Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

"Go on, what happened next?"

Kailolo looked up at Irene, who was "very pleased with the emperor". The fear in his heart faded a little, but he did not take the gold coin. Instead, he continued:

"Afterwards, in an accident, a paparazzi under Lord Caesar was caught by the anti-newspaper faction, thus exposing his inhuman identity."

"So the fact that the World Journal was founded by the people of the Black Dragon Empire was exposed."

"They used this as a threat and ordered all the people of the World Journal to get out of the Eastern countries immediately."

"Seeing that it had risen to a diplomatic issue, the newspaper protection faction also fell silent."

Speaking of this, Kailuo's voice had changed a little. I don't know if it was because he was immersed in that period of history and felt sad, or because his throat couldn't stand it after talking for too long.

"Squeak--"

Irene reached out and pushed the glass in front of the girl forward. "Drink some water first, talk slowly, don't rush."

The gentle smile and soft tone made Kailuo dazed.

This innocent child, faced with this warmth, finally let go of some of his vigilance.

He took a sip from the glass and felt it was so sweet.

"Pah."

Putting down the glass, her little eyes seemed to be glowing, she licked her lips, raised her voice a few degrees, and said loudly:

"Of course Lord Caesar will not give up so easily! When he was forced to leave, he resolutely sold the last issue of the World Daily. That issue of the World Daily was free, and anyone could go to the newspaper office to get a copy."

"That World Daily was different from the previous ones. There was no black material about the nobles on it, but an article written by Lord Caesar from the bottom of his heart."

"The name of the article is... I have a dream, a dream that one day we can live under the same blue sky..."

Hearing this, Irene had a strange sense of déjà vu that she wanted to complain, but didn't know how to complain.

But Kylolo continued to narrate: "Because of that article, many people in the Eastern countries are no longer so hostile to orcs and half-orcs. In fact, I can understand it. Before coming to the Black Dragon Empire, I was also afraid of orcs and half-orcs. This is actually a misunderstanding."

Her eyes drooped.

"However, those anti-reporters still want to drive them out. However, influenced by that article, some people began to support the World Journal, thinking that ten thousand years of atonement is enough to redeem their sins."

"In order to completely drive Lord Caesar and his men out of the Eastern countries, those anti-reporters openly proposed to pray to the gods and let the gods judge this matter."

"But everyone knows that they want the gods to punish the orcs and half-orcs who bear the sins and drive them back to the God-forsaken Land again."

When talking about the word "gods", Kylolo's tone was obviously heavier, and his head was lowered, as if he thought of some bad memories.

Irene noticed this keenly.

So she asked, "Don't you like those high-ranking gods?"

"No." Kailuo raised her eyes and answered very straightforwardly. Her little feet hidden under the table twitched subconsciously.

There was an obvious burn mark on her ankle.

After hesitating for a while, she added, "Except the God of Redemption."

"Hmm... Is that so?"

When Kailuo said the words "God of Redemption", Irene felt the power of faith in her body tremble a little.

But she remained calm on the surface and said in a deep voice, "What a coincidence, I don't like those high-ranking guys either."

As she said that, she reached out and helped Kailuo wipe the water stains from the corners of her mouth: "Hmm... Let me guess, those high-ranking gods didn't give any response later."

"Huh?" Kailuo, who was caught off guard by Irene's sudden action, blinked and nodded stupidly.

"They did not receive a response to their prayers to the gods, so they went to the Archbishop of the Holy Kingdom. The Archbishop replied that as the representative of the gods in the world, he had asked the Supreme Majesty... His reply was... the noble gods had already forgiven the orcs and half-orcs, so they did not punish them to expel these sinful races."

"Hmm... this is even more interesting." Irene retracted her hand, smoothed the hair by her ears, and her eyes became a little deep.

According to the information she knew so far, this so-called Archbishop was probably talking nonsense.

But in a flash, she returned to her original state again, staring at Kailuo and asked:

"So the World Journal has settled down in the Eastern countries?"

"Yes, sister." Kailuo said heavily.Nodding, she could feel that the elder sister in front of her seemed to have no ill will towards her, so she let go of her last bit of defense.

"After a series of treaties were signed with the nobles, such as paparazzi not being allowed to enter the noble castle without permission, the World Journal finally got on the right track."

"After that, although the high-level officials of the Eastern countries still did not allow orcs and half-orcs to enter the city in large numbers, at least it was not as strict as before."

"Since then, Lord Caesar has gradually expanded other businesses, such as the takeaway service of delivering alcohol to your home, steam locomotive rental and shared alchemy bicycle service, express delivery service, and daily advertising rental, etc."

After saying all this in one breath, Kailuo's little eyes were almost full of stars, and she bit her lips with admiration.

"Anyway, Lord Caesar is so awesome!"

"In the future, I also want to be as awesome as Lord Caesar!"

This behavior shows the appearance of a little fan girl vividly.

"It's a good dream." Irene clapped her hands in cooperation, then stood up, walked to Kailuo Luo, touched her little head, whispered: "Then... Good luck." Then she left the tavern.

With a creak, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and then closed again with a creak.

Inside the bar, the tavern owner, who was wiping the glass and paying attention to the direction of Irene's departure, suddenly found that a golden coin had appeared in the glass that he had been wiping for a long time.

He poured the gold coin out of the cup helplessly.

He pinched it with two fingers and looked at the candle on the wall carefully for a moment.

A kind smile appeared on his face.

Then he opened the drawer of the bar and carefully put the gold coin in.

In the drawer, there was another gold coin of the same style.

That was fifty-one years ago, when Irene first stepped into this tavern, and before leaving, she slapped the table...

Beside the table by the window, Kailuo Luo moved his eyes away from the closed wooden door in a daze, first looking at the gold coin on the table that reflected the bright light, and then looking down at the gold coin in his hand that had been held tightly and had become a little warm.

It seemed that he had made up his mind.