Dress up as the devil and bring some shock to the other world.

The bomb craters filled with gunfire and smoke were flattened by the strange metal creations dispatched from the Dawn Workshop.

The driver was a soldier from North Wind Port. In order to get this driving opportunity, he even arranged to take a test...the first driver's license in the ancient Principality of Belzec.

The push rod was pulled, the engine emitted a roaring sound, and the exhaust gas from the burning magic was discharged from the tail of the metal creation like billowing thick smoke.

"This thing is much more powerful than a horse-drawn carriage!" the soldier shouted excitedly, raising the huge bucket high.

The soldiers surrounding them were jealous. "What is this thing called? Is it too late to verify it now?"

"It's too late. Dawn Workshop only built ten prototypes, and they were all distributed to various fronts for reconstruction... Oh, by the way, this thing, they called it... what was it called?"

“Forklift.”

"Yes, it's a bulldozer! A magical machine...eh? WOC, Lady Blanche!" The soldier exclaimed and quickly prepared to get off the car to salute.

But Blanche waved her hands.

"Don't forget, the Royal City has issued an order that there will be no more nobles from now on, and you don't have to salute."

The soldier thought again and again, "But this..."

Blanche smiled and said, "If you really want to salute me, try saluting me with the monster you're driving. Let me see the world."

"Okay!" The soldier pushed the lever excitedly, "Sir, please watch!"

The bucket was controlled at will without any spells. The soldier just pushed the lever, and the bucket was raised high like a roaring beast, and then fell heavily.

Stirring up clouds of dust.

Blanche raised the corner of her mouth calmly, "Come down, let me..."

"Sir, no!" A powerful but obviously childish voice sounded.

"Oh, it's the Chief Internal Affairs Officer!" The soldier saluted again with the bulldozer.

"It's the maid, the maid!" The one who came running over was a little thing, who looked to be no more than ten years old, and was tall enough to hit the corrugated cover of a bulldozer when he jumped.

"Yes, maid, maid, head maid Yiyi!" The soldiers laughed teasingly.

Yiyi glared at them with a look of grievance, and then, with a mature attitude that was completely different from her age, she said to Blanche, "Sir, you don't have a driver's license, and it's illegal to drive without permission. As the Lord of the North Wind, you can't take the lead in breaking the law."

Blanche scratched her head and laughed awkwardly a few times: "This is not a spur of the moment thing."

Yiyi raised her head and questioned Blanche: "You came here... You haven't put on your formal dress or makeup yet. It's too late. The teleportation array will be ready soon."

Blanche cried out, "It's broken. If it's too late, then don't change it. Just leave it like this."

"How can this be possible!" Yiyi taught like Blanche's mother: "As the lord of North Wind Harbor, you can't just come out like this... Come on, there's still time!"

Blanche was helplessly taken away by the orphan she adopted.

Looking at the figure of their lord going away, the soldiers who remained in place looked at each other and laughed.

"Stop laughing!" Yiyi's voice floated from a distance, "I don't know what conspiracy the devil is up to. If you can't finish today's work, you won't be able to attend the dinner."

"Yes, great steward!" the soldiers responded with a smile.

Wait for them to leave.

The soldier suddenly felt a little emotional: "Boss Blanche is becoming more and more like the old lord."

...

Twintree City.

"Dear city lords, thank you for your kindness. I will report these truthfully."

Nita thanked him respectfully.

She returned to Twin Tree City from the Principality briefly to deal with a matter concerning monsters.

The Monster Mercenaries made a huge contribution during the war against the Hell Demons, and a large number of soldiers who fought alongside them wrote to them... they should get the rewards they deserve.

Therefore, their reward is an identity, citizenship.

Although it is unknown how long it will take for them to truly integrate into the Principality, but now... and in the near future, they will all be the Principality's most proud warriors and heroes.

But now she encountered a difficult problem. A large number of mayors of small and medium-sized cities actually came to Shuangshu City.

It's not about making trouble, nor is it about using connections...

They came here to make donations.

Even compared with each other.

"How dare you donate so little? I've mortgaged my City Lord's Mansion to the Royal City Bank!"

"Oh, that's all? Giving money is nothing." Another city lord said proudly, "Three schools have been built in my city, enough to accommodate all the children. At the same time, this is a recommendation book written by scholars in the royal city."

"There are a total of 35 children. They are all extremely talented and can all go to the Royal City College for further studies in the future!"

"Among them is a child who has now been accepted as an apprentice by the Dawn Workshop!"

There were endless exclamations.

This guy uses the talent card!

Nita originally thought that these city lords came to show up, make themselves known, and strive for power that would be beneficial to them.

As a result, she looked around and suddenly realized...this group of people didn't want anything. They were just here to compete and show off.

The nobles of the past voluntarily gave up their assets and even used pride in the people under their jurisdiction as a means of comparison.

What kind of dream was I having?

It’s broken. I can’t press down the corners of my mouth.

Nita still recorded all the contributions made by these city lords. "The Principality will never forget your efforts. Thank you for your contributions to the Principality."

