Calamity Dragon, Starting with the Cultivation of Knight Families

Chapter 132 Trolls Set Off on Their Expedition, News of Saint-Rank Professionals

The world of Cartes.

The southern territory of the Troll Empire is located approximately one thousand kilometers away from Copperhammer City.

This is Illusion Sea City, a medium-sized troll city located by the sea.

Here, large numbers of human slaves, much like black slaves, toiled in the fields of this region.

They cultivate all the food, medicinal plants, and other crops that the trolls need.

Meanwhile, in many large workshops that manufactured airships, and in ports that manufactured ships, the number of human slaves was even more densely packed.

Trolls are like Celestial Dragons in this world.

Almost all the heavy, tiring, and low-skilled work was done by human slaves.

The entire main city of Illusion City covers an area of ​​about fifty square kilometers, while the area it governs exceeds thirty thousand square kilometers.

There are approximately 300,000 trolls here.

The number of human slaves exceeded one million.

For over a hundred years, the average lifespan of human slaves in this world has not exceeded forty years, and there have been at least five or six generations of slaves.

They lived like livestock, as the private property of individual trolls.

They ate and slept like pigs and dogs, but did the work of real oxen and horses.

At this moment, at a port.

The troll army is steadily gathering.

A troll watched as soldiers boarded the giant steamships at the port, then glanced at the fifteen airships in the sky.

He then frowned and looked at the trolls beside him.

"What's going on in Copper Hammer City? More than ten days have passed, where are their airships?"

"Would McGrady suddenly stop sending anyone at this point?"

Lord Alf, the troll city lord, looked somewhat gloomy.

"This is also what puzzles me. This shouldn't be the case, since this overseas expedition was ordered by the Governor."

"During the previous parliamentary session, McGrady agreed to the clearing plan."

The troll scribe also seemed somewhat puzzled at this moment.

"Hmph! I think that guy McGrady is deliberately trying to trip up this city lord."

“That guy has always been cunning. He must know that the situation overseas this time is different from the previous cleanup operations, so he wants us to scout ahead first.”

"However, it's better that his airship unit isn't there to assist him, so I don't have to share the credit with him."

"Furthermore, I will absolutely not let the governor get away with this."

As the troll Alf spoke, his eyes kept scanning back and forth among the high-ranking troll subordinates around him.

"This? Lord City Lord, are you suspecting that one of us has connections with Copper Hammer City?"

"What is McGrady's status? What is your status, Lord City Lord? I think a smart person would never get too close to McGrady."

"So I think there must be something going on with McGrady that caused the delay. As for the tip-off, I don't think that's possible."

As the troll scribe spoke, he glanced at the trolls around him.

"Yes, we are absolutely loyal to the city lord."

"Yes, McGrady is just a Mudblood, while your bloodline and status, Lord City Lord, are so noble. What makes McGrady think he can win us over?"

"Lord City Lord, please don't overthink it!"

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These trolls chattered amongst themselves, afraid of being misunderstood by the troll Alf.

In this city, a parliamentary mechanism still exists to limit the power of the city lord.

However, it was clear that because of the troll Alf's noble status, the troll council leaders in the city dared not utter a single complaint against him, their city lord.

"Huh, that's best!"

"If Copper Hammer City doesn't want to come, then they don't have to. It doesn't matter whether they know anything or not."

"But this time, we must fight this battle well ourselves!"

As he spoke, the troll Alf looked at the scribe on one side.

"Nili, now explain the objective to these people who don't know the specifics!"

The clerk nodded upon hearing this, but hesitated before glancing again at the city lord, Alf.

"Alright, but Lord City Lord, are we really not going to wait for Copper Hammer City?"

"How about I have the Mage Tower contact Copperhammer City to inquire about the situation? After all, this target is somewhat troublesome, and we need more airship artillery units."

As an important product of the Troll Empire's air force, the formation of the magic airship naturally has its own unique characteristics.

Although magic airships move slowly, their destructive power is no less than that of high-level ones.

At the same time, the manufacture of magic airships is not simple.

In Kal't, a world where magic crystals do not exist naturally, trolls need mage towers to gather magic power from the natural environment. This allows them to obtain highly concentrated magic crystals (like high-level magic crystals) at regular intervals and in fixed quantities.

These high-level magic crystals are undoubtedly the core products used to manufacture magic airships, and also the energy necessities needed for the magic crystal giant cannon.

Although Illusion Sea City is a medium-sized troll city, the amount of magic energy in its surroundings is actually not as high as that of Copperhammer City.

Copper Hammer City is actually one of the most magical places in the surrounding area of ​​over 500,000 square kilometers.

