Chapter 1: Conspiracy and miscalculation
In the palace of Pocellona, King Charles was holding a half-yellow parchment in his hand, and his face was not good-looking.
What exactly does it mean......
Should they be held accountable for doing things unfairly, or should they be scolded for being a bunch of wine bags and rice bags?
The Orc crime case now has a tendency to get out of hand.
In the report, it was stated that some of the crimes were pointed at him because of the graffiti on the streets......
"Death to Charlie the Bastard", "Down with the Dog King, Swing the Guillotine!" "Give us back our innocence!" ”
And that's not all, it's just a little bit.
The more Charlie looked at it, the more angry he became, and finally he simply tore the parchment in his hand into pieces, and his hands had nowhere to put them, and he immediately rested on the throne in the political hall.
With the tap of his fingers, one countermeasure after another formed in his mind, only to be rudely crossed out by another thought.
Nearly a year has passed since the decree he promulgated, so why is there a large-scale orc riot now?
Maybe someone is getting in the way......
Thinking of this, his hands were clenched tightly together from his palms into fists.
But...... The first important thing is to graft himself with the monster, so that his strength can be enhanced by the fundamental attributes, and he is ready to conduct the first human trial next year, which coincides with the estimated time for the completion of the experiment of the Merlin Sect, which can be described as a seamless connection.
As for the orcs......
"Huh." He finally laughed, if he wasn't strong, he would definitely not have the right to speak.
As for the stability of the people, that is also the business of the cardinals, and the current form is relatively stable, but there are some complaints.
These complaints are divided into two factions, the first is the complete expulsion of the orc race, and the killing is not to be discussed; The second faction is to lower the requirements, so that the orcs can go to the streets openly, without other prohibitions, and the conflict will be resolved by itself.
In fact, King Charles's concept, like most people, is not too hostile to orcs, after all, people do not absurdly hate the "dog" race, and even some wealthy merchants even have to eat and drink their beloved hounds.
Let's take it one step at a time......
Charlie is very irritable now, if there is a little more slip-up, maybe his throne may end early, as for whose throne it is...... It's a little unclear.
Then he thought of his niece, Marshall, the current Empress of Yaris.
She has missed the best time to engrave the magic pattern, and Charlie will not allow her to engrave the magic pattern after that, without power, in Charlie's eyes, there will be no right to speak.
Hogg was specially chosen by him from among thousands of dead men, as evidenced by his one-eye.
William recently said that he wanted Marshall to accompany him to escort the "Ancient First Layer of Protection" from Van Gang all the way to Shura, the Orc District.
He agreed.
As for the "dealing with the orcs, eating, living and sleeping together", he will not stop it, because Charles believes that the current princess of Yaris is equivalent to the notorious public enemy of the orcs.
But he didn't seem to know that the "Yaris" was not sold in the Orc Special Zone, and those orcs recruited were from the Orc Special Zone.
Maybe it's just a coincidence.
As for collecting some orc servants by Marshall's side in the future, then he will definitely welcome it, and there will definitely be something to be done in the meantime, which can further weaken the prestige of the princess.
But this had to be done carefully, because he had gotten carried away last time, and it seemed that he had already torn his face with Marshall.
The gloom on Charlie's face temporarily disappeared and returned to its original splendor.
He snapped his fingers, and the rings between his fingers collided with each other with a crisp "ding" sound.
Hogg's figure quietly appeared beside Charlie, he bowed slightly, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and his bright one-eyed eyes were fixed on the face in front of him that was not easy to mess with.
"Go find some, keep an eye on them, and ......," Charlie's fingers tapped the armrest of the throne, "Princess Marshall's trip will take some experience." ”
"Your Majesty Charlie......" Hogg grimaced, "this ......"
Seeing this, Charlie smiled and waved his hand, and said, "You don't need to overdo it, and don't go out to the Brotherhood, I know you have channels." ”
Hearing this, Hogg leaned over again and smiled heavily, a little embarrassed.
"Just a money deal, remember." Charlie admonished.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Hogg placed his right fist on his left chest, and he whispered a chant as his form slowly dissipated.
......
It's not quiet in Apartment No. 1 inside Van Gange, the people from the Orc Management Department have been here many times, and even some officials in charge begged their fathers and grandmothers to beg them not to do something illegal and undisciplined.
As a result, the price of goods in a small store that was originally not profitable at this time fell by 10%.
