The little nun sighed softly. Lalumia just smiled, reached out and touched the nun's cheek, then helped her straighten the little crown on her head. She smiled and said:
"Theresa, as the Basilisa of Bayerjans, or the Queen, you have a high status and supreme power, but you also shoulder too many responsibilities.
Because of these things, you gained a lot... but also lost a lot. One of the necessary sacrifices is that you can no longer rest alone with Yang Hao.
That Fen is constantly sending him messages, and his children are clamoring for him to spend more time with them. In this situation, what do you think Yang Hao should do to get a good rest
Not to mention that you guys at night—"
"Stop! Don't say that... Hey... I've been reflecting on this, too! But the problem is... Huh..."
The nun was nervous at first, then helpless, and finally she sighed deeply.
It's not that Theresa didn't reflect on her mistakes, nor did she not consider what she should do - but after becoming a queen, many things could no longer change freely according to her wishes.
She wanted to retire right now, find a nice house in Constantinople, and then immediately live a secluded and harmonious life with Yang Hao - is this possible? This is impossible.
The pressure from Finn alone forced Theresa to give up her ideals, not to mention the expectations and gazes from the people.
By the same token, she hoped that Yang Hao could have a good rest and completely relieve the fatigue accumulated during this period of time - but was this possible for Theresa
Impossible... They even have less and less sex at night. In this increasingly busy era, "rest" has essentially become a "trophy" that is more rare than national interests.
Theresa was unable to let Yang Hao rest because of her duties as the queen, and all the elf could do was to hold him back when he was working hard.
Of the remaining girls, Natalia helps take care of the children, Naluga is a very good pet, and Elena hasn't done anything weird recently... But the question is, who can give him a break
It can't be Miss Nia, right
Theresa smiled bitterly. If it couldn't be Miss Nia, then the only candidate would be Lalumia in front of her.
Come to think of it, is Lalumia's work heavy
It won’t…
She is in charge of accounting, or in other words... personnel affairs, which are very common for gods.
Lalumia could handle a week's work in an hour, and then spend the next six days doing nothing, helping Natalia take Anna around, or just going out for a walk.
Her job was very easy for her - which also meant that she was the most relaxed person in the United Nations' top management except for Anna.
Even Naluga has more work to do as a pet than her... At least Naluga has to pat Yang Hao on the head from time to time to show her presence, and has to take care of the children from time to time, and then help research various modifications of golems - Lalumia really has nothing to do after she finishes her work.
Not only is there time available, but Lalumia’s greatest strength lies in her character and identity.
It is no exaggeration to say that Lalumia is the person who is most qualified to call herself "mother" in the entire United Nations.
She is very gentle and kind. She can accept mistakes with her broad mind and make those who make mistakes receive the punishment they deserve.
The most touching thing is that Lalumia’s care for “fatigue” can be said to have reached perfection.
Theresa herself has many inexplicable memories - when she was thirsty and tired, she found a cup of coffee at the right temperature on the table. When she was hungry at work, she found snacks on the other side. Even when she wanted to go out for a walk but was too lazy to change clothes, a piece of clothing that had been selected to suit her mood appeared behind the office door...
She promised that she had never bothered the maid to accompany her in her willfulness. In other words, it was only Lalumia who did all these things.
And it wasn't just Theresa herself, even Finn was taken care of by Lalumia. Even the elf who had always disliked Lalumia for some reason subconsciously wanted to express his gratitude to her "mother".
You said that Yang Hao, as a man working hard outside, could resist such a strong mother-like presence, that is definitely a lie.
Considering that Lalumia has this world to play house with Yang Hao, Yang Hao's gradual fall seems to be a reasonable settlement...
well!
Theresa sighed again.
Especially after discovering that Yang Hao was indeed sleeping very comfortably, especially after considering that he was sleeping so comfortably and still slept very deeply at night...
Her inner frustration became even greater.
And it was at this time—
"Theresa, you don't have to worry about what you did wrong."
The gentle deity touched Theresa's cheek once again.
"After all, everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses - just like when you compare your breasts to Fen's, you can do things that she can't. Conversely, you may not be able to do things that I can do.
We need to face our own shortcomings and work hard on the things we are best at or the things we like the most…
So you don't need to feel frustrated about this matter, really? After all, at least the love in bed is something that only you and Finn can do..."
"So please don't make me more frustrated when you comfort me, okay? And why did you use that kind of dirty joke as a metaphor..."
"Because I think it would be easier for you to understand - and isn't that what you taught me? Who was it that kept swearing at me and asking me to wake up when I was sleeping?"
Lalumia's helplessness made Theresa turn her face away in embarrassment.
