The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chapter 835: Chapter 0832: Priority (First Update)

“A great number of native tribes!”

“Excellent!”

Liszt was very satisfied with the mission reward. If all the native tribes were at the level of this small one, then the more, the better—they were the most suitable source of serfs.

In an instant, the smoke formed by the Serpent Script morphed into a new paragraph.

“Mission: the discovery of the native tribes is undoubtedly good news. Among them, natives with magic power exude mystery. Why not thoroughly investigate the native tribes to find the origin of their cultivation system and understand their current development status? Reward: treasures of the native tribes.”

“There are treasures in the native tribes, it seems these native tribes really do have some extraordinary origins.”

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He planned to charge over immediately, grab the natives that seemed to be the leaders of the tribe, and then slowly interrogate them about the situation of their tribe. But he soon dismissed this idea, for a simple reason—the natives’ chattering was all unintelligible bird language.

And he didn’t have the patience to translate the native language, word for word.

“It’s better to call up a knight order and summon a few magicians to study the current state of the native tribes together.” He suddenly commanded the Formless Dragon Bard and left the native tribe.

Heading straight for the exploration team.

Durt Red Apricot’s exploration team not only had a large number of knights but also many magicians from the Magic Guild, which would conveniently facilitate the execution of this mission.

Finding Durt’s location.

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Liszt leapt directly from the back of the Formless Dragon, activating his Dragon Might as he fell. The overwhelming Dragon Might swept across the entire exploration team, and the knights close by clutched their throats as if an invisible hand was squeezing them, leaving them feeling heavy-chested and struggling to breathe.

“Enemy attack!” A knight resisted the discomfort and bellowed loudly.

Others drew their Knight’s Longswords, preparing to align and face the enemy.

Thump!

Amidst the chaos of the knight order, Liszt landed steadily on the ground, and when he stood up, he slowly withdrew his Dragon Might, stepping out from the dust.

Maintaining high alert, Durt saw in the direction of the sound a familiar figure slowly emerging, a deep memory he could never erase.

Fire Dragon Knight.

Liszt Tulip!

“Your Highness!” Durt could hardly believe it.

“It’s me, let the knight order calm down.” Liszt always enjoyed such a dramatic and flashy arrival, regardless of the disturbance it caused.

As a Dragon Knight, he must maintain the majesty of a Dragon Knight at all times.

Durt recognized Liszt and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then he quickly directed the nearby knights to settle the disturbance, before dismounting and bowing: “I was not aware of your Highness’s arrival, Durt failed to greet your Highness.”

“I just had a sudden matter and came over to say hello,” Liszt gestured for Durt to follow him to the tent.

Entering the tent, he first inquired about the incidents that occurred during the pioneering team’s voyage, but there was nothing major. Even when they encountered storms, the ships were still able to pass through safely, thanks to the Calming Wind Pearls and Water Calming Pearls provided by the territory, and they successfully arrived at the mouth of the Whirlpool River.

However, after reaching the dense forests of the Whirlpool River, there were more problems. Firstly, the unfamiliar climate caused some serfs to fall ill and even die; then, there were many mosquitoes in the forest, and after being bitten, many of the serfs died directly; finally, the weather was extremely hot, and quite a few serfs suffered from heatstroke.

The fleet had brought a total of two thousand serfs, and after all the back and forth hardships, a good five hundred or more serfs had fallen.

As for the knights, those with Dou Qi had a strong adaptability. Apart from a few who died due to surprise attacks by magical beasts, the other knights still maintained their full fighting strength.

“It seems some of us are too hasty, knights can adapt to the environment of Flame Island, but it is very difficult for serfs,” Liszt shook his head.

He felt somewhat distressed.

The pioneering team’s serfs lived outdoors, riddled with crises, faring worse than the serfs of Flame Town.

“Your Highness, death is inevitable in pioneering, they came for gold coins, and naturally, they must be prepared to die for gold coins,” Durt expressed without concern, “The dead serfs can be slowly replenished. The most important thing is to develop Flame Island and to open up the Whirlpool River living area as soon as possible.”

The quality of a knight in this world included compassion, yet knights who truly had pity for serfs were almost nonexistent.

The vast class gap meant the nobility barely saw the commoners as human, their compassion only extended to knights of the same rank—unless a knight died during a charge, they were generally not killed, and could still return to their noble status after paying ransom.

Upon hearing this.

Liszt said gravely, “Durt, serfs are people too, you need to change your past attitude. The Flame Islands urgently need development, and every serf is a vital resource. Knights of the future Flame Country will be born from the descendants of these serfs.”

Durt nodded, “Your Highness, I understand. I will protect the serfs earnestly.” Despite his words, his expression still revealed his disdain for serfs.

It was a deeply ingrained mindset, unlikely to change without a reform through blood and fire.

Liszt understood Durt’s mentality very well; in fact, he himself was a noble, and if he really pushed some idea of “equality for all,” he likely wouldn’t accept it himself: “No, Durt, you still don’t understand… The serfs we are bringing from outside now will foster a sufficient number of knights in the future to protect Flame Country.”

Durt did not respond.

Liszt continued, “All serfs who come to the Flame Islands to pioneer will be granted freeman status after the establishment of the nation, given lands to cultivate, so that in the not too distant future, they can strive to become knightly families, and become the backbone of Flame Country.”

“Your Highness, are you being too generous to the serfs?” Durt cautiously asked.

“No, listen to the end and you will understand my plan,” Liszt smiled faintly, “The reason for such thoughts is simple, it was not long ago that I discovered a large number of native tribes on Flame Island, with a much more backward civilization and darker skin than ours.”

“Native Tribes?” Durt’s eyes widened.

“These native tribes could perfectly serve as serfs for the development of the Flame Islands, couldn’t they?”

Durt said excitedly, “Since there are a large number of native tribes, then capturing them to serve as serfs is obviously more cost-effective. Although our serfs are of low status, they share the same bloodline with us, and should not continue to serve as serfs… I now truly understand the foresight of Your Highness.”

“Good that you understand.”

Liszt spoke indifferently, “Immediately organize a knight order, and bring along a few magicians, to investigate the nearby native tribes. I need to figure out the origin and development status of these tribes and preferably master their language… However, before we have a clear understanding of the foundation of these native tribes, keep the operation secret.”

“Understood, I will organize the knight order right away!”