The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

In this era before the emergence of nationalism and other ideas, the most important thing for countries to attack each other, and even for people to hurt each other, is to learn from others.

Especially when the country is regarded as the private property of the king and nobles, if there is no reason, why should ordinary people trust the ruler?

Therefore, even if Calia believes that she will not prey on the common people like ordinary nobles, and believes that under her leadership, everyone can live a better life, she cannot kill Bishop for no reason - even if she is Lordaeron The princess is the last heir to the Menethil royal family.

Regardless of the fact that the people and soldiers here didn't know her at all, so what if they did? Who was she to convince these people that she would be a better lord than Baron Bishop, rather than a more brutal leader? Moreover, once she kills a nobleman without any guilt, will other nobles be willing to join her in the future?

This is all she needs to consider.

Therefore, no matter how unhappy she was with Baron Bishop, she did not express it. On the contrary, at the welcome dinner, she pretended to be a silly and sweet princess who was inexperienced in the world, as if she had no objection to Bishop's evil government, and did not express even a trace of righteous indignation, but acted like a real princess. Likewise, he fully displayed his beauty and elegance, and was introduced by Baron Bishop to his family and everyone under his command, and smiled and greeted each of them cordially.

Even at the banquet, Baron Bishop frequently complained to her that the undead natural disaster had greatly reduced his quality of life. Goods from Kul Tiras, and goods from elves and dwarves were all out of stock. Even though she was disgusted by his complaints.

Even though Baron Bishop was drunk and wanted to eat swan meat, he showed hospitality to her regardless of his vulgarity.

She endured it and maintained her demeanor throughout.

Before becoming a king, the first lesson the princess learned was to be imaginary and to be submissive.

She clearly wants to change everything in her heart and save the people from hunger and danger, but on the surface she still has to act indifferent and let the nobles she completely despises wander around in front of her.

But the opportunity came sooner than Ye Ting imagined.

In other words, he still underestimated the lower limits of these nobles.

After the welcome dinner, everyone in the entire castle and even the village knew that Her Royal Highness the Princess of Lordaeron was here. The arrival of the princess gives everyone here new hope. They are optimistic that since the princess has appeared, is it still far away from the army of Lordaeron coming to save Dalson Territory?

Because of this, Caliya received a warm welcome:

"Hello, Your Highness Princess, welcome to Dalson Territory."This is a greeting from a peasant woman.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, we will protect you."This is the most sincere guarantee from a young soldier.

"The princess is here, and the day when those skeletons will be driven away should not be far away."This is the innocent expectation of a child

"It's all our fault that these abominable undead have ruined everything for us. If it were in the past, I would entertain the princess with the good wine I brewed at home."This is the sigh of an old farmer.

After knowing the girl's identity, every civilian and soldier in the village would greet her when they met her. These poor people did not feel alienated from her because of her superior status. Calia was moved by their enthusiasm and felt even more stressed, because only she knew that there was no army of Lordaeron behind her. If she didn't work hard to do something, sooner or later these people would. She was disappointed with her.

But now, all she could do was to actively comfort them and give them a little vague hope.

That night, after completing the routine study and training, Caliya did not rest immediately, but It was about chatting with Ye Ting once and for all.

"Alas, these people's expectations of me are too high. I really can't imagine what they would do if they knew that the entire Lordaeron had been destroyed and there was no army left."

Jalia sighed and murmured in a low voice.

"So, you have to make some achievements quickly before they discover this and give them new hope."

"So...what do I do? Now everyone here basically knows me. According to your plan, what is the next step to build prestige?"

"In fact, it is not difficult, that is to show your personal force, start by clearing out the undead nearby. I have asked before. This Baron Bishop is more timid than we thought. He has always been trapped in castles and villages and has never done anything similar. So you can easily show yourself by clearing out the undead. Being better than him is just the place where you can test the results of your hard training these days."

"I understand... Speaking of which, this Baron Bishop is really useless. He doesn't even dare to exterminate the most common undead.……"

"Who says it's not? When I led the alliance army, those nobles were not like this."

"Then...that's probably because it's been too long since I've experienced a war.……"

Even Jialiya felt embarrassed when Ye Ting complained about the nobles of her country.

"Maybe so. From this point of view, Baron Dalson is really lucky to have so many people surviving. Obviously there are not many troops, and the lord is a waste……"

Ye Ting suddenly closed his mouth in the middle of speaking.

"Brother Sander, why didn’t you say anything?"Jalia pulled his sleeve curiously

"Shhh," Ye Ting put his finger in front of his lips and lowered his voice:"Pick up your sword, I seem to have found the reason why Baron Dalson can survive."

After so many days of cultivating a tacit understanding, Caliya immediately became alert after seeing the man's signal. She didn't have time to put on her armor, so she just gently pulled out the long sword from her hand. The next moment, she heard something outside the door. There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and then the door was slammed open.

Then she saw a terrifying knight she had never seen before appearing at the door: he was covered in thick black armor, and the pitted armor proved that this knight was not a showman. But he was a veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles. He was holding a big sword and his face was unusually pale.

What was even more frightening was that she felt a strong ominous aura from this knight, as if he was trying to catch someone. It was like living in her heart.

She did not default to that kind of breath, but was extremely familiar with it.

Yes, that was the breath she could feel on the undead, but the same breath on the knight in front of her was much stronger than that on the ordinary undead. More, just like...just like when she saw her brother who killed his father from a distance in the city of Lordaeron.

It was the breath of death.

The knight in front of her was a death knight.

Behind him there was There were several guys dressed similarly, as well as several ferocious-looking and fanatical Necromancers (Necromancers) wearing dark robes. Each one of them was as pale as him, and they were all obviously members of the Scourge.

There was only one exception.

That was the person she was very familiar with, and the one who warmly invited her to stay, the owner of this place, Baron Bishop.