“Follow me!”
“What are you afraid of!”
“Are you going to keep living here like this?”
When the leading Orcs shouted, only then did anger appear on their faces instead of fear. As they recall the abuse and pain they have endured, a strong will appears on their once simple faces.
“I-I’m going!”
“I’m going too!”
“I can’t live like this!”
Although the other groups are afraid, they calmly begin to follow the lead.
Zalkato smiled bitterly.
‘It is indeed as Lord Carl said.’
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Carol explained.
“It is said that preliminary work was done with children’s books, etc., but it is better not to expect that all slaves will be aware of their situation. Especially the orcs.”
Elves are basically smart. Moreover, due to their use as slaves, their heads tend to be bald compared to agricultural orcs.
Elves are mainly used as maids or servants, and are used to interact directly with humans and assist them. Although they may not be as good as the dwarves gathered in tribes, they have received some basic education compared to the orcs who simply do repetitive tasks.
“So I’ve done other work as well.”
Carol touched the document and continued speaking.
“The atmosphere in the Principality of Chatan has changed a lot because of the rumors about the County of Antares. I guess it was because the slaves were worried that they would be fooled. That is why they say they are treating slaves even harsher.”
Leffenhardt asked with a laugh.
“Wouldn’t that only increase antipathy?”
“Yes. However, that does not mean that slave owners can treat their slaves gently. “Being gentle doesn’t make slaves more loyal.”
If you treat slaves gently, pay more attention to their welfare, and make their lives better, will their loyalty increase?
The answer is no.
Of course, some slaves may be thrilled and loyal. However, the judgment that all slaves are like that is too naive and ignorant of the world.
“If that had been the case, the Principality of Chatan would not have reigned as the mecca of the slave trade market until now.”
Slaves are creatures that cannot help but be treated unreasonably. No matter how gentle and merciful a slave is, he cannot be truly grateful and loyal to his master. Rather, when he questioned his situation as a slave, he harbored doubts.
“It’s a bit different from the mindset that the better you do, the better you will rise. Since the life of a slave is unreasonable in the first place, there is no use in trying to loosen the shackles. And the Principality of Chatan is well aware of that fact.”
I’m not doing this because I don’t know that being harsh about the Principality of Chatan will cause resentment. But since slavery itself is contradictory, they have no choice.
Pursuing a free life is the nature of life, and the only way to maintain slavery is to make people feel fear by threatening their larger nature, ‘survival’.
“Thanks to this, the slaves of the Principality of Chatan are now quite antipathetic.”
Humans are beings that adapt to their environment.
It is also a being that has difficulty adapting to a changed environment.
This fact is not much different whether you are a human or a different race.
“The current slaves have already adapted to their lives. To us, it seems like a very harsh life, but to them, it’s just an ordinary day. But what if that ordinary day becomes even harsher? “From our perspective, it may seem like a harsh life, but for slaves, the pain they feel in life is completely different.”
Surviving each day on three loaves of hard bread is a life that is too harsh for the average person. So they think simply. Even if they give you two instead of three loaves of hard bread, it’s still harsh anyway.
However, it is different from the perspective of the victim.
For them, losing a loaf of hard bread means invading their normal daily lives. And only then do I think.
I can’t live like this!
“If everything goes on like this, the slaves will eventually adapt to their changed daily lives again. And you will think that it is your life. But not now. “Even ordinary slaves would be dissatisfied with their lives by now.”
Reppenhardt clicked his tongue as he looked at Carol, who was grinning. So what I mean is… … .
“You deliberately manipulated Zeppelin slaves into being harsh?”
“It wasn’t that difficult. In the first place, that was the only option for slave owners. I was just manipulating people to slightly inflame the slave owners’ anxiety. If it’s going to happen anyway, wouldn’t it be better to happen when the timing is favorable for this side?”
In other words, doesn’t this mean that thanks to Carol’s actions, Zeppelin’s slaves were treated more harshly than usual? Well, ultimately, it’s to rescue them, so I can’t really say anything about it.
“… … I didn’t see it that way, but you, Carol, are secretly vicious… … .”
Karl scratched the back of his head when he heard Reppenhardt say he was shocked.
“This is just the level of royal culture… … .”
Yes. Clearly, Karl has a good and just personality, but he is also someone who was born into royalty and has learned the art of kings. It wasn’t that Carol had any bad intentions, it was just that behind-the-scenes work like that wasn’t much of a trick from Carol’s perspective.
“Anyway, at this time, even Orc slaves who have lost their wild nature will respond to our movement to some extent. “Unlike before.”
After calculating something for a moment, Carol came up with a number.
“It is expected that at least 10 percent will actively participate in the uprising.”
“Even after doing that, only 10%?”
Carol chuckled as she looked at Reppenhardt’s disappointment.
“There is no way that people who have been brainwashed their whole lives can have the determination to get rid of everything just because their lives have become difficult for a few months, right? And the 10 percent I mentioned is only positive response. If you passively respond and do not come forward or actively oppose it, you will easily get a majority. “Because the life of a slave cannot be active in the first place.”
“At least we can create an atmosphere that follows the trend.”
