Chapter 491

Nei Wen approached the pile of people while shouting. He couldn't see clearly who it was in the darkness, but he vaguely saw that it seemed no one had weapons, which was a good phenomenon, showing that the other party's resistance was not very strong.

For a period of time, Nei Wen had been running around, maintaining order, suppressing rebellions, exterminating bandits, etc., busy to the point of exhaustion, but he had accumulated a lot of experience, at least in distinguishing right from wrong.

Some noble landlords were disgusting. Clearly, they were the ones who robbed others' things, robbed others' land and houses, robbed others' wives and daughters, but they could produce a bunch of evidence to prove that those were their things, and then asked Nei Wen to preside over justice for them.

In the past, Nei Wen would be very conflicted because of this situation, but now he wouldn't. Lord Anthony had taught him: The principle of highly autonomous derivation on the basis of limited order @￥@... ||#*￥#%#

The characters behind were because Nei Wen didn't understand, and in the end, Anthony had to summarize a little for him—just don't let people die.

No matter who is reasonable, just don't let people die. Beating people is also not allowed. Anyway, you reason, and I'll handle it after you finish reasoning.

This handling method is super suitable for a violent group like the Spirit Long Qishi Regiment. Not many of those Spirit Dragon Knights can reason, but maintaining principles is very suitable—just don't let people die.

Derived from this is just don't move your hands, whoever moves first is responsible, whoever moves weapons is guilty, etc. They used the least energy to maintain a limited order in a large territory.

Since then, Nei Wen began to understand a little bit about what 'limited order' means. Just don't let people die. As long as people don't die, don't fight, and don't move weapons, no matter how they quarrel, the order won't collapse, and society won't be chaotic—except for grain shortages.

As long as the grain is not cut off and limited order is maintained, various contradictions will be resolved or shelved amidst quarreling, concession, and compromise.

Anthony had also told him earnestly: "It is impossible to achieve fairness and justice this way, because what is fairness and justice requires very professional knowledge to judge. Some things that many people feel are taken for granted, or have been accustomed to since ancient times, are not necessarily right."

"As long as it is not chaotic and does not collapse, everything can be saved. You can use the fewest people to maintain the most places. When all places are stable, fed, clothed, and safe, everyone will have higher pursuits. At that time, you can cultivate more judges and adjudicating knights with professional knowledge, and then you can pursue fairness and justice."

After Anthony's explanation, Nei Wen truly understood the meaning of 'limited order'. Was the cemetery built by the Monarch in every city for this 'limited order'?

After the 'internship' a while ago, Nei Wen had grown into a qualified referee, who would not listen to one side, nor would he define who is good or bad at will. He just wanted to know if anyone had died.

However, seeing that the pile of people opposite seemed to have no weapons, he felt much more relaxed, at least it didn't reach the point of being unmanageable.

A chubby little landlord chased up and said urgently: "Lord, what injustice? No one will wrong a bunch of stinky farmers. It's them, no mistake. They killed my three servants and cut off my guard's hand. It's them. Just catch them. It's you who said that killing people requires beheading. Cut off their heads."

"Shut up!" Nei Wen was angry. Stimulating contradictions in this situation was simply not wanting to end peacefully. Nei Wen really wanted to cut him first.

Just at this moment, among that pile of people, one of them stood up and faced them.

Nei Wen pressed the sword hilt with one hand vigilantly and shouted: "Don't be nervous, please put down your weapons..."

Then a ball of white light lit up on the palm opposite, illuminating that pile of people. Nei Wen's legs went soft, and his knees almost knelt to the ground, because he saw a pile of terrifying guys.

The chubby little landlord asked surprisingly: "Lord, why did you kneel?"

Nei Wen had no time to care about this dead landlord, bent his waist and trotted to everyone's front, asking happily: "Lord Ang? Lord Anthony? Lord Du Luo Ken? Why are you here?"

Anthony smiled and nodded, patted his shoulder gratifiedly, and said: "Came over for a walk after dinner to digest, how about you, why are you here?"

*Ku Ba Da* digest, Nei Wen was almost choked there. Fortunately, Anthony asked back, otherwise he wouldn't have known what to say, so he hurriedly said:

"A little landlord reported to us that his tenants rebelled, killed his servants and guards, so I came to see. Lord, did you see those tenants?"

