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Ron nodded in satisfaction, helped him up, and said gently:

"Oh dear, why didn't you do this sooner?!"

"Sir Ron, you're right. I was out of my mind!" The Grand Duke of Zinc and Iron was as humble and obsequious as could be.

He disregarded his dignity as the ruler of a country, but at this point he couldn't care less about anything else.

Face and dignity are not as important as one's own life.

Ron knew this guy was only doing this to save his own life; he wondered what he would be saying behind his back when he got back.

But Ron didn't care.

On the contrary, he did not kill the Zinc and Iron Grand Duke.

In the end, he was simply imprisoned with Ron.

Because there are other people watching.

The other five leaders of the various factions standing nearby were now too afraid to utter a word.

They huddled tremblingly in the corner, like a flock of quails.

He was afraid that Ron would notice him next.

Ron had to appease these people; they were still being counted on as cannon fodder.

Therefore, the Zinc and Iron Grand Duke cannot be killed; killing him would surely cause widespread grief among his followers.

All he could think about after that was how to escape from Ron.

Or they sought help from outside.

Ron didn't want to do this risk-free business.

His reputation cannot be ruined by these rotten apples.

So we need to give them some hope.

So Ron, who just hit a big stick, is now going to give her a treat.

"Everyone, I had a small misunderstanding with the Zinc and Iron Grand Duke before, but now the misunderstanding has been completely cleared up."

"We're still good brothers, aren't we? Zinc & Iron Grandfather?"

Ron gave the Grand Duke of Zinc Iron a forced smile.

Grand Duke Zinc and Iron quickly stepped forward to state: "Yes, thanks to the correct guidance of Knight Ron."

I have deeply realized my mistake and am now actively correcting it.

"In the future, we will definitely unite closely under the leadership of Knight Ron."

"Everyone should strive to be like the Son of Heaven!!"

Those people looked at each other, bewildered. You've got a knife to your throat.

Now you know how to speak politely; where did your arrogance go when you were pointing your finger at the demigod?

"Cheer up! Don't embarrass yourself!!"

But despite their inner grumbling, they didn't want to end up like the Zinc & Iron Corporation.

Anyway, the situation is already like this.

Rather than being hesitant and end up getting beaten up before giving in.

It would be better to just state your position from the start.

Sure enough, a clever person who understood the situation immediately spoke up.

"That's right! We will definitely unite under the banner of the wise Son of Heaven!"

"I completely agree with Sir Ron's approach; communication tools should be collected and managed centrally."

"Anyone who dares to object is going against our Desert Brotherhood!!"

The Sand Sea Brotherhood is the largest sand bandit force in the Sunset Desert.

He was revered as the King of Sand Bandits by the various sand bandits, large and small, in the Sunset Desert.

Originally, there was only one level-three expert, who was the leader of the Sand Bandit Gang:

Desert Blade - Sharor

But in the wave of breakthroughs that followed the world's advancement.

Second leader Sahank also successfully broke through to the third tier.

The Sand Sea Brotherhood has quickly risen to become a force comparable to an ordinary principality.

Then the two brothers got carried away.

They plundered various caravans around the Sunset Desert.

This ultimately led to an attack by the desert kingdom.

Even so, the two brothers were still not convinced.

Taking advantage of their small numbers and the fact that they were all elites, they played hide-and-seek with the desert kingdom.

They secretly and relentlessly plunder the towns of the desert kingdom and destroy the oases.

They've done all sorts of terrible things.

Finally, the desert kingdom, pushed to its limit, sent out their stabilizing force, the demigod Felix.

They specifically hunted down this group of sand bandits.

The Sand Sea Brotherhood suffered heavy losses after being found twice by Felix.

Finally, he was chased and fled in a sorry state, hiding in the southern part of the mainland to become a mountain bandit.

This time, with the opportunity of an interdimensional war, they somehow managed to get on board.

Now I'll stick with Ron.

They thought they had latched onto a powerful ally and would no longer have to worry about Felix chasing after them.

Unexpectedly, this big brother started by using them to establish his authority.

They're clearly using them as cannon fodder!

So after recognizing the situation, their first choice was to grovel and fawn.

Hopefully, Ron will see them taking the lead and give them a second glance.

As expected, with the Sand Sea Brothers' statement, the other principalities were also in a precarious position.

Looking at Ron's forced smile and the knights slowly closing in from around him.

In the end, all of them bowed their heads.

He issued orders to his entire army to cooperate with Ron's men.

Surrender communication equipment.

Not many people can afford to own communication equipment on their own; at least, only official knights can afford it.

Therefore, it's fine to collect it per person.

Perhaps a few will slip through the net.

But don't forget, Victoria is still around.

Capturing a few magical communication signals was a piece of cake for her.

If we catch them then, we'll give them a good beating.

Ron still needs to offer them some sweet treats to appease them.

Ron addressed the group:

"Don't worry, I'm not an unreasonable person, much less a bandit!!"

"Everyone follows me, Ron, just to get rich!"

"I can assure you that all the spoils you capture are yours."

I won't take it all!

"I, Ron, will eat meat, but I won't stop you from drinking the soup."

"But you must obey my orders firmly when I tell you to go up there."

"Anyone who dares to slip will face my wrath!!"

When these people heard that Ron was willing to share the spoils with them, smiles finally appeared on their serious faces.

"He's not that bad!!"

"So what if we're cannon fodder? We can just let the people below take our place. We can accept the losses, even if they're significant."

These people came to participate in the interdimensional war only to make money.

But under the hunting of the elven guerrillas, there was no demigod to rely on.

The result was that the entire team was wiped out.

The fact that Ron was willing to take them for soup was a good outcome.

Even if we can't get meat, surviving for a year in the interdimensional war is equivalent to developing for thirty to fifty years in normal times.

So as long as it's not a total wipeout.

That's profit!

They had long been mentally prepared for heavy losses.

As long as it's not them who die, that's fine.

With the cooperation of these leaders, the collection of their respective legions' communication equipment went very smoothly.

Then Victoria will keep a close watch on things for a while longer.

That way, there will be no chance of anything going wrong.

Ron can then act with impunity and tyranny.

That evening.

Two figures slipped into Ron's camp in the shadows.

Under the lamplight.

The shadows on Ron's face were faintly visible.

One of the figures lowered his voice and said:

"Hail to you, great knight of virtue!"

"O leader who rules over all thieves! Your humble servant, Sharol."

As you instructed, we have completely infiltrated these factions.