Law of the Dragon

They followed the man who ran over just now and put down his hood. It was a boy of seven or eight years old. He was wearing a dirty cloak, and his black hair was dirty and tangled, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright.He turned his head to look in the direction he came from, relieved himself a little, and then walked into their gathering place.

This is a small open space, but it is crowded with hundreds of people.In front of the floppy tent, there are people using stone stoves to boil water, some people are arranging the hunted food, and some are arranging sundries, just like a small village.

They might be able to hunt for a living here, there is a stream not far away, and they can also fish, but because dragons have lived in this forest, it may not be possible to sort it out and plant farms.It is late spring and early summer, and they can still make ends meet, but once winter comes, only one fifth of the people here will probably survive.

The refugees could not enter the Imperial City, and life in the Black Forest would be harder than they imagined if they did not find another place in winter.

Eros watched these humans busy here with cold eyes, and thanks to his cousin who left here, otherwise how could humans be allowed to be bustling here.But having said that, if the cousin is still here, can the Shildor Dynasty make the imperial capital here?

The boy was talking to some adults, and the faces of several men showed hesitation and worry, and they began to discuss.

"What are you going to do?" They hid among the branches of a big tree, and Thakro almost spoke next to his ear. The seemingly intimate intimacy made Eros feel very embarrassed.

Trying not to feel that way, he observed the refugees from between the leaves, and then replied, "What do you think?"

"The Black Forest doesn't seem to be suitable for farming, otherwise it would be good for them to open up wasteland here, and that road—maybe it can really become an official road." Sa Keluo said softly, where there are too many trees It is not suitable for official roads, because this kind of place can always provide shelters for all kinds of people, which greatly reduces the safety factor of official roads.

It seems that Sa Keluo also knows that this forest is not suitable for farming. Is this also one of the common sense of human beings?Or because of other reasons, he turned his head to look at Sa Keluo, the sunlight slanted into the leaves, fell on the black hair of the man behind him, and on his dark blue eyes, in the depth of blue, He seemed to be able to see a touch of emerald green, but it was fleeting.

"You're right," Eros turned his head. "The resources of this forest are pitifully small, and it can't provide so many people with food and drink."

"The imperial capital forbids these people from entering, and we can't send them to the church that claims to be 'the God of Light saves everyone'," Sacre continued, "Since you use these refugees as an excuse, you have to think about how to arrange them." them."

Eros looked like he was having a headache. If he had known earlier, he would not have told this lie. He just said that it would be great to visit the Black Forest—this was even more unreliable than the previous lie.Just like Sa Keluo said, neither the imperial capital nor the church will accept these refugees. Even though there are so many villages and towns in the remaining five districts, these people cannot find jobs.So far, the only way is to go to the place where their family members are and ask them to vouch for them, or they have a letter of introduction from a clergyman or a district government official in their original place of residence.

But from the perspective of this group of people, I am afraid there is nothing, and the difficulty of implementing it is too great.

"Is there any good way? Your Majesty." Thakro looked at Eros with some amused expression. He was biting his nails subconsciously with a pensive expression on his face. His blond hair was softly scattered on his shoulders, reflecting the sunlight onto his face. In his eyes, even he didn't realize it, there was a doting expression in his eyes, "Do you need me to share your worries?"

"Let me think about it again," Eros said a little unhappy, thinking that Thakro deliberately threw this question to him, as if to embarrass him.He just wanted to ask him for his opinion, to give him a sense of superiority—hmph, are dragons such undignified creatures?

Those refugees seemed to have come to a unified opinion, and planned to send a few men to investigate. Eros estimated that if they were lucky, they should run into Hasen or their horses.

"Send them to the Western Territory," Eros said suddenly, which surprised Thakro.

"Western Territory?" He asked uncertainly.

Eros nodded.The West Territory is actually a large place, it is on the edge of the Fourth District and the Fifth District, which is adjacent to the Crodo Country.Years of wars with the Crodo Kingdom have been implicated by the flames of war, and the people can't help but start to move to the interior, turning a large piece of land into a no-man's land.In recent years, the relationship with Crodo is still tense, but it is not like in previous years that there have been fighting and killing, but no one has lived in that area.