“Yes, ultimately what matters is the leader. When people gather, they are naturally divided into those who lead and those who follow. Until now, the leader was the slave owner. “But now it’s a little different.”
Carol concluded her words firmly.
“If the 90 percent respond passively, the remaining 10 percent will definitely follow suit.”
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Hundreds of orcs were running through the square in front of the hotel. Most of them were powerless orcs who lived as slaves, but those who led them were different.
“Do you want to become a true orc!”
“Do you want to become a true warrior?”
“Then run!”
These orcs, who encouraged and shouted like shepherds herding sheep, were not all slaves. They were warriors from the Blue Bear tribe who had infiltrated the auction house in advance according to Carol’s strategy.
No matter how deep the night is, there is no way that such a large number of people are moving around without being noticed. The troops inside the auction house who were standing guard elsewhere were startled and came running towards them, heavily armed.
“What?”
“Are these guys crazy as a group? “Why are they like that?”
“Have you got a stroke?”
About 30 soldiers heavily armed with swords, shields, and armor looked at each other in confusion when they spotted the orcs running from the other side of the front yard. A middle-aged man who appeared to be a captain shouted.
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“You guys! “Why can’t I stand there right now?”
No matter how outnumbered they were, those orcs were just a bunch of slaves who were always treated as insignificant. Moreover, while they were heavily armed from head to toe, weren’t they in a situation where their private parts were barely covered with old cloth? So the captain had no doubt that they would obey his orders.
However, somehow the orcs’ advance did not stop.
Those guys with bare hands, bare feet, and not even carrying a toothpick, let alone a weapon, keep running towards them without any sign of fear.
“If you don’t stop right now, you’ll get a taste of my sword!”
To scare them, the captain pulled out his long sword. At that moment, the leading orc, Zalkato, stretched out his hands in the air and shouted.
“Come, my ally!”
Slut!
A cold sound split the night sky.
A dazzling silver circle flies in an arc over the high wall of the auction house. A flash of silver was instantly caught in Zalkato’s grasp.
They were two brilliantly shining white swords. The soldiers shouted in astonishment.
“what?”
“Did the weapon fly by itself?”
“Is it even glowing?”
That strange phenomenon is no longer unfamiliar to humans on the continent. Although I haven’t seen it in person, I’ve heard enough about it through rumors.
The captain shouted in astonishment.
“What about that hex? “It’s Antares Orc!”
The Crovence Civil War and the County of Antares are now so widely known that rumors have spread even among slaves of other races.
“Ugh… … .”
A look of fear appeared on the soldiers’ faces.
Those new breed(?) orcs named Antares orcs are such formidable monsters that one can easily take on five or six famous knights. A completely different entity from the commonly known orcs. Zeppelin was not an opponent of the gangsters or gangsters in the city.
Still, as befits a commander, the captain was the first to come to his senses.
“Calm down! Even the Antares Orc is just one guy! “Nothing!”
It was then.
The dozen orcs who followed Zalkato raised their hands in unison.
“come!”
“My ally!”
“My sword, my friend!”
More than a dozen flashes of light flew over the fence again. A wave of soft flashes of light illuminated the night sky, and in the midst of it, Zalkato raised his sword and shouted loudly.
“Cut them all down!”
“Kaaaa!”
The orcs of the Blue Bear tribe, who were at the forefront, attacked the troops like wild beasts.
The sword and shield clashed and sparks flew. Blood and screams burst out one after another amidst the loud metal sounds.
Although they were only carrying weapons and still not wearing any armor, their movements were not at a level that soldiers could dare to follow. It is too harsh to compare the elite of the Blue Bear Clan, those who received the name of a warrior by communicating with their swords and souls, and the local guard.
Zalkato’s twin swords pierced deeply into both sides of the captain. The captain muttered helplessly, coughing up bloody phlegm.
“Ugh… … How on earth did the Antares Orcs get inside… … .”
Zalkato chuckled as he drew his sword. Are you curious about how the Antares Orcs infiltrated the auction house? A topic that wasn’t even prepared for that in the first place?
“You guys bought us for five gold coins.”
Mataru, another Blue Bear tribe warrior standing behind Zalkato, raised his head and looked up at the sky. Mataru opened his mouth as he looked at the promised signal, the sky filled with fire.
“I think it’s time for other people to come out soon. Come join us.”
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“Hey!”
“Ugh!”
A groan of fear comes out through the flickering light of the bonfire. People are running away frantically along the hallways and corridors.
A pure white fog was following them.
Saaaa… … .
A fog rolls in with a strange sound, and everything that touches it freezes.
The flower beds that were in full bloom are covered in white frost and are falling apart. The once strong pillar becomes covered with ice and sparkles like a jewel. The power of cold surges like a tidal wave over the marble floor and ceiling, freezing everything.
She was at the center of the fog.
A stunningly beautiful elf woman with purple hair, voluptuous breasts, and a slim waist.
She walked lightly, scattering cold air in all directions. And every time, the cold swirled through her air and attacked the humans.
They were all residents of Elvenheim, the elven slave auction house. These people usually ruled like kings over the elves, but now there was nothing on their faces other than expressions of fear.
“Ugh!”
