Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

A sharp question, a sensitive matter that people dare not touch, is about the reality of multi-racial mixing in cities.

According to the proposal of the Caledor Noble Council and under the auspices of the palace, a census operation was conducted thirty years ago to determine how many people in the city lived through "regular" channels and how many people were lingering in the gray realm. .

The final result was jaw-dropping. After the census workers actually compiled the relevant information, they got an ugly figure.

With the Kislevites occupying the majority, the Empire, Arabis, Bretonnians, and Southern Kingdom people, these peoples with different cultures and languages, live together in a very strange way.

These include freed slaves, the "grey cattle" trade that the Dragon Palace has had with Arabi for a long time, stowaways who have settled with the assistance of local gangs, and low-cost labor that does not need to be taxed hidden by the Chamber of Commerce.

At first, when the city was still in the barbaric stage, and the status of each group was mostly similar. Anyway, the elves were the leaders, and the rest were just cattle, so each of them didn't have many complaints.

After all, force is the best guarantee of rule. The giant dragon flying over the city from time to time reminds people not to use their brains.

But with the finalization of the National Naturalization Act, they were surprised to find that after the elves took the initiative to cede some of their interests, most of the remaining interests were taken away by Mrs. Kislev. They had been working in the city hall for a long time.

A large number of preferential terms were given to Mrs. Kislev first, and at least seven out of every ten decent jobs were for northern barbarians.

And the things this caused are quite involved, let alone whether the monopoly of the Kislevites, who account for the majority of the population, is correct.

But just for the people of the Empire, because of the historical friendly relationship between the northerners who believe in Ulric and Mrs. Kislev, they are more socially acceptable than the southerners who believe in Sigma.

Not to mention the Arabis, who were originally slaves, and the least favored Bretonnians. The people of the Southern Kingdom were mainly engaged in commercial activities. Although their social status was not low, they were still dissatisfied with the status quo.

Today's Qingyan Port has a vague hint of the Indian caste system. If it were not for the authority of the Dragon Palace, which is difficult to challenge, the imperial people with abundant martial virtue may have chosen to take up arms to resist unfair treatment.

Yiga expressed tactfully that this matter is difficult to deal with. If the racial policy is adjusted to improve unfair racial treatment, it will inevitably harm the vested interests. The best way is to make a new cake and build it on the original basis. redistribute.

The officer gave a standard answer. New cities in the north are still under construction in full swing. As a member of the ethnic group with vested interests, he naturally does not want Mrs. Kislev to leave the material-rich Qingyan Port and go to the north to mine, grow wheat, and Forest development.

Since there are so many ethnic groups, different regions should be divided according to the number of people. When southerners go to new cities, the Kislevites, who are the aborigines of Qingyan Port, can naturally stay here.

How could Draconir not know this solution? He didn’t immediately express his opinion on Yiga’s idea. The way he nodded made it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

"Well, I appreciate honest people, and your ideas have certain reference value.

It's not too early. Adela and I still have something to discuss. I hope you can forget what happened just now and enjoy this banquet. "

The kind words made Yiga straighten his body and make a military salute. After shouting "yes", he immediately turned around and left towards the door.

After seeing the acting ruler of the kingdom with his own eyes, his attitude about whether he could obtain the highest honor was momentarily shaken.

The princes taking care of government affairs in the rear are so terrifying, how brave must those high-level dragon princes preparing for war on the front lines be...

He had no intention of paying attention to what Adela would say to the prince. Things that should be inquired about were easy to think about, and things that should not be inquired about should not be interfered with.

This is something that must be understood in a society with strict social order.

After returning to the side hall, Ke Dan, whose mouth was full of oil stains, finally put down the delicious food in his hands and rarely paid attention to the whereabouts of the officer.

"Where have you been, hiccup..."

Picking up a glass of wine from the patterned silver plate carried by the servant, Yiga avoided talking about what had just happened, and kept hinting in his mind that he had never met Prince Drachnir.

"Two noble ladies competed to dance with me and almost got into a fight. I felt funny and kept watching them being taken away by the guards."

"Oh, young people, stop dreaming. There are still people asking me for a child with huge sums of money."

Regarding the tone of his men and the secretly pointing out actions of the people around him, Yiga knew that the situation where he was taken away by the guards just now was probably discovered. Perhaps these people thought they had violated certain prohibitions and were caught in a dark room and given a stern warning.

Although I don't have much expectation for getting involved with Draknir, since I have a chance relationship, it must be an opportunity. However, whether this opportunity can be turned into actual benefits depends on my ability.

The name of the deceased will only appear on the monument. For the monarch, the meaning of the existence of the deceased is how to use it to create greater value.

According to the process of the banquet, half way through, Prince Draknir finally led the middle-level humans to this side hall to meet the guests.

The prince and the officers present all had high hopes that working for the Dragon Palace would bring great benefits.

For the elves and human officers present, communicating with the legendary son of Caledor was naturally extremely exciting.

But when it was Yiga's turn, he felt very strange. Although he could not tell whether the prince in front of him was a real person, judging from the importance of the exchange just now, Dracnir was still communicating with Adela about the situation of the rebels.

After Drachnir blinked one more time, the officer understood that this must be a magical illusion, and then expressed his determination.

"Fight for the Dragon Lord!"

"I have high expectations for your future, Captain Yiga."

The indiscriminate words of appreciation made Yiga relieved after Draconir left. Judging from the situation, it should be over.

After the prince's entourage faded from view, he began to consider one thing, whether to pass a message to Godfather Pearson.

But after a while, he chose to give up. When putting on the military uniform and wearing the silver epaulettes, you should understand that the army should remain neutral.

If a low-level military officer participates in social change, the ultimate result will undoubtedly be self-destruction.

In the face of the righteousness of social stability and order, past kindness may soften the attitude, but it is not enough to violate the position.

Moreover, if Godfather Pearson was really involved in the rebellion, he should also understand how serious the consequences would be once discovered by the palace.

After the banquet, the officer found Miranda, the maid, who was instructing the servants to pack up the palace. She rubbed her hands and cheekily asked if she could pack some leftover food. The Isthmus of Lustria was so hot that it was inconvenient to handle food. The hell sea dragon could contribute to the dragon palace. Please help me solve these troubles.

These requests were recognized by the maid, who shamelessly improved the living conditions of her subordinates, much like someone she knew well.

The remaining food is meant to be distributed to the people at the bottom of the city, so it seems feasible to distribute some to the Marine Corps.

Of course, it is impossible for the maid to order a servant to carry food specifically for Yiga. She only arranged a carriage, which means that you and the stupid guy next to you can carry as much as you and the stupid guy next to you can carry.

But if I hear that food is being wasted or used for profit, I have to consider the consequences of deceiving His Royal Highness the Prince's maid.

Under a look of disdain, Yiga and Kedan began to look for valuable types of remaining food. The first choice was naturally cakes. This kind of food with extremely high sugar content can also satisfy the psychological needs of soldiers with sweet taste. Provides extremely high energy.

Naturally, he would not refuse the remaining meat. Although the food provided by the training base was very good, the taste could not compare with the dishes carefully prepared by the palace chef.

Take some drinks as appropriate. In order to prevent the banquet from causing drama, most of the drinks used this time are low-intensity drinks such as wine, which are not in line with the eating habits of the big soldiers.

The highly valuable purple-red liquid in the mouth of a hell sea dragon may not be as good as the brine of pickled cucumbers to quench its thirst.

In this way, Yijia took a whole cart of food with him and quickly evacuated the city with Kedan. If necessary, he was prepared to stay away from the city for two months.

In times of social turmoil, the military is definitely the safest place to be. (End of chapter)