Yarra's Adventure Notes-Chapter 1284 - 70 Manipulating Public Opinion

"Concentrating our superior forces to eliminate all Undead that enter the main world in one battle, leaving no opportunity for the enemy, is the best solution to this war. Don’t overestimate the power of the Undead; as long as their numbers don’t reach a certain level, they pose no threat to the Yarran World. So, if we succeed in crushing the Undead’s main force in what will be both the first and last significant battle in the future, we might as well consider the war already won."

"Indeed, the Undead are formidable, posing a great threat to our world. But don’t forget that our living forces are not any weaker than the Undead. Moreover, with the strong Demigods assisting us in battle, even if the number of Undead were to increase several times over, they could easily be ground into bone dust."

"As formidable as the Undead may be, can they really be more powerful than the mysterious Floating Islands? Let me tell you, just a few days ago my brother told me he had seen two Floating Islands moving towards the desert. These are Floating Islands we’re talking about, the most powerful weapon of those mysterious Tower Mages. Have you seen what it looks like when a Floating Island unleashes its full firepower? My brother has. Magic blanketed several square kilometers of the ground, turning the area under its fire into hell itself. I don’t believe the Undead have any means to turn the tide under such devastating firepower, so your earlier thoughts are frankly ridiculous."

"Have you heard? The Elven Royal Court has sent another troop on its way, and the number of Elves they’ve deployed is now close to fifty thousand. Stop joking around—do you really think that’s a sign of a losing battle? If the situation were truly dire, the Elven Royal Court would have already pulled back their forces into the forests. Who could defeat them when they fight from the woods? Therefore, if the Elves dare to send their troops out, it indicates that they’ve foreseen a victorious end. Heh, this is to create even better results in battle, so they can claim more rewards when the war ends. Let me tell you, those Elves are cunning as hell. I suspect the rumors of the war going poorly might be spread by them, to shake us humans and make us adopt a conservative stance, allowing them to achieve their goals. Humph, if only for the dignity of humans, we can’t let those sly creatures have their way."

"Shush, let me tell you, I’ve seen the Shadow Hand’s execution squad with my own eyes. About ten days ago, I was in charge of preparing a batch of military supplies for delivery. Luckily, I accompanied the transport team to the transfer camp at the northern border of the Country of Sand, to hand over the materials directly to the logistics officer of the allied forces. There, I witnessed the executioners, and those guys were simply terrifying. They didn’t even have to do anything—just one look at them, and you’d be shaking with fear. Tsk tsk, if they were to look back at you, just the sight would probably send you lot scurrying home to change your pants, hahahaha."

"Phew, dear brave and handsome uncle, you seem to have some prejudice against my beloved execution squad, describing those cute little guys like fearsome demons. You’re hurting my feelings. Phew, to make up for the psychological damage you’ve caused me, how about coming to my room tonight? Just make it up to me properly, and I’ll surely forgive you—hey hey hey, Passion, don’t drag me away."

"Foolish."

"It’s simply spectacular, I’m proud to be from the Holy City. You probably can’t even imagine what an incredible sight it is to see twenty of these huge puppets, each over ten meters tall, moving forward at the same time. The other day I sneaked into the coalition forces’ assembly area in the Country of Sand and just happened to witness these big guys heading to the frontline. They are the strongest offensive units of our Holy City, all shiny and majestic. With their size, they don’t even need to attack the Undead; just by marching over them, those Undead would be totally annihilated."

"This guy must be out of his mind," as people move throughout the villa, one can see discussions about the current situation everywhere. Those who were invited into the Marquis Mansion are social elites from Neutral Land and even nearby countries. Each one is an influential figure in their own domain, and most of the time they are looked up to by ordinary people. However, when they are gossiping, they seem no different, embellishing every bit of true news with their imagination, and then passing on the distorted information. Catherine and Pannis could often hear similar opinions along the way. Some were quite credible, but others were laughable. Catherine couldn’t help but whisper, "He doesn’t even think about it; how can those heavy War Puppets be used in the desert? They don’t need the Undead to destroy them; just take a few steps and they’ll be buried by the sand."

"Amateurs can’t think of these things," Pannis said with a smirk, his lips barely moving as he whispered, "Have you noticed? The current situation is quite interesting, hehe. Weren’t there rumors that people were restless, worrying about the possibility of defeat in the war? But look at the topics being discussed now, it seems they are quite confident about the outcome of the war, which doesn’t match the rumors at all."

"It’s just the nobility and celebrities from all walks of life who are confident, only they are... No, that’s not right," Catherine raised an eyebrow and shook her head, "No, no, many times, they actually represent the ordinary people, because their views often guide the thoughts of the ordinary people. Hmm, I get it now, it looks like those decision-makers have already started to make their move."

"Tsk tsk, releasing a large amount of information fragments, true or false, favorable to the alliance of living beings, then guiding the recipients to fully use their imagination to fill in the information, and having them spread it to others, combined with the support of some authoritative figures’ remarks, hehe, that’s how rumors are born," Pannis said with a sinister smile, "These means of twisting and manipulating public opinion aren’t something Odin or Snape could come up with; this is a very standard City of Innocence dissemination method. It must be your handiwork, two beauties who make people shiver just by looking at you."

"Eh? You saw through that?" It was only when she heard someone speaking nearby that Catherine realized she had been ignoring the two people standing not far in front, with Indulgence linking arms with Passion and displaying a brilliant smile, "Everyone’s very busy today, but by now, the seeds have been pretty much scattered. Now we just wait for them to take root and sprout, and then we can harvest the fruits."

"Shut up." Passion glared at Indulgence and said sternly, "Talk later. You two go up first; Snape is waiting for you." freēnovelkiss.com