Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 17 The Madman (Thanks to Mu Ci Ye Se for the 2000-coin reward)
When she was supervising the war against the Kingdom of God as the Holy Maiden of the Glorious Church, she had seen too many towns being breached and civilians living in dire straits.

This was the first time she had seen the scene in the square of Cold Wind City in the Gray Mist Territory.

"Your Majesty Ron."

"Your Majesty Ron."

Wherever Ron passed, the civilians bowed respectfully.

If it were any other town that had been conquered by the enemy, the people would have already fled and hidden themselves in their homes. How could they dare to wander around the streets or squares?

You want to ask why?
Celia thought about it seriously and concluded that Ron's character of doing what he said was recognized by these civilians.

The three things Ron wanted to do were not difficult, and other lords could do them if they wanted to.

But who would do such a thing?
Who would be willing to do such a meaningless thing?

What's the point of spending a lot of money to gain recognition from these civilians?

The benefits and efforts are completely out of proportion.

Rather than gaining recognition from these common people, they would rather spend a lot of money to gain recognition from the military and upper-class nobles.

Although it sounds cruel, Celia believes that this is the right thing for a leader of a country to do.

Ron's behavior was, to put it nicely, refreshing.

To put it bluntly, he is mentally retarded or crazy.

Especially melting all the weapons and armor is simply courting death.

Celia stared at Ron, who responded to the crowd with a smile on his face, as if she wanted to see through what was going on in Ron's mind.
Ron noticed the look in Celtia's eyes and chuckled, "Why are you looking at me so affectionately?"

Celia was silent for a moment, then asked, "Are you planning to incorporate these people into the Royal Guards?"

Ron shook his head: "Grey Mist Territory cannot be defended, so I don't plan to form an army."

Keltia frowned. "If you know you can't defend it, why are you so hasty in restoring the country?"

Ron is not controlled by the shackles of slavery. He could have hidden somewhere else and spent the rest of his life in peace, but he ran out to seek death.

"It's a rare opportunity. If you don't make it up, you won't have another chance to make it up again."

Ron stretched out his hand, and the gray mist gathered and quickly condensed into the shapes of a cat, a dog, and a cow in front of him.

"Mad!" Celia cursed in a low voice, her eyes full of unreasonableness.

Ron accepted her compliment gladly: "You're the first one to say that to me, but you won't be the last."

He joyfully manipulated the gray fog, and the lifelike animal shapes drew gasps of amazement from the surrounding civilians.

He looked at these gray mist creations with a childlike smile on his face. He said to Celtia, "You see, this gray mist is just like our lives. It has no fixed form, but once it is given direction, it can create unexpected things."

Celia was in no mood to discuss life with him. She asked, "After you die, what will happen to these civilians you gathered?"

Ron dispersed the gray mist in front of him and said, "As long as Her Majesty can bear witness and prove that they are not soldiers but ordinary civilians, the Emerald Kingdom will naturally not do anything to them. At most, they will be expelled from the Gray Mist Territory."

"Why should I help you?" Celtia asked angrily.

"You broke my barrier against the enemy, which can be considered as interfering in the war between the Kingdom of Gods. Saint, you don't want the Glorious Church to know about this, right?"

Keltia: “…”

"Your Majesty Ron."

At this moment, a soft cry was heard.

The orc girl Renee ran towards Ron with two pieces of bread in her hands.

Behind her were two orc girls who were about her age.

Ron looked at Renee who was running closer and said with a smile, "Looks like you've found your friend."

"Yes," Renee nodded happily and thanked, "Thank you, Your Majesty Ron, for saving Noel and Bella."

Compared to the last time they met, Renee was obviously more lively now.

Her two friends, like her last time, lowered their heads nervously and timidly thanked her, "Thank...thank you."

Ron smiled. "Get some rest tonight. You'll all be joining the work tomorrow." "Okay."

The two little guys nodded vigorously.

Obedient children are indeed very healing.

Ron felt much more relaxed. He looked at Renee again and promised, "Work hard and perform well, and I will send you back home."

After hearing this, Renee's expression suddenly became serious: "Your Majesty Ron."

"Ah."

"Can you teach me how to practice?" she asked earnestly. "The clan leader said I have a talent for practicing. If you teach me, I will definitely become powerful."

"What do you want to become stronger for?" Ron asked with a smile.

"I want to stay by His Majesty Ron's side and protect him." The girl said seriously.

Ron burst out laughing after hearing this.

He did not deny that Renee did have racial talent, and was rated as a Speed ​​A. With careful training, reaching level seven would not be a problem.

But he is only half-baked now, how can he teach Renee?
Besides, he was about to run away and didn't need anyone to protect him.

Ron insists on acting alone, so his future is bound to be homeless, and his confidants and the army will only become a burden for his escape.

So, he doesn't need it.

Ron was about to reject the orc loli's kindness when he suddenly sensed four more people coming from the gray fog at the border.

Then a large group of people showed up.

Did Byron return with the refugees from outside the Gray Mist Territory?
wrong.

Ron sensed something was wrong.

The speed is wrong.

This isn't like the speed of delivering goods, it's more like... being hunted.

Ron immediately urged the gray fog to rush over.

Running in both directions, he soon saw Byron and his four companions running in front.

They rode in a carriage and sped towards the city of Lingfeng.

Behind them, dozens of war horses were galloping, closing the distance.

The people sitting on the war horses were all wearing uniform armor, and they were obviously cavalrymen raised by the nobles.

Ron passed by the carriage driven by Byron and rushed straight into the herd of horses.

All the cavalrymen who passed by Ron fell off their horses without warning.

Suddenly, a large number of horses lost control and ran wildly on the plain.

Seeing the chaotic situation, the remaining cavalry immediately turned around and retreated.

Of course Ron wouldn't give them the chance to go back and report.

Three minutes later, only dozens of ownerless war horses and dozens of corpses remained on the plains at the border of the Gray Mist Territory.

Ron doesn't like killing people and he considers himself a kind person.

However, in his attitude towards the enemy, he adheres to the principle of never letting go if he can kill them.

After dealing with the pursuers, Ron chased after the carriage ahead.

As if realizing that the pursuers behind them were not catching up, the carriage galloping in front slowly stopped.

Ron saw Byron standing behind the carriage from a distance, trying to see what was happening behind through the gray fog.

When he saw Ron catching up from behind, he waved.

Ron came closer and said in a deep voice, "What's going on? I asked you to buy something, but you didn't buy anything and you even brought back a group of Emerald Kingdom cavalry."

(End of this chapter)