Diapolo never thought that being a lord dragon could be so tired of him.

When he returned from the ground from the ground, he received a census report handed over by his followers. As he expected, the three major priests had all the population for his earl, and the total amount was almost over 100,000.

Among these 100,000 people, women are mostly young and young, while the number of young and strong is lower than that even Diapolo can't help but slap the table. Therefore, Diapolo made a note to the three major priests in his heart.

Because there is no problem with the three major priests on the surface, and he does not have enough strength to attack the priests with legendary positions. Not available now does not mean that there will be no future.

Relocation Order!

After anger, Diapolo issued another order to waste money and damage the people, and moved all the human inhabitants under the Count whom he divided into the three major priests to move to the surroundings of the castle where he lived.

Because although the territory assigned to him by the three principalities borders the Tyrel Peninsula, it is geographically located on the border between the territory and other countries' forces.

How could Diapolo leave such a population distribution? Therefore, even though he knew it would arouse great public anger, he still issued an order to move.

The order issued together with it was a large number of silver and copper coins as compensation for the migration. Diapolo knew humans so well that for most people, as long as they were given enough money, you could do anything.

The facts were as he expected. As the compensation for the relocation was in place, the humans who were forced to leave their hometown because of a piece of order had no complaints, and at most they would just sigh a few words.

For Diapolo, it is really worthwhile to use some coins tributed by underground races to optimize the population distribution of his territory.

After all, among the tributes mixed with a large amount of gold, silver and copper, the smallest and largest value of gold coins were all taken into his small vault by Diapolo.

Those silver and copper coins that are large in quantity and are of no value as valuable as gold coins can be sent out directly and thrown into the hands of the lower class, which can also promote economic circulation. After all, the premise of spending money is to make the people rich.

"Well, do you want to use your house to take the money back from these humans?"

Diapolo fell into deep thought. Around the castle where he lived, there were three satellite fortresses left by the underground race, although it was a city built by the underground race to meet its own needs.

However, most of these people who can live in the fortress are humanoid creatures. Most of the buildings they left behind are slightly renovated and are quite suitable for human habitation.

"Forget it, I'll collect 80% of the things I gave for free! These humans will not cherish them. Moreover, they must not be allowed to become a habit of free sex, and they cannot feel that it is natural to obtain benefits from me."

Then, when Diapolo informed his followers of this idea, a young man with a tall and strong body, this young man who did not simply worship Diapolo, but followed Diapolo with some purpose immediately collapsed.

"Sir Diapolo, please spare us. We only have 117 people in total. You asked us to arrange the migration of 100,000 people. This workload has caused many people to collapse.

And you still have us arrange for 100,000 people to live in. This... is really impossible. You know, before we follow you, we are just good at fighting and are not good at administrative matters at all."

"Stefan, no matter what it is, don't say it is impossible before you do it."

Diapolo looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, who knew his extraordinary origin at a glance.

"I believe in your ability. You have done a good job in the census. This time, I believe you will not disappoint me. You will let me see your outstanding talents."

"Mr. Diapolo, I dare not say that I can complete it safely, but I will do my best to not let you down."

Hearing Muria's words, the young man Stefan gritted his teeth and assured Diapolo.

At this moment, he wanted to be a daughter, because he believed that relying on his own bloodline, if he was a woman, her figure would definitely not be worse than that incompetent elf.

"I look forward to your performance."

Diapolo looked at the young man full of expression with a smile and left the hall with great courage.

And the moment the youth left, the smile on Diapolo's face disappeared instantly, and the expression on his face collapsed.

"Lack of people!"

Diapolo deeply understood this point and asked more than 100 people to be responsible for the relocation and resettlement of 100,000 people. This was simply a deliberate effort to make people trouble, but there was nothing he could do. He had no available talents.

"It's time to go to the Sea of ​​Freedom."

Diapolo did not forget that he had thrown a ship of high-quality slaves on an island in the Sea of ​​Freedom, and he also had more than 10,000 strong slaves cut from the Heart Fighter.

