Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

In the busy factory, Howard looked mysterious and whispered to the workers at the workstation next to him:

"Did you hear that a new administrator seems to be sent from above?"

"Master Big Head, don't you want to do it?"

"Of course not. Since the last expansion of recruitment, there are now hundreds of workers in the fourth factory. How can Mr. Big Head manage an ogre? So he applied for several administrators from above and asked them to help. Manage us."

"Tsk, tsk, I really envy these adults. They sit in the office and eat and drink every day, and they can get more salary than all of us combined."

The worker named Chris couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't be envious. Who call them dragon-blooded nobles? For people like us, it would be great to have food to eat. If we were in the Luckman Principality, we might not even be able to save our lives in the winter."

"I don't know what the new master's temperament is like. Can he be more relaxed?"

Howard quickly sealed the packaging of the cans, placed them on the assembly line skillfully, and spoke smoothly.

But when he was busy working vigorously, a familiar voice came from behind, and someone seemed to tap him on the shoulder.

"Howard, long time no see."

"George——"

Howard heard it quickly, turned his head in surprise, and blurted out the familiar name.

But he suddenly found that his familiar friend had become a bit strange. The visitor was wearing a luxurious gray formal suit, a woolen scarf that could only be used by the rich, and even held an exquisite gentleman's cane - this was completely different from the taciturn, honest and honest George in his memory.

Although Howard had fantasized countless times about how wonderful the future would be if the lucky guy was himself, and even talked about "the enviable George" in casual chats, using this friend as a source of bragging, but coldly The facts were before his eyes——

They are already people from two worlds.

Howard's expression froze, his lips trembled slightly, and his head lowered involuntarily.

Soon, he added two words after the blurted words: "My lord."

"Lord George, it's been a long time since I've seen you."

The surrounding workers were also attracted by George, who had "returned to his hometown in fine clothes", and they all looked at him with envy or jealousy.

George shuddered immediately. He also realized the difference brought about by the change of status, but he still adjusted his clothes and continued following Howard's words.

His voice was quite loud because he was speaking to Howard and the more than thirty workers in the factory.

"But my visit this time is not just to visit old friends."

"The kingdom is recruiting factory administrators. I happen to have experience working here, so I took the initiative to apply to be the administrator here."

"I am familiar with the work in the factory and can understand your mood. I hope that you can make progress with me in the future, work more efficiently and actively, and work together for the glorious cause of the Kingdom."

He had been rehearsing this line for a long time, but he still stumbled a bit at this moment. Fortunately, it was harmless and the workers' attention was gathered.

George's tone paused and he coughed deliberately.

"Of course, as a former worker, I will not treat you badly. I will pay the performance bonuses stipulated in the regulations as usual."

"Bah bang bang!"

"good!"

Scattered applause rang out, and George turned around to see that it was Howard who was applauding vigorously.

Immediately afterwards, all the workers in the factory clapped, showing that they were very satisfied with the new supervisor - after all, this reformed "Lord George" could decide their wages.

Howard quickly got rid of that moment of stiffness, adapted to the change of status, and even secretly climbed onto his lap with joy.

And George looked at the flattering smiles on the familiar faces and suddenly had mixed feelings. He didn't know what to say, so he could only smile and applaud.

"Snapped!"

Archduke Leo slammed his big hand on the table, and cracks appeared on the solid birch tabletop.

There is a piece of white paper on the table, which records the recent trade data of the Principality of Bosque in detail. The outflow of gold is almost immeasurable.

"These greedy businessmen should all be hanged!"

"And those stupid civilians, do they know that they are siding with the enemy? Every copper coin they spend will eventually flow into the red dragon's pocket and become the military expenses of those monster legions! It will become the source of the destruction of their homeland. tool!"

Count Trischka gave a helpless smile: "My lord, there are some things I have to say."

"The quality of the local cotton clothes is average, but the price is more than seven times that of the Burning Kingdom's cotton clothes. In the face of such huge interests, those businessmen will take the risk of smuggling and selling even if they risk going to the gallows, not to mention that we have already Having signed an agreement, we cannot directly attack the Burning Ember Kingdom’s caravan.”

"I have to remind you that the country ruled by the red dragon is no longer a monster lair in the typical sense. The influence of this behemoth has spread throughout Anzeta. Their products, tools and even culture have become the operating system of the North. an important part of.”

He pointed to the white paper on the table.

"You see, even these papers are their creations, but you don't realize it."

"This is the terrifying influence of the Ember Kingdom. Unknowingly, they have silently invaded our lives and changed everything in Anzetta."

Grand Duke Leo's expression suddenly became more solemn. He stroked his fluffy white beard and seemed to be thinking about something.

Trischka took out a new document and spread it out.

"In April, we seized one thousand two hundred and forty-five pieces of contraband from the Kingdom of Ember. These smugglers tore off or covered up the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Ember and replaced it with the coat of arms of the Bosque family, and they It was announced to the outside world that this was a local product with a "hundred-year inheritance", and it was also marked with extremely low prices, which attracted a lot of looting from the nobles. "

Grand Duke Leo frowned and asked, "Then how did you find out?"

Trischka smiled bitterly and replied helplessly: "Because the quality of this batch of things is too high. There are no workshops of this magnitude and quality in the country, so we can almost catch them all accurately."

"And there are still many such behaviors in the market, and we can no longer control them."

"Damn it."

Grand Duke Leo immediately gritted his teeth, his weathered face full of gloom.

The Grand Duke had not experienced this sense of crisis for a long time since the "Lion Heart Alliance" more than thirty years ago, but the appearance of Cassius changed everything. He had never encountered such an enemy.

What's more, there aren't even frontal wars or conflicts happening now. Just the simplest trade makes it difficult for him to resist and puts his country in trouble.

The shadow of the red dragon shrouded the entire Anze Tower, and the tentacles of the Ember Kingdom had spread all over the North. He could not even imagine how terrifying it would be when this behemoth was truly in operation and devoted all its strength to the war.