The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

The night wind was blowing softly. Although it was mid-February, it was no longer cold. A strand of golden hair on the girl's forehead was swaying gently in the night wind.

She had freckles on her fair face, a pointed chin, and pink lips, but the most eye-catching thing on this pretty face was her bright eyes.

Looking at the pair of light blue pupils, Dingle was stunned.

At this time, Smeder laughed and said, "As you can see."

After Smeder finished speaking, Dingle came back to his senses and a smile appeared on his face:

"Porta Smit?"

The girl said timidly, "Yes, sir."

"Do you know me?"

Dingle looked at the familiar eyes and shook his head: "No, but now I think we know each other."

"My name is Dingle Albert, nice to meet you, Miss Porta."

"Excuse me, but did you just wake up today?"

"Yes, sir," Botha said softly, and Smeder added, "Just a few hours ago."

"I told her to stay in the hospital for a few more days, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the originally peaceful expression on Bota's face suddenly became lively. She curled her lips and interrupted:

"Okay, I'm fine."

Smeder smiled helplessly, and Dingle followed suit and said, "So, Smeder, you're going to take Miss Botta home?"

Smeder scratched his head and said "hmm".

But Bota immediately followed up by saying, "Brother Smeder saved me, I want to invite him home for dinner."

"Have you had your dinner, Mr. Dingle?"

Dinger nodded tactfully and said with a smile, "I've eaten, and my stomach is still full."

Bota blinked and said, "Well, you can come to my house next time. It's at No. 28 Tanin Street."

Dingle agreed: "Okay, but I may not be able to go in the short term. I have to go on a long journey."

"Going on a long journey? Colonel, where are you going?" Smed asked in confusion.

Dingle did not answer directly. He glanced at Bota, thought for a moment and said, "Some work matters."

"By the way, Smeder..." He hesitated to speak.

Smed understood immediately and turned to Bota and said, "Children can't listen to adults talking. We need to talk about work."

Bota made a face, stuck out his tongue, retracted his head, and closed the car window.

Dingle walked over to Smeder and whispered, "Huffman told me about her. Are you sure she's okay?"

"Hmm... Looks like he's fine. Just a little weak, but I think he'll recover soon."

"Okay, but I still have to take care of her. Huffman originally asked me to help find her family. Now that she's awake and knows where her home is, have you notified her family?"

Hearing this, Smeder bent down despite the pain, covered his mouth with his hands and whispered: "Colonel, her family is in the car."

"Ah?" Dingle was stunned.

Smeder explained in a low voice:

"Her sister was in the car, but she fell asleep not long after getting in the car."

"You don't know, but the reason why Bota woke up tonight was because her sister was taken to the hospital. She was woken up by her sister."

"Also..." When Smeder said this, he became hesitant and his eyes became a little strange.

This puzzled Dinger, who frowned and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Smed swallowed his saliva and continued, "Her sister caused a big scene in St. Marlene Square, alarming many people, even your... uh, Councillor Wolfgang."

"It's about the incident with Porta. When the congressman found out, he mobilized people to look for him. It didn't take long to find St. Marlene's Hospital. I was there when the guards rushed to Porta's ward. I was shocked. I thought they were looking for me."

"Later, someone brought Bota's sister to the ward and asked her to recognize her. Of course, her sister recognized her immediately. Then she stayed beside Bota and kept calling her name, talking about her childhood. Not long after, Bota woke up."

"Anyway, that's what it is."

When Smed finished his words, Dingle's whole body froze, and he looked at the carriage behind Smed with a complicated expression.

I just think this whole thing is too bizarre.

In the evening, I walked out of the palace and the people who came back from St. Marin Square told me about the turmoil that happened after the execution.

A woman launched severe accusations against her father Wolfgang. In the end, the father, who cared particularly about his dignity, knelt down in front of all the people and even cried bitterly.

But fortunately, this incident did not turn into a bloody incident like the last time, and it was definitely a good ending.

And the cause of all this was because of the woman who was described as a "crazy woman".

But now, this so-called "crazy woman" turns out to be the girl Bota's sister? !

This is really unexpected. What kind of coincidence ultimately led to the development of this incident?

If Botha's sister had not staged a big rally, would the angry people have clashed with the new government over von Paalen's body, or even caused a new round of tragedy?

If the father had not led the officials to kneel down and apologize to the people and sincerely repent, would the people choose to leave? Or would the conflict escalate?

It now seems that they made the right choice at every critical point and ultimately got the best results.

Sister Bota, who caused a big disturbance in the square, successfully found her sister through the power of the government. The government also realized what the people needed and took action to restore the relationship.

And everything that happened from the time I left Royal Castle tonight until this moment was one after another, and finally led to this good result.

Dingle felt mixed emotions when he thought of this, and chuckled with mixed feelings.

"What's wrong, Colonel?" Smeder asked in confusion.

Dingle shook his head, but suddenly whispered: "That...Pota's sister, isn't it..."

As he spoke, he pointed to his head and lowered his voice to a very low level: "Are there any problems here?"

Smed was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "It seems that there is a little bit, but that's all. After Bota woke up, I saw that she was just like a normal person...she seemed to be no different, and she looked pretty."

"How about you ask her yourself later?"

"You..." Dingle rolled his eyes, then said meaningfully, "I know why you want to stay in Salivia and open a bakery."

Smeder's face immediately turned red, and he scratched his head and said, "The craftsmanship passed down from my ancestors cannot be lost. I must inherit it and carry it forward."

"Okay." Dingle took two steps back and continued:

“Now that you’ve found your future direction, go for it.”

"It's getting late. I have to go back. You should go back too. See you next time."

"Okay, Colonel, when I open a bakery, I'll deliver it to you." Smed said with a smile.

"Okay." Dinger was about to turn around, but suddenly stopped and said:

"When you put on your military uniform, your duty is to defend your country. Now that you have taken off your uniform, do you know what you are supposed to do?"

Smeder straightened his body, saluted Dingle with a standard military salute, and said in a loud voice:

"Defending the country remains our primary responsibility and it will never change!"

Dingle returned the salute and said, "Duty is always in mind."

"But for now, go embrace your new life."

After he finished speaking, Dingle turned and walked towards the carriage. Smeder's eyes were red, but he said nothing in the end and watched Dingle get on the carriage.

"Let's go." Dingle called out, and the carriage moved slowly, and the adjacent carriage also moved slowly forward.

"Jingle Bell....."

The clear and melodious sound of bells rang out again on the street. The two carriages turned their backs and moved away. Dingle leaned against the wall of the carriage again, with the window still open.

The warm breeze blew in softly, he took off his hat and stared out the window in a daze.

Amidst his chaotic thoughts, Bota's pair of pale blue pupils suddenly appeared in his mind, which made Dinger mutter to himself:

"I remember seeing it...Who was it..."

Suddenly, he remembered where this vague sense of familiarity came from.

Hadera.X. von Paalen.

"Yes, his eyes are also this color..."

"Come to think of it... St. Marlene's Hospital was named and founded after his little daughter... It's all fate..."

Dingle muttered to himself and looked up at the night sky.

A bright moon hung in the sky. He slowly closed his eyelids, and the white moonlight covered his face like silk.