The town of Blackstone, where a large number of refugees gathered, has entered an era of rapid development. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

All kinds of jobs and projects require a large number of personnel to implement, and among them, there must be a relationship between superiors and subordinates, so Blackstone Town has promoted a large number of talented and prestigious personnel to important functional positions.

But the human heart is changeable.

Some people want to make waves after they have just calmed down, some people who used to have noble status and are now unwilling to be mediocre and start to move, and still others want to fight...... In short, the countless dark tides in the nascent town of Blackstone began to surge.

Under the bright appearance of the thriving large-scale construction in full swing, some people's minds have become more and more active.

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Due to the special composition of the personnel in Blackstone Town, humans account for the majority of the proportion, so at present, except for the necessary positions related to Greystone City, which are held by orcs, most of the functions are mostly held by humans under the instruction of Wang Xiaotian.

Wang Xiaotian's original intention was to gradually eliminate the gap between orcs and humans step by step, but now it seems that this gradual "goodwill" has been regarded as a weak concession by some people.

After returning from the battlefield, Wang Xiaotian originally felt the brilliance of the ancient chivalry after seeing the performance of those human knights, but as soon as he returned to Blackstone Town, after reading a certain piece of information from Buzi's hands, he was furious, and it seemed that his kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.

After all, this is a world ruled by the aristocracy, and the concepts of "the country is my private property" and "natural glory" are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there are always some people among these refugees who have been in extraordinary status before, and after a short period of peace and comfort, they naturally have a little thought......

"What do you mean, Lord Izawa?"

In a government building in Blackstone Town, under a banner that reads "Together for a New Era", a group of well-dressed middle-aged people will surround the "officials" of the "aboriginal" faction led by Izawa, hoping to get an answer.

Aubrey, a decent middle-aged man wearing a black jacket for a lifetime, with a full head of golden hair combed meticulously, and a slightly noble temperament, the old god was sitting on the side, looking at a group of people forcing Ize in the middle, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"It's just a small town sheriff," Aubrey looked at the expressionless Ize, who had his own pride as a baron who had once managed a territory in the Northlands.

If it weren't for the fact that Ize had some weapons in his hands and most of the town's natives were at his command, the haughty Aubrey would not have bothered to bargain with such civilians.

"Lord Ize, we humans are the masters of the continent! are you willing to let these hideous-looking, savage, and rude orcs rule over us?"

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"Yes, yes, we have hundreds of thousands of people here, and the orcs, I don't think there are more than 10,000...... This town is in great shape now! When we seize the town and apply to the principality for the right to open up, then we will have a viscount territory!"

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"Lord Izawa, you used to be a big man in the town, right?

And at this moment, Ize looked at the people around him with eager expressions and excited faces, it was this group of people who enjoyed the treatment of the development of the town, but thought about how to overthrow the existing order of the town.

Taking a deep breath, Izawa looked at the banner behind him that read "Together for a New Era" and looked a little dazed.

Blackstone Town, where his ancestors and Izawa have witnessed the arrival of many masters for generations, used to be a chaotic place, maybe one day you get drunk and you wake up in a stinky ditch with nothing, maybe a gang fight on the side of the road can get you involved, maybe one day the mercenaries who drink too much will see you unpleasant......

Now, the streets here are full of laughing people, the sun rises and the sun sets, the elderly and children can walk the streets with peace of mind, the young girls can show their beauty to the fullest, and the food from Greystone is served to the people's tables......

All of this, Ize saw in his eyes.

"That's enough!" Izawa said calmly.

However, the people around them were still babbling their opinions, and they didn't realize that Izawa had expressed his opinion in silence.

"I said, that's enough!"

He slammed the table and spoke, his low and unquestioning tone shocking everyone present.

Bang!

With Ize's violent movements, Simon outside the room rushed into the venue with a group of men. This group of former tavern adventurers, now wearing second-line leather armor made by the Greystone Alliance, is holding a non-runic weapon, but it is also the sharpest weapon ever confiscated in the "Sword Ban" in the town.

This turn of events instantly woke up some people.

"Ize, what do you want to do?" Aubrey frowned, and he said coldly, "Let these people out!"

"You know, the people here, we used to be high nobles, but now we are only in temporary trouble, and the rulers of Blackstone not only give us nobles the treatment they deserve, but also do not arrange the most comfortable houses and the most beautiful wine!

"This in itself is ridiculous! Ize, you'd better be aware of the times, let your people out, and we can talk!"

Aubrey and some of the people behind him looked at Izer and his vigilantes coldly, their expressions indescribably haughty and indifferent.

As for Izawa, he watched the performance of this group of high-ranking "noble lords" with an expressionless face.

"Tsk, what a bunch of aristocratic lords, still thinking about fine wine and mansions?"

Izawa didn't speak, but Simon, who was holding a sword, sneered, and the disdainful words and disdainful eyes made everyone present angry.

Looking at this group of old men sitting daydreaming, Simon really felt funny, they were afraid that they had never seen that group of orcs ruthless, they were a group of real ruthless people, a group of ruthless people who could draw knives and cut people! Not the group of cringing minions under their hands!

Although Simon doesn't know the specific combat power of the orcs, just thinking about overthrowing the orcs with the more than 100,000 ordinary people outside is completely daydreaming, not to mention how many people respond, that is, there are really more than 100,000 ordinary people, in front of that group of monsters who kill people without blinking, I am afraid that there are more than 100,000 pig beasts to be slaughtered.

"Enough Simon!"

Ize stopped Simon, who wanted to speak and stopped, he looked coldly at this group of noble lords who were still dreaming, and sneered in his heart, what a group of poor people with lust for profit, he Ize felt pity for them, because they didn't know anything about power.