Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 175 The Governance of the Province of Slan

the other side.

The Slane Theocracy—no, it should now be called the Slane Province—is completely different from the situation with the elves and dwarves.

The military conquest took only three days.

However, the subsequent governance may not be enough even in three years.

The gene evolution drug, which is theoretically available to everyone, has not yet been distributed here.

The reason is simple: the Elf Kingdom and the Dwarf Kingdom submitted voluntarily, and the potion was a reward. The Slane Theocracy, on the other hand, was conquered, and whether or not they received the potion depended on their own attitude.

Although it's the same empire, there are differences in kinship, so we should observe them first and see if they can settle down.

As it turned out, these people really wouldn't stay quiet.

These "children of the six great gods" are really a headache. The fanatical tradition of the Slane Theocracy, which has lasted for hundreds of years, cannot be eradicated in three days.

They couldn't defeat the soldiers of Inberia, a fact that had been proven over three days, but they still refused to accept it.

The most fanatical priests and believers, outwardly dared not use knives or guns anymore, but their underhanded tricks never stopped.

It started with insults.

Someone stood in the square and gave a loud speech, denouncing Inberia as an invader and calling on everyone to rise up and resist.

"Invaders! Get out of our land!"

"The six great gods will punish you!"

The soldiers heard it, but pretended not to hear it; cursing a couple of times wouldn't hurt them.

But as the criticism continued, some people started to believe it.

A few hotheads were incited and grabbed weapons to attack the patrol team. As expected, they were knocked down one by one with a punch, then tied up and thrown into the mining area.

The fanatics realized that if force didn't work, they would try a softer approach.

They gave speeches in taverns and held rallies in squares, saying that imperial soldiers arbitrarily arrested people and did not treat the local people as human beings, inciting the people to protest, petition, and block the soldiers' roads.

"They're arresting people! They're unreasonable! They don't treat us like human beings!"

This time they didn't physically attack, they just held up signs.

The soldiers glanced at the wooden signs that read "Give us back our compatriots" and "Oppose oppression," then expressionlessly knocked out the leaders of the speeches and took them away.

The reason given was: inciting trouble and disrupting public order.

The fanatics were dumbfounded.

If you can't be forceful, and you won't listen to gentle persuasion, how can you play this game?

Then let's use the underhanded method.

Someone refused to pay taxes. The tax officer came to their door the next day with a squad of soldiers. Refusal to pay? Then they beat them up, forcibly collected the money, and added a "late payment fee" afterward.

Someone tried to poison them. They mixed poison into the food sent to the garrison, but the soldiers ate and drank it without batting an eye. Then they patted their stomachs and said that the poison wasn't even as good as the wine brewed in the next village. They then beat up the people who poisoned them and sent them to the mine.

Some people simply went up the mountain to wage guerrilla warfare, attempting to drive the imperial army away using harassment tactics.

As a result, the empire sent a large contingent to completely surround the mountainous area, searching the mountains and arresting people. In less than a month, all the "guerrillas" were found and sent to the mines for a minimum of twenty years.

For a time, the entire province of Siping was in a state of panic.

Countless people were taken away, and the rest all behaved themselves.

The speeches in the tavern stopped, the gatherings in the square dispersed, and no one was fighting guerrilla warfare in the mountains anymore. Every household closed their doors and windows, and there were few pedestrians on the streets. The entire province fell into an eerie silence.

The Empire assessed the situation and concluded that it would take at least a few more years for the territory to truly settle down.

A long way to go.

When Rick and Nitrogen Acceleration King entered the capital, this was the desolate scene they saw.

The streets were deserted, with only a few pedestrians hurrying by with their heads down. Most of the shops on both sides were closed, and the few that were open were practically empty.

"This place—" Nitrogen Accelerator King lowered his voice, "was it quite prosperous before?"

Rick nodded. The magnificent buildings and wide streets showed that this had once been a prosperous capital.

But now, it's as deserted as a ghost town.

Along their way, they encountered several patrolling groups of soldiers, who merely glanced at them, asked about their origins, and let them pass.

No one was arrested or made things difficult.

Rick knew the situation: those who were arrested had brought it upon themselves, and the soldiers' attitudes were actually quite normal; they weren't rioters indiscriminately killing innocent people.

But the locals have all sorts of different stories.

Someone told them that Inberia was a place where mutants gathered, and that those mutants were all hideous, with fangs and claws, and were all descendants of the devil.

Someone told them that Inberia was the kingdom of the gods, ruled by a great being on par with the six great gods, and that Princess Kino was the daughter of that being.

Some say that Princess Kino is a princess who destroyed a kingdom, with blood-red pupils and sharp fangs, who specializes in sucking human blood; she is a vampire in human skin.

Some say that Princess Kino is the Golden Princess, whose eyes are usually as beautiful as a rainbow, but turn golden like a dragon's eyes when she gets angry.

Some say that the God-King is not human at all; he associates with dragons and is himself a dragon.

Some say that the God King can shatter mountains with a single punch, and that even the six great gods are no match for him.

Rick and Nitrogen Accelerator King were dumbfounded.

Shatter a mountain with a single punch?

They weren't unfamiliar with powerful opponents. In YGGDRASIL, a level 100 player going all out, combined with top-tier equipment and super-level magic, could indeed cause massive destruction. But that was magic, skills, and equipment enhancements.

Can you shatter a mountain with a single punch using only your fists?

What level would that be?

"Is that just hype?" Nitrogen Accelerator King whispered.

Rick shook his head: "Not necessarily. You saw the strength of those soldiers yourself. Any one of them is much stronger than those useless guys we encountered before. The strength of this country may really be beyond our imagination."

They became increasingly curious about the legendary god-king and Princess Kino.

Meanwhile, Ligulite also entered the capital city.

She hadn't walked far down the street when she saw two people standing in front of her.

Rick and Nitrogen Accelerator King.

"Aren't you tired after following us all this way?" Rick asked with a smile.

Ligurite paused for a moment, then smiled.

She knew she would be discovered. These two people's perception abilities far exceeded those of ordinary people. How could they not have noticed after following her for so long? The fact that they deliberately stopped to wait for her meant they had no ill intentions.

"I just wanted to see what you guys would do next," she admitted frankly.

"Next?" Nitrogen Acceleration King pointed eastward, "To Inbelia."

Li Guli nodded: "That place will not disappoint you."

So the three of them teamed up and continued eastward.

As I walked, I came face to face with an old man with a white beard.

The old man was dressed in a simple robe, walked with ease, and had a calm demeanor; he was clearly no ordinary person.

The two passed each other, glanced at each other, and said nothing.

Fluta continued walking forward.

Along the way, he heard a lot of things: the fanatics' talk, the rumors about the God King and Princess Kino. He heard it all, but he didn't feel any emotional fluctuation.

Having lived for so many years, what strange things haven't I seen? What strange rumors haven't I heard?

What caught his attention slightly were those patrolling soldiers.

His physical abilities are indeed astonishingly strong, it's a pity he's not a magic caster, otherwise he would definitely go up and have a chat with him.

However, he could already glimpse a part of the country's strength from these few soldiers.

Very strong.

That's ridiculously strong.

But this only made him more excited.

He continued eastward.

Along that road leading to the Empire of Inberia.

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