Chapter 844 - Housing Refugees
The dead larva was still inside the nest. It seemed this one did not transmute into a Mutation Larva.
Angor tried poking it and realized that the body had been sucked dry. Only the skin remained.
Since he now knew that Akeso’s blood could help with the growth of larva eggs, he thought about doing some experiment on this and see what would happen.
He placed the nest on his desk, applied some blood to a pile of eggs, and readied a notepad nearby. To prevent surprises in case any larvae came wandering about, he also put an illusion around the nest.
He suddenly looked through his window, only to see lit lamps outside and the shadows of trees in the distance.
He went to open the window and invited some cold air into his room.
He did so because he felt someone’s inquiring attention directed at him, but he failed to locate where it came from.
“There’s only one person here who can do so without letting me notice her…”
Grue Town would always remain in the same place, while different people traveled in and out. If the townspeople kept accepting every single wanderer with all their kindness, they would suffer from grim consequences sooner or later.
…
Leon went to George’s office.
“Sheriff, I’ve made a plan. Instead of giving them farm work…” he explained his idea.
“You want to enslave them?!” George yelled in shock.
“It’s not completely slavery. They still get paid. However, they need to pay five times more than what they received from us. As soon as they pay their debt, we’ll acknowledge them as our legal civilians.”
George frowned. “I’m afraid the case has become a whole lot more complicated just now. The refugees probably won’t stay with us even if we treat them with fairness.”
“Why’s that?”
“I received a message in the morning. General Morn was killed in action at the Northern Oil Field.”
The Northern Oil Field was on the northern coast of Yamei Province. Many refugees fled to Yamei because this place was protected by the Morn Family.
But if an important general was defeated…
“I didn’t mean to keep the news from you.” George showed a worrying look. “I’ve been waiting for Miss Mana to come. Mister Viscount, should we… tell our people to evacuate?”
“No.” Leon shook his head. “Let’s proceed with what I just said.”
“But if Yamei Province fell into enemy hands—”
“It will not. This, I can promise.”
George suddenly remembered the “moonlight rain” created by Angor half a month ago and felt a lot more reassured.