Final Lord

Chapter 104: The Abnormality in Gru Territory
"From today on, the Crowman Tribe will be a vassal of the Harpy Tribe.

All harpies can freely choose strong arakkoa from the arakkoa tribe as breeding tools.

The Crow Man could not refuse.

The Harpies also cannot over-exploit the Arakkoa, causing them to be injured or killed.

Until the Harpy's home is rebuilt, the Crowmen are not allowed to establish their own homes.

Not until the harpies' homeland is rebuilt can the Crowmen escape their status as a subordinate race and slaves by making meritorious contributions.

Crowman, do you hear me?!"

"We will obey the lord's orders. We will be held accountable for our sins." Rut knelt on the ground and lowered his head to the king.

All the Crowmen knelt on the ground, and no one dared to raise any opinions.

Wang Bufu nodded and continued:

"Harpies, listen! Fire burns, the culprit is slain.

You may not intentionally retaliate against the Crow People out of hatred. Aside from reproduction, you may not punish or physically abuse the Crow People, let alone kill them.

Did you hear that? "

Heska knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said:

"Lord Father is fair. We are willing to obey his orders. If the Crowmen sincerely repent, we can forgive the harm they have caused us."

The harpies all landed and knelt down like Heska.

The king's dissatisfied look gradually softened.

He said softly, "The pain between races is not so easy to heal. But it doesn't matter. Time is the best antidote.

I won't ask you to, and it's impossible for you to live in peace with the Crow People all of a sudden.

But in the distant future, I hope to see Arakkoa kits and Harpy kits playing together.

Let's go back to our territory. Bring back the bodies of all the harpies. Although they are dead, their spirits will protect us and our territory in their banners forever."

Dark green rotten fire curled into a banner behind Wang Bufu. It was the fire of judgment that burned Lincoln's remains. The leaping flames cast his shadow on the valley wall, leaving a long shadow.

The harpies flew low in battle formation, their broken wing membranes revealing a blood-red grid in the moonlight.

They deliberately flapped their wings to create turbulence, forcing the Crow People to fly at the outermost edge of the team. This was the wind pressure that the vassal race had to bear.

The Crowmen led by Root maintained a precise wedge formation, with each feather gathered close to their bodies.

Their shadows filled the gaps around the harpy formation. The moonlight was sewing together the tattered threads of fate between the two groups.

……

After returning to the territory, Wang Bufu met with Hal, from whom he learned many of Lincoln's actions. Forcibly abducting women and arbitrarily convicting and trying people were all minor offenses.

What bothered Wang the most was that many people disappeared during Lincoln's administration.

Hal slammed his arm on the table, and angry spit splashed on Wang Bufu's boots.

"Three hundred and seventy-two people! Eight apprentices from my blacksmith shop alone are missing!" The veins on the old blacksmith's neck bulged as he angrily said, "Lincoln's patrols arrest 'suspicious individuals' every night, and those people never come back after being taken away!

What a suspicious person! You still remember the husband and wife owners of the roast chicken shop? They were usually very honest people.

The result? The pregnant girl was carried away by Lincoln's crows."

The king clenched the teacup with his knuckles in dissatisfaction, called Root over, and asked them about the situation of capturing the people.

Ruth knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.

He replied, "It was indeed Lincoln's order. Lincoln told us that he had learned that many people in the territory were secretly colluding with you and providing you with information, so you were able to hide from him. He gave us a list and asked us to arrest the people according to the list.

All the captured people were sent to Lincoln's room, where he would interrogate them individually.

But every time the interrogation ended, those people would disappear out of thin air.

We dared not ask Lincoln about those people, but we had our guesses.

Even if those people were killed by Lincoln, we should at least help deal with the bodies, right? But we didn't see any bodies.

So we guess Lincoln kept them in the lord's basement."

Wang Bufu was worried that Lincoln's actions might be related to the Chaos Cult, so he quickly asked:

"What did Lincoln do to arrest those people? Do you have any clues?"

Root shook his head.

"We don't know. At first, Lincoln told us to capture only women. We thought he wanted to capture women for his own pleasure.

But later, he also arrested pregnant women, little girls, and elderly women. Later, he started arresting men.

Hunters from some villages, boatmen near the Gru River, and grooms who feed the war horses for the lord's palace.

There was no particular regard for occupation, gender, or age, it was as if he had chosen them completely randomly.

If there is any commonality, it is that Lincoln saw these men on the street before they were arrested."

Wang Bufei tapped the table with his fingers, and a thoughtful gleam in his eyes kept flashing.

Ruth suddenly tapped his palm and said, "Oh right, there's a clue!"

"what?"

"Lincoln always had a man in a black robe with him. The chairs that man sat on always left stains that were difficult to clean.

Every time Lincoln was about to give us a list of people to arrest, he would meet with that man."

"Men in black robes! There are many unclean ones!" A flash of lightning flashed through Wang Bufu's mind.

"Eudo said that Lincoln offered him a condition in exchange for killing me. But when I asked him what the condition was, he would rather die than tell me.

Perhaps that condition is related to the captured villagers.

Yudo is Viscount Hank's man. Those villagers are probably what Hank wants."

Wang Bufu immediately realized the danger.

"Lincoln played the bone flute before, but the range of the bone flute is limited, so Hank can only see a small area when Lincoln played the bone flute.

Hank certainly didn't see me, but he could see Lincoln as the flute playing in the dark forest.

He had probably guessed Lincoln was dead and would definitely send someone to investigate.

I'm not Hank's match in terms of physical strength yet. I have to move the Spark and the people of Gru Territory away before Hank sends anyone.

However, Gru County has six villages and a barony, with a total population of about 30,000.

Where will all these people be accommodated? What will they eat?
The Sunset Mountains certainly can’t accommodate them…”

"Oh, I got it!" A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through Wang Bufu's mind.

"General Ed is a legend in the Ice Barrier Path and the God of the World. It would be easy for him to create a non-cold area in the Ice and Snow World.

Just move the entire Gru County to the small world of ice and snow!
As for the food and drink issue… All 30,000 people in the territory are General Ed’s students. How can a teacher let his students starve?”

(End of this chapter)