The news of the acting lord Jett, the tenth-order holy swordsman secretly sending people to disguise himself as slave traders, spread throughout Punk Town the next day.

Because of their race, the aliens who were living in this town were very united, and almost spontaneously organized themselves to protest against the rule of the acting lord.

Then, the next day, the humans in Punk Town were surprised to find that all the shops of the alien race were closed, and the mercenaries were ready to make the last preparations before the adventure, and wanted to find a dwarven blacksmith to help them maintain and repair their weapons, but they reluctantly found that the dwarven blacksmith shops were collectively closed.

The grain merchants struggled to buy a single fish from the Sea Tribes, and all the fishing boats that went out to sea were driven back by the Sea Tribes, prohibiting the humans of Punk Town from fishing in the Strait of Bologni.

Herb merchants can't buy rare herbs from the elves, and from mercenaries, they need to pay nearly five times the price to get them.

The boss of the mine is helpless to find that the cheap labor force of cavemen and orcs is on strike, and the manpower of Punk Town alone is simply not enough to keep the mine running.

For a time, the entire Punk town fell into a state of almost paralysis.

"Old Jack, why is this wine so much lighter, are you mixing it with water again!?" In Old Jack's mercenary tavern, the mercenaries found that the eye-catching elves that often appeared in the past have all disappeared today, and that's okay, but what makes them unbearable is that the strong and sweet elf spirits in the past have changed their taste, which makes it difficult for the mercenaries who are accustomed to the exclusive elf brew in the mercenary tavern to accept, and the irascible mercenaries angrily take out the old jack, although the other party has a tenth-order powerhouse behind him, but he should also be reasonable!

"God of Light, I guarantee with my personality and the credibility of the Mercenary Tavern that I will never do such a bad thing." Old Jack shook his head and pointed to the price card: "Haven't you noticed that the price of wine is much lower today." ”

"What the hell is going on, how does this wine drink like rum?" Many mercenaries also noticed that something was wrong, this wine did not taste like the previous elves at all, but resembled rum.

"In fact, it's really rum." Old Jack looked at the mercenaries helplessly and explained.

"What about the elven brew?" A mercenary still can't let go, he has become accustomed to the strong and refreshing elf brew, and when he drinks this rum again, it becomes tasteless, like water.

"The elves are on strike." Old Jack looked at a group of mercenaries with a wry smile: "Everyone should know that elf brew has always been in short supply, but in line with the first element of integrity, the elf brew provided by our tavern has always been very low, not much more expensive than rum, but the elves themselves do not produce much, and what is produced every day is just enough for everyone to drink, and now the elves have gone on strike collectively in order to express their protest against the lord, which also makes it impossible for us to get a drop of elf brew from the elves." ”

"Oh my God, are the elves crazy? Lord Jett is a holy swordsman! Do they want to provoke the wrath of a holy swordsman? A mercenary who had just returned from an adventure in the Death Mountains was clearly unsure of what was going on, and said with a look of surprise.

"Bullshit Lord, even if it's a holy swordsman, he's just a proxy lord!" Another mercenary snorted coldly: "He is nothing more than a shameless nobleman who privately persecuts his people in order to satisfy his own selfish desires!" ”

"Shhhhh His partner hurriedly grabbed him and said.

"What are you afraid of, now he is probably already anxious! The alien races in the entire Punk Town are on a collective strike this time, not only here, the dwarven blacksmith shop, the fishing products of the sea tribe have all refused to be sold, and the orc miners in the mine, as well as the cavemen, have also gone on strike collectively, how can they be in the mood to care about us! The mercenary snorted coldly.

"Old Jack, isn't the one behind you on a very good relationship with the elves, and can't he get elven brew from the elves?" A group of mercenaries looked at Old Jack suspiciously.

"Actually." Old Jack looked at everyone with a wry smile: "The missing elf is the real owner of our mercenary tavern, Mr. Zhuo Ao helped to find it, as the benefactor and friend of the elf clan, he naturally has the ability to ask the elf clan to continue to provide elf brew, although he didn't say it, but the elf clan also took the initiative to ask to continue to provide elf brew, but he refused." ”

"Why?" A group of mercenaries looked at Old Jack puzzled, in this world, is there anyone who can't get along with gold coins?

