The doctor suffers from amnesia, but not complete amnesia.

Qiao Yelan listened very attentively.

"Because Lateran does not allow any race other than the Sarkaz to migrate into Lateran—not even the Liberians."

Oren's words were filled with helplessness.

"Most of the Sakotas who return to Lateran from the outside world do so with some desire for help, either because they have made a lot of money here, or because they hope that Lateran will help their hometown out of consideration for their compatriots."

"But these ideas are impossible to realize—there are no opportunities to make big money in the Holy City, and Lateran never provides any assistance to any outside towns. So they will eventually leave Lateran and never come back."

Qiao Yelan nodded. These actions were understandable. However, the fact that the Sakortas' empathy and their happy and fulfilling lives couldn't keep them from leaving actually piqued his interest.

Oren finally shared his opinion.

"The Sarkaz need to truly open their eyes to the world. They must know what the outside world is like, instead of shutting themselves in and living their own lives. I think we need more Sarkaz who grew up outside to return to Laterano and lay bare their sorrow and sins before my fellow citizens."

in other words--

Oren wanted his people to truly feel the pain.

Chapter 126 Blossoming—Bearing Fruit

"Got to go?"

Clovisia didn't seem surprised.

"Yes, everything that needed to be done has been done. I've been waiting for half a month since I integrated Cumberland and Steam Knights. Since Gawain still refuses to come to see me, it probably means that I won't be able to see him for the time being—there's no point in continuing to wait."

Qiao Yelan remained calm.

If he can't find her, he can't find her. Anyway, that princess isn't a pawn he absolutely needs.

If that princess also lacks ambition and only wants to live under Gawain's protection for the rest of her life, then it means that Qiao Yelan doesn't need to care about her at all—but if she wants to interfere in the situation in Victoria, then she will definitely not be able to do so without leaving a trace.

There are no truly pure behind-the-scenes manipulators in this world. Even someone as powerful as Qiao Yelan sometimes has to bring the Tower of Babel into the open.

This is also why Qiao Yelan likes to be on the front lines of causing trouble—because you never know what kind of people are carrying out your orders.

Only by personally handling key matters can one have the best grasp of the plan.

"Is there anything else I can help Victoria with?"

"No need. To help you pass the time, before the grand show about Tara and Victoria, I've stirred up a conflict between the steam knights and the nobles—hopefully to make you happy."

The woman gave a slight smile.

"Thank you—I really like all the plays you write."

She stood up, walked behind Qiao Yelan, pushed his wheelchair, and headed out of the mansion.

When will you come back?

"I don't know. In many places, plans are buried and only come to fruition many years later, but—they always do come to fruition."

"I am looking forward."

The woman stopped and handed the man in her arms to Outcast.

Goodbye, my favorite Muse.

Goodbye, my most loyal viewer, lady.

Watching the other person leave, Clovisia sighed with a touch of loneliness.

How can reading your plays compare to reading you?

But she had promised Qiao Yelan that she would not leave until things settled in Victoria—she would keep watch over this place for Qiao Yelan in case something that had been abolished was restarted.

She glanced at the building in the distance, which looked like an unfinished project; it still stood there, showing no signs of change.

However, the unicorn knew that it was once a creation on par with the Steam Knights—

Although it is unknown why its construction was later terminated and Qiao Yelan sealed all the data, no further demolition was carried out. Instead, it remained at the point of being just one step away from completion.

She once asked Qiao Yelan what it was.

Qiao Yelan's answer was both easy and cruel, both gentle and cold.

“That’s the bow I use to play the Terra instrument.”

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On the border between Letania and Victoria, two elite armies are facing off, though both sides are clearly exercising restraint.

"Thank you for your escort, Duke Wellington. We are now in the territory of Letania, and we must bid farewell to His Excellency Wellington."

"No need to be polite. I just heard that Letania has a new emperor, so I was eager to see what Letania looks like now."

The old man said in a cold voice.

Since the request was made by Qiao Yelan, and the departure and marching expenses were all covered by Babel Tower, he was happy to conveniently add a hidden expense and squeeze more money out of Qiao Yelan.