"It's me." Anthony replied.

"Ah?" Nei Wen was stunned for a moment.

"I killed his three servants and cut off his guard's hand." Anthony said generously.

"Oh, it turns out it was Lord Anthony who took action to judge, then they must have done something unforgivable." Nei Wen said affirmatively.

Anthony said embarrassedly: "It seems not, they were holding IOUs, and they did borrow money and owe grain rent."

Nei Wen looked at Anthony resentfully and suddenly shouted loudly: "Oh no, my hypoglycemia is acting up, no, no, I'm going to faint."

After speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

This scene made Negris and the little landlord stunned. Negris said in shock: "This is Nei Wen? That upright and brave Nei Wen? How did he become so slippery like you now?"

Nei Wen, who was 'fainted' on the ground, flushed, but it was pitch black, so everyone couldn't see.

The chubby little landlord was stunned for a while and finally understood what was going on. He trembled all over and turned around and ran away screaming. The 'referee' he invited was actually scared to faint by the people opposite.

However, a piece of something suddenly appeared on the ground, tripping the little landlord and making him pounce forward. A stone inexplicably moved to his forehead, breaking his head, and after a while, he suffocated to death because his face was buried in the dirt after fainting.

Anthony then shouted loudly: "Oh no, the guy you brought fell to his death. He fell and his head hit a stone and he suffocated to death."

Nei Wen 'confusedly' climbed up: "What? Fell to his death? Oh no, I didn't protect him well, I'm derelict in my duty. Quick, come here, take his corpse back and return it to his family."

But in his heart, he complained resentfully: *Ku Ba Da*, head hit a stone and suffocated to death, how can I round this up!? Teacher, you are making things difficult for me...

A bone dragon in the sky landed. The bone dragon and the knight saluted in this direction before picking up the little landlord's corpse and flying away.

After performing a play of deceiving oneself, Nei Wen asked in a low voice: "Lord Anthony? What exactly is going on?"

Anthony clearly had the intention to examine him and asked with a smile: "You guess what is going on?"

Nei Wen thought for a while and guessed: "The landlord lends usury, annexes their family's land, you couldn't stand it and acted bravely?"

Anthony smiled and nodded: "I'm not that idle, the one being robbed is our person."

"Oh..." Nei Wen understood. He guessed right. He didn't really believe it when he said 'acted bravely'. Big shots wouldn't be so idle. It must be that the dead landlord provoked them.

"Then I know, how to dispose of this place?" Nei Wen asked.

Anthony asked back: "How do you intend to dispose of it?"

Nei Wen thought seriously. Anthony had taught him many things. Although there was no formal title, Nei Wen had long regarded Anthony as his teacher. The teacher's inquiry must be answered seriously, in detail, and cautiously.

After thinking for a while, Nei Wen said: "There are three ways to dispose of it. One is to ignore it. The landlord's son will inherit the family business, and the people here will continue to be tenants. But thinking that the father died in this village, after we leave, I'm afraid they will double the exploitation of the villagers here."

"The second is to move the village away, and the third is to move the landlord away."

Anthony looked at Nei Wen deeply and nodded gratifiedly: "Not bad, considered very comprehensively, then do it according to your idea."

"Yes, Lord." Nei Wen replied respectfully.

Negris was confused and couldn't help asking: "Wait, wait, what riddle are you playing? Nei Wen, what are you going to do?"

Nei Wen scratched his head awkwardly and laughed dryly: "Move the landlord away. There are only a few people in his family, it's easy to move. There are so many people in this village, it's too troublesome to move."

"No, Anthony said before that productivity cannot be reached, maintaining the status quo is the best. You moved the landlord's family away, aren't you afraid that nearby landlord nobles will come to annex the land?" Negris asked.

"No, no, there will be a distant nephew without inheritance rights who will fall behind. At that time, he will inherit the family business and maintain the original stability." Nei Wen said.

"Hiss—what exactly did Anthony teach you? Then how are you going to move the landlord away? Will their family be so obedient?" Negris asked with toothache.

"They will be obedient. One night, a group of bandits will kill their way into their house, tie their whole family up, rob all the money, and leave a ransom note." Nei Wen said.

