Aililan did not consider herself smart.
If she were truly smart, she would have cleared this world long ago.
Everything she was doing now was merely following a blueprint and mimicking historical methods.
The advantage of having 5,000 years of civilization from another world was that there was nothing new under the sun. One could always find similar events in history.
Of course, nothing should be done haphazardly.
In many historical novels, the role of a Mutual Market was often somewhat exaggerated.
Therefore, Aililan preferred to learn from modern economic warfare. The purpose of the Mutual Market was to control the economy of the Gnoll-kin.
On one hand, selling her own goods provided tangible benefits.
On the other hand, it cultivated a community of shared interests. Currently, the farmers were the beneficiaries, yet they remained naturally averse to the Orcs. But if the Mutual Market were to close, those old farmers would angrily raise their hoes, storm the Orcs’ homes, and grab them by the heads to force them to continue doing business.
How did the saying go?
A war waged in solitude was the act of a warmonger.
A war supported by the entire populace was called a fight for justice.
Finally, she was following the path set by the American Empire’s historical strategies.
The way the American Empire used economics to harvest so many countries was something everyone could see.
***
Inside a building in Bittel.
“Take another step.”
“Diplomatic messengers have already gone to the Wasteland Bovine Clan’s territory. Regardless of the outcome, we humans must participate in this war.”
Why strike the Wasteland Bovine Clan?
Because they were a tribe of Sapiens not much different from the Orcs. This would inevitably be an arduous war. Aililan needed to intervene and then firmly stamp the mark of “justice” onto the War Pigs.
Aililan paced for a moment.
She let out a long sigh.
She did not really like sending diplomatic messengers to their deaths, but there was currently no better way. The Wasteland Bovine Clan lived deeper within the plains and had very little contact with humans, and the human army could not enter without reason.
Everything was for the sake of reform.
A few days passed, and they visited several more places.
She gained a deeper understanding of the production, reproduction, and even population data of the Orc tribes. This would help her implement more precise policies because unrealistic, empty fantasies of ruling a country would be fatal.
That day.
A place that had become completely barren, even showing signs of desertification, entered Aililan’s sight.
Aililan was slightly shaken. She asked in confusion, “Based on the geographical location and climate, deserts shouldn’t appear on the Orc plains, right?”
The War Pig serving as their guide snorted a puff of white steam from his snout and said, “Wasn’t this caused by those Sheep Beastmen? They’re like locusts. Wherever they go, they dig up even the grass roots and suck them dry. I think one day, the entire plain will be eaten clean by them.”
Aililan gave a cold laugh and said, “Before this, weren’t you War Pigs also so poor that you were digging up grass roots to eat?”
The War Pig guide showed an embarrassed expression.
He had to admit that if they hadn’t met Aililan, they would still be digging up grass roots now. In the vast desertification of the plains, they, the War Pigs, also had a share of the blame.
“That, that…”
The War Pig guide stammered for a good while before muttering, “How can that be the same?”
As if to ease the embarrassment, the War Pig guide suggested, “I know of a spring. Saintess, you’ve been in Bittel for a while now. I’m afraid your body might even have a scent by now.”
Aililan: ?
‘If you don’t know how to speak, then keep your mouth shut.’
Fina Nisi: ?
Milisanel: ?
Aililan took a deep breath, looked back at the several people who were stifling their laughter, and asked, “Are you guys going?”
Fina Nisi and the others replied, “We’re going.”
Aililan took another deep look at Fina Nisi, a hint of warning flashing in her eyes.
Fina Nisi responded with a smile. Neither would mention the events at the hot spring that day.
Under the guidance of the War Pig.
The group quickly found that spring.
But rather than calling it a spring, it was more like an underground river. There was only one opening that looked like an eye.
After the men and women separated.
The women all looked toward Aililan.
“What are you looking at me for?”
“Should we wash together?”
“No need, I’m not that delicate.”
But…
[Holy Light]
Holy Light emerged from Aililan’s body, effectively censoring her figure.
Fina Nisi: ‘As expected of a Goddess Lady.’
Milisanel: “So Holy Light can actually be used like this.”
Fina Nisi: ‘How hateful, damn it, it’s that Holy Light again.’
Aililan entered the water; it was a bit cool.
Fina Nisi didn’t care much, while Milisanel was somewhat interested in the Holy Light and tried to imitate Aililan by censoring her own delicate body.
Finally, it was Fina Nisi.
She didn’t know where she had gotten a thin veil, but she draped it over her body, making her figure appear indistinct and alluring. She also intentionally posed at certain angles, as if putting on a display for Aililan.
Fina Nisi licked her lips. She had absolute confidence in her figure. Within the territories under the Church’s rule, she was definitely one of the best.
She thought to herself.
‘How interesting.’
‘With such a good figure, I don’t believe the Saintess’s eyes are truly empty.’
‘On the first day, you might stay still.’
‘But you can hide on the first day; I don’t believe you can hide until the fifteenth.’
Anyone who would meet the Saint of Temperance in a brothel…
Fina Nisi believed that Aililan’s willpower was definitely not that firm.
She had even considered using that incident to blackmail Aililan, but when the Saint of Temperance and the Saint of Lust arrived together, she tucked away her petty thoughts.
Aililan’s entire body was submerged in the spring.
She couldn’t help but take a few extra glances.
‘Seriously.’
‘As expected of the game’s protagonist.’
‘Even though I’ve seen her naked many times before, I can only say… her assets are indeed grand.’
She had the face.
She had the body.
That chest, that waist, that lap… if placed in any typical game, she would be the standard main heroine. But unfortunately, this was an adult game.
And she was a promiscuous protagonist.
Aililan took a few more deep looks and then muttered in a low voice, “So what if her chest and figure are good? Look at how dark those lips have become.”
In reality, they weren’t that dark.
But Aililan absolutely did not believe that Fina Nisi had been so pure these past few days, interacting only with that scout captain.
In any case, there was definitely more than one.
There were probably many.
Aililan couldn’t help but think maliciously.
“Saintess, are you looking at me?”
Suddenly, Fina Nisi’s voice came through the thick “mosaic” of light.
“Why would I be looking at you?”
“Perhaps my perception was mistaken, haha.”
Aililan’s voice sounded holy as she said, “Grandmaster Fina Nisi, there is only purity in my eyes. Or perhaps… are you the one having distracting thoughts?”
The scalps of Fina Nisi and Milisanel felt a bit numb.
They both knew that Fina Nisi was somewhat lawless.
When immortals fight…
They just hoped they wouldn’t get caught in the crossfire.
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