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Chapter 356 Humans are terrifying, let's run away! (Please subscribe)

The conversation only resumed after the queen had finished educating the two children and left.

"Alright, you can talk now!"

Old Dai Rui bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, perhaps we should leave this place! Cooperating with those people—I—"

He didn't know what to say; Rhaenys only saw a mixture of awe, confusion, and even a hint of— on the other's face.

—A look of fear.

"Are you afraid?"

Old Dai Rui nodded, then suddenly shook his head!

His mindset lately is very unusual!

What he had seen and heard in the northern human camp these past few days was like a storm, washing away his worldview that he had held onto for seventy years.

"Your Majesty," old Daryl's voice was hoarse, "they are too powerful, completely different from us, we—"

We're cooperating with them, and I'm very worried about the future of the dynasty!

Why do you say that?

"Your Majesty, they—those people are very strange. They don't understand any magic, and they don't seem to care about bloodlines! Also, their novel products have extremely terrifying magical power."

"Of course, in my opinion, what is most terrifying about humans has never been their products, nor their endless alchemical tools."

"Oh?" Renis became interested and gestured for him to continue.

"It's their rules, or rather, their completely unregulated system of rules, detached from the dynasty's rules—those things are even ingrained in their very being!"

"Tell me in detail!"

Old Dai Rui's brows furrowed. He began to tell the other person about what had happened a few days ago, as well as what he had witnessed by the training field.

He witnessed a high-ranking officer, whom those people called the political commissar, squatting side by side with a low-ranking soldier on the muddy ground, their heads close together, arguing heatedly over a marker on a map.

They had no distinction of rank or honorifics, and they acted like two farmers arguing in a market.

I heard that the other party manages a large number of people and is definitely an aristocrat.

On the Fire Dragon Dynasty's side, interacting with those common peasants, or even sharing a table with them, is extremely beneath them. It's a disgrace that could bring shame to the entire family and be ridiculed by their rivals for countless years!

"Your Majesty! In our world, the foundation of power lies in breathing techniques, the inheritance of bloodlines, and the grace bestowed upon commoners by nobles. Those who do not possess breathing techniques are not even qualified to look nobles in the eye."

"But they are different."

"Their strongmen, those who give orders, are physically weak and as dull as stone in their perception of life force."

On the contrary, even the most ordinary soldiers are equipped with fine weapons that only knights can possess, and armor that, while not top-of-the-line, is mass-produced.

Old Dai Rui gave a wry smile as he said this.

"They call that standard equipment, meaning that every conscripted soldier has—well, right, their soldiers aren't the private property of nobles, but rather everyone is treated equally!"

"Everyone is equal—" Renis repeated softly, her fingertips tracing lightly along the rim of the teacup before gripping it tightly.

Her brows furrowed without her realizing it.

"That's not all." Old Dai Rui's tone became three degrees heavier. "Following your orders, I communicated with them and exchanged a considerable amount of intelligence—"

Old Dai Rui slowly recounted—

In reality, the so-called communication initially favored Old Dai Rui, but later it had a significant impact on his psychology and values.

It was even a nightmare.

With his strength as a Grand Knight, his physical attributes were more than three times that of an ordinary person. Combined with his battle aura, he should have been able to easily crush a few ordinary people without any cultivation.

And indeed, he won.

But the victory was anything but honorable.

The other party claimed it was just a friendly spar, but after losing a one-on-one duel, they completely disregarded any sense of chivalry.

They didn't understand one-on-one duels, but instead harassed him in groups of three or five with perfect teamwork, using all sorts of tactics and strange gadgets that he couldn't comprehend.

When he fought with his opponent, he felt like he was hitting cotton.

Although he won in the end, he felt terrible.

For example, the other party's strange stun gun left half of his body still feeling numb and tingly.

He blushed deeply at the thought of the embarrassing incident where he almost lost control of his bladder.

That wasn't a battle at all; it was a coordinated hunt.

He was getting to know his opponent, but his opponent was also getting to know his fighting style!

