A confused soul in a frail body walks across this unfamiliar land.
Plague, war, revenge, human nature, cruelty.
No help from the gods, only companions and the war spear in hand.
She bathes in blood to survive and raises her spear for peace. That throne, bristling with thorns and swords, is her final home.
"Confused? Good. You can only be confused once you have a goal. That's what makes a hero."
"A hero...?"
She sits upon the throne. Beneath her feet lie bones; behind her are the departed souls of her companions and her enemies.
"I am no hero... That title is too sacred for me. I am merely an unrivaled queen..."
A black rose blooms amid the chaos. Some cheer for it, some fear its existence, some fight for it, and some betray it.
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Thesis: Reflections on the war and peace bring.
Western soldiers should give them ideological education. Strive to do what is forbidden
Is this book a eunuch?
I stayed up all night to finish reading this article, and my head hurt from reading it. Why not arrange some golden fingers? I feel sorry for the heroine. If it weren't for the Western background, I wouldn't have the heart to read this kind of traditional infrastructure story. It's so miserable. Thinking about the process of starting from scratch and fighting everywhere, I feel so tired. Not to mention that this was still in ancient times.
I finally saved up and tied it again.
When will it be updated?
By the way, you can try making a machete. It feels like a relatively low-level weapon for beginners. If the protagonist is a time traveler, you can consider it. Technical iterations of certain basic processes, especially iron-to-steel. Forget it, it's unrealistic. I remember I mentioned in the previous article that the protagonist doesn't seem to know any of these crafts, right?
Come on, science and technology can progress a little faster. Technology advances so slowly. Also, I don't understand how the configuration of the minions doesn't have any outstanding features. Although I know, that may be the norm. But I still hope to be lucky. I hope that the people I cultivate will gradually become the highlights, rather than the new people I meet. Too unstable. Also, the new people you meet halfway don't have such deep feelings. I really don't understand why the heroine is so sad when the old man who was over fifty years old and the only soldier in the village died. Maybe it's because the only elders you can rely on in a new place. But because I really have no sense of empathy, I feel like I'm making a big deal out of nothing. Of course, this may just be because my emotions are too dull.
"Today's dinner for the soldiers in Anjiko Castle" gave the author a big bug ~ It is recommended to add a comma to such a sentence. "In the castle, today's dinner for the soldiers" seems more appropriate?
Your Majesty is so kind
You will know it if you really look at Western history. Even if that group of lunatics kill the refugees without any scruples, there won't be any adverse effects, because even if they don't kill, the adverse effects will still exist. The extent can even be said to be more profound. It mainly depends on the external environment. External worries are always there. It won't focus on the inside.