil away, Loya took out the pen and paper he brought with him and wrote the "Plan of the Ministry of Culture of Babel".

"Strategic focus: Reconstructing Sakaz cultural identity..."

Proposer: Luo Ya, Executor: Luo Ya

In his previous life, Luo Ya chose to major in Chinese language and literature, not only because he loved literature, but also because he heard that it would be beneficial to the public examination, so he was very good at it.

After reviewing it several times to fill in the gaps, Loya was ready to find a time to hand it over to Theresia.

Now you can start thinking about your new book.

Loya flipped through "Casimir's Modern History".

Likewise, this book records Casimir's current situation and its causes and consequences in great detail.

It can be said that what those in power know is recorded above, and what those in power are unclear about is also recorded above.

At present, Casimir's biggest problem is the spiritual corruption of the country, and the barbaric and disorderly growth of capital, trying to replace the knight class.

But for now, if the capital is solved, there will be no money bags, and if the knights are solved, there will be no guns. Therefore, the two forces are competing in secret with a tacit understanding and do not put the problem on the table.

Casimir's entire ruling class is unhealthy and twisted.

"The knight class cannot win, and capital cannot win."

The knight class can be eliminated, but knights and chivalry cannot disappear.

Capital needs to be regulated, but cannot exist without it.

Loya is here to help people, not to destroy their motherland.

Although it was only a matter of time before he took action against Casimir, the most important thing now was to help this noble knight.

"Well, how about a story about a ridiculously pathetic yet honorable knight?"

Loya opened "Don Quixote".

Chapter 12 When you are confused

Loya spent the rest of his time studying the two books and considering ideas for an adaptation.

Since the system will be updated tomorrow, Loya is afraid of making the same mistakes again and will not write again.

At nine o'clock the next day, the second system update ended.

[Wenhao System 2.0 has been updated. 】

[In order to optimize your experience, scheduled service has now been listed as a basic function. 】

[The questionnaire function has been unlocked. 】

[Now, you can publish questionnaires to readers, and the system is only responsible for screening the respondents and sorting them into mailboxes (except for special readers who have established a relationship with you). 】

In other words, Loya needs to find a way to hand over the questionnaire to others, and then he does not need to worry about recycling.

Like the gifting mechanism, it has no critical use for the time being.

At his desk, Loya set a time of 12 noon and then sank into the system space.

I already have the idea for a new work, and after more than two hours of sorting it out, the general framework has been solidified.

With some time left, Loya began compiling the preface.

What should I write?

Loya thought for a moment.

That’s all, there’s no need to think about it deliberately.

With a bit of freedom and ease, Loya wrote directly:

"Dear knight, you seem to have encountered some difficulties recently."

"Although I believe that you will eventually overcome these difficulties, I still want to do my part."

"I have no other purpose in sending this book. I just hope that you can move on unswervingly."

"Don't care who I am."

I felt inspired and wrote these few sentences in a flash.

From the beginning to now, Loya's letters have always been written in a generally friendly tone.

He never felt superior to others just because he had a system and a mature theoretical and literary system in the world.

Just like Tallulah who always respected her, just like Feino who was still a child.

Pheno represents the future of Terran civilization.

And Loya, Tallulah, and this knight are responsible for making Terran civilization reach tomorrow.

Therefore, Loya added two sentences at the end.

“We all fight for something.”

"I hope you can get out of the gloom, my friend."

——Your comrade, "L"

After writing the preface, Loya turned off the system, and there happened to be a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Because it was definitely not W who could knock on the door, Loya used honorifics.

After getting permission, Theresia opened the door, followed by a girl holding a lunch box in her hand.

Donkey...donkey?

Loya looked at her long ears.

But if the leader is here, just say these words in your heart.

Smiling, Loya stood up and walked towards Theresia.

"Your Highness, just let W take care of the food delivery. There is no need to trouble you."

"I insisted on coming... Just call me Theresia. There is no need to add Your Highness."

Theresia smiled softly, let go of the girl's hand, and introduced:

"This child's name is Amiya. She has always wanted to see you."

"Hello, Mr. Loya."

Amiya put the lunch box on the table nervously.

Smiling, Luo Ya bent his knees slightly, raised his gaze to a height that was level with hers, and said softly:

"Hello, lovely Miss Amiya."

"Can you be my friend?"

"!"

Amiya's eyes widened, her fingers kept circling, and she looked at Theresia with a smile on her face.

Theresia nodded slightly.

Amiya then smiled.

"Okay, Mr. Loya."

"I enjoy reading your books."

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