Consta suddenly stood up from her seat, moving too abruptly. Her knee hit the edge of the coffee table in front of her, causing the bone china cup filled with black tea to shake violently, spilling tea onto the saucer.
But she didn’t care about any of that.
Her emerald eyes burned with extreme excitement.
“This is nothing short of a miraculous divine sign!” Consta raised her voice. “Miss Yuna, this matter must be heavily publicized! We cannot let it pass quietly!”
“It can’t be held in a closed military camp. The venue will be the Central Square where the speech just took place!”
Consta paced quickly in front of her desk, her speech rate increasing rapidly. “I want every civilian in Tattle Town to witness the birth of this Imperial Guard with their own eyes!”
Once this was done in front of the civilians, the army of over five thousand men—who already harbored great dissatisfaction toward the kingdom—would know only the gods, not the king or the royal family.
This would practically pave a smooth, broad road for Her Highness the Princess’s longed-for ambition.
Yuna’s expression remained unchanged. She simply tilted her head slightly, not understanding why Consta’s reaction was so intense.
She had merely relayed the information faithfully. She didn’t want to delve too deeply into the underlying meaning of Consta’s vehement response.
“I’ve delivered the message. I’ll return now to report to the Goddess.”
Yuna stood up, executed a proper knight’s salute, turned, and walked toward the study door.
She came swiftly and left just as decisively, never once glancing again at the exquisite tea and snacks on the table.
Aiweila opened the door and escorted Yuna out.
The sound of footsteps in the corridor had barely faded when Consta immediately called for the butler, Masha.
“How are things with the Night Demon Society?”
Consta asked.
“Everything has been arranged. Five hundred members are already on their way to His Highness the Second Prince’s必经之路, where they will set up an ambush.”
Masha replied. “Each of them is equipped with bows and flaming arrows enchanted with acceleration magic. Shooting the Second Prince off his wyvern should be no problem.”
“Good.” Consta nodded. “Now, send someone to the military camp immediately. Inform Buck.”
“Tell him to reorganize the more than five thousand surviving soldiers. Have them polish their armor and shine their weapons.”
“At sunrise tomorrow, I want to see them standing in perfect formation in the Central Square, not a single step out of line!”
“Yes, Lady Ruler.” Masha bowed.
“And also, send the Lord’s Mansion guard to take over the square. Raise and reinforce today’s speaking platform. Tomorrow’s event must not allow a single mistake.”
After Masha left, Consta walked to the window, looking at the setting sun outside. She had already begun to anticipate the moment the sun rose again the next day.
And then…
It became like this.
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The next morning.
The Central Square of Tattle Town was already packed with a sea of people, bustling with excitement.
Consta’s efficiency was absurdly high.
After Yuna informed her yesterday, she immediately mobilized all the resources of the Lord’s Mansion, spreading news that the Goddess was going to bless the soldiers throughout the entire town. Even several neighboring villages received word overnight.
Civilians arrived at the square before dawn, crowding it so tightly that there was no room to move.
Every face was filled with anticipation. They craned their necks, staring eagerly at the raised platform in the center of the square.
In the center of the square, over five thousand Guard Army soldiers stood in neat square formations.
Warrior Chief Buck stood at the very front, his back straight as a rod, his eyes steadfast.
The armor on his body was polished to a shine, and an aura of killing intent emanated from him.
On the raised platform, Primrose stood there, dressed in her gorgeous Sage’s Divine Robe, her expression calm.
But in reality…
‘What the hell?!’
‘Why has it turned into this kind of speech-scale format again?!’
‘She only wanted to bless those soldiers—did she have to make such a huge production out of it?!’
Primrose’s inner frustration now outweighed her shock.
It seemed that this Border Lord, Consta, was also a fervent fan of the Goddess.
Although she had felt a hint of it before, now she was completely sure.
Lin Naiyue, wearing the Hero’s armor, stood to her left, smiling gently at the civilians below.
With the experience from yesterday’s speech, she, an eternal housewife, had become slightly better at handling this kind of occasion.
Yuna, dressed in a maid outfit, stood to her right, alongside Cecilia, who wore the white and gold Saintess robes.
Cecilia had her hands clasped to her chest, wearing a solemn, compassionate expression.
Dorothy stood slightly behind and to the side of Primrose, ready to cast magic in secret later.
After all, she was a member of the Demon Race—it wasn’t good for her to be seen in public.
Primrose sat on a chair, her gaze sweeping over the more than five thousand soldiers below.
She quietly activated Divine Inspection to check the soldiers’ status.
Immediately, rows of data panels visible only to her appeared above the soldiers’ heads.
Primrose looked them over carefully and found that the BUFF values on these soldiers were uneven.
Some soldiers had all four of their basic attributes boosted by 50%.
Others were only boosted by 20% to 30%.
The highest ones were boosted by about 70% to 80%.
Not a single person had reached the full 100% boost.
Primrose recalled the situation on the battlefield that day.
At that time, she and her mother had descended from the sky, landing on the city wall.
The Demon General had used Instant Death Magic, releasing a black mist that triggered her Absolute Divinity.
At that moment, most of the soldiers on the wall were fighting monsters at a distance. No one was within ten meters of her.
Therefore, when the Divine Light spread outward, its effect was greatly reduced due to distance.
Those close to her received a 70% to 80% boost.
Those farther away received only a 20% to 30% boost.
Primrose now understood.
If she could ensure that all these five thousand soldiers received the full 100% boost today, that should fill the gap during the time she would be away in the Miracle Snowfield.
Primrose walked to the edge of the raised platform. First, she set up a barrier around the periphery to prevent the Divine Light from unintentionally shining on unrelated personnel.
Although it seemed like a good thing, and it was triggered passively, fully complying with the Unified Divine Realm’s regulations,
giving ordinary people abilities beyond the norm was essentially the same thing the Unified Divine Realm was worried about.
What kind of chaos could it cause?
Primrose didn’t need to gamble on human nature. Doing so would only make her seem ignorant, irresponsible, and like a child playing with water.
Moreover, the Review Committee of the Unified Divine Realm wasn’t stupid. If serious negative consequences arose, she would definitely be found guilty of violating the rules and be punished.
She didn’t want to turn into a goblin.
The entire scene instantly fell silent. Everyone held their breath, looking up at the Goddess on the platform, afraid of missing even a single moment of the miracle.
“The great Goddess Primrose is moved by the bravery of the warriors defending the border. Today, she specially bestows her Divine Grace to bless the soldiers!”
“The first batch, step forward!”
Consta stood below the platform, shouting loudly using magic to amplify her voice.
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