That is, after this awkward silence lasted for a while.
Little Theresa coughed twice, gently rubbed Yang Hao's fingers for a long time, then she stood up and looked ready to leave.
Lalumia just smiled and watched Theresa leave cautiously.
She knew that her nun had completely acknowledged her work - it was like her own daughter finally acknowledging that her mother had no ill will towards her boyfriend by loving him like her own son. She felt an indescribable joy in her heart.
"I can only say that there is no need to give any reminders at the door from now on."
The gentle deity sighed, looked up at the air in front of her for a long time, and then smiled and said:
"I just don't know what the kid over there is thinking. If we don't find a way to take action, maybe the other two women around the kid will get there first?"
She touched Yang Hao's forehead.
After confirming again that Yang Hao was still fast asleep, she stopped talking.
She was very happy to reach a consensus with her "daughter" today - it would be even better if the elf who was unhappy about always looking at her breasts was also willing to reach a consensus.
Of course, it would be best if the synthetic doll lady was also willing to reach a consensus.
…
Soon, it was May 17th.
The parish divided the living dead into Protestant and Catholic territories, with only a few hundred thousand weak people left wandering the wasteland. On that day, Hutot Khan's air strike tactics had not yet been effective and only killed a few cooks.
General Dreshuka's eyelids kept twitching for some reason. He inspected the defense line he had built on the plains, but after looking around and not finding any problems, he concluded that the reason for his ominous premonitions probably came from the mountains in the southwest.
He ordered the army magician to contact the garrisons in the seven castles on the mountain and ordered them to report the situation immediately, but he did not obtain any valuable information.
The army of Isgard has been lying in wait for a long time, as if it were dead.
They had no intention of marching between the mountains, nor did they intend to scout the castles on the hilltops. Even after they received support from some Alessians who had fled from the mines in the east, the Isgardians did not seem to have any intention of going any further...
Are they unable to move forward because of food shortages? Or are they unable to move forward because of ammunition supply problems
Whatever the reason, this is good news, right? Why do my eyelids keep twitching and showing an ominous sign
General Dreshuka was very confused. After thinking about it, the only problem might be on the plain defense line
After all, to put it bluntly, the steel-armored trolls among the northern nomads are their biggest enemy—although they move slowly, they are also indestructible.
Given the severe shortage of mages on our side, the biggest problem is how to deal with those trolls.
In the end, General Dreshuka still had to use the good stuff found in archaeology -
That was a byproduct of the underground heating pipeline that His Majesty Yang Hao created when he was still the regent. It was a flammable liquid that could be stored in a sealed barrel.
Although the Roman Empire did not find out the use of these black things at that time, in order to prevent Yang Hao from doing something out of control, the decision made by the Round Table Council was naturally to "conceal it."
Now... General Dreshuka can only take out the things that were originally hidden in secret again and see if he can use the knowledge that Yang Hao bestowed on the Roman Empire to provide this empire with a chance to survive.
"Put those 'black oil barrels' in front and behind the attack path we deliberately left. When the trolls attack, we will directly use the rockets fired by the ballista to ignite them directly -
Let the steel armor on those trolls become an oven to restrict them! I want to see how long those trolls can hold out without fleeing. "
The general ordered his soldiers to deploy new traps. The recent construction of the military zone has been very effective. Although most of the new soldiers cannot obtain complete equipment, at least they can serve as auxiliary soldiers and take on miscellaneous tasks. Most importantly, they understand the importance of discipline. That's enough.
With disciplined soldiers and the defenses he built, General Dreshuka is confident that he can block the invasion of the two countries for at least two months.
But what will happen next is up to fate - if the Alessians don't provide more support, if the eastern mine owners don't send troops to save the country, if Prince Gassen doesn't wake up... maybe the empire here will really perish.
…
General Dreshuka sighed heavily.
Just as he turned around and wanted to leave, an urgent letter from the sentry post in the mountains to the southwest made his eyes widen suddenly:
The Isgardian army appeared on the other side of the mountain, that is, behind their own position!
“This is impossible?!”
How on earth did they break through the mountain blockade?! Why didn't the garrison in the castle notice their movements?!
General Dreshuka actually felt a little confused for a moment.
Subconsciously, I thought this might be a clumsy joke reported to me by some desperate soldier.
Chapter 7 5/6: The Actions of the God of Light - 8K
On the morning of May 17, when Sirenkino finally opened up the tunnel under the third mountain that blocked the road with the concerted efforts of his companions, the army of Isgard had completely bypassed the castles of all sizes on the mountain, and had completely gained the possibility of directly breaking through the military defense line from the rear and joining up with its allies.
