The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 1034 - 1031 Warmth Under Cruelty (Third Update)

Chapter 1034 -1031: Warmth Under Cruelty (Third Update)

Chapter 1034 -1031: Warmth Under Cruelty (Third Update)

War is cruel, yet this year’s Pioneer Mandate War seemed unnaturally smooth.

When the Knight Order attacked the Dense Corridor, most of the Eagle Kingdom’s landlords either preemptively shut their castle gates and hid in the countryside or opened their gates to welcome the royal troops, switching sides to join the invaders.

Some landlords had even packed up all the resources in their castles, just waiting for the Knight Order to arrive before boarding ships bound for the Flame Kingdom. Some landlords, unwilling to abandon too much property, had even arranged for their serfs to be taken away by the Knight Squad.

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There weren’t many true battles requiring a charge.

Li Si Te hid at the material border, witnessing such scenes, he couldn’t help but reflect, “Looking at the Eagle Kingdom like this, they’ve basically given up on the coastal hinterlands; these landlords have given up on themselves… Since the Eagle Kingdom is so generous, I’ll have the knights step it up a bit, plunder through the Dense Corridor, then make a trip to Aden Bay.”

Adonis Moonlight Silver and his knights were unable to defend this land or protect their own subjects, resulting in Mercenary Corps rampaging and serfs being sold at will, with civilians living lives of constant uncertainty.

Li Si Te would replace him, moving all the civilians here to Flame Island.

There on Flame Island, they could start anew, no longer fearing mercenaries nor worrying about their livelihoods being insecure—as a landlord, Li Si Te might not uphold noble ideals such as universal equality or self-governance, but he always adhered to one principle.

That was to ensure his subjects were well-fed, clothed, and not arbitrarily slain.

Even the subjects of his followers were under his protection, ensuring their basic safety.

This was one of his bottom lines, the goodness he steadfastly honored in his heart.

“Emily, what do you think of this Pioneer Mandate?” He found Emily, the Light Green Gemstone Dragon Knight, resting on a hilltop. Li Si Te rode Bard down to her and asked.

“Your Majesty.”

Emily saluted and then responded, “There’s almost no resistance, it’s light shining by Your Majesty’s glory. All the landlords of the Dense Corridor could be plundered and taken away. There is no need to be gentle like it was initially with the Duchy of Sapphire for the sake of Flame Kingdom’s development.”

“If we plunder too harshly, this fertile land may lack nobles to cultivate it.”

“The Eagle Kingdom has four prosperous coastlines: Sardine Bay, Yellow Mud Coast, Roaring River Mouth, Dense Corridor; plundering each once a year means we could plunder for four years. After four years, the Flame Kingdom will be strong enough, having cultivated its land, and completely self-sufficient.”

“You make a valid point, but this year I plan to thoroughly plunder both the Dense Corridor and Sardine Bay,” Li Si Te always hated slow construction, always wanting to bite off more than he could chew.

“Plundering two locations in one year could support two years, and together with other coastal landlord territories, sustaining three Pioneer Mandates shouldn’t be a problem. Even if the coastal areas of the Eagle Kingdom are unassailable by then, with Lord Acherloides in control of the Teleportation Magic Array, we could plunder from the heartland of the Eagle Kingdom.”

Directly opening a teleportation array deep into the Eagle Kingdom was an idea Li Si Te hadn’t considered before: “The construction cost of a teleportation array is too great.”

“I’ve heard that Lord Acherloides is improving the teleportation array. With his great genius and magical prowess, it should take three years to build a standard array, he might even design a magic gate that can be temporarily opened,” Emily held Acherloides in high respect.

And believed he was nearly omnipotent.

“Perhaps.”

Li Si Te clasped his hands behind his back, and watched the migration of the knight squad from afar, his voice calm yet firm: “I don’t enjoy war, even though I am always its victor.”

Emily looked at his silhouette, her eyes sparkling.

Formless Dragon Bard appeared out of nowhere with a bundle of smoked grass, chewing leisurely; Light Green Gem Dragon Ethan disdainfully twisted its dragon head.

“Mama, where are we going?” On a simple wooden cart, a young boy of only a few years old huddled tightly against his mother and asked softly.

His mother, sitting at the edge of the cart, gripped the handrail tightly, guarding herself and her son, “We are going to a faraway place, Lord Landlord will lead us to a better place to live.”

The little boy did not understand what a better place meant, but he did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he peeked out through a small gap beneath his mother’s arm, looking outside the cart.

It was a miles-long caravan of carts.

Traveling on the dirt road, one could see groups of knights patrolling around the caravan, preventing it from being attacked by mercenary groups along the way.

Several brash mercenary groups had already attempted to raid the caravan and kidnap the serfs during the journey.

Especially when the caravan stopped to light fires and cook meals, one could always see the knight squad nervously searching every patch of the forest for possibly lurking mercenaries.

The little boy secretly watched the knights riding on their tall horses; whenever a knight’s gaze swept toward the cart, he immediately buried his head into his mother’s bosom. After waiting a while, he would cautiously raise his head again and steal glances at the knights from the gap. Their silver-white armors and the gleaming knight’s spears were deeply imprinted in his young mind.

And left him with a rudimentary impression—knights, protect him and his mother.

After a month-long trek, the caravan finally reached the seaside, where the little boy and his mother saw a multitude of ships docked at the harbor.

These were ships like they had never seen before, each one looking like a floating castle on the sea.

Flying high on the ship’s masts were black flags, embroidered with a burning flame forming a giant Fire Dragon pattern—Fire Dragon merchant ships, Flame Kingdom’s brand-new cargo ships with a blend of square and fore-and-aft sails, characterized by one word, big!

To transport these knights and serfs, Liszt had no choice but to expose the fleet of huge ships that Flame Kingdom had feverishly built over the years.

In addition to the Fire Dragon merchant ships.

There were also slightly slender ships, with masts that also carried black flags. However, the embroidery on these flags was no longer a burning flame but white metal shards forming a giant Iron Dragon pattern—Iron Dragon warships, three-masted ships paralleling the Fire Dragon cargo ships, primarily for transporting knights on expeditions, with exceptional maneuverability.

By the seaside.

Under the organization of the knights, the serfs lined up to board one Fire Dragon merchant ship after another. Upon boarding, sailors distributed a small pill to each serf—seasickness pills.

This was a new medicine developed by the Magic Guild.

Not just seasickness pills, but other medicines as well, which Liszt generously funded the research for. These were drugs the knight class hardly needed, but which the civilian class heavily depended on. Another landlord would never invest in medicine for treating serfs’ illnesses, but Liszt persisted.

“Mama, where are we going?” The little boy asked his mother again quietly, arriving at the seaside and boarding the big ship, everything piqued his curiosity yet frightened him.

Before his mother could answer, a young man who looked like a magician or a noble walked by.

Smiling, the young man spoke in Wind Language, “Little guy, the place we are heading to is called the Flame Kingdom. Starting today, you and your mother will become the subjects of the great King Liszt Flame… In that place, there are no wars, no harm, and as long as you work hard, you will have enough to eat.”

After saying that,

The young man loudly addressed the curious serfs around him, “I am Donnie Truth, the healing arcanist on this ship. If you feel unwell, I will help you heal to ensure everyone arrives healthy in the Flame Kingdom.”