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Chapter 218 Relief
"It's very simple." Allen nodded slightly, pointed to the moral class behind him, and said, "Let them come to the class too. We are all classmates, and the conflict will be eliminated after one class."

Thomas suddenly realized, and agreed: "Mr. Allen is so smart, why didn't I think of it."

It's not that he didn't expect it, but his subconscious is still afraid of the morality class, and he doesn't want his peers to join the morality class... Allen silently evaluated Thomas' mental state, knowing that the ideological awareness of the students in this period is not strong enough.

The rest of the Templar students nodded one after another, agreeing with Allen's wise decision, taking turns to flatter:

"Yes, we can have a few more classmates at the same time."

"Ms. Alan is broad-minded, and I am not as good as that."

"But will the progress not keep up?"

Some Lions worry about their friends and worry that they won't be able to keep up with Allen's class.

"It's okay, if you can't learn it, you will be repeated. My moral class is not only one." Allen waved his hand and told the lion to move more chairs into the classroom next time and add seats so that these new prisoners of war have seats to study.

The classroom was not crowded at first, but due to Thomas' inquiry, the seats for the next class must be crowded.

However, the students didn't realize it, they only thought that there was a chance to learn, and they didn't care whether it was crowded or not.

After Allen left, the prisoners of war were dumbfounded. They had never seen the Templars worship the human lord so fanatically.

The human race is considered a member of the nobility in their royal city, but the status is definitely not that disparate, and there is no need to bow down to this point.

There was something wrong with the fanaticism of the Templars, and perhaps the problem lay in the Mortban... The veteran prisoners of war glanced at each other, already aware of the problem.

But they had no way to escape. Their throats had been entangled with layers of rope, their mouths were stuffed with smelly socks, and their hands and legs were tightly locked to the pillars.

"Brothers, bear with it, we will be classmates tomorrow." Thomas walked up to them, persuading them gently, as if joining the moral class was a very happy thing.

The more the veterans listened to it, the more fearful they felt about the morality class, as if the classroom was a scourge, and entering would mean death.

"Tomorrow City, it's so scary..."

The veterans were choked up and sobbing. Not to mention the fact that the intelligence was tricked out, they had to be brainwashed, which is a shame in life.

"Compared to the forest, Allen is really dangerous!"

The prisoners of war lowered their proud heads, hating themselves for waking up too late, and now it is too late.

……

When Allen returned to the office, he happened to see several documents on the desktop.

"What important letter is there today?" Allen looked at Windsor.

Two desks were added next to Windsor. A man and a woman sat there. The man was from the Lion Clan and the woman was from the Fox Clan. They were assisting Windsor in handling the affairs of Tomorrow City. They were commonly known as the secretary of the deputy city lord.

As for why the race is not a cat clan, Allen knows in his heart that this is Windsor's action to express support for the idea of ​​a multi-ethnic country.

Taking over so many government affairs, Windsor's political thinking has improved rapidly. If she chooses two cat clansmen as her assistants, she will definitely be replaced by Allen. It is better to change to a different race to show her political stance.

Windsor flicked half of her bangs, "Yes, the beast tide is over, and the intelligence networks all over the country are active, and there will be more letters."

The two little secretaries behind her lowered their heads and immersed themselves in their work. Although they admired Allen very much, they couldn't eat their worship and continued to approve documents.

"Well, let me see."

Allen looked at the letters on the table, which were basically selected by Windsor.

There are not many such letters, and Allen doesn't like to read too many letters. If he really wants to handle them all, he must be so annoying.

Unwrap the ink pads of the first letter and take a quick look.

"The beast tide is stationed in the southern forest area, forming a new forbidden area. The reference location is..."

This letter is the follow-up information of the beast tide. There are many wild beasts running out of the [-] mountains, and there is no army from the Lionheart Kingdom to clean them up. They occupy the land as the king, and circle a forest and turn it into a territory.

A beast territory like this can't live for long. As long as the Lionheart Nation regains its strength, it will be able to clean up the beast territory within a year or two, and once again kill the beast tide in its cradle.

The second letter is that there are a lot of refugees in cities and towns across the country, and many towns can't accommodate so many victims. Now is the perfect time for the Tomorrow City army to collect victims.

Next year, Wangcheng may be free to fight Tomorrow City. Allen took out a map of the Lionheart Kingdom, pondered the geographical location of each town, and remembered the ammunition inventory, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

Naturally, there is no better time to collect disaster victims, but there is not so much food in the territory for the time being. It is best to occupy the coastal cities, open up shipping, transport food from other countries into the city, and increase the food reserves of Tomorrow City.

"Sitpe Town already belongs to Tomorrow City, Morning Glory Town is in ruins, Nan'an Town and Shuizhu Harbor are good targets." Allen looked down the map.

Water Pearl Harbor is the closest to the coast and is the largest port town in the east of Lionheart.

Nan'an Town is less prosperous than Shuizhu Port, and its business is not as strong as Shuizhu Port. The only advantage is that Nan'an Town is very close to the canal. Driving around the coastline is not so convenient.

"Go to Nan'an Town first to help and see how many victims we can get." Allen nodded Nan'an Town with his hand.

"Windsor, the food in Tomorrow City is still enough."

"Based on the current total population of Tomorrow City, it will be enough within three months." Windsor replied without raising her head.

"Well, then send troops to help the victims. If you can't shoot, don't fire. Saving bullets is the top priority. It doesn't matter if there are fewer victims." Allen didn't plan to attack the city, he had to save some bullets for defense.

"Okay." Windsor had no objection, and casually wrote an order for military mobilization, and stamped the seal of the deputy city lord at the end.

The paper was passed to Alan's table, and Alan stamped the city lord's big seal with a seal, and there were two big seals on one piece of paper.

Then the little assistant of the fox family shook his beautiful fox tail and sent the important documents of the double red seal to the military department on the first floor.

The two deputy ministers of the military department were out on missions, and the orc staff ran to the intelligence department building next door, using flying pigeons to send letters to the deputy ministers.

Wow, the white pigeon flew out of the intelligence building.

Two hours later, the soldiers in Tomorrow City began to gather and all mobilized.

(End of this chapter)