But that wasn't the most alarming thing for him.

After the exchange, in order to show their sincerity, the other party gave him a special demonstration of firepower.

After the alchemical weapon they called a machine gun roared, it spewed out metal bullets at a speed he could barely see, shattering the stone that would have required many powerful weapons to destroy.

At that moment, old Dai Rui felt as if his heart had been squeezed shut.

Those weren't alchemical pellets; they were a whip made of steel and fire. In just a few breaths, it shattered a boulder the size of a small mountain a hundred meters away, sending dust billowing everywhere!

We can't beat them, we simply can't beat them!

Old Dai Rui asked himself honestly, even if he wore the family's inherited runic heavy armor, he wouldn't last three breaths against such a storm of steel.

The only way to survive is to get close.

But the other side immediately displayed a terrifying weapon that could turn an area of ​​hundreds of feet into a scorched wasteland.

The demonstration took place far from the camp, but he could still feel the destructive aura and the tremors of the ground beneath his feet.

At that moment, old Dai Rui's pride of seventy years shattered more completely than that giant rock.

What is the glory of knights, what is the dignity of the strong? They all seem laughable and pathetic in the face of that pure, unreasonable destructive power.

"Your Majesty, unless we deploy dragons or use the kingdom's most powerful forbidden magic, we will not be able to defeat them on the front lines when it comes to large-scale battles—even if we have the strongest legions."

Old Dai Rui lowered his head deeply, his voice filled with a sense of powerlessness.

"And Your Majesty, did you—truly see them—through the prophetic magic—come to save us?"

Rhaenys nodded. "I really saw it! Sir Darryl, there's no need to worry! If they were evil and hostile towards us, we would have been separated and dealt with separately long ago. Our treasures would have been looted by them too!"

"Your Majesty, but their system, way of thinking, and many other things are completely different from ours—it's easy for us to get along with them—"

Old Dai Rui didn't know how to put it. He only felt that those who didn't understand the hierarchy of seniority and the value of noble bloodlines would one day inflict a lot of harm on them.

That was an extremely cruel form of harm.

The room was deathly silent.

After a long time, Renis suddenly spoke up: "Old Darryl, do you know what kind of world the Fire Dragon Dynasty was?"

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"Your Majesty, I do not know!"

"Long ago, before the angels faced the apocalyptic catastrophe, saved the Holy Star, and withdrew from the Forsaken Continent, the Fire Dragon Dynasty was quite enlightened. At that time, the kingdom's people lived in abundance, and the nobles were merely of higher bloodlines. Back then—the nobles did not hold the power of life and death over the common people!"

Old Dai Rui bowed his head respectfully.

He didn't remember much from his family education. The only thing he remembered was that the royal family was their benefactor, and that loyalty to the royal family and dependence on noble bloodlines were the only ways to survive and ensure the continuation of the family!

Their chivalry and all forms of education were designed to maintain royal rule.

"Forget it, telling you all that won't do any good!" Rhine simply looked at him. "Darry, right now you shouldn't be thinking or worrying. Just observe carefully and then tell me everything you record!"

"Also, tomorrow, take Viserys, disguised, to see their supermarket!"

"good!"

Clatter~

Prince Viserys suddenly popped out from under the door: "Are you really going out to play?"

When the two saw Viserys peeking out with an expectant look on his face, Rhaenys smiled.

Old Dai Rui also laughed.

She gestured for the other person to come over.

As Viserys, who was limping, approached, Rhaenys stroked his hair: "Child, yes, but you mustn't speak the entire time, and you mustn't show any abnormality, or we'll both die! Understand?"

"I understand, Mother!"

"Go have fun!"

"good!"

After Viserys skipped away, Rhaenys turned to old Darryl and asked, "Darry, do you really think the messengers sent by the angels are the ones we see on the surface?"

"This—Your Majesty, I don't know!"

The Queen used her cane to prop herself up. She walked to the window and looked out at the view of the tranquil harbor through the one-way glass.

Although they are under strict protection, they have a considerable degree of freedom.