However, for the poor orcs, there was not much difference between one more copper coin and one less, because they couldn't even pull out a copper coin.
Fei worked the night shift today, and early in the morning, he came back with dew.
Eventually, he discarded the letter and cut off all bad thoughts.
All because of his strong self-esteem, as a rare weasel orc, he is noble.
Well...... Even now living inside a dilapidated house.
Under his persuasion, the small and medium-sized omnivorous orcs also rejected the so-called conversion of the original church, even though some large orcs had successfully completed experiments on their own bodies, and were able to switch between human and orc bodies.
"Ho...... Ho...... Ho......" He gasped as he stepped up step after step, clutching tightly in his hand a small brown linen purse containing fifteen copper coins.
I don't know why, those organizations that secretly hired orc labor suddenly found that a large group of orcs had taken long vacations in unison, and even didn't even want unpaid wages, and insisted on leaving.
You must know that although they eat a little more, their labor force is definitely beyond the reach of the Luling people, even if Fei is a small orc, he can rely on his own strength to withstand two adult male laborers.
This kind of cheap and efficient labor has always been the focus of these recruiters.
In the past, the orcs could openly go to the mercenary bazaar to find work, but now because of King Charles, a large number of orcs have to devote themselves to it, which makes them very happy.
As a result......
They couldn't keep up with the deadline...... As a result, they have raised their wages...... And various benefits have been introduced, such as primary education.
Some things have become conventions and habits, and there is no way to change them even if King Charles ascends the throne.
Even if the wages have been raised and the price of the goods in the small store has been reduced, this still cannot make Fei happy.
Tear pull –
He tore down the hand-painted poster that had been taped between the hallways.
It reads "Orc Volunteers" and is uglyly painted with a picture of a human being trampled under the feet of an orc.
At the bottom, there are slogans, scolding so hard that Fei can't help but pinch her ears.
He is now literate, Fei is pretentious, and his IQ is not low.
What is probably written above is that it is time to unite against the tyranny of humanity! They should rise up to human injustice!
"Hey......" Fei sighed, thinking to herself how stupid it was.
Obviously, he has asked the other party to use him and eat with his own food, but now he has been distorted into fighting against tyranny.
Is it to ask people to respect themselves and then go to others as slaves?
It's disgusting to think about...... Besides, if you continue to make trouble like this, maybe your place will be ruined.
When the time comes, he will have to carefully go to the streets to look for work, and he doesn't know if this so-called primordial church will take advantage of this to lose his life.
Most of the orcs who live in the orc apartments don't listen to this kind of bullshit, but they are afraid that some orcs who want to take advantage of the opportunistic will disrupt their normal lives.
If this is the case, then the orcs from all over the country will make another fight, and it is estimated that it will really be a river of blood.
And they will enjoy the blessings that humanity has brought them...... Food, clothing, use, play...... Compared to the life in the tribe, the new life here is much, much better than that of Rubis.
What kind of monsters are the so-called orc volunteers......
Fei was lying on the bed, with a fruit-flavored candy in her mouth, and she was thinking happily.
......
Fangang, an underground square, the torches are transparent, as bright as day.
I saw an iron throne at the front of the square, which was also the highest place in the square.
And on this throne, there is an extremely sturdy tiger beastman, and in the light of the fire, a shocking scar flickers with the beating of the flames, not angry and self-threatening.
There was a big sword beside him, which seemed random, but for some reason it looked so piercing, as if it was about to stab him in the heart in the next second. The hilt and body of the sword are all surrounded by dense patterns of unknown meaning.
It looks dull, but ...... Intuition made the orcs under their seat crush that a single sword could end their lives.
This tiger orc's name is Death.
He looked condescendingly at his companion in front of him, and a cloudy breath came out of his mouth.
"The target this time is the princess of Yaris, Marshall, I will gather a group of people to block it, and the rest of the people will prepare for the final confrontation, the Orc Management Division, which will never exist in the capital of Yaris, Van Gange."
He only said one word, however, just this sentence had already made the blood of the orcs under his command spurt.
In the next second, an excited and mixed roar rolled up bursts of floating dust, and even shook the stone ground under his feet into pieces!
"Kill the princess, Marshall!"
"Give us orcs their rightful rights!"
"Get rid of the princess of Yaris, Marshall!"
"Show humanity the power of our orcs!"