Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Another noble lord?"

"Huh? Still a Marquis?"

"Which one is bigger, the Marquis or the Count we killed?"

"She won't catch us mining too, right?"

Hearing these words, the serfs immediately started talking and the surroundings were noisy.

Starfire suddenly broke out in a cold sweat - the elite hobgoblin infantry present were enough to kill everyone here, and he didn't want these companions who had accompanied him through life and death to die here in vain.

Starfire stepped forward bravely.

"Lady Dalena, do you have anything important to do?"

Dalena replied: "Of course it's to bring goodwill from the kingdom. You've done a great job."

"Um, good intentions?"

Starfire was suddenly confused.

Dalena covered her mouth and chuckled, then continued, "Of course, you are the vanguard of resisting the corrupt rule of the North. Even Lord Trump has heard of it."

"He also personally mentioned you at a certain meeting and gave you verbal praise, highly affirming your activities."

Starfire was a little confused, but still asked uneasily: "So, does the kingdom have any plans for us?"

Under the double suppression of the elite army and his status as a marquis, he had unknowingly placed himself in a low position.

And this also made a glimmer of pride appear in the depths of Delena's eyes.

"The kingdom has made arrangements."

The main event is finally here!

Starfire held her breath.

As if aware of the other party's uneasiness, Dalena smiled and reassured: "Don't worry, the kingdom will not treat anyone badly."

Dalena took out a document from her arms and said calmly: "Fear warriors of the Fire, you will obtain the status of citizens of the kingdom, and will be assigned to factories in various cities, with a stable and fulfilling job. "

"Then - can we eat?"

One serf dared to raise his hand and asked.

"certainly."

"In our Burning Kingdom, everyone can get enough food. No one will die of hunger. This is not even a problem."

Dalena replied in a relaxed tone, and even nodded slightly at the serf.

"How can it be?"

"Even those free people may not have enough to eat!"

"Nobody's starving to death? Oh my God, does such a place really exist?"

The serfs stirred up again and everyone was full. For them, who had been hungry since childhood, this was simply unimaginable, a scene that only existed in heaven and dreams.

"Can we have something to wear?"

"Will you freeze to death in the winter?"

"Can you not get beaten?"

"Can we have a place to stay?"

The serfs seemed to have opened up their chat boxes, rushing to ask questions and dreaming about the "good life" they could survive in the future.

These questions, which may seem basic and even ridiculous to ordinary people from modern times, seem like the Garden of Eden to them.

“The kingdom’s clothes are of good quality and cheap.”

"The kingdom's casters can ensure that the city is always warm."

"Intentionally hurting someone is against the law. Even a Duke cannot violate the Kingdom's code."

Faced with their questions, Dalena was not impatient, but patiently answered them one by one, making the serfs feel like a breath of fresh air.

"It may not be clear enough to say this, so let's show it more intuitively."

"Snapped."

She clapped her hands gently, and the guards on the left and right immediately handed over the wooden box, which contained a magic crystal.

Delena pressed the crystal, and a translucent image suddenly appeared in the air. The serfs looked up in surprise and exclaimed.

——In the image, a worker with a serf brand on his neck was working on the assembly line. The surrounding environment was clean and tidy, compared to the dilapidated and dirty farmhouse.

His job is just to check the product quality and use the machine to engrave qualified labels. It seems extremely easy and does not require much effort at all.

"Is this our future job?"

"This, can this be called work?"

"He eats so much and uses this little energy?"

The serfs exclaimed that they had been working as oxen and horses since they could remember, pulling plows and digging ore. They had never seen such an easy "job" before.

Looking at the surprised faces of the serfs, Dalena continued to induce: "These are the workers of the kingdom. They enjoy generous treatment and only have to do the easiest work."

However, she deliberately omitted the "at least fifteen hours a day" clause.

"This Lord Marquis is a good man!"

"Yes, you can actually arrange such a job for us."

"Such a good condition."

"She even answered me personally, which is completely different from those nobles in the North!"

The serfs were discussing enthusiastically and were already very fond of the Marquise, but they still did not realize and did not care that this was the result of the other party's deliberate guidance.

"I, I want to be a worker of the Kingdom."

Chai Guang said stumblingly.

That expression was full of yearning and admiration.

Starfire looked around, listening to the serfs' vision for the future, hearing that they were using the title "Master" again, and being full of respect for the Marquis Dalena, and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"The world shouldn't be like this."

Starfire thought to herself.

He had just led these serfs to break the old and decadent shackles, but it seemed that they were about to be put on heavy invisible chains.

But is he qualified to prevent serfs from pursuing a "good life"?

Does he have what it takes to lead the people in Anzetta to build a world without oppression?

the answer is negative.

This is also a complete conspiracy.

The members of Tinder will be scattered to various cities and become ordinary workers in the kingdom, and the name "Tinder" will disappear with the passage of time.

The fire may have gone out.

After a long silence, Starfire asked them, "Everyone - do you all think this way?"

"yes."

"It's great to be able to have enough to eat every day without being beaten."

"Yeah, it's like a dream."

"I'm tired of fighting and killing anyway."

The serfs answered in all directions, discussed their future lives, and had no objections to the kingdom's arrangements.

Delena still maintained her kind smile and nodded slightly to Starfire, as if in greeting.

"When this group of serfs is scattered throughout the North, my reputation in the hearts of humans will be even higher."

"We must maintain this political image and pretend to be the representative of human interests in the kingdom, so that we can climb to a higher status."

This pure-blooded snake man who always disguised himself as a human thought so in his heart.

The serfs had been completely swayed by the kingdom's propaganda. They gave up their resistance for several months and began to obey the command of Marquis Delena and cooperate with the hobgoblin army to take over Dena City.

Xinghuo, on the other hand, stayed away from the excited crowd, thinking silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

But Nick, who was the first to follow him, patted his shoulder and whispered.

“The South, there are still a lot of oppressed people in the South, where slavery may not have been abolished, and we can rekindle the fire there.”

In the end, Xinghuo clenched his fists, looked at the distant horizon, and said firmly:

"Okay, then let's go to the south."

“The fire will never go out.”

However, he didn't know that Marquis Delena had just talked with Nick and specifically told them that these key members who didn't want to give up the "Fire" should go to the south, to the Fadland region.

There, they can unleash their ambitions and let the fire burn brightly. (End of chapter)