After the elves defeated the Merchant Alliance, they did not forget to drive them all here.
However, the long-eared creatures, who hated contact with lower races, naturally disdained to go there in person, so the task of receiving and driving away the slaves was entirely handed over to the cold, stiff, and inflexible puppets.
If Mozo were here, he would definitely recognize that the appearance of these puppets was based on his Golden Legion.
Apart from the difference in performance, they are extremely similar in appearance.
But for the slaves whose lives and futures were extremely bleak, it seemed to make no difference whether those who came to drive them were slave owners with whips, elves with longbows, or iron puppets.
They have no future anyway.
Since there is no future, there is no need to care who is stepping on your head.
Even if they were driven here, it was only because generations of enslavement by slave owners had made obedience almost their instinct.
Resistance, honor, self-respect and other precious things had long been stripped from them by the slave owners.
Wait until most of the nearby slaves have gathered in the square.
The three elves then walked up to the slaves under the protection of the puppets.
They wore mithril light armor that looked more like a work of art than a battle armor. In addition to the intricate and exquisite hollow carvings, there were also elven characters that recorded their life's glory. However, the three here seemed to be too young, so there were quite a few blank areas.
What is different from the elves that are generally known to the public is that two of the three elves here do not carry longbows. Instead, they carry "muskets" that seem completely inconsistent with their elf identity.
Or rather, it is a magic gun that the elf masters carefully crafted for each elf.
After the first musket was born from the dwarf's furnace, the elves were pleasantly surprised to discover and accept this new toy that was far more malleable than the longbow.
Elves are not conservative.
They have always been at the forefront of many races and have always been an elegant existence that the nobles of many countries have been eager to imitate in all aspects.
However, just like the choice of many human knights, although the elves' magic guns are very powerful and versatile, they still cannot completely replace those ancient weapons with extremely mature extraordinary technology.
So one of the three elves was carrying a longbow, but on his waist was a revolver rifle that would have been snapped up by human nobles just for its appearance.
At the same time, the three of them also had one or more scimitars or short swords hanging behind them for close combat.
The elves have a long lifespan, which gives them enough time to learn every weapon and every piece of knowledge to enhance themselves despite their already outstanding abilities.
The leading female elf glanced at the slaves present and immediately showed a look of disgust.
Elves are extremely xenophobic and look down upon all lesser races.
It is worth mentioning that in the eyes of the elves, the dwarves had been jumping back and forth between the lower race and the equal race for many years.
However, the high lords believed that since they had conquered the human territory here, these slaves would naturally be their slaves.
This will be the private property of all the elves, high lords and the Sun King!
So they felt they couldn’t just leave it alone.
So the three young men were captured and sent here to take over the slaves.
After receiving the detailed slave list from the puppet, the leading female elf took a quick look at it and returned it to the puppet with a lack of interest.
He then stood on the height of the ruins and spoke loudly to the slaves below in the language of the Merchant Alliance:
"Listen to me, you lesser races! We have defeated your masters. So according to the ancient oath you will become our slaves!"
The elf girl's voice easily spread throughout the square.
But the slaves were not moved at all, who was the master was meaningless to them.
Anyway, it's all the same, squeezed to death.
"If any of you find this unacceptable and want to avenge your master, then yes, I'm here! If you have this idea, then stand up and kill me! Then you will be pardoned! I can promise that you will not be held accountable after you win. You will be safely sent to the territories of your kind."
Still no one responded, because they had heard similar words countless times in the entertainment of the nobles called Jiadai.
That has been proven countless times to be meaningless. They can't win, and they can't even win.
"If not, it means you accept us as your new masters!"
Why do you keep saying these useless words
It's obvious that he just wants to continue enslaving them.
The female elf with extremely beautiful appearance waited for a long time, but there was no movement from the group of slaves.
This made her and her companions hate these inferior races even more. They were not even willing to make an attempt to avenge their master and gain freedom
There were obviously hundreds of thousands of slaves here. As long as they were willing to rush forward, the three of them would definitely not be able to defeat them. Even if they failed, they couldn't kill hundreds of thousands of slaves. It would be a waste.
As expected, humans are still an inferior race as always.
The female elf continued to speak loudly with even more contempt and disgust:
"Well, since you lowly creatures don't have the courage, then according to the ancient and sacred oath, I, Hathaway Windtalker, declare in the name of the Holy King and the Two Sacred Trees that you will become slaves shared by all of us elves!"
After saying that, she clapped her hands and said:
"Now I will tell you what your job is!"
This sentence made the slaves below react slightly, because this was what they were supposed to do.
"According to the ancient law, as slaves you must obey our arrangements unconditionally. Anyone who violates it will be executed immediately regardless of the reason!"
"First of all, every slave must ensure that they complete at least 40 hours of work per week. And all of it must be completed from Monday to Friday. As slaves, you are not allowed to delay work!"
"You are not allowed to refuse the work tasks assigned to you!"
Hearing this, the slaves below were slightly agitated. They were confused and doubtful. Did they hear the voices with hallucinations, or were the elves' hours different from theirs
And why should slaves have working hours? Should slaves be given time to rest? Wasn't it always the case that the overseers left before they could rest
The female elves became more and more disdainful. They were indeed an inferior race that could not even accept this level of labor!
I really don't want to accept such inferior creatures as slaves. However, the law of the sacred tree, which was born out of the law of the sun, cannot be questioned.
So the female elf continued after a brief moment of disgust:
"As slave owners, we need to ensure your basic survival, so we allow you to rest on Saturdays and Sundays and we will also provide basic entertainment, such as chess, cards and drinks. These are all you deserve."
