The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chapter 834: Chapter 0831: Native Tribe (Second Update)

Having a beer at the tavern and encouraging the knights to strive for pioneering, Liszt hurried to the Mage Tower to check on Ach’s progress in her magic experiments.

The progress was very good.

Even without sleep for a whole night, Ach was still vibrant—magicians are always full of spirit.

She was designing a Magic Array that could tear apart the Magic Web, to break the nodes of physical space and expand into a Wormhole Space. Once the nodes were broken in another place, it could be connected to the nodes, completing a real Magic Teleportation Array.

“Just like opening a door, isn’t it?” Liszt, simplifying Ach’s description, said, “If that’s the case, let’s call this experiment the ‘Magic Door Project’. Continue with your research, and if you need any assistance, just say the word. Bard and I will fully support you.”

“Um, thank you, big brother.”

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After resting for a day, the next day Liszt rode on the Formless Dragon Bard to start patrolling the Whirlpool River.

He planned to find the pioneering team led by Durt Red Apricot and identify the secretive glares observing them to see what unknown creatures dared covet the pioneering team. Whether wolves, tigers, monkeys, snakes, or something else, anything that dared obstruct the development of Flame Island would be eradicated.

With Liszt riding Formless Dragon Bard, the Little Fire Dragon Leo’s appearances clearly reduced.

In the future, Liszt’s dragons would have specialized roles; Light Green Gem Dragon Ethan would specifically stay in the Dragon Nest to produce minerals, Fire Dragon Leo would primarily handle combat, and Formless Dragon Bard would be utilized particularly for scouting. Crystal White Trajectory’s magic detection was far superior to any other method.

Its capability for invisibility while roaming the borders was also significant.

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Thus, when both dragon and rider had already located the pioneering team along the Whirlpool River, none of them, including Durt, noticed Liszt’s presence.

Liszt did not reveal himself either.

He continued to hover overhead, occasionally directing Bard to sweep over the forest, carefully inspecting the magic feedback from all around. However, having surveyed the vast forest surrounding the pioneering team, and not detecting any magic buildup, it seemed that the spying eyes were likely not magical beasts.

“So what are these numerous unknown species?” Dispersing the Crystal White Trajectory and restoring his own natural vision, Liszt surveyed again.

Since there were unknown species spying on the pioneering team, they couldn’t be far.

After searching for an entire hour, Liszt finally discovered what was secretly watching; they were hiding in the dense forest, agile like monkeys, capable of climbing trees and observing the pioneering team from atop the branches. Had it not been for the disturbance in the upper tree canopy that alerted Liszt, they would have remained hidden.

But once discovered, these creatures without magic were of no significant concern.

“It turns out to be humans, dressed in animal skins, wielding bows and arrows, apparently the inhabitants of a primitive tribe living in the Flame Islands!” Liszt narrowed his eyes.

His feelings were mixed with surprise and joy.

Surprise that there were humans surviving on the remote Flame Islands, perhaps descendants of humans from Legendary Continent who accidentally drifted here and reproduced. Joy that the humans of the primitive tribe, while appearing ugly and backward, would be an excellent addition to the serfs.

Developing Flame Island required a mass number of serfs, and Liszt was worried about where to find so many; unexpectedly, someone brought the pillow as he was dozing—the Flame Island accounted for a primitive tribe.

According to the Smoke Mission’s hints, there were quite a few humans in the primitive tribe.

He looked at the primitive tribe humans dressed in animal skins atop the trees, contemplating, “It seems I need to change my strategy and fully capture these primitive tribe humans to serve me… Capturing serfs is indeed an uncivilized act, but compared to the serf trade, using the natives might be less bloody.”

It was said that when Europeans trafficked black slaves to America, due to navigation, hygiene, and overloading issues, basically ten black slaves died for every one that arrived in America.

The serf trade in this world was much better, with at most two or three out of every ten serfs dying during transportation.

The serf trade under Liszt’s management, which always prioritized safety, saw at most one out of every hundred serfs dying. Protecting the lives of the serfs was protecting the Landlord’s interests, and he knew serf trade contradicted humanitarian principles, but he couldn’t abandon the profits and could only take the best care of the serfs.

He sought peace of mind.

All the serfs that came to the Flame Territory generally enjoyed a better living environment than before.

But even feeling justified couldn’t cover up the casualties in the serf trade process. He never expected Flame Island had natives. Thus, capturing these natives to act as serfs would eliminate the risks of naval trade while also improving the living conditions of the natives.

Whether it was hypocrisy or benevolence, Liszt had rapidly made up his mind to capture all the natives on the island and then force them to undergo serf transformation.

To embrace a better life and contribute to the modernization efforts of Flame Island.

Just then, a native who had been spying on the pioneering team from the treetops climbed down and quickly ran toward the depths of the forest. Liszt rode Bard and closely followed, running ten kilometers out, and discovered a large lake with many wooden houses densely scattered around it.

These wooden houses seemed to be built for water and moisture defense, all of them on stilts.

On the clearing by the lake, there were elderly and children, the elderly dressed in rough hemp cloth and the children bare-bottomed. A few who seemed to be women natives were also wrapped in short animal skins covering their primary parts, cleaning animal skins by the lake.

These people’s skin was slightly dark but not as black as Africans, resembling more the black-yellow skin of the Indian People.

“From the structure of the wooden houses and the hemp cloth on the elderly, it can be deduced that this native tribe is slightly more advanced than those primitive tribes… probably because their ancestors brought some life skills when they strayed onto Flame Island, which their descendants inherited.”

Knowing how to weave and build stilt houses indicated that these natives were good candidates for serfs.

With a little instruction, they could be sent to work in plantations and workshops.

In the tallest stilt house of the tribe, the previously spying native was chattering with several elderly and robust men. Liszt could only look through the house’s window, yet just a glimpse revealed an interesting phenomenon to him.

The oldest man in the center was wearing black hemp cloth, and its style vaguely resembled a magician’s magic cloak.

“Magic cloak?”

Liszt rapidly deployed the Eye of Magic, and indeed, a faint earthy yellow magic power glow radiated from the old man.

That is to say, he had cultivated!

The few elderly around him also had faint glows, blue, red, and white, but the robust men had no magic power.

Liszt found this surprising: “It looks like a magician’s cultivation system. Could these natives be descendants of magicians… Interesting, these primitive tribe natives know how to cultivate; no wonder they can survive in this magical beast-infested forest.”

With this thought, he summoned the Smoke Mission.

“Complete the mission, reward with a large number of native tribes.”