952: Chapter 486 Sophia has Two Hos_2 952: Chapter 486 Sophia has Two Hos_2 In another two or three years, two more prefectures will ask to join the Wood Dynasty—specific details will be determined as the situation develops.
In the end, we will leave the Young Master only one prefecture.
Actually, in my ideal scenario, it would be best to reduce him to a re governorship.
Then, all of the Young Master’s descendants will encounter premature deaths, no matter how many wives he marries, he will not be able to have any children.
Before that, we will prosecute the impostor king and decapitate all eligible successors in the Nanni royal clan, leaving only a few who obey us.
The Young Master will have no choice but to adopt one of them.
When the Young Master dies—when we need him to die, we can arrange for him to leave this world—the successor will be our man.
After a transition period of seven or eight years to a decade, we can have him submit a petition to abolish his royal title.
My Wood Dynasty will then ensure his lifelong wealth and nobility.
In this way, we can smoothly incorporate the entire Nanni Nation into the territory of my Wood Dynasty without arousing public resentnt in Nanni.
Adonis Dunn and Abner Lane exchanged glances and, without shying away from Owen Bertram himself, said to each other, “What a vicious grand sche!”
“This man can only be a friend, not an enemy.”
Owen Bertram coughed dryly for a while, his face flush with embarrassnt.
Since the Imperial Court had set its policy against the Minor Country Lord Nanni, Lord and Owen didn’t need to provide any response to him urgently.
Wait, is the decision of the Imperial Court done?
It seems like sothing is missing?
It doesn’t matter.
However, while the Imperial Court was ignoring the Young Master and not sending envoys, they kept dispatching the elite Flying Bear Army to the periphery of the Young Master’s territory.
The Young Master was anxious and constantly approached Lord, who was annoyed.
It just so happened that one day, Sophia suddenly received a Communication Talisman.
After a brief chat with Lord, her eyes welled up with tears.
She ca back looking cold and told Lord, “Co with to my ho.”
Lord didn’t want to go, but his will to live suddenly surged, and he agreed without hesitation, “No problem!
I’ll go with you.”
Sophia’s face finally looked a little better—Lord could also conveniently avoid the Young Master by taking this opportunity.
At this ti in Nanni Nation, the Wood Dynasty’s army had already swelled to 1.1 million.
Among them, the number of Southwest Wolf Soldiers reached 300,000!
These generals from the southwest secretly sent their n over after seeing the “potential for profit”.
All the available fighting forces in the whole Wood Dynasty, except for the border forces in the northwest and northeast, had almost all entered Nanni.
The rest of the armies, who could bully civilians and cultivate fields and raise horses, would disperse at once on the battlefield.
After this battle, at least 600,000 elite troops will be trained for the Wood Dynasty afresh!
About 40% of these 1.1 million elites are now roaming around the outskirts of the Young Master’s territory…The Young Master couldn’t sleep at night, and yet the channel of communication with the Wood Dynasty—Lord—ran away!
…
Sophia’s ho was located in a small mountain city in the southwest of the Wood Dynasty.
The place is scenic, with plenty of beautiful won, but the locals were poor.
Girls as young as Sophia followed adults to work and developed straightforward personalities.
For the people in County Town, the biggest official was Captain County.
The strongest cultivator in the entire County Town was only in the Second Level.
As they approached the County Town, Sophia suddenly slowed down, tightly grasping Lord’s arm as if she felt a little timid about coming ho.
After Lord cultivated the Nine Transformations of the Desolate Netherworld, his body could freely switch between the spiritual and physical states.
He patted Sophia’s hand, “It’s okay, it’s okay, I’ll accompany you.”
Sophia slowed down, let out a breath she seed to have been holding for a long ti, and spoke, “I have two hos.
This is the one with my biological parents.”
Lord listened quietly.
In the Wood Dynasty, such stories were as common as strands of hair.
“When I was seven years old, my parents couldn’t afford to keep everyone, so they sold .
But I don’t bla them.
My parents used the last bit of grain in the house to make a small bowl of rice for on the night before and my mother hugged and cried all night, telling : ‘Layla, you are the eldest in the family, you have to take care of your younger brothers and sisters.
Your parents are helpless…'”
“So I don’t bla them, I’m the eldest sister in the family, and I have to take care of my younger siblings who are all younger than .
Selling for money is also considered my way of taking care of them.”
Lord sighed quietly.
Sophia’s biological parents were still conscientious, after all.
“I and seven or eight other girls about my age were strung together by ropes by the human traffickers.
We walked away from this place for many days…” Sophia suddenly laughed stiffly, “It’s funny, at that ti, I actually thought that being with those human traffickers wasn’t so bad.
Although it was tiring and we couldn’t get enough to eat, at least we could have three als a day.
At ho, we couldn’t even have one”
Lord’s heart ached for her.
“But before we were sent to our destinations, my master suddenly jumped out from behind a mountain!” Her stiff smile softened, “She shouted and kicked, and easily saved us.
Then she stepped on the head of the knocked-down trafficker and threw him so money, saying she was buying us.”
“This money should be enough to cover the traffickers’ costs, right?”
“Later, I asked my master why she still had to give money.
She said the traffickers also needed to survive, and in the absence of evidence of kidnapping, she would give them so money.
Although she would give more when she was rich and just a token amount when poor—my master was poor all the ti.”
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