Eblana Thinks Lord Huang Is Really Something. / The Blood Duke Was in on It, Too.

By browsing the game's storyline, Master Huang can learn that the people of Leithanian have indeed been exploited to the point of exhaustion.

However, they were no match for the magic towers that were spread throughout the country. By combining them with the spells of the Witch King, they wiped out an entire Gaul army in one fell swoop.

The triumphant return ceremony lasted for seven days.

The Eden was bustling with activity, just like a festival.

As the lord, Huang Cao naturally shared the joy with the people, and even on the last night of the banquet, he immersed himself in the crowd, enjoying the praise he received.

If you've done a good job, why shouldn't you be praised?

"Hey boss, if you ask me, you're much better at it than I am."

Mayor Dulin, who had been conscripted decades ago, stood on tiptoe and handed him a glass of beer.

"Without your help, I would not have been able to build such a large fleet of High-speed Battleship. This is all thanks to you."

"No, no, no, I'm not being sarcastic. I genuinely think you did a much better job than me."

Mayor Dulin, slightly drunk, said, "Actually, I never thought I would lead my people back to this land again, even though we have become very different from our original species during the long migration."

Guess what my initial impression of you was?

Mayor Dulin said.

Huang Cao gently stroked the Dulin's ear, her tone playful, "I bet it must be magnificent, so grand that no king in the world can compare to me."

Pfft.

Mayor Dulin was amused. "My dear, at first, I thought you were a very evil person. You abducted my people and destroyed my homeland. I wish I could cut you into a thousand pieces for every single thing you did."

"When I first arrived in your territory, my lord, I thought of you as a villain who only knew how to rely on that evil plant, but now I don't think so anymore."

Mayor Dulin continued, "Now I wish I could slap my past self a few times. My thoughts back then were very strange, and this description is also very strange."

Mayor Dulin was almost incoherent, clearly having lost his temper. "That's like slandering soldiers who went to the battlefield. The soldiers won a battle, and you suddenly say it was all thanks to superior equipment, giving all the credit to external factors instead of the people who carried it out."

"I used to attribute all of your achievements to your abilities, my lord, and I would secretly slander you. But now I realize that ability is just ability, not achievement itself."

"Take the Demon King Sarkaz in history, for example. Their power was in no way inferior to that of other races, but what did these demons ever plan for their people?"

Ability is ability, and a person with ability should not be confused with ability.

"And you possess such magnificent power, yet you do not use it as a tool to realize your ambitions. Instead, you are willing to enjoy the banquet with us without any worries, giving us endless wine and food."

"So I am really, really grateful to you!"

Mayor Dulin practically shouted the last sentence while blushing.

However, due to his personality, the shouts he made weren't very loud and were immediately drowned out by the surrounding revelers.

However, Huang Cao kept this gratitude deep in her heart.

"I really appreciate your compliment, and I want to thank you too, lovely little Dulin."

Looking at Mayor Dulin, who had collapsed on the stage due to drunkenness, Huang Cao felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Then he turned to look at the reveling crowd, whose smiling faces were so happy and carefree.

So what if all of this is based on Abundance?

The Power of Abundance can indeed feed everyone, but it cannot create a town, nor can it truly make everyone happy.

In the Yaoshi universe, there are so many beings with Power of Abundance, yet very few use that power to benefit others.

So what if my own power is a cheat code?

It was I who ensured everyone had enough to eat, and the territory's planning was also thanks to my intelligence and wisdom that it developed in such an orderly manner.

These are not problems that can be solved by the Power of Abundance; they were all done by people who possess power.

Although all of this is based on one's own strength, not everyone who possesses Abundance strength can do the same as me.

Many more people cannot control their desires and use their power to do evil and cause harm.

Huang Cao felt that there was no need to dwell on the fact that all his achievements came from his own strength, because tools are just tools, and the most important thing is people.

For example, when farmers cultivate land, they wield hoes every day, facing the loess soil with their backs to the sky. On a physical level, it is the hoes that are cultivating the land, but we cannot attribute the farmers' hard work to the hoes.

"Let the revelry continue! Let us feast on the wine and food to our hearts' content, and celebrate our victory once again! From this day forward, countless feasts will continue until the very end of our triumph!"

The Huang Cao sprinkled the wine into the sky, proclaiming its achievements on this land with an ever-burning flame.

At the same time, he also decided on the future name for his territory.

Utopia.

Although it doesn't sound imposing enough, and it doesn't quite fit the current state of the Huang Cao Territory.

But time will eventually change everything, and the greatness of a name is never determined by the arrangement of its letters and symbols.

167

Chapter 167 Nizere thought Master Huang was very impressive.

In the following six months, the situation in Leithanian changed dramatically, and the revived nation once again attacked Kazdel's borders.

If nothing unexpected happens, the nobles of this country will begin to shift their focus of conflict because of the Witch King.

War is always the best excuse, and fighting the demons is always a very good target.

Kazdel's golden period of development, painstakingly built over fifty years, was once again interrupted. In just one month, military spending increased by more than five times compared to the past.

All resources began to be gradually tilted toward the war, and all subsequent development plans were also interrupted.

Whether it's schools or factories, all resources are being channeled to the front lines in the fight against Leithanian.