"That's a pleasure for the Duke of Wellington to have the time—but there's no need to look. I, Shi Tongling, will not slack off in the slightest. If you have any spare thoughts, you may feel free to give it a try."

Elector Werner von Hochberg said coldly.

The Hochberg lad... is as tough as ever.

Wellington was not angry. Hochberg was his old rival and comrade-in-arms. The performance of Hochberg's private army under Shiton during the Four Emperors War was enough to make any army take notice.

He simply waved his hand, gave a meaningful look to the Golden Law Guard mixed in with the opposing team, and led his troops back to his duchy.

Walner breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Qiao Yelan, and gave her a greeting.

"Welcome to Letania, Your Excellency, Great Flame Envoy."

"Thank you for your trouble, Elector Walner—I'm sorry, when we borrowed it from the Duchy of Wellington, the Grand Duke suddenly had the idea to personally lead the entourage to see me off."

Qiao Yelan said apologetically.

"Please believe me, the Great Yan has no intention of sowing discord between the two countries' border relations."

"I believe in the Great Yan, and I believe in you too—the Duke of Wellington is a lion whose only sign of aging is his appearance. He just wants to take this opportunity to see if there is any chance to continue fighting on the battlefield."

Werner shook his head.

No one can command Wellington; the other side is just looking for a legitimate opportunity to test the current state of Shi Tong's army.

In the September Coup, both of the participating electoral families suffered heavy losses—the Hochberg family's army suffered severe losses, and the entire main family was left with only Werner, the second son who had been forced into the role and had never received any education as the head of the family.

The other Leopold family fared even worse—they were completely wiped out.

No wonder Wellington was eager to make a move. If he hadn't made an excuse this time and asked his friend to bring out Kim Jong-un to help him save face, he probably wouldn't have been able to get out of this situation so easily today.

"The official pleasantries are over—welcome to my territory, Mr. Qiao Yelan."

"I'm so glad to have found an excuse to come and visit you. It's such a nice thing to see a friend on the way back."

The two smiled and shook hands.

A glint flashed in the eyes of the Vice Minister of the Court of State Ceremonial behind him.

My master clearly has a past relationship with this Elector, which means we can...

Slacking off! So satisfying!

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“Ms. Drosst, it’s been a long time.”

"Long time no see, Mr. Qiao Yelan."

Mrs. Hochberg, heavily pregnant, also made a point of meeting Qiao Yelan.

After all, Outcast, her former savior, had come to the family tower with her boss, and she felt obligated to come out and see her.

After exchanging only a few words, Mrs. Drosst left with the help of her maid.

"Congratulations, Mr. Werner, it looks like you'll be a father in less than two months."

A genuine smile appeared on Werner's face.

"Yeah, it's really unexpected that someone like me would have a child so early."

“The closer we get to this point, the less we can afford to be careless—I’ve heard about your situation. Whether it’s domestic or foreign forces, there are quite a few people who see you as a thorn in their side.”

Qiao Yelan's expression turned serious.

The Elector sitting opposite him also let out a long sigh.

Qiao Yelan's words were still tactful; there were countless people who wanted him dead and forced him to step down.

Leaving aside spies and agents from enemy countries, the enemies he faced within Letania alone were already quite formidable.

Within Shi Tong's territory, his uncle, eyeing his position covetously, had gathered a large group of followers and was plotting a coup.

Outside of Shi Tongling, the other electors were also quite dissatisfied with their full support for the current emperor, and they began to suppress Shi Tongling intentionally or unintentionally at various levels.

Beyond the nobility, Volner also discovered that numerous mysterious sorcerers had begun to appear within his territory—through arrests and interrogations by the Golden Law Guards, it was found that these individuals, seemingly still believing in and obsessed with the power of Herhunzoren, were among those in the region.

They called themselves followers of the Witch King, and their purpose was obvious—to possess a copy of the Golden Melody, which the Witch King himself had once enchanted, within their tower.

Werner is now overwhelmed by these problems, and his only solace is his wife and his unborn child.

He knew, of course, that the mother and daughter were pawns that others were determined to acquire, so he was on high alert to protect their safety.

"Thank you for reminding me, Your Excellency Qiao Yelan. I will certainly be more careful."