"At the same time, we will also guarantee you the most basic eight hours of sleep and three basic meals a day. For example, we will guarantee warm collective dormitories and corresponding beds, and also guarantee a proper amount of bread and dried meat. But don't think about having wine, slaves are not worthy of drinking on working days!"
The slaves below were in a complete commotion. They all looked at Hathaway standing on the high ground in disbelief and horror.
At this moment, she was standing on the high ruins, just covered by the sun's rays.
It's so dazzling that it makes people want to kneel down!
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This is not a joke, but the mother, whose life is almost at the end, is so excited that she wants to kneel down and worship her child while holding her child who once had no future.
But what surprised the slaves even more was what happened next.
After saying this, the female angel, no, the female elf, stepped on the graves of the evildoers again, stood under the sun's rays, and spoke to them loudly:
"But the bodies of you inferior races are indescribably inferior. So."
Hathaway, who was standing on the ruins, clapped her hands again, and the next moment, thousands of puppets came up carrying huge boxes.
After the bomb was put down, they all opened the lid of the sealed box.
There were countless round iron boxes inside.
This caused another commotion among the slaves who had never seen these things.
But soon some slaves recognized that this was something that the noble overseers had eaten before. It seemed to be called canned food
They seemed to realize something and couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
The female elf Hathaway said with a more raised smile:
"It seems that you know what this is. Yes, it is a can invented by you humans. I have to say that this is indeed an invention that even the high lords are surprised about. Although I don't know why you always like to fill it with pig food. And these are all found in the warehouse of your former master."
"Although my etiquette tells me that ladies shouldn't say such vulgar words, I still regret to tell you that these tasteless things will be your staple food for the next few days. Haha, you are only worthy of eating this kind of pig food."
Is this really meant for them
Can we really give food that only nobles have eaten to these slaves
After receiving a clear answer, many of the slaves knelt down excitedly and began to worship the gods in the sky.
The female elf said with disdain:
"Kneel down? Are you still praying to your gods at this time?"
She meant to ask why you didn't pray to your gods to protect you earlier? Now you are slaves under the light of the two sacred trees. Your gods will not care about you.
But after hearing this, the slaves woke up and changed their prayers:
"Praise the Holy Tree! Praise the Sun King!"
The square was instantly filled with praises of the Holy Tree and the Sun King.
This surprised the elves. They actually knew to pray to the Holy Tree and the Sun King.
Suddenly, the three elves, including Hathaway, felt that the lower creatures were not completely hopeless.
So Hathaway said in a slightly softer tone:
"Well, it seems that you know what is good and what is bad. But don't expect to escape from slavery by such impious praise. However, no matter how impious it is, it is still a tribute."
"So I will generously tell you a piece of good news! The elders plan to perform a comprehensive medical treatment on you to extend your lifespan. Although it is impossible for us noble people to personally treat your bodies, a simple miracle is enough for your poor bodies."
The few words Hathaway said casually made all the slaves who were just piously praising the king and the sacred tree stunned again.
Hathaway raised her eyebrows and said:
"Huh? Are you dissatisfied? That's a pity. Lowly slaves only deserve this kind of treatment."
Soon, a man who looked old but was actually only in his thirties raised his hand tremblingly and said:
"Your Excellency, could it be that those of us who have only a few days left to live can still live a few more years?"
Upon hearing this, Hathaway immediately put her hands on her hips and laughed sarcastically:
"Live a few more years? Hahaha, how is that possible!"
This made quite a few people hang their heads in disappointment, but it was enough. Being able to see those vicious monsters go to hell before dying and to see their compatriots being redeemed was enough, absolutely enough.
So at this moment, they just looked at the young people beside them with a little reluctance and loving attitude.
But what they didn't expect was that the elf angel actually smiled and said:
"With your inferior bodies, our miracles can definitely allow you to live another thirty or forty years! Don't speculate on our greatness and advancement with your backward and incompetent cognition and technology!"
"Don't even think you can escape your slavery by so-called death in a few months!"
"However, there is one thing you may be happy about, that is, even our technology cannot restore your battered and inferior bodies to their normal service life. Be thankful that you can still get rid of your pitiful slave status! And don't worry, we will not enslave even the dead. Because..."
Before Hathaway could finish her proud words, she was annoyed to hear the slaves below hugging each other and cheering wildly.
This made her very angry. She understood the desire of the lower creatures to escape from slavery, but she could not stand these lower creatures jumping around in front of her like that.
So after a burst of anger, she stamped her feet and shouted:
"Silence, you lowly creatures!"
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of slaves fell silent, and then all looked at Hathaway Redeemer expectantly.
Seeing that these people still knew how to listen to their master, the furious Hathaway was able to suppress her anger a little.
But she still wants to punish them:
"The elders originally planned to treat you in batches, but now I think it's better to forget it. Arrange them to go to the medical area immediately! I want them to start working immediately!"
The puppets immediately moved at the sound. This was originally a small punishment from Hathaway, but it brought about a new round of cheers from the slaves.
Haha, you have to go back to work after just a short rest time. This must be unacceptable for the lazy and inferior races!
But why are they still cheering?!
Hathaway or most of the elves actually don’t understand the Merchant Alliance language very well, because the elves, like other forces, look down on the Merchant Alliance.
The human languages that the elves specialize in studying are basically Duze, Loran and Hesser.
So in many cases they couldn't understand what these lower creatures were cheering for.
Therefore, Hathaway could only look at the cheering slaves with increasing annoyance.
Then he urged the puppets even more angrily to take them to the medical area immediately.