"Your Majesty, this is an urgent letter that has just been sent from the border, please read and approve it as soon as possible. ”

"Your Majesty, this is the fiscal expenditure of the last few months. I must remind you that, in the midst of the fall of large swathes of the country, our taxes are no longer sufficient to support such a large army, and in three to four months at most, the precarious treasury will go bankrupt. ”

Because of the war, the prices of daily necessities such as grain, meat, vegetables, and cloth tripled in a short period of time, and revolts broke out among the poor in many areas, including the capital. Although all of them were suppressed in the end, if the problem is not resolved, it is believed that it will not be long before the riots will recur. ”

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Listening to the ministers and advisers submit their affairs one by one, Vilia held her forehead, and her beautiful face showed a tired look.

Without taking over the devastated country, she never dreamed that the situation would be so bad that even if Kirwin did not launch a final attack, the kingdom would slide itself into the abyss of destruction as long as it was a stalemate for a few months.

There was silence for a minute before she raised her head and looked at Isolt, who had never said a word: "Master, how are you preparing for that thing?"

"It's already done! It's ready to be used as a weapon on the battlefield! Plus, you only have about half a month to prepare, and after half a month you have to start a war. The old man replied in the affirmative without thinking, and his eyes revealed undisguised excitement and anticipation.

As a spellcaster, there's nothing more enjoyable than crafting a weapon of great destructive power.

In particular, the mysterious substance wrapped in energy gave him a strong urge to study.

Because so far, there has not been any kind of magical energy that can match these seemingly inconspicuous gadgets in terms of destructive power.

"Very good! Then give me a notice, withdraw half of the army from the front and send it to the military towns bordering the Duchy of Polk in the south and east. Half a month later, war was officially declared on the principality, telling Archduke Sith II that either surrender or die, there was no third way. Gripping the armrest of the throne, Vilia gave the order in no uncertain terms.

However, this order immediately surprised the ministers and nobles in the room.

Among them, the Duke of Blonnhilda, who had already handed over the rights in his hand and was left with only the right to observe, asked unceremoniously: "Are you crazy? We are now at war with the traitor Kirwin! You still want to provoke another country? Is it not fast enough to destroy the kingdom?"

"No, it's you who don't understand the situation! Our war with Kirwyn is over! From now on, he will no longer attack the rest of the kingdom, but he will not return those occupied parts. In short, we are now in a delicate reality of peace, and instead of risking this hard bone, it is better to find a weaker opponent and tear the other party's flesh and blood to make up for the loss of the kingdom. The Duchy of Pok is only half the size of the kingdom, which is just as strong as we are today. As long as the main enemy force can be defeated by surprise in the battle, then the kingdom can annex the principality and restore some of its strength. Vilia tapped the table with her right index finger as she explained solemnly.

Of course, she was not so stupid as to publicly say her allegiance to another person, let alone tell these conservative ministers and nobles that there would be no peace in the kingdom in the future, but would continue to wage war until it finally collapsed.

The so-called "drinking to quench thirst" probably refers to her current situation.

He knew that continuous wars were the way to destruction, but if he chose to follow this path, the kingdom would not even have a chance to destroy itself, and it would be swallowed by the fierce Kirwin.

Rather than fail in despair and misery, she would rather her country be divided in the midst of strong expansion.

"What? Truce! He has the upper hand, why should he cease the war?" said another duke, standing up impatiently.

Not only him, but most of the people in the council hall were confused except for two insiders.

But Vilia obviously didn't want to dwell on this issue more, and directly changed the subject: "It's a secret, I don't want to say it now, all you have to do is obey my orders." Otherwise, I would have stripped him of his title of nobility and domain as queen. Okay, that's all for today's meeting, let's get moving, and in half a month, I hope to see a brilliant victory. ”

With that, she immediately waved her hand and signaled that the ministers and nobles could stand aside.

Although many people were reluctant to leave and wanted to stay and ask for clarification, Isolt's threatening gaze made no one dare to make a mistake, and they all obediently chose to leave.

You must know that the bloody palace coup has only happened for a long time, and even the smell of blood and coldness still remains in the air, always reminding everyone who tries to cross the line that the young girl sitting on the throne is no longer the princess who everyone loves, but the queen who holds the power of life and death.

When the last person also disappeared around the corner of the corridor outside the door, Vilia asked in a tone of uncertainty that "Master, are you sure that weapon can help us win a crucial victory?"

Isolt nodded thoughtlessly, "Yes, I'm sure and sure!" Don't forget, this is a gift from a great master, and his wisdom is beyond your reach. Don't doubt, don't hesitate, just obediently follow the direction of his fingers, and we can reap victory after victory. Believe me, the country will go to glory under your rule. Maybe a few years later, when someone mentions Queen Ville, they can't help but praise it loudly, it is a heroine who disgraces all men. ”

"Heroine of the middle school? Hahahaha! You're really joking. We all know that I'm actually a puppet with a string, and I don't make many decisions from the heart. We are all minions, pawns at the disposal of our masters, nothing more. Vilia laughed and laughed to herself.

From that bitter tone, it is not difficult to judge that she is not happy at all, full of pain and struggle.

"Victories are written by the victors! And almost all histories and biographies praise the emperors and conquerors who built up vast territories. People don't care what kind of stories are hidden behind those great victories, they just want to put themselves in the emperor's body and experience the kind of presumptuousness that is empty-eyed. Alright, don't be so discouraged, I'll show you how powerful that weapon is. When you see it with your own eyes, you will understand that all the armies of the world are as fragile as newborn babies in front of it......"