Although Copper Hammer City always has to hand over most of its magic crystals to the surrounding cities for a share of the profits.

However, given its advantageous location, Copperhammer City's air force is still much stronger than that of other cities.

That's why the clerk said that at that moment.

"Hmph, if Maddie doesn't take the initiative to contact me, do you expect me to take the initiative to contact him?" "Neely, stop talking nonsense and just do as I say."

"As for McGrady, hmph, he wants to conserve his strength, but how could I let him have his way?"

"Don't forget, the Empire's war in another world, its airships from Copperhammer City, I think the Governor would be happy to use them to make up for the share of support for the war on the front lines."

The troll Alf sneered.

Seeing this, the clerk sighed and then looked at the group of high-ranking troll councilors behind him.

He then began to explain the details of the expedition's objectives.

The general situation is as follows.

To the southwest of the Illusionary Sea City, on an unknown island more than three thousand nautical miles from the mainland, lies a large remnant human settlement.

There was nothing unusual about the island's surface.

However, the underground structure has long been hollowed out. According to reliable information from human spies, the island is located beneath a vast ancient underground city.

The space is vast and has now become a stronghold for a remnant of humanity.

There lived approximately 300,000 remaining followers of the gods.

Of course, the 300,000 human believers are not the most important thing.

Most importantly, there are many powerful survivors in that underground city ruin.

Many of these escapees were powerful professionals who clearly fled when the mainland completely fell more than a hundred years ago.

Among them, there may even be Saint-level beings.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to guarantee the existence of 300,000 people on an island.

Even more so, according to information relayed by human spies trained by the trolls, one of the powerful professionals among them possesses the ability to help ordinary people awaken their professional status.

Although not everyone can awaken its power.

Without the monster rewards from the dungeon, the newly recruited human professionals in this dungeon cannot grow stronger smoothly.

But this hidden danger must be eliminated quickly!
In this way, the gods of mankind can be prevented from being resurrected through the long prayers of these human believers.

Therefore, the Southern Governor of the Troll Empire issued a serious order for this mission.

Command the illusionary sea city and form a coalition of eight surrounding cities to capture that island.

When necessary, the governor himself will also intervene.

The coalition forces were scheduled to assemble in the eastern islands off the coast of the South China Sea three days later.

The trolls' expedition numbered over 50,000.

There shall be no fewer than one hundred ships of various types and no fewer than three hundred airships.

This power is more than enough to deal with a potential Saint-level professional.

Not to mention, this troll alliance itself has more than fifty high-ranking members, and the commander is even the governor's adjutant.

This adjutant himself possessed the strength of a ninth-rank official and even had a powerful Saint-rank magical artifact.

Such power would be considered extravagant to destroy a human settlement of 300,000 people.

However, given that there may be many powerful professionals on the other side, the losses will certainly be considerable.

But all the losses are worthwhile in order to solidify the trolls' rule over this world and to guard against the resurrection of the native gods of mankind.

After hearing the clerk's detailed explanation.

The six troll councilors who were about to embark on the expedition all showed expressions of shock.

Are you kidding me?
This is hardly a good job.

Although these trolls also knew that many remnants of human forces, including some professionals, were hidden overseas.

After all, the ocean is vast, and some professionals can even build cities on the seabed using mysterious forces.

But isn't this newly discovered human settlement a bit too impressive?

Saint-level professional!

Is it really just a common cabbage?
Although the forces deployed this time are indeed strong, the losses will certainly be significant.

So who will suffer the loss?
You, me, him?

What happened to the promise that it was just an ordinary human settlement?

What happened to the promise that it was just an overseas outpost with a slightly larger population and only a few high-level professionals?
So all our initial enthusiasm for vying to go on the expedition and gain credit has now become our death knell? Or even cannon fodder?

One of the troll council members really wanted to ask if he could skip the trip.

But when he looked up at the city lord Alfona's sharp eyes, he immediately shut up.

The six high-level trolls all looked rather grim.

The clerk immediately reassured her:

"Gentlemen, it is not that the city lord intentionally concealed anything."

"This expedition is of great importance, and we must also be wary of human spies and servants who may be spies from the overseas seas. Therefore, we had no choice but to keep everything a secret."

"Of course, this order to conceal it was not decided by the city lord, but by the governor."

"You should know the governor's temper. If things go wrong, none of us will have a good outcome."

"However, although the risks of this expedition are great, the rewards will be very generous if it succeeds."

"In short, since things have come to this, the city lord and I can only wish you all good fortune in your military endeavors."

The troll scribe smiled sinisterly.

All the trolls present were cursing inwardly.

(End of this chapter)