Inside the territory of the Sea Clan, Barton walked out from a building with a strange look on his face.
Just now, the old man who had survived the difficult times actually called him over...
At first he was still very panicked, because this might mean that he had been discovered...
Once discovered, he would have no choice but to move underground.
But what he couldn't figure out was how he was suddenly discovered? He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out where the flaw was.
But after communicating with the "Lord", we learned that they were not discovered, and there might be other things going on.
They will only know what happened after they come into contact with it.
So, after thinking for a while, Patton decided to accept the invitation and come to the core area of the race's territory.
Meet the man who took power after the disaster...
Then he was "entrusted with an important task" and was assigned to deal with the members of the "Holy Light Alliance".
... Let him, one of the important founders of the "League of the Holy Light", deal with the members of the "League of the Holy Light"...
For a moment, Barton didn't know how to describe his feelings, and it seemed.
The other party is serious...
After leaving the central area of the territory, he walked towards a hall with an expressionless face, ready to start discussing how to deal with the members of the "Holy Light Alliance".
The elders not only looked for him, but also some other people, but all of them were under his unified command.
This is also one of the benefits of being famous. If he hadn't been well-known for a long time, he probably wouldn't have had this opportunity.
The "degenerate races" have no internal management agencies like the police. Their internal methods are very chaotic and bloody, and all means of "appeasement" are basically related to violence.
"According to the current division, everyone is responsible for their own area. Is there any problem?"
Patton spread out a map and roughly divided the area where the lower-level sea clans lived into five areas, arranging two higher-level sea clansmen in each area.
"I..." A high-ranking member of the sea clan seemed to be about to speak, but a heavy and tyrannical aura suddenly descended.
"Any problem?" Patton's muscles bulged and his fins stood up, making him look even more oppressive.
It was at this moment that the high-ranking sea clan member remembered that this was a famous "tyrant" in the clan, and realized that he would be killed on the spot if he said a word...
So he wisely shut his mouth.
Among the five areas, Barton himself is responsible for managing an area, and it is the largest area...
These areas are where most of the lower-level sea-folk live.
Barton also discovered that the elders of the tribe did not seem to realize that the high-level sea clan might have been infiltrated
He felt that there was something wrong here, but he didn't know where the problem was.
It's as if the elders of the clan have suddenly become less intelligent...
Without thinking too much, Patton simply and roughly assigned the tasks and returned to his residence.
The residence was filled with his men, and after confirming that he was not being monitored, he found a secret corner and prayed.