In the Age of Heroes, I am a background noble

A whip hit the nearly two-meter-tall dog-headed man covered with brown hair, causing him to scream in agony.

"Ooooooo! I'm a werewolf!"

"Shut up! You are what I say you are, hurry up! Move!"

Not daring to say more, the werewolf could only silently bear the title of dog-headed man. He picked up the heavy shovel with difficulty and started smashing it against the stone wall.

As it was working, it began to shed tears. The joy of going south with its companions in previous years, happily looting human villages, capturing human women to play with, and robbing money, was gone forever.

The noble werewolf was actually whipped by a mere human.

"Ow!!"

Another whip was whipped on me for being lazy.

In this purgatory scene, a young man wearing a long gray cloak and brown hair had a look of joy on his face. He spread his hands and enjoyed the unpleasant smell in the mine, as if he smelled a strange fragrance.

He was less than 1.7 meters tall and very thin, but the way he tilted his head back and howled at the sky inexplicably brightened people's hearts.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!”

"What a vibrant scene!!!! This is how these demihumans should be used. Those who disobey should be whipped! The only value of demihumans is to be exploited!

"My Lord, what do you think?"

Riding a wolf into the dungeon, the great earl covered his nose, looking very disgusted.

Then you were truly born.

The evil capitalists cannot stand the sight of blood, and you hateful lackeys are so vicious.

"Ouch!"

The Big Bad Wolf under his crotch cried out a little uneasily. The environment in the mine made it very uncomfortable.

Recall Kayal's situation.

Kaiar is an illegitimate son of a Medici branch knight family. When he was young, he escaped from the knight's territory because he could not bear the humiliation of being a legitimate son. He thought that a free future was just around the corner, but he was captured by orcs during his escape.

I don't know what happened exactly, but when Green saw this kid in the orc cave, he looked miserable and looked like he had been beaten to death.

From then on, in the Medici territory, a devil that often appeared in the nightmares of the demihumans was finally born. Green trusted this distant relative who had an extremely deep hatred for the demihumans.

“What is the current output of the mine?”

"Hehehe, it's a 5% increase compared to the previous time. I hope it lives up to your expectations."

Oh?

You are really not a human being. The King of Hell woke up and found himself second in command. You are the eldest brother, so go to the underworld and take up a position, brother!

Green's lips twitched as he looked at the young man's proud expression, not knowing what to say.

"There seemed to be a riot here last time. This is the third riot this year. How many casualties were there?"

When Kaiyal said this, his face fell. Being questioned by his leader about the completion of his work was more uncomfortable than not being allowed to have a PC.

"I'm very sorry. Ten soldiers were killed or injured."

"These damn leftovers actually dare to cause trouble. Is it because they don't have enough work and eat too much? I'm going to increase their daily requirements!!!"

Come on, brother. If you raise the price any further, I’m afraid you’ll have to deal with all these tens of thousands of people. It’s all about money, right?

Green was speechless. What he wanted was sustainable development. The future of Medici Territory still needed the selfless dedication of the subhumans. How could you have messed up everything at once? I couldn't hold it in any longer.

"There's no need to increase the workload. The current ore output is already sufficient. If there were more, we wouldn't have enough channels to sell it."

"Forget it this time, but if there are more frequent riots next time..."

The voice was long, but Kaiyal felt relieved when he heard it. He couldn't leave this job. It was his most loyal belief.

During the day he could whip the demi-human laborers, and at night he could use various punishments to find the disobedient and rebellious demi-humans to play games like stuffing centipedes and pulling out nails. He really couldn't leave his own paradise.

He likes to look at the unyielding soul, and then he takes the red-hot stick and asks the laborer to make a choice: Do you want the stick in my hand, or

Splashy!

I will never, ever give up this job!

No one can take it away!

"Yes!"

"I will never let these beasts riot again. I will make them regret it for the rest of their lives."

Holding the whip, Kaiyal's face was filled with hatred. He must make these bastards regret living in this world, regret their birth, and wake up from nightmares every moment.

You can't do it this way. Don't you know what sustainable development is?

Green opened his mouth and wanted to say something but didn't say it. He knew about his subordinates' little hobbies, and he had no right to interfere in such matters.

But he was worried that the casualties among the people of Kaiar would be too great and it would not be worth it.

I just hope that Rudius can be of some use. After all, as a time traveler, his brain should be more useful. As long as he is not a pure saint, it will be fine.

"You work hard. Our family will never mistreat anyone who has made a contribution. We never have, and we never will in the future."

Kaiyal nodded perfunctorily. It didn't matter whether he got promoted or not. As long as he could serve the demihumans, it was good enough.

This is his proud belief and the salvation of his life.

The screams of the demihumans could lull him to sleep.

The splattering of blood and flesh can increase his appetite.

There is no boss who can make him feel more at ease than Green, because the Earl can give him an endless supply of demihumans as long as the mineral output can be guaranteed.

Well, it’s no use drawing cakes.

Kaiar's hatred was about to overflow, and Green didn't know how to persuade this dark guy. Every day he thought about how this guy was tormenting the demi-humans. According to the secret report, this guy even intended to let the riot happen, with the sole purpose of torturing the rioting demi-humans to satisfy his dark desires.

This kid must have been beaten by the demi-humans and injected with beast genes.

The part about Asians cannot be left entirely to Kaiar.

Green made up his mind. It would be troublesome if the demi-humans were used up all at once. The cost of capturing them has been getting higher and higher recently.

After a busy day, Green finally finished inspecting the mines, wastelands, and other areas in Lonely Mountain County where there were a large number of subhuman slaves and laborers, and ended his work for the day.