"It's summer now, but there is still plenty of time to solve the winter food problem," Eros shrugged and said, "When these people have survived the winter, we will send people to deliver the seeds before the spring planting. Turn over a certain amount of grain to supply the army, and when things stabilize, I will reward them with some land."

After a pause, he added: "It's better than those lands going barren."

"The conditions there are very harsh, and Crodo..." Thakro was a little surprised by Eros's thoughts. Although he said words of advice, he began to think that this idea was not bad.

"The border between the two countries is blurred, and the specific issues are still under discussion, and I don't know when the discussion will take place," Eros thought for a while and said. It is said that the former king was having a headache about this matter. I was thinking, I can’t let the land go on like this, the army is at a stalemate there, and the treasury needs to allocate money to send them food..." In the end, I still feel sorry for the expenditure in the treasury.

Sa Keluo estimated and said: "If we want to open up wasteland, these people are not enough."

"There are so many refugees in Sildur, it's enough, there is always a heart to go." Eros has already decided, after all, for the refugees, land is the only way to get rid of the current situation. There is a large area of ​​land waiting for them in the western region. It would be foolish to go.The composition of the refugees is very complex, and there are very few complete families, and most of them are forcibly displaced people.A woman who has no money often becomes a prostitute, and she will be infected with many diseases because of this, and most refugees who cannot find a job will become thieves.Stealing is a felony in Hildo, and those in the slums may be beaten to death in the street, and if they go to court, their hands are usually cut off.

After this decision was implemented, it also triggered a wave of refugees moving westward, turning the Western Territory into an important commercial and agricultural area in Sildur. Of course, this is a matter of the future.

Eros has no such thoughts at all now, because the people below are making a fuss.

"What are they talking about?" Eros turned to ask Duke Thakro.

The Duke of Sacre listened attentively, and he seemed to hear something like being injured and asking for help, and then people panicked to organize men to rescue.

"It seems that a few people who were hunting were entangled by something. They were going to rescue them, but some people disagreed. They felt that the forest was too dangerous, and more people should not be taken in." Sa Keluo explained on the side.

Eros nodded. They were in the limelight, so he couldn't hear what those people said. He didn't know why Sa Keluo's ears were more sensitive than his, so he looked at him with some confusion.

"Is there something on my face?" Thakro asked, looking closely at the other's pair of golden eyes, which are not round like ordinary humans in the sun, but slightly slender, and the slender eyes make this boy look kind Exquisite sharpness.

"No," Eros was about to ask how he heard it, when there was another commotion under the tree, he looked over, and the boy who "brought" them here quickly went in another direction, this time Eros I can hear their voices clearly because the boy is shouting too loudly.

"I'm going to save my father!" he cried, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the woods.

"Follow up." After Eros finished speaking, he had already crossed over to another branch that was farther away. After stepping on it slightly, he left an afterimage on the other branch, which made people look like when the sun was shining. the same hallucination.

Duke Sacre smiled wryly, and hurriedly followed.

The boy's movements were very agile, and he seemed to be very familiar with the nearby terrain. He didn't notice the two black shadows following behind him.

Not to mention that it was because of his father's undivided attention. Even if he was vigilant, he would not be able to find those two people, or he would not have exposed the "base camp" of the refugees to them.

Eros and Thakro followed the boy to a clearing.At this moment, the sun slanted in, illuminating this area brightly and clearly, it looked ordinary and harmless, no different from an ordinary forest.

But Eros could feel the forest's malice towards these alien humans, it was alive.Just like its former master, it doesn't like these lively humans full of vitality. It used to be a part of the dark force. Although it is far from being a stronghold, it is indeed different from other forests.These human beings have set foot here, and they have ingested too many things here, taking it for themselves, which is an offense to any dark creature.

Even though the sun was shining here, Eros could feel the temperature drop by several degrees.

The boy wasn't alone here, there were three bewildered men at the edge of the clearing.They looked eager to get out of here quickly, but the responsibility to their companions made them stay, even so, they just stood there, doing nothing.Seeing the boy coming at this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, then looked behind him and found that there was no one, and then realized something, with a sad look on his face.

"Where's my father?" The boy, still panting, asked quickly when he saw them.

"There..." A man pointed to the depths of the woods, "I was pulled in by something..." Before he finished speaking, the boy ran towards the depths of the woods.