I wasnt dumb enough to go against the conventions of society all alone. At least, not now, while I still did not have the strength to fight the world.
Thus, I had the slaves work for under a five year contract, after which they would be automatically given back their freedom. Honestly, this was a form of protection for them as well. After all, I was now their master, and hurting them would be akin to hurting my interests. In this day and age, slaves were property, so any potential offender had better think twice about hurting them.
Maybe they might even start queuing up to be my slave now, haha
As for the refugees, Otto had prepared a large number of jobs for them. For the refugees to truly feel safe, basic necessities such as food and shelter had to be t. And providing these for over a million refugees would cost an unimaginable amount of resources; the best solution would be for them to work for their own keep.
All that was done under my na. Technically. All those jobs were provided by the vacant positions left by the rchant guilds he seized. And those were all seized in my na I gave the order, so its fair ga. After all, Otto wouldnt have even bothered if I didnt tell him to.
Not only did Otto punish the corrupt officials for , he even raked in a fortune for in the process. Not only did Otto punish those profiteering rchant guilds for , he even raked in a bigger fortune for . Thanks to his actions, my assets had been skyrocketing of late, coupled with an explosive growth in my reputation.
Tell . Where does one find such a good subordinate?
Because of his excellent work, he had offended a good number of noble houses. I had considered dispatching a couple of bodyguards to him, only to be t with the harsh reality of how understaffed we were as well. There were a few sowhat capable fighters and mages who ca over to my side, but they were at most at the level of seven-star.
Teeth clenched, I finally pulled out two seven-star warriors to guard him, only to have him flatly refuse . Apparently, he already had a trustworthy bodyguard to guard him.
I knew who he was referring to as well. Over ten years ago, Otto once helped a rcenary who had fallen down on his luck. When that rcenary later beca an eight-star, he ca under Ottos wings, becoming his households strongest fighter, and personal bodyguard.
I was trying to show the world how much I valued Otto with that gesture -as a form of deterrence. However, since Otto had his own plans, and that bodyguard of his was stronger than those I offered, I gave up on the plan in the end.
After a month of staying in the royal capital of Seeth, the Ertalonese delegation returned to my territory once more. Perhaps they thought my teleportation gate was now their de facto ans of travel?
To my surprise, however, Old Adam ca to with a missive from the delegation, stating that they had to have an audience with , no matter what.
I flatly refused them. eting with a foreign delegation would never end well, so I nipped that bud right from the start.
But to my even greater surprise, the delegation had no intention of giving up at all, choosing instead to squat in my territory till I t them. Unfortunately, I couldnt just send the soldiers after a diplomatic mission, so after three days, I finally agreed to eting their leader.
The eting was set at my office. Roughly ten in the morning, Old Adam brought the delegate over and left quietly.
He was a handso man. Approximately thirty years of age, in pri physical shape with fitting clothes to match. His golden hair was combed neatly, and his skin was immaculate. The kind of person that seed popular wherever he went.
Upon stepping through the door, Crondo was greeted by the sight of a desk stacked to the ceiling with docunts, in the center was , accompanied by a very unfriendly Ansom at my side.
He was stunned at first glance, but he quickly ca back to his senses. Greetings, my lord, I am the leader of the Ertalonese diplomatic mission, Crondo Jarnold Pueri
Even though Ansom was giving the man the death stare right now, Crondo gracefully ignored the boy and bowed at in a nobles fashion. I bear a greeting from my liege, His Majesty, the honorable Ertalon the Ninth
Just state what you ca for. I cut him off.
Right. O beautiful and bountiful Lord Mo Na. The delegate leader did not seem at all bothered that I interrupted him, instead continuing on smoothly. I have with His Majestys
Yes, yes, Ive received your greetings and t you. You may leave now.
A firm cut-off. In other words, get him out of my sight.
But, my lord There is much I have left
Have I not granted your request for an audience? Or is this not an audience?
Having been my adjutant for four months now, Ansom more or less knew of my temper. Naturally, he understood what I wanted.
Ansom walked around my desk and stepped in front of the delegate leader. Flashing him a stiff smile, he managed a respectful half-bow, Sir Crondo, if you will. My lord wishes to rest now.
Lord Mo Na, theres sothing of great importance I have to speak with you about
I apologize, but my lord has been busy of late and is tired.
But its still ten
It was an all-nighter
It wont take long, just a mont will do
Sir Crondo, please do not forget your position as a noble. Your insistence on overstaying your welco makes you no better than a common hoodlum You should leave.
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