Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 129 Recruitment Plan

"From now on, treat Atayal with more respect!"

Knowing he was no match for them, Sith decisively abandoned his dishonest thoughts. The Blue Rose family was now seen as a death trap by many nobles.

Whoever steps on it dies!

Iska cut a piece of blue sea cucumber with her knife and fork: "Do you think the Blue Rose family would have gone easy on me if I had been invited that day?"

"No, unless a Saint-level expert knows you." Sith sneered.

Evening news.

The story of the Blue Rose family once again made headlines in a popular interview. The two hosts showered praise on their follower, Mr. Ham.

With the clues provided by Mr. Ham and his personal guidance, more than one hundred female victims were successfully rescued. At the same time, the largest criminal den of the Belland family, hidden in the inner city of the royal capital, was uncovered, and concrete evidence of collusion between the corrupt nobles and heretical gods was obtained.

The nature of this incident is extremely serious!

Leaving aside the sensitive identities of some victims, which could potentially cause disputes both domestically and internationally; and ignoring the highly addictive potions found in the warehouse—potentially forbidden by the kingdom—the mere fact that they were found to have colluded with an evil god is enough to jeopardize the Belland family's title.

The Council of Nobles would certainly refuse to recognize the noble status of the Belland family and the legitimacy of their territory.

Colluding with evil gods is an absolute red line that must not be crossed. Violation is tantamount to betraying the human race, and all forces will henceforth regard the Belland family as heretics.

Following closely behind, it is highly likely that the surrounding nobles will be mobilized to launch a punitive expedition against them.

"Xiao An, does our Blue Rose family have a follower named Ham?" Taiya gave her younger brother's shoulder a hard shove.

Tai'an was a little distracted: "It seems...not really..."

"Someone must have deliberately splashed dirty water on us." Tayya said confidently, sending a telepathic message: "You absolutely must bring a reporter over to explain!"

"No need..." Tai'an was too lazy to act.

What's the point of feigning concern and covering things up now that it's happened? It only makes you seem hypocritical. Those who should believe won't change their minds, and those who shouldn't will remain unconvinced. Instead of wasting time trying to influence people's opinions, it's better to improve your own capabilities.

Moreover, showing off your muscles occasionally isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Tai'an also hoped to capitalize on the wave of popularity to attract a group of followers.

The Blue Rose Territory in the North is short of talent. They can never have too many people if they want to achieve large-scale urbanization.

A larger population means greater overall strength for the territory, and also greater security. It's important to understand that the Orcish Horde alliance has always coveted the border territories, and will launch a war if humanity relaxes its guard even slightly!

"Why wouldn't it be necessary..."

Taiya doesn't understand why the comments should be allowed to spread.

"Part of it is true!" Tai'an explained calmly.

"Xiao An! Don't keep me in suspense." Tai Ya pounced on her younger brother, squeezing and shoving him forcefully.

Greenfield sat quietly to one side. As a woman without inheritance rights, she felt she lacked a voice in important matters and was too embarrassed to ask questions directly.

Although she couldn't help but be curious, she didn't want to do anything that would offend her fiancé.

My mother taught me that women shouldn't concern themselves with too many things that don't benefit them. No man likes to constantly explain himself, and excessive curiosity can make someone dislike being around you.

"I have a favor to ask of you all!" Tai An raised his voice to attract everyone's attention: "I need to arrange a suitable place for those affected by the Night Whisper Hotel incident to recuperate. Time is of the essence, and I need you to start taking action immediately tomorrow."

"Young Master Tai'an, are you looking to rent a house?" Aglaia asked.

"Yes! We need to rent a house first, and then someone will be needed to take care of the patient's daily life." Tai'an nodded.

"How many people need to be accommodated!" Taiya frowned, feeling that her brother was asking for trouble.

"Maybe twenty or thirty people..." Tai'an pondered for a moment.

"So many!" Taiya grabbed her brother's knee and winked at him, hoping he wouldn't act rashly and would think it over carefully.

"I'm not just doing this out of boredom. After these people recover, I will arrange for them to be sent to our territory to take on the work we assign them."

"That's more like it!" Taiya said with a relieved expression.

"I want to help too," Greenfield interjected calmly.

"Of course, I'd love to!"

It would be ideal if my fiancée could be sensible enough to find her place and take the initiative to integrate.

Greenfield must know that she will henceforth be the mistress of the Blue Rose, not the daughter of the Red Maple family.

If no choice is made, the position will inevitably be shaken.

"Musophie!"

"Yes, young master, please give your orders."

"Tomorrow morning, I'll go with Ms. Huayun to St. Violet Hospital to count the number of people willing to accept the arrangement."

"Who is Ms. Hua Yun?"

"Mr. Butler, you must have met the school doctor who takes care of me, right? She is Hua Yun," Aglaia reminded him from the side.

"Oh, what an annoying woman!" Musophie felt annoyed just thinking about her; she was so rude and would touch him without permission.

"The key question is, who will take care of them?" Tayya asked.

"I can help!" Aglaia timidly raised her hand.

"My maid Ashley can be called upon temporarily," Greenfield stated reservedly.

Two people seemed a bit few. Tai'an glanced at Taiya; despite being the daughter of a count, she didn't have a single servant. Previously, they always used insufficient funds as an excuse. Now, with more money in hand, they could easily hire two maids.

Tai'an used telepathy to share his thoughts with Atayal.

"You have the money to pay salaries? You also have to arrange accommodation for girls, it's too much trouble."

"Yes! It only takes a few gold coins a year, but I can earn that in a day."

"Alright! I'll oversee the hiring for you," Taeya said, making a request.

Tai'an was naturally happy to oblige: "Sure."

Recruiting maids is one aspect, but the key is recruiting citizens willing to settle in the Blue Rose territory. It would be even better if powerful professionals could join.

The restless orcs were becoming increasingly agitated, having raided border villages multiple times during the recent winter. Fortunately, the night patrols carried spell scrolls for distress. Once activated, the powerful members of the Blue Rose Clan arrived in time to avert disaster. Nevertheless, the attack still resulted in a tragic loss of dozens of lives.

In racial conflicts, there is no room for sentimentality. It follows the law of the jungle: the strong prey on the weak. The victor is king, the loser is condemned.

Today, the human race holds an absolute advantage, possessing the most fertile territories on each continent, standing at the top of intelligent life, and truly the kings of the continent.

However, long before the mythical era, humans were merely an inferior race, once reduced to slaves and livestock of orcs, their lives as cheap as grass.

Women with delicate skin and tender flesh serve as both food and tools for venting desires, giving rise to countless different kinds of demi-humans. Their existence constantly serves as proof of humanity's past shame.

The gods who descended changed everything.

(End of this chapter)