Chapter 403: The Aftermath

"Don't be afraid..." Roland looked at the little girl in front of him who was cowering at the little snow leopard in his arms and said with relief.

"Afraid..." The little girl was so frightened that she almost cried. Looking at the little snow leopard in Roland's arms, she squeezed into a ball.

"Um...it's okay. He's very good and won't bite!" Roland quickly comforted the little girl. If the little girl didn't have a milk-producing goat at home, Roland swore he wouldn't have come over.

"Woooooooo..." The little girl threw herself into her mother's arms.

"I'm sorry for making you laugh, Your Highness." The girl's father quickly blocked the girl and his wife behind him and said to Roland with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, we were rude, and it's the kingdom's responsibility to not protect you." Roland shook his head and didn't mind. After all, Roland felt a faint pain in his heart when he saw the fear and panic in the eyes of the residents along the way.

"No, no, no! Your Highness, don't say that!" The man's legs were obviously frightened.

"Don't worry, the kingdom will give you an explanation!" Roland rubbed his brows and had a headache. Killing the culprits was just the beginning. How to deal with the aftermath was still a trouble. After all, hundreds of casualties were also a big blow to the kingdom, which is now at peace. event.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The man quickly pulled his wife and daughter to thank Roland.

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Roland received the goat milk he wanted. Looking at the little snow leopard greedily licking the goat milk, Roland felt a little heavy.

"Are the results out? Tell me the situation!" Roland looked at Lance who walked in and said tiredly.

"..." Lance opened his mouth and hesitated.

"Tell me, I can still handle it." Roland sighed.

"Currently, 51 people are dead and 77 injured..." Lance said with shame.

"Huh...Are the injured people's conditions stable?" Roland took a deep breath and asked a little depressed.

"The situation is not bad. Those who are still alive will not get worse." Lance said.

"That's good, let the priests take good care of the wounded! I need that none of the people who are still alive will have any accidents!" Roland said.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will keep an eye on it myself!" Lance said.

"By the way, give the families of the deceased 100 gold coins each as compensation! 50 gold coins each for the disabled, 10 gold coins each for the injured!" Roland suddenly remembered something and suddenly said to Lance.

"Huh? Okay! I will make arrangements, don't worry!" Lance nodded repeatedly.

For Roland, although this is only a small amount of money, this year's tax revenue is in vain... He didn't earn much in the first place and all of it was passed on. Looking at it, there is no positive growth data except population, right...

"It's so troublesome!" Roland had no expectations for this winter. He originally thought it would be a peaceful winter and everyone could have a good winter recuperation. However, within two days, the border town was attacked by monsters... Roland's face It can be described as a snapping sound.

"This is an accident that no one could have predicted. It's not our fault. Who knew that such a remote place could be visited by monsters?" Ormsk asked.

"Tsk!" Roland felt a toothache. Logically speaking, since centaurs go out hunting every day, it is impossible for such a thing as Warcraft to exist nearby. Even if there were... it is either in Roland's warehouse or hanging on Baron Bader's wall. on the wall.

"I am still taking it too lightly. If I had left enough manpower, the result might have been different!" Roland sighed.

"...As I said before, don't you feel bad about losing a team of professionals here? They are overqualified for their use!" Ormsk said helplessly.

"Just arrange more militia patrols!" Ormsk sighed.

"The kingdom does not have that many troops to leave precious professionals in a place like this, especially since it is still an ordinary agricultural town. I am afraid that only the empire had the ability to provide each town with enough professionals! "Omsk said with emotion.

"Yeah..." Roland was also deeply touched. After all, the Lagran Empire in the game can already be said to be a behemoth. Its huge size and numerous towns dispersed the empire's army, otherwise it would be really difficult for those lords. Integrate the armies within the empire with the consuls, and it is still unclear who will win...but it is these scattered imperial legions that protect almost all the imperial towns from being harmed by the invasion of Warcraft and scattered orcs (equivalent to a safe zone) !).

"We can't reach that level of the empire." Roland thought about it and smiled bitterly.

"Of course, so we can only do our best. Your mission is to lead more people to survive! Restore the glory of our ancestors!" Ormsk turned to look at Delwin, who was under the bright lights, and suddenly said softly.

"But I don't want to give up on everyone. They all have the right to live. They are all citizens of the empire and there is no difference between them." Roland whispered.

"The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel! We will eventually get out of the high wall! The kingdom's strong city cannot protect every empire citizen... There are still a large number of people living in these towns and villages!" Ormsk shook. He shook his head and said, Roland's idea is very beautiful, but unfortunately it is unrealistic...

Isn't Delvin forced to separate now? After the wasteland around the city had been reclaimed, the farmers who cleared the wasteland could only move further afield, slowly forming settlements, then evolving into villages, and finally another town...

"Alas..." Roland took a deep look at the silent Delvin, and suddenly a sense of powerlessness came to his heart. The last time he was so powerless was at the foot of the Lonely Mountain, when his rapid infantry charged towards the orc army. when……

"..." Ormsk looked at the silent Roland and said nothing. He understood that this was a process that Roland must go through on his way to becoming a king - giving up! There is always something to give up. How can life come with so much of the best of both worlds? A happy life will always only exist in fairy tales. What Roland has to do now is to accept this cruel world and abandon those who are destined to be unable to protect...

"Let's go back!" Roland suddenly stood up and picked up the little snow leopard who was still a little confused. The little snow leopard, which had just eaten goat's milk, was sleeping soundly on the ground, but the next second it flew up in the clouds... …

"We don't want to stay one night?" Ormsk was a little puzzled by Roland's behavior of rushing through the night.

"No, I'm not ready to face the residents who have lost their families and homes... Tell Lance to appease the people..." Roland stood up lonely and left without saying a word.

"Tsk! Knights! Escort His Highness back to Rapid City!" Ormsk looked at Roland walking away and quickly asked the Knights to follow him, while he turned to look for Lance.