Although the Earl was kind-hearted and would not cry, he still had to inspect every area, otherwise who knows if those officers would make a big fuss. These guys were all proficient in eating, drinking, and PD before working for him. They are all talented people.

Chapter 15: Fulilian died in her sleep?

After a brief inspection of the territory, news of the Earl's return soon spread.

If there were a panel, it would look something like this.

Medici Collar

Prosperity: 1000

Stability: +3

As the core of the Medici family, Green's absence caused panic among the people, and even the demihumans in the north were ready to make moves.

However, because they were hurt the last time, the Asians probably won't have the courage or ability to start a second large-scale war in the next few years.

Time passed quickly, and it was already the third day after returning to the territory. The Medici family was about to hold a family council.

Apart from several legion commanders of the family, there are the Torture King Kaiar, the genius magician Rudeus who came to seek refuge, and the newly recruited Shield Hero Naofumi Iwamine, a total of only a dozen people.

Because the territory is in the initial development stage, basically all areas are under military control and there is a lack of management talents. Green can only rely on these people temporarily.

He still needs time to adjust, observe, and combine the relevant knowledge from his previous life with the local customs of the other world to develop a management system that is more suitable for the territory and more in line with the interests of the Medici family.

As for now, he has about 100,000 soldiers under his command, plus 200,000 subhuman slaves, and tens of thousands of serfs, which looks like a very unhealthy and deformed structure.

After that, he will continue to purchase serfs from the heart of the kingdom to fill the population gap in the territory. As for where the money will come from?

Of course it’s the selfless dedication of the sub-humans!!!

Under the threat of knives and whips, the role of demi-humans is quite important. They reclaim wasteland for the territory, participate in dangerous mine excavation, build fortresses, and even sell some houses when they are short of money. Demi-humans are especially easy to sell in places like the Colosseum.

For a moment, Green was caught up in a beautiful delusion. Wouldn't this be awesome? He was going to beat up ten beautiful girls! No, a hundred! A thousand!

However, his delusion was soon shattered. The person who came was the old butler Sebastian, who looked troubled and had more white hairs visible to the naked eye.

Green was told that Fulilian had not gone out for three days and had not even touched her breakfast this morning.

"Three days. Are you sure she didn't suffocate to death in the room?"

Green couldn't believe it. In ancient times, when there were no mobile phones or computers, there was actually someone who could live alone in their bedroom for three days. What kind of hamster is this? Playing survival games in the room, right? He didn't even eat. He wanted to eat dirt? I'll give you dirt to eat later.

"Lady Fulilian seems to be studying a magic book, so she just asks us to leave food and water at the door every time."

"But Lady Fulilian didn't seem to touch her breakfast today."

Because he was worried that his chief magician would be killed, Green ran to Frillian's room without saying a word.

After much difficulty, she used the golden finger to trick a powerful magician. Although she has not yet learned the magic system of the other world, she thinks that magic always has something in common, and Frelian will definitely be able to recover a certain combat power quickly.

However, now he was really worried that this guy might kill himself by reading too much. In his previous life, there were many cases of internet-addicted teenagers dying suddenly from playing with their mobile phones all night long!

Magic is harmful!

This guy won’t die, right?

That magic book looks just like advanced mathematics, is it really that good?

The inner city is divided into what was once the royal court of a certain demihuman tribe. The first floor is the largest conference hall with a dome skylight, which was once the place where the demihuman royal court held court meetings.

In the middle and rear part of the conference hall is a traditional Western-style dome building, which is like a rocket stuck in the ground. The third floor is where the guest rooms are located.

Fulilian's door is in a room on the third floor of the castle. Before moving in, it was specially cleaned and provided for the future most powerful magician of the territory to use.

"Master Green, this is it."

When he rushed to the room, Green looked grim. The breakfast, lunch, and even last night's meal at the door were untouched. Did something happen to Fulilian?

Ancient patterns were engraved on the old stone walls, and there were indelible red bloodstains on the heavy wooden doors. A faint musty smell permeated the air.

Green really started to panic. He knocked on the door tentatively, shouting, "I can't let the great magician who finally came here be killed so easily! How can I do that? I haven't earned a penny back yet! Besides, Fulilian also spent hundreds of his gold coins. That's all money!"

"Dengdengdeng!!"

"Flillian? Stop reading now. There's a meeting tonight that requires your presence. Do you hear me?"

no response.

Green was convinced he had exerted all his strength, but Fuli (Lian San) couldn't hear him. Could it be that the demi-humans had sent assassins again?

The more I think about it, the more outrageous it becomes. The number of demi-humans who have died at Green's hands, or indirectly at his hands, is at least 700,000 or 800,000. This is not the first or second time he has arranged for assassins.

If you can't kill the earl, wouldn't it make sense to kill an elf magician at the same time?

Grass!

No!

I finally had the chance to draw a prize, and it was an SSR Human Rights Card!

No matter who it is, you must pray that Fulilian is okay, otherwise!

He vowed to destroy the Medici family and repay his debts!

"Oh!"

Kick the door open with force!

The Earl was still kicking the door, looking at the scene in the room.

Leftover fruits and lunch boxes were piled together, a messy quilt was spread out on the deerskin carpet on the ground, and the flat chest of the elf woman with her eyes closed rose and fell.

Fulilian: (==)zzzzzzz

She's really fucking fast asleep! This prodigal woman!

The good mood of the day ends now.

Signaling others to step back, Green squatted on the ground and patted the female elf's face, sighing that these little faces were so smooth. Although they were old women, their skin was really good.

Then he pulled the elf girl's ears and put on Landry's pain and suffering mask.

“Flillian!!!!!”

"Hmmmm?? What happened? Did the Demon King attack?"