"Take a closer look, Dai Rui! The Fire Dragon Dynasty has existed for so many years not because of its noble bloodlines, but because of its countless loyal soldiers!"

"Many years ago, our ancestors lost their way. In the name of peace, we compromised with them, signing too many treaties detrimental to our civilians. We went from a powerful kingdom to a suffering and weak one!"

"We've already lost so much, there's nothing left to lose! So why don't we try a new approach and start over?"

Old Derry fell completely silent!

"Your Majesty, your will is the direction I strive to achieve!"

After old Darryl left, Renis looked at the tea from the human kingdom in her hand and closed her eyes again.

She wanted to re-enter the prophetic state and see something that would benefit the kingdom and them.

But at this moment, she can't even fully enter the other world.

"This damned magical backlash!"

She coughed up another mouthful of blood, and then took the royal medicine used to heal her wounds!

After that, I stopped paying attention to anything else, focused on sleeping, and took good care of my body.

The large-scale shopping mall in Tranquil Harbor officially opened today.

The sky was bright, and the sunlight was somewhat dazzling.

For dwarves accustomed to darkness, this weather was far from ideal.

"So many people! Rotten fish, I knew we should have come before dawn!"

Nosthenes tugged at his meticulously braided beard, looking irritably at the endless line of people ahead.

The crowds seemed to fill every gap in the shopping mall, and the noise merged into a wave of heat that hit us in the face.

Rotten Fish Lavrov, on the other hand, remained calm and composed.

He squeezed the hard shopping voucher in his pocket, then patted his chest, where he kept all the hard-earned money from his human friends this month—his salary and bonuses.

"What's the rush? Our human friends said there's plenty of stock, and we're just employees, so there's no need to worry."

"They say there's plenty, but who knows! What if the good stuff gets snatched up by the people in front? We'll have waited in line for nothing! I heard there are a lot of supplies we desperately need inside, and some trams specifically for our tribe!"

Nosers became more and more excited as he spoke, as if if he had hesitated for even a second, those treasures would have grown legs and run away.

"Nosers, trust your human friends," Rotten Fish advised, but his gaze involuntarily drifted toward the strange building.

That shopping mall was a powerful miracle of human architecture, completed in less than half a month.

Its exterior is now entirely constructed of a smooth white stone, inlaid with huge, transparent crystals. Because it is currently obscured, the dazzling array of things inside cannot be seen.

However, some of the dwarf friends who participated in the construction said that the supermarket had a surprisingly wide variety of items.

And they are all necessities for everyone!

This level of extravagance might even surpass the luxurious council hall of the dwarf kingdom.

After his initial reflection, he felt a sense of unease.

"I don't know if I can buy more tools."

The money pouch in his arms felt heavy, giving him a sense of security. But these things needed to be transformed into the capital of a craftsman as soon as possible.

A few days ago, his human friend recommended their bank to him, saying that as long as he deposited his money there, it would not only be safe, but he would also earn an extra 1.5% interest every year.

More?

Rotten Fish almost thought he had misheard.

If you leave your money with someone else, you're lucky if it doesn't get swallowed up; how could it possibly grow on its own?

This is completely anachronistic for dwarves.

The dwarven kingdom also has a similar financial system, but that thing is a tool for noble lords to amass wealth.

The typical system of "nine out, twelve back" means that if you want to withdraw the money you've deposited, you not only have to consider the mood of the officials, but you also have to be skinned alive.

When he was a child, he heard about a warrior who had been promoted to a higher rank. He deposited his life savings into the lord's bank, but the lord ran into trouble, and the old man's money became completely worthless.

Rotten Fish trusts his human friends' character, but when money is involved, his inherent caution surfaces.

Money should be kept on your own person or entrusted to family members for safekeeping, so that you can use it at any time; that's what makes it real money.

He gripped his purse tightly, his goal becoming clearer—he could buy several sophisticated human-made tools with the money in his hand. Once he had accumulated enough and his skills had matured, he estimated that he wouldn't be far from becoming a great alchemist.