"Ku Ba Da, you are not the Nei Wen I know. What exactly did Anthony teach you." Negris was going crazy.

How upright, brave, just, and slightly shy Nei Wen was when they first met. How did he become so black-bellied now? He was exactly a replica of Anthony.

Anyway, it was all said, Nei Wen didn't care anymore and said seriously: "The things the Lord taught are very practical. I used the things he taught me to pacify the chaos in more than sixty city-states. The previous me was too naive. Not only did I not stop the chaos, but I made it more chaotic. Ideals can be empty, but governance must be pragmatic."

"What you said makes so much sense." Negris was convinced. This guy not only learned Anthony's black-belliedness but also learned that set of theories. It just happened to make so much sense. Negris felt it couldn't argue.

Anthony smiled gratifiedly. Nei Wen was a person with a strong sense of justice, kind and upright, but sometimes too naive and idealistic. He didn't know how to be flexible when doing things, and often did bad things with good intentions.

If no one taught him, his uprightness and kindness would easily turn into self-doubt in repeated failures, and finally be completely lost.

However, if he could have an upright and kind heart, combined with flexible and flexible handling methods, then he would become a qualified administrator.

Seeing him, Anthony felt like seeing his former self.

"By the way, what is Lord Ang doing?" Nei Wen asked curiously.

"Bloodline awakening. This little guy is a Dragon-Thrall, the Lord is preparing to let him awaken into a Dragon-Descendant." Anthony said casually.

Nei Wen's legs went soft, and he knelt down all of a sudden. Seeing everyone looking over in surprise, he stood up tremblingly and asked tremblingly: "Dragon... Dragon-Thrall awakens into a Dragon-Descendant?"

"Right, is there any problem?" Anthony asked puzzledly, and turned to Negris: "Is there any problem? Is it very difficult?"

Negris was also blank: "I don't know, I don't know much about Dragon-Thralls. Is it very difficult?"

For the dragon race, Dragon-Descendants are the illegitimate children of undisciplined dragons, and Dragon-Thralls are the grime on their bodies. Who would care about some grime?

"Hehe." Nei Wen rubbed his hands and said with a cheeky face: "If it's not too difficult, can the Lord help me awaken a few Dragon-Thralls? Our Spirit Long Qishi Regiment has a pile of stupid Dragon-Thralls who do nothing but eat and sleep all day long and can't do any work well."

"No, do you know what is needed for awakening? It's precious to death, don't even ask." Negris refused without a second word.

Just kidding, awakening requires Dragon God blood, and Ang has to go back and prick his fingers again. It's too hurtful. Don't even think about it.

"Uh, alright then." Nei Wen immediately closed his mouth tightly.

He had seen how extravagant these people were, taking out things like World Tree branches and elf beans. Even they felt it was precious. Nei Wen felt that selling himself probably wouldn't be enough to buy it, so he hurriedly dispelled this thought.

However, Negris remembered another thing: "Speaking of which, your Spirit Long Qishi Regiment should have a very deep connection with dragons or undead creatures, right? Then do you know any powerful souls? The kind that can drive a fifty or sixty-meter dragon?"

Nei Wen was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and looked at Anthony.

Anthony seemed to be attracted by something, his gaze always falling on the little Dragon-Thrall, as if he hadn't heard Negris's words.

Nei Wen immediately realized, tidied up his clothes, and his expression became very formal: "Such a soul? I seem to know one, but I don't know what Lord Negris needs such a soul for?"

Negris noticed Nei Wen and Anthony's little movements and couldn't help shouting: "Nei Wen, you are not pure anymore. You can exchange information with just these little movements? What riddle are you playing? No, no, wait for me to find Silver Coin to chat with you, so as not to be pitted by you, *Ku Ba Da*."

Anthony hurriedly said: "No, no, no, I just meant it has nothing to do with me, let him handle it officially. But if he wants to handle it officially, then let me deal with him."

Nei Wen immediately bittered his face: Teacher, you didn't mean this just now. It's over...

Anthony also bittered his face: Then what can I do? Negris called the profiteer over, wouldn't he pit you until you sold your pants?

Nei Wen bittered his face: Then alright, I'll take off my pants first...

"The powerful soul I know is the founder of our Spirit Long Qishi Regiment, Spirit Dragon Griffinny."