FATE: Target of Grand Master

Anastasia, as the queen, naturally sat in the highest position, followed by Xia Yan's other five Servants, while the four Yaga who carried out the robbery were tied to four chairs.

Xia Yan, acting as the prosecutor, began the public trial of the four Yaga.

"These four Yaga openly defied Her Majesty the Queen's decree, attempting to steal food from the three older Yaga. The evidence is overwhelming; do you have anything else to say?"

Scarface Yaga used the same old excuse.

"His Majesty the Great Thunder Emperor once said that in order to survive, any means are acceptable!"

Xia Yan chuckled lightly, then said, "His Majesty the Thunder Emperor said it was for survival. Didn't the four of you receive any meat from Her Majesty the Empress? How can you say it was for survival?"

"But food will eventually run out. We're just stocking up. Ultimately, aren't we all just trying to survive?"

Xia Yan narrowed his eyes.

"So, you're stealing other people's food even when you have your own, and you don't even realize you've done anything wrong?"

"That's right. We didn't do anything wrong."

Seemingly hoping for a glimmer of hope, Scarface Yaga's three accomplices also asserted that they had done nothing wrong.

"So, according to your logic, there's nothing wrong with us taking your food now. After all, even though we have food, it will run out one day, so there's nothing wrong with us stockpiling in advance, right?"

Upon hearing Xia Yan's words, the four Yaga were stunned.

Yes, if this logic is correct, doesn't that mean the strong can exploit and plunder the weak indefinitely?

Compared to the elderly Yaga, these young and strong Yaga are naturally stronger. However, compared to Her Majesty the Queen and the court magicians, these young and strong Yaga are definitely weak. According to the Thunder Emperor's theory, the strong can plunder the weak at will, and one day, the weak will be completely wiped out.

When there is no one weaker than oneself, wouldn't one become the weakest being?

Not only the four people with scars, Yaga, but also the other villagers present, Yaga began to think about this problem.

This is exactly the situation Xia Yan hoped to see.

Simply killing these four Yaga would be easy, but that would only make the Yaga believe that the strong can trample on the weak at will, and they wouldn't think about what's wrong with the Thunder Emperor's theory of the strong being respected. After all, the environment in the Russian Lostbelt is too harsh, and each Yaga has to do its best just to survive, so they don't have the leisure to think about these things.

What Xia Yan needs to do now is to improve the conditions of the village while correcting the villagers' mindset.

"After hearing what I just said, do you all feel like something's not quite right?"

The villagers, including the four scarred Yaga, all nodded.

"If something feels off, that's it. His Majesty the Great Thunder Emperor's words are certainly correct, but your understanding of His Majesty the Thunder Emperor's words is still too shallow and too little. When His Majesty the Thunder Emperor said these words, he was truly facing a life-or-death situation. And now, the reason Her Majesty the Empress brought us out is to convey His Majesty the Thunder Emperor's latest decree."

As soon as Xia Yan said this, the villagers watching immediately began to whisper among themselves.

"Quiet!"

Village chief Yaga immediately spoke up to tell the villagers to keep quiet.

Xia Yan continued unhurriedly, "His Majesty the Thunder Emperor's latest decree is that we should develop cooperatively as a village unit. Specifically, it means that all villagers must abandon the concept of individualism and prioritize the collective concept of the village. Every Yaga must contribute their strength to the village collective, and at the same time, the village collective will guarantee the livelihood of every Yaga."

That's right, Xia Yan is currently promoting the communist system of public ownership.

Ironically, the first communist country in pan-human history was the Soviet Union, and Xia Yan's current promotion of communist spirit in the Russian Lostbelt is perhaps a kind of destiny.

Although the village could not fully reach the level of communism due to limitations, Xia Yan still proposed a socialist system based on the characteristics of the Russian Lostbelt, which included a resource-centralized and demand-based distribution system. Young and strong Yaga would naturally receive more food than young and old Yaga, but they would also have to take on a greater responsibility for resource acquisition.

The older Yaga are not without their merits. The village implements a socialized upbringing and education system, allowing the younger Yaga to gain hunting and survival experience from the older Yaga.

The female Yaga will be responsible for the housework, ensuring that the male Yaga will have a hot meal when they come home, and that their clothes will be mended if they are torn.

At the same time, male and female Yaga are encouraged to form families, and there are rewards for having new Yaga.

Hearing these words, the villagers were naturally excited, but one fundamental problem remained unresolved: the scarcity of resources caused by the harsh environment.

Xia Yan's ideas could not be implemented if there wasn't enough food to feed everyone in the village.

Xia Yan was naturally prepared for this.

"Her Majesty the Queen will leave a group of magical puppets in the village. These magical puppets will protect the village's safety on a daily basis and hunt a fixed amount of food in the royal hunting grounds every week. This food will ensure that you don't starve to death, but if you want to eat your fill and eat well, you will have to rely on your own efforts."

With Xia Yan's assurance, the villagers felt completely relieved and began shouting, "Long live Emperor Lei! Long live Her Majesty the Empress!"

Seeing how Xia Yan had managed to bring together a group of Yaga who were only thinking about working alone in just over ten minutes, Anastasia's gaze towards his back even showed a hint of admiration.

Morgan, standing to the side, said with immense pride, "I can see the love you have for Xia Yan in your eyes, which is understandable, after all, my husband is just that outstanding. But you still need to remember one thing: I can tolerate you as my husband's snacks, but Xia Yan's main meals still need to be fed by me on time and in the right amount."

"Morgan, I don't care if you're some kind of fairy queen of Britain, but you dare say I'm only good as a snack? I won't..."

Anastasia's angry rebuttal was cut short by Morgan's cold remark: "Then go and tell Xia Yan right now that I only want to maintain a professional relationship between Master and Servant."

Anastasia was almost amused by Morgan's words.

"Why should I say such a thing?"

"Of course it's for your own good."

Morgan rested his chin on his hand, showing no sign of anger. Instead, he spoke in a tone of seniority, "Because you have fallen deeply in love with this man, but you have come a little too late. If you cannot understand your place, you will only cause yourself more distress."

Seeing Morgan's gentle yet profound gaze as she looked at Xia Yan, Anastasia was no longer angry. Even a girl like her with little experience in love could see that Morgan's love for Xia Yan was no less than her own, and that they shared far more experiences than she did. It was indeed difficult for her to win against Morgan.

Anastasia turned her gaze back to Xia Yan.

However, she couldn't deceive herself; she had indeed fallen in love with this man.

If you know the odds of winning are slim and you don't fight, then you don't deserve to love this man.