The dwarves lined up, and some human figures were also mixed in with them.

Among them were merchants from the southern human kingdoms, warriors from pioneering teams, and others who had come to scout out the situation.

Old Dai Rui was dressed in the same clothes as the pioneer team, watching the small man in front of him warily, and occasionally glancing around.

The dwarves, some lizardmen, and even elves were all huddled together without any regard for hierarchy, shouting loudly, which made him frown.

"There are so many people."

Viserys's voice came from ahead, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Seth," old Darryl said in a low voice, "remember my instructions. If you say anything more, I'll have to take you back."

Viserys obediently shut his mouth, but his eyes curiously observed everything.

He saw a dwarf glaring at another dwarf, a dwarf standing on tiptoe to peer ahead, and human guards maintaining order, their faces devoid of the arrogance of noble knights, instead appearing to be chatting with neighbors.

All of this was completely different from what he had learned in the palace since childhood.

In his world, the guards' eyes were always wary and indifferent, and commoners should lower their heads when they saw nobles, even if they only caught a glimpse of their clothes from afar.

But here, everything is in chaos.

Old Dai Rui felt his nerves were stretched taut like a fully drawn bow.

The surrounding smells were a cacophony of odors: the sweat of the dwarves, the earthy smell of the goblins, and a spice he didn't recognize, which made him dizzy.

He was worried that his and the prince's identities would be discovered. The prince was like a bird just released from its cage, curious about everything, and if their identities were accidentally revealed—the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, the thought of his face already covered in makeup made him feel a little better!

Thanks to the makeup and hair dyeing techniques provided by humans, even if their own mothers came, they wouldn't recognize old Daryl and Viserys at this moment.

Just like a woman's makeup skills, she looks like a completely different person before and after makeup!

As Old Daryl cautiously surveyed his surroundings, the crowd in front of him erupted in cheers.

"It's open! It's open! The shopping mall is open!"

The crowd began to move, like a giant python finally starting to feed.

Old Darryl immediately tensed up, protecting Viserys with one hand and placing the other on the dagger at his waist.

He wasn't afraid of others, but he was afraid that the chaotic crowd would hurt the prince.

The group moved forward faster than expected. Soon, they arrived at the enormous crystal gate.

"Whoosh—"

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The door slid open automatically to both sides with a soft sound.

A cool and refreshing breeze swept over me, dispelling the heat and mixed smells outside.

As the dwarves waited anxiously, the huge glass door with the words "Convenience Supermarket" written on it slid open silently to both sides.

A group of dwarves and human staff, all wearing matching blue vests, filed out and lined up on both sides, their faces bearing well-trained smiles.

Before long, several important figures appeared at the door.

Dou Jiankang, who is in charge of the administration of Tranquil Harbor, was all smiles. Next to him was Bellergas, who was over a meter tall but had a burly build and a beard braided into a complicated braid, and Ethan, the elf representative with an upright posture and a calm expression.

"Friends and neighbors!" Dou Jiankang picked up a tin megaphone and began in loud, enthusiastic Chinese, "Today is a good day! Our convenient supermarket is here to help everyone's lives become more and more prosperous!"

Professor Yu Qiwen, who was standing to the side, calmly translated his words into Dwarven and Elven languages.

Bellergas took over, his booming voice instantly drowning out the murmurs of the crowd: "Our human friends have brought us wonderful things, enough to feed and clothe us, and enough to earn us a good living! I, Bellergas, don't mince words; whoever brings us dwarves a good life is our friend!"

"However, if anyone is caught stealing after entering the supermarket, I'll chop off their hand!"

"Did everyone remember that?"

"Got it!"

The simple and straightforward conditions won the unanimous approval of the dwarves.

The last elven representative, Ethan, simply nodded slightly, his voice clear and resonant: "Gentlemen, new things are often accompanied by new hope. May the opening of this large supermarket mark a new beginning for the friendship among our three races."

After passing the microphone to Dou Jiankang, he waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone, congratulations on your grand opening!"

"Staff, welcome our guests!"