"rmaid Legion, huh." Louis looked at the contract and remained silent for a mont before saying, "Though I don't want to admit it, there won't be few casualties this ti."
Attacking the Gate of the Abyss at the Pirate Islands, it's impossible not to lose lives.
The last confrontation with the Desolate Bone Great Demon, who knows how many soldiers were affected directly.
If he hadn't had Beatrice open the "Gate in the Painting" to take most of the main forces from various countries, the death toll in that battle would be unimaginable.
It was due to such a crisis that, after returning, the militaries of various countries rushed to call for reinforcents.
If you can't handle it alone, don't you know how to call for help?
The defeat of the rmaid Empire this ti is actually not unjust.
Because right from the start, various countries were preparing their navies to directly confront the Gate of the Abyss.
Yet before the war started, they indeed needed a rehearsal target; the relationship between the rmaid Empire and the Abyssal Church is inextricable, and being able to deploy deep-sea monsters ant sothing went wrong at their high levels.
So as targets, they aren't wronged.
The rmaid Empress also felt guilt on that side.
After taking a vicious beating, she didn't call for any large-scale counterattack.
No chance to counterattack at all!
Submit obediently!
But compensation beca inevitable, because even if countries knew the other side was just a target, they couldn't let their military expenditure go to waste.
Soone had to be the scapegoat.
Fighting demons was a must; not fighting would lead to national destruction.
But fighting peers must bring profit.
The so-called internal conflict transfer through war is essentially reducing the internal populace, easing burdens, while acquiring the opponent's assets through war to transform them into one's own.
As for whether these assets are people or sothing else, that's another matter.
The rmaid Empire could only grit their teeth and swallow their blood.
Even the rmaid Empress couldn't bear such a cost, surely opting for so people to take the bla.
It wouldn't be Fishman General Tim.
Using a corpse to allow the citizens to vent isn't enough.
Emotions always being suppressed at the bottom isn't feasible either.
So either sacrifice the ruling class's lives to gain peace, or sacrifice the truly blaworthy "villain's" life, and everyone will be happy.
Nothing more to say? Just do it!
Fight the Abyssal Church! Fight the Gate of the Abyss!
It's all those guys' conspiracies.
"Olivia, the United Navy has many follow-up arrangents, you'll need to handle them."
Louis pinched his brow, feeling uncharacteristically irritable.
A small warm hand smoothed his forehead; Louis raised his head slightly and saw the little swan hum softly and step back, saying:
"No need to worry too much, even though Envy grows quickly, its state is too unstable, it probably won't require us to intervene much, it might encounter issues itself."
Was the little swan comforting him?
Louis was a bit surprised.
However, upon reflection, he found it sowhat amusing.
It's just the deep-rooted stereotypes that made him see the little swan through a naive filter.
But the little swan isn't stupid; a harsh survival environnt also propels her ntal growth.
If she hadn't used the ti split to strip away parts of her mory and emotions, her ntal growth would exceed the average.
—And act even better.
Louis might not be the first victim, but certainly won't be the last.
Seeing a slight change in expression, the little swan humd and retreated into her room.
But she left a crack in the door after entering the room.
Louis's spiritual power kept observing the surroundings, easily noticing that door crack, but he didn't go over imdiately; instead, he discussed with Noom and Jino about the next steps to engage around the little swan.
Strictly speaking, royal mbers don't necessarily have to partake in administrative work.
But with the little swan's continuous growth and the assistance of a certain white-bearded elder in the White Tower, she is gradually positioning herself as the next representative of the White Tower.
Coupled with her royal status, avoiding so administrative duties is impossible.
At most, like Beatrice and himself, find so loyal and reliable personnel to assist.
After finishing his arrangents, Louis then dismissed everyone.
On the way back to his room, he quietly opened the little swan's door.
And then... he felt like hitting sothing.
Because Lumi was in the room.
Lumi looked at Louis with suspicion: "Lord Louis, you have business with Her Highness?"
Louis calmly said without a hitch, "I wanted to ask her so things about Beatrice."
Perforr!
A phenonal real-ti performance!
But Lumi still stared at him: "Alright."
Her feet remained motionless, showing no sign of leaving.
The scene's atmosphere beca awkward.
The little swan coughed and quietly said while holding Lumi's hand, "Lumi~ go out for a bit, we have so plotting to discuss."
Lumi warily said, "Not because His Highness wants to bully you?"
Her words suggested literal bullying.
But the little swan clearly misunderstood, her face turning red.
She blushed and stuttered, "I-I-I could never be bullied by that guy; I'm always the one doing the bullying."
Louis nodded appreciatively, "Right, I was bullied terribly that ti. Lumi, you know how malicious Olivia becos when you're away? She deceived so many people."
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