The itinerary of the Sea of ​​Freedom was quite smooth, even smoother than Diapolo imagined.

Because when he stepped into the inner area of ​​the Hector Islands, the core of the Sea of ​​Freedom, someone came directly.

"Ri'an, the dragon of righteousness in the Tyrel Peninsula, Lord Diapolo."

The old man with meticulous hair and neat and decent clothes asked Diapolo, who had just stepped onto a slave island. He looked like he had known someone for a long time.

"Do you know me?"

Diapolo asked with a little interest when he looked at the elegant and elegant old gentleman in front of him.

"Of course, you are shining in the war on the Tyrel Peninsula, erasing the fortresses built by the Mind Fighter, and tearing apart the Eye Demon Tyrant.

Such a record is enough to spread your reputation to this free sea.”

"Oh." Diapolo nodded without comment, "It seems that you have investigated me. What is the reason?"

A burning heat came from his chest, and the gentleman-like old man realized that everything around him was under control. So he knew that the next question was whether he could survive.

"Of course, we have no intention of you, but your actions in the Tyrel Peninsula War are inevitably related to the activities of our Chamber of Commerce. So, I have a foreshadowed your arrival and have been waiting here all these days."

The old man's silver-white hair was seeping dense beads of sweat. At this time, he was already a little regretful to show off in front of a dragon. If he had known it, he would have been straight to the point and would not have fallen into this situation now.

"Are you the chamber of commerce that sells slaves to the Heart Flayer?" Diabo looked at the nervous old man in front of him with a faint expression, and judged the identity of the old man.

"Yes." Even if sweat dripped from the eyes, the old gentleman dared not reach out to wipe it even for a while. "We are businessmen, so we will naturally not refuse any customer's purchase request."

"Okay, don't explain it to me. I'll stay in the Sea of ​​Freedom for a while and know what kind of virtues you merchants are. Since you know I will come, you should know what I came for." Diapolo interrupted the old man.

"May I ask, Lord Diapolo, how many slaves have you saved from the heart-fighting demon?"

The old gentleman carefully used the words and communicated with Diapolo carefully. He was really afraid that the dragon's sense of justice suddenly burst out and slapped him here with one claw.

"It's about 12,000,000, I can't remember it clearly. Just prepare enough antidote for me."

"His Excellency Diapolo, considering the needs of the Mind Fighter, the slaves we traded to them all use special spells to make them fall asleep without considering awakening them.

But because we guessed that you might have this need, we urgently developed the corresponding spell to remove it. This is an ornament for contact spells. Please accept it."

The old gentleman accompanied the smile, took out an exquisite ruby ​​necklace from his arms and handed it to Diapolo.

"Well, you are determined." Diapolo looked up and looked at the old gentleman seriously. After taking the necklace, he turned around and flew into the sky without too much intention to talk to him.

Although it is a very good method for his current vast territory, using slaves to supplement the population is a very good method, isn’t slaves in the Sea of ​​Freedom the only way to buy them. Is it uncomfortable to take them by force to get free?

"Huh, I can finally have a good sleep." The old gentleman who watched Diapolo disappear into the clouds, his clothes were soaked in sweat staggered and almost fell down, his legs were weak.

...

"It's really unexpected that I can maintain such order."

Above the clouds, the young man with blonde hair shining brighter than the sun was looking at the island below.

Before coming here, he had made the worst mental preparations. He threw more than 300 slaves on a barren island, including rare races like elves, and strange creatures like humans with uncertainty of good and evil. No matter how bad the situation is, Diapolo would not be surprised.

But the simple town built on the island below surprised Diapolo. He didn't expect that more than 300 creatures from five races and different regions could live together so harmoniously.

So, with curiosity and expectation, Diapolo fell from the sky and came to a small town where wood could only be used as building materials due to the scarcity of conditions.

"You should have one, or multiple managers who have a unified opinion, to be able to form this scale. Since you have such a responsibility, let me show it!"
Chapter completed!