As the light fell, the followers from Comoros fell to their knees one by one, crying softly, as if someone had taken away all the bones in their bodies. Some people fell awkwardly to the ground, turning into a puddle of mud.
Others raised their heads and stared blankly at the ceiling.
A stream of tears flowed down his narrow cheeks and soaked the floor. The whole process only took a few minutes.
When the light converged on their chests, the soul stones had already been embedded in their bodies, wrapping their fragile souls.
"Your souls are still very weak and full of impurities now. You need to meditate near the heart of the world every day."
Veronica said, glanced at the Heart of Avalon, and found that only half of the soul stones she had created during this period were left - without the help of the world spirit, the efficiency was still too low.
Soon, the guards outside the hall took away these weak compatriots, and then Veronica discussed "state affairs" with her courtiers for the first time.
"His Majesty."
Patricia, the Lord Privy Seal appointed by Veronica herself, walked to the center line of the hall.
"This is the total number of people counted, as well as ordnance, food and supplies."
A maid stepped down from the throne, took the text from Patricia's hand, and then handed it to Veronica.
Veronica opened it, glanced at it a few times, and nodded.
"...A total of 674,531 people, of which there are more than 580,000 people in the Arkworld...Thanks to the Qing family for their hard work."
"Yes, but... Your Majesty, the number of people is still too small now. Putting aside those producers and people who are not on the path of war, the existing troops cannot afford to guard the royal court."
Veronica raised her eyebrows when she heard this and said softly:
"What does the Qing family mean?"
"I request your Majesty to disclose the location of the Royal Court, so that more lost compatriots can feel at home, expand the influence of the Royal Court, and open up more territories."
"Open up more territory...."
When Veronica heard this, she subconsciously looked to the left and right, but could not find the tall figure.
"Yes, Your Majesty, first of all, start from other virgin worlds and use the Webway to connect the lost kingdoms together, so that we can recruit more warriors, build more warships, and defeat those who have stolen our homeland...
..”
"No."
A high-pitched voice interrupted Patricia's "big plans."
She turned her head and saw Doral Shiran walking out of the team.
"Oh? What do the Chief Arms Officers have to say?"
The Chief Arms Officer is actually the commander of the capital's garrison, but since the capital of the Royal Court has not yet been built, Doral's title is almost a virtual one.
"I don't have much advice. We are still too weak now, and there are many enemies. This is a situation that even a child can see. The lackey of the God of Corruption only failed once and will never give up. Victor, that old dog, eats it."
After suffering such a big loss, do you think he won't want to take revenge? Not to mention that there is a human empire that is eyeing him."
Patricia smiled coldly and responded:
"The Armed Forces Officer only saw the enemy, why didn't he see the allies? When he saw His Majesty's flag, King Qin's army from all the Arkworlds would definitely swarm over, and the allies from each troupe would not ignore it. With so many subjects protecting His Majesty,
What else do we need to worry about? As for humans...don't they still have our 'His Highness'?"
Patricia's last words caused a chuckle in the hall.
Doral also smiled, but it was a disdainful smile.
"How do you know whether those guys are here to serve the king or kill the lord? Over the years, besides you, there are several other craft worlds working hard to save the goddess Isha? As for the Harlequin, what are the followers of Xigaole thinking? I'm afraid you are just too much.
You can't even guess with your head. How do you expect them? You might as well hope that the God of Corruption's garden catches fire one day and Goddess Isa runs out on her own... This bad idea of yours will have no effect except causing chaos for His Majesty and His Highness.
Your Majesty, please be more respectful. The same goes for His Highness... You all seem to have forgotten that old saying, if a rebel is beheaded by the Yang Yan Sword, if His Highness thinks you are guilty, he has the power to chop you all off."
"Then we just close the door and live a peaceful life?"
"What should we do? Your Majesty has his own judgment, so you don't need to worry about it."
At this time, the great sage of Lugnat stood up, bowed to Veronica and said:
"Your Majesty, if it was just to survive, Lugnat could wander around the edge of the galaxy away from the disputes, but our ancestors are willing to risk being devoured by the enemy and penetrate into the realm of Nurgle, just to save Mother Goddess Isha and revive her.
My clan, I hope that your majesty can also put the rejuvenation of our clan as the top priority!"
“I hope Your Majesty will give top priority to reviving our clan!”
Seeing the courtiers bowing in unison, Veronica frowned slightly and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
boom--
Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded, followed by heavy footsteps. Veronica turned her head and saw Soshiyang, wearing a phoenix armor, slowly walking out of a room, and slowly drew out the Yang Yan Sword.
The sound of the holy sword being unsheathed made all the Eldar look at it, and Patricia immediately lost her voice:
"Your Highness, what are you going to do?"
Soshyan did not answer, but walked to the high platform, then inserted the sword into the floor with a bang, then put his hands on the hilt of the sword, tilted his head, and said in Ada language, which he was already relatively proficient in:
"It's okay, don't be nervous, you continue."
"you--"
But no one dared to speak. The shining Yang Yan Sword seemed to be hanging behind all of their heads.
Doral saw Soshyan's appearance and immediately gained confidence, so he said:
"Your Majesty, it is not impossible to gather the people, but it cannot be done in a big way. I suggest that we start with those compatriots who have been left behind."
"The compatriots who were left behind? Sir Doral told me carefully."
"It is those compatriots scattered in the virgin world. Most of them live a primitive life, and basically still maintain the primitive belief in Mother Goddess Isha. You can send envoys to their residences through the root gate of the Heart of the World.
If they spread the news about the Royal Court, many people will be willing to join. After the Royal Court reaches a certain level of strength, we can contact each Ark and even consider counterattacking Comoros!"
"Counterattack on Comoros?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, Comorragh is not only the hub of the Webway, but also an important stronghold of the ancient empire. If we can regain it, we will not only eliminate the threat of Victor, but also save countless people, and obtain sufficient troops, supplies and
Many artifacts from the ancient empire! Only in this way can the other craft worlds be truly intimidated! At that time, the royal court will gather all the forces and plan carefully, and it is not an illusion to finally break the Nurgle Demon Realm and save the Mother Goddess Isa."
After listening, Veronica nodded thoughtfully, and then praised with a smile.
"Sir Doral's opinion is really based on the old man's plan for the country."
"Your Majesty is ridiculous, but before considering such long-term considerations, we must have our own strength. If we only rely on others, everything is really illusory."