The city lords were very excited. "That...that, that, that is that, can we make one?"

"Which one?" Nita asked puzzledly.

"It's the red, long one with lots of words on it..." the city lords suggested.

Nita suddenly realized, "I will send someone to present you with a batch of banners. Not only you, but any citizen who has made outstanding contributions to the principality can receive them. You decide on the rewards yourself, but the ones you give out must be recorded in the book."

"Great!" the city lords cheered.

"My fellow city lords, I will be heading to the royal city next. If necessary, I can arrange for someone to take you around Shuangshu City. Please forgive me for my poor hospitality."

The city lords waved their hands and said, "We can do whatever we want. You don't need to worry about it."

Nita nodded, but just as she was leaving she saw a familiar figure.

Horn, the lord of Rennes City... Nita was very impressed by this man. Levi once mentioned this man and commented that he was not capable of taking on big responsibilities, but he was open-minded and not a corrupt person.

Nita paused, and the other city lords noticed this and spoke slowly:

"Horn, when it comes to determination, none of us can match you."

The bloated and obese Horn smiled and shook his head, "My family is not as wealthy as yours."

"You are being modest... We heard that your son has performed meritorious service on the front line."

“That’s his ambition, not mine,” Horn said with a laugh.

The city lords laughed and said, "We thought you came here to take credit for your son."

Horn sighed and said, "Forget about asking for credit. So many people died in the battle, and my son is just an ordinary soldier. How can he be ranked in the list of those who ask for credit?"

Nita stared at Horn.

Horn responded to this gaze:

"Please go quickly to this funeral... Please give our regards to the heroic spirits on our behalf."

Nita nodded slightly.

Turn around and leave.

"Changes...?" Nita murmured, "Not just in Twin Tree City... but also in many other places... every corner, every person..."

"Nita!" A shout sounded in the distance, and the silver-haired wolf girl trotted over.

“Alyssa, why are you alone here? Where is Sheila?” Nita wondered.

Alyssa is the acting mayor of Heaton City.

Ever since the previous lord of Heaton City passed this position to Alyssa.

The city of Heaton followed the wishes of the previous lord and took in a large number of orcs, and has become the city with the largest number of orcs.

It was just that Alyssa, who had a somewhat gentle personality, found it difficult to quell the various troubles that arose, so Sheila, the commander of the soldiers in Heaton City, always appeared with Alyssa.

While the two are inseparable, there are always some strange rumors due to their completely opposite personalities.

For example, Shira iron 1, Alyssa iron 0.

Alyssa sighed deeply, "Don't mention it... In order to boost morale, this guy Sheila broke into the group of dragon beasts created by the devil alone."

"Now I'm just holding my breath."

"If the Church of Light hadn't sent a famous bishop to rescue the injured, I would have given you an invitation to her funeral."

Alyssa sighed helplessly, "She rushed out while shouting about friendship bonds."

Nita was speechless, thinking to herself: Alyssa is right.

...

"Is this some kind of Lao Deng tea party?" Paleiji walked into an unnamed grocery store.

Facing me were three old men sitting opposite each other, drinking sour coffee without sugar or milk.

Rex retorted on the spot: "I am the old man? I should be the youngest person here!"

Gandalf, the old god of the Holy Light, laughed: "Is it a joke? It's quite interesting and humorous."

The dean of Wangcheng College commented sharply: "Rex, you are really old."

Rex: "?"

I, Rex, am forty-five years old, the prime of life. How can I be compared with you guys who are half buried in the ground?

Then again, Rex nodded: "Paleiji, do you want to see me for something?"

"Oh, that's right. Teacher, you are still as skilled as ever, so I would like to invite you to come out of retirement and contribute to the Principality." Pareji suddenly used honorifics.

"Teacher? How long has it been since you called me teacher!" Rex was quite surprised.

Think back to the beginning.

When he was still a librarian, he had two students who were both the best of the best.

result...

Pareji died midway through her life when a red-haired girl broke her faith in Taoism. From then on, she gave up Taoism and turned to literature, becoming a third-rate novelist.

Another one...

That is even better than the master.

In order to avoid doing homework, she developed the unprecedented magic of clone, and since then she has become a super-principality-level stay-at-home girl. Until now, no one knows where she has been staying.

"Since you call me teacher..." Rex smacked his lips. It was strange, something was not right... "Tell me why you came to me first?"

Pareji lowered her head and said respectfully, "It's like this. Her Majesty the Queen received a proposal. After discussion and decision-making, she decided to implement this proposal... Next, the Principality will set up a brand new institution."

"The organization needs a suitable manager. Looking across the entire principality, you are the only one who can do the job. No one else can do it!"

Pareji's shoulders were shaking.

"Paleiji," Rex said.

"I'm here."

"Lift your head and look at me."

Pareji said quickly: "I'm sorry, it's not polite."

"You are laughing, right? You must be!" Rex's expression collapsed. "What is the name of this organization?!"

Pareji answered truthfully: "Seagull Logistics."