"Leaders, as you all saw just now, our True Eye does have a very close relationship with this Lord Morey!"

The gopher turned to face the tall, short, fat and thin tribal leaders at the table, and said with a smile.

"Lord Gopher, is that Baron Morey really the son of the butcher of the Far East, as you say?"

A barbarian chief with a tiny earring on his right ear looked at the gopher with a verifying expression.

"I'm sure you've heard of it! The first time this baron saw us, the one who served as a guard was Ire's saber guard, and now that Ire is missing, the only one who can command the saber guard is probably his son! ”

The gopher deliberately ignored the possibility of Ios and the rest of the officers commanding, but the leaders present nodded their heads as if they hadn't noticed anything wrong.

For, according to the tradition of their own tribe, it was only right and smooth for a son to inherit everything from his father.

In their eyes, the Saber Iron Guard is Ire's private army, so it would be strange to think that Morey, who can command Ire's private army, is not Ire's son!

"And Lord Gopher, what does this Baron Morey need us to do?" A troll chief asked seemingly casually.

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the other tribal leaders focused on the emaciated body of the gopher.

The corners of the gopher's mouth were slightly upturned at the moment, as if he didn't bother to answer such a question, but in fact, his heart was already full of fear and admiration.

"My lord knows everything, and he has expected everything!"

The biggest difference between Morey and Ille is how they treat the natives of the Bicester mountain species.

For the natives of these mountains, Ireh is the holder and executor of the firm concept of "Terran supremacy" and "Terran first".

This "human race" is not only a classification of biological categories, but also involves the classification of social categories, so not to mention humanoid creatures such as ogres, even human branches cut off by civilizations like barbarians have been included in the scope of Ire's attack.

Therefore, Ireh will organize an army to regularly go into the mountains to fight a group of natives every year, and will deliberately provoke them from time to time to cause their own internal friction.

In Ire's view, the reason why the Far East is so depressed is that, in addition to the barren land, these natives who come down from time to time to plunder are the main culprits of the poverty in the Far East.

Therefore, for the sake of the future generations of the family and the long-term peace and stability of the Far East, I must eliminate them all.

Although Ire sometimes grabs some of the indigenous creatures to fill the family's mines, he also uses them in an almost frenzied method of exploitation, and the death of the natives is only delayed.

Morey's understanding is just the opposite of Ire, the development of the Far East needs money and technology, but it also needs people, the sparsely populated Far East cannot be developed only by the annual kingdom prisoners, and the humanoids in the Bicester Mountains are the most suitable cheap labor in the Far East.

Under his father's continuous pressure for more than ten years, these natives were quite afraid of the Far East, especially the Faist family, so when Morey threw out an olive branch, they were sincerely afraid.

Especially when they learned that any force in Morey's hands could easily crush them, they chose to give in to the law of the forest, which always followed the law of the jungle.

In Morey's view, Ire's priorities were reversed from the beginning, not because the Far East was depressed and barren, so that it needed large-scale migration of people to make it prosperous and rich, but because it was a prosperous and rich Far East that could attract landless peasants and bankrupt craftsmen to come to the Far East to make a living, and then develop the Far East better.

His father reversed priorities, so naturally there was no large-scale migration of people.

When Morey told his plan, there were also concerns that attracting these natives of the Bicester Mountains into the Far East would lead to wolves and doves taking over the magpie's nest, but Morey was not in the slightest worried about this.

Why was humanity able to become the uncrowned king of the Becky world step by step from a servant race? They don't rely on the barely strong flesh of humans, and even the potential that humans have always been proud of will reach the average level of the Becky world, and it is the fertility rate that ranks first among intelligent beings that they can stand out and dominate among the intelligent creatures.

Even if the proportion of geniuses is one out of ten thousand, the number of the current human race has already been calculated in 100 million, and the second-ranked elf race, counting those underground black relatives, is only barely over 10 million.

The sky in the Far East is no bigger than the world of Becky, and these barbarians can't turn the sky upside down.

Of course, for these natives, Morey wants to borrow their strength, but he will definitely not let them climb on his head, and he will suppress them as soon as there is such a sign.

"Isn't it what we need to do? It's about what you're willing to pay to earn that adult's trust! The gopher patiently corrected the troll chief's words.

"In order to win the trust of that Lord, we sent the most elite Half-Dragon troops and fought with the Dongwei people with real swords, and that Lord also fulfilled his promise."

"But for the sake of that barren manor, we paid five brothers who shared life and death, and they could have had a better future without lack of courage and potential, but they were buried on that cold battlefield early!"

After pacing a few steps in the room, the gopher suddenly turned around and smiled coldly at the others: "Now, let me ask you!" Have you figured out what to pay?! ”

Facing the crowd looking at each other, the gopher snorted coldly and continued: "As neighbors, we have received your help; As servants of our Lord, we also follow the idea that our Lord will repay kindness, so our True Eye would like to act as an intermediary and introduce you to this Lord. But I want you to put away your little thoughts! If you pull your hind legs and pretend to exert your efforts, it will be small if you do not get the appreciation of that lord, and if you let that lord become angry with us and thwart the plan of our lord's coming! Then the wrath of our Lord and His faithful servants will turn the whole of Bicester into a sea of fire! ”

In the end, the gopher almost pulled out his voice to the highest, and the sharp voice and the beard trembling with anger made it look a little funny, but everyone present did not dare to speak out.

"Lord Gopher, I'm too worried, how dare we!" A chief smiling at him.

"That's it, that's it, if anyone discredits my master, our gopher tribe will be the first to not let him go!" A round rat-man made an impassioned gesture.

There was a burst of disdain in everyone's hearts, this old guy had forced the gopher out of the tribe at the beginning, but he didn't expect that now he would claim to be based on this, claiming that he was instructed by God, and even changed the name of the tribe to the gopher tribe.

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