The ethnic tensions that had been gradually subsiding began to spread like wildfire, instantly igniting the entire Kazdel.

Faced with overwhelming public opinion, Theresia was unable to utter the word "negotiation" or any words of compromise.

After weighing her options, she put on the armor she used to wear when fighting on the front lines and rushed to the front under the cover of night.

This left Kal'tsit somewhat bewildered, and the nation she had painstakingly built was instantly dragged into the quagmire of war.

Compared to Leithanian, which desperately needs to alleviate domestic pressure through war, Kazdel will gain nothing from this war.

Therefore, Kal'tsit subconsciously wanted to seek help from Master Huang, but of course, she couldn't offer any benefits.

However, she believed that the shrewd Master Huang would certainly try to extract as much benefit as possible from the war.

Huang Cao shook his head and patted his heavy desk.

Before explaining, Master Huang decided to have a debate with the other party.

"Kal'tsit, what do you think defines an idealist?"

Huang Cao said in a somber tone.

"From what you're saying, it seems you don't really like this kind of person."

"I never meant that, but the suffering will not stop persecuting her just because she is an idealist."

"Are you referring to Her Highness Theresia? She is undoubtedly a noble idealist, and would give anything for it."

"But is this really acceptable to the Sarkaz people? She is the leader of a country. If she is too radical, she will drag the entire Kazdel into an endless abyss."

Huang Cao spoke very frankly; he was already giving Theresia as many opportunities as possible, and the latter seemed to be doing quite well so far.

Although he had always ridiculed Theresia's actions as a negative example, he had never mocked her.

On the contrary, it is precisely because of respect that he is willing to keep giving opportunities.

I want to see what kind of brilliant ideal light this Demon King will unleash in the future, with my slightest guidance.

The evaluation criterion is whether the civil war from the original storyline will occur, since this war is indeed quite abstract.

"I have great respect for idealists. Although my life wasn't perfect before, I was still doing pretty well, and that's all thanks to idealists."

Kal'tsit: "Since you respect her so much, why do you insist on going against Theresia?"

Huang Cao shook his head. "Am I not helping her in the same way? If it weren't for me, a realist, working diligently here, do you know how many people would have starved to death in her country while this idealist was growing up?"

"But people have to grow up eventually, that's inevitable, we can't be so harsh on her."

"Kal'tsit said."

"You make it sound so easy, because you won't go hungry yourself."

Huang Cao was almost laughing in anger. "In your mind, are all idealists compassionate and kind people?"

"I do not despise idealists, nor do I despise incompetent idealists, but I despise those incompetent, self-important, and obsessive idealists who disregard all costs."

Theresia in the original story, before the civil war, already had a similar feel to this.

Huang Cao just didn't understand it, and still doesn't understand it now, so after he traveled through time, he corrected a little bit of this pink-haired one's thinking.

It seems to be working now, and they've even managed to keep the cat around.

"Just because someone is an idealist doesn't mean we have to praise them with all the nice things and worship them like a god."

"Idealists are also human beings; they make mistakes, cry, feel sad, and experience joy and happiness."

"Before becoming an idealist, one must first consider that she is also a person."

Having said that, Huang Cao finally revealed his purpose. "So let go. This war is a trial for Theresia, and a test for the entire Kazdel."

"The golden period for recuperation and recovery is over; now we must face the bloody reality."

At the same time, he was silently calculating in his mind that the main storyline was about to begin.

Time is running out.

It's definitely more interesting when there are more familiar faces you know.

Meanwhile, on the front lines in Kazdel facing Etania.

Nizere looked at the battle report handed to him by his subordinate and couldn't help but shout in his heart, "Awesome!"

The battle report here refers not to Leithanian, but to Sargon.

The news of Master Huang's safe return also reached the ears of this god of war through other channels.

It instantly made his blood boil; this was the real Sarkaz!

Powerful! Fearless! Crushing everything!

I've been fighting a national defense war for hundreds of years, and finally I'm seeing the Sarkaz launch a counterattack.

Nizere was very excited, but at that moment his student, Theresia, walked over.

"Teacher, what should we do next? We must end this battle quickly..."

The overwhelming hatred of her people saddened her, who wore the Black Crown.

While this is understandable, if it is not addressed, it may be driven to another extreme by some people with ulterior motives.

We must end Leithanian's invasion of Kazdel as soon as possible and extend the golden age of development.

Theresia felt sorrow for the entire nation, and at the same time, she felt a deep hatred for what Leithanian had done.

The hatred within the country had begun to subside, but this one thing caused it to explode on the spot.

While hatred can indeed enhance the combat effectiveness of an army, how to deal with it after the war is also a problem.

Of course, this is actually quite easy to resolve. As long as Kazdel destroys Leithanian, this hatred will naturally be greatly alleviated.

The problem is that it's very difficult to do, or even impossible.

Nizere's military command ability is beyond doubt, but it is impossible for him to lead the still impoverished Kazdel to an instant turnaround.

War is a highly complex undertaking, and military talent alone cannot sustain a perfect campaign.

168

Chapter 168 The Blood Demon Lord also did it.

"My Demon King, there's no need for such burdens. Since they want to fight, we'll gladly oblige."

Nizere replied in a deep voice, "Follow the Sarkaz's will, grind them to dust."