But the problem is, the Khutot Khanate is not like the United Kingdom - if the United Kingdom and Isugard are good brothers who can go to the same brothel together for prostitution (at least in the eyes of the Isugard people), then the Khutot Khanate is at most an ordinary friend who can borrow some money to buy cigarettes on the road.
The favoritism that good brothers can get does not mean that ordinary friends can get it. After all, ordinary friends may only come to you for your money, but good brothers have actually helped you!
With this trend in mind, all the Isgardians had no intention of launching a surprise attack on the Roman Empire's military defense line.
They thought they should advance towards the Roman capital. As for the military zone's defense line? They would leave it to the corps defending the rear and the army of the Khutot Khanate.
"So, are we done? We're leaving now - keep going, guys."
The Sirens greeted happily and left the front line in their wet engineer uniforms in carriages. Not long after the Sirens left, General Pies also came to the front line in person.
Looking at the plain outside the tunnel, he twisted his neck and ordered his adjutant to take out the map to confirm the location. He judged that his own troops were simply unable to encircle the garrison on the military district's defense line, but could only launch a fierce attack on the enemy's most vulnerable weakness like a dagger.
"In other words, our Khutot Khan allies will have to deal with the defense of the plains on their own - this is good news and bad news for us."
"Because the Roman Empire may choose to leave a small part of its troops on the defense line and send a large force to fight us. In the worst case, they may even simply abandon the outer defense line and forcibly cut off our logistical supply...
Therefore, we must build a strong fortification at the entrance of this tunnel and use our advantages in guns and artillery to teach the Romans a lesson! "
"In order to avoid being attacked by air forces, we have to leave a dragon and at least twenty griffin knights here... Adjutant, do you have any other questions?"
General Pies made his own plan and looked up at his adjutant who seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Facing his boss's gaze, the adjutant looked back at the colonial army that was leaving the tunnel as planned, frowned and said that they might need to expand their victory as soon as possible and occupy a town in the center.
“It’s too narrow to build a camp here at the tunnel entrance… This place can be used as a logistics transit station, but it definitely cannot be used as a warehouse to store our strategic resources.
We must immediately capture a nearby town or village and transform it into our stronghold...
On the one hand, it can attract the enemy's attention and allow them to deal with the garrison in the village before attacking the tunnel.
Secondly, if we have multiple villages and towns as warehouses to store our supplies, we can avoid being caught in one fell swoop."
General Pis nodded at the adjutant's suggestion: Indeed, if the tunnel entrance is built directly into a warehouse fortress, although it can directly turn the tunnel exit into a solid position, it also means that this place is destroyed, and the colonial troops deep in the central region of the Roman Empire will also face the risk of their supplies being completely cut off.
But on the other hand, if we can build multiple bases around it in case of emergency... Even if the tunnel is destroyed, the colonial army can at least ensure smooth supply for a few days...
Um…
feasible!
General Piss approved his adjutant's suggestion and ordered the colonial army to attack the villages and towns around the tunnel exit at a rapid speed, while ordering the griffins and dragons to fly into the sky for reconnaissance.
On the other side, on the high tower of the defense line, General Dreshuka looked at the griffin and dragon that appeared behind him with a serious expression.
He knew very well that those things were the soldiers of Isgard, because now the Roman Empire couldn't even afford to raise a griffin, let alone a dragon... let alone let them fly high in the sky to fight.
In terms of air power, the Roman Empire was at an absolute disadvantage - but in terms of defending the line, General Dreshuka was sure he still had a chance.
"Those nomads did not launch an attack together with the Ishgardians... In other words, they have a problem with "communication". Or, in other words, they are just allies on the surface, but they are fierce competitors in private..."
General Dreshuka muttered to himself. He soon realized the strangeness between the Khutot Khanate and Isugard, and realized that he still had a chance to defeat the enemy.
If Isugad and Khutot Khanate were in competition with each other, what was their main goal? To the extent that both countries would conceal their military operations...
According to General Dreshuka's idea, they should have only one goal.
"If both countries want to become the occupier of the capital, then it can explain why the Isgardians did not inform the nomads in advance, or why Isgardians did not launch an attack on our vulnerable rear now...
They are competing with each other for the right to occupy the "Royal Capital"! In other words... as long as we don't stand in the way of the colonial army's advance, but concentrate on resisting the invasion of the Khutot Khanate... then this line of defense may still be held."
General Dreshuka was thinking about what he needed to protect most right now.
It's not the ungrateful parish, it's not the mines in the east, and it's certainly not Prince Gasson who has been pursuing pleasure in the capital and is completely unaware of the chaos in the country...