"Because it's fair." Old Jack said with a serious face: "When he saw the miserable appearance of the imprisoned elf, he was angry, as a friend of the elves, and also a part of this punk town, he was very angry that such a thing happened, although the elves are not humans, they are not the same race as us, but they are part of this town, today, the acting lord can be unscrupulous and secretly occupy an elf for his own desires, then tomorrow, when he falls in love with a certain girl of the human race, maybe it is your lover, Or relatives, or partners, will they also use the same means to forcibly seize and rob? ”

Old Jack's words made the mercenaries feel a sense of empathy.

"Gold coins are very important, but people live in this world just for gold coins?" Old Jack said emotionally: "The reason why gold coins are important is because with it, we can make our lovers, relatives, and partners live better, but if one day, if we want to watch our lovers, daughters, or partners being ravaged for gold coins, then even if there are more gold coins, can we make up for the trauma in our hearts?" ”

Emotions are contagious, especially in the presence of living examples, and they resonate with people.

"Therefore, Mr. Zhuo Ao resolutely refused the elf's request to continue to provide elf brew, and closed the elf restaurant, so that the elves next door took paid vacation, this kind of behavior, he can't bear it, let alone condone, maybe our forbearance today, in exchange for not understanding, but the other party's intensification!"

"That's great, Lord Zhuo Ao, not only has a strong strength, but also has a righteous and benevolent heart, I think, he should be the real lord here, and only such a strong man with noble character can truly be fair!" The atmosphere of a group of mercenaries was completely ignited by Old Jack.

Old Jack secretly wiped his sweat, for this speech, he has been working under the supervision of his daughter, staying up until the early hours of the morning to rest, watching the reaction of the mercenaries, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this level has finally passed.

"He is a natural orator, he should not be a businessman, but a commentator, and he will definitely become the leader of the Auron Empire." In the attic on the second floor of the mercenary tavern, Zhuo Ao, who was secretly paying attention to the development of the situation, said with a smile.

"But does that work?" Gloria looked down, Old Jack, who mingled with the mercenaries, and looked at Zhuo Ao worriedly.

"The human heart is very complex and realistic." Zhuo Ao smiled: "You are good to him, you may not appreciate it, after a long time, you will take it for granted, but once your behavior makes them feel threatened, they will subconsciously resist you, besides, that Mr. Jett here, it seems that he is not popular, what we have to do now is to expand the grievances between the original only alien race and Jett to everyone in the entire Punk Town." ”

"Not everyone agrees." Gloria shook her head and said, behind Jett, there is the Golden Family, which is not a secret to the high-ranking people of Punk Town.

"But they're only a minority, and we just need a majority of them." Zhuo Ao said with a smile, the horror of rumors has been proven countless times in the history of previous lives, three people become tigers, and everyone is gold, although rumors stop at the wise, it does not mean that the wise can stop the rumors.

Yesterday, he accidentally got the news of the Golden Family and the follow-up troops from Jett, which gave Zhuo Ao a sense of urgency.

Although he doesn't look down on Jet very much, it doesn't mean that he will even look down on the Golden Family, a family that can last for thousands of years, it is impossible for all the family to be straw bales, Jett is just a front station, but look at his lineup, a holy swordsman, a mage, eight great swordsmen and thirty-two golden swordsmen.

I'm afraid that the follow-up troops that appear later will meet the true Sanctuary powerhouses in this world.

And Zhuo Ao's side, including the green dragon, is only three tenth-order, before he has seen the power of the holy domain, Zhuo Ao does not dare to take it lightly, that is already the gap in the life level.

Since he has completely offended Jet, it means that he will completely stand on the opposite side of the Golden Family, since the result is doomed, it is naturally the best way to weaken the opponent before the arrival of the main force, at least, this territory must be completely in his own hands.