Chapter 350 – Something Scarier Than 70,000 Soldiers (1)
North Korea fired a missile.
When I was a soldier, it was routine to get ready for battle just in case while saying ‘Fuck you’.
When I was a member of society, it was my daily routine to offer heartfelt consolation to soldiers who were running around, saying, ‘Ah, again?’.
I will turn Seoul into a sea of fire.
I say this every time, but I wasn’t particularly scared or my hands and feet were shaking or anything like that.
-We shot a missile again today. Hey, are they using the money to feed people to fire missiles?
-If you shoot a missile that isn’t scary, you’ll only lose money. Tsk tsk tsk.
While talking with my friends, others had similar thoughts.
And someone said.
-Hey. Do you know what North Korea says that scares South Korea the most?
-What is it?
-Let’s unify.
-…Oh, fuck.
It was a statement that sent goosebumps down my spine.
-We’ve lived so hard up until now, and we’ve lived in poverty for decades, so I don’t think we can hold on any longer. So unify and help us. Our wish is unification?
I’m really from Korea!! Isn’t this a story worth screaming about?
Unification may be the word, but in reality, a situation will arise where all of the country’s resources will have to be poured into feeding tens of millions of refugees.
When the poor and the rich become one, it becomes inevitable, if not natural, for the rich to take care of the poor.
It is like that now.
“Crazy, how many thousands?”
“70,000. That’s just the number the wizards confirmed in the air with levitation magic, and it will increase over time.”
“Crazy.”
70,000.
“Would you rather say that those 70,000 soldiers coming to attack Fermaten? A union of nobles, or people seeking revenge on the dethroned king.”
Those who are more fearful than 70,000 soldiers are coming.
If it’s an ‘enemy’, it’s better to just kill it, but you can’t kill or deal with refugees trying to come to the royal capital.
“Damn, damn…! Ah, this guy’s chronic disease!”
The sensibilities of modern people are making it impossible for consideration and sympathy toward humans to go beyond the line.
“Ouch…!! I can’t kill them all! Damn it, it’s a problem if a person is too nice!”
“Everyone comes to Permaten because they think it is paradise.”
“Damn. Did we promote too much? I thought it would only get about 1,000 to 2,000 people.”
“The dick is so amazing, people come to see that amazing dick.”
“Nero, you… Ha, no.”
It is meaningless to argue with Nero.
I was the one who made the decision among many options, and all responsibility lies with me.
If not killing everyone, the only way would be to save everyone.
However.
“The way of Permaten. Although you are a citizen of the kingdom, if you want to live in Permaten, you will have to adapt to life in Permaten. Those who cannot adapt should go back to the old royal capital.”
If you want to live in the land of the Permatens, you will have to adapt to the Permatens’ order.
“You cannot enter the inner or outer castle without permission. Succubi and other monsters are not beings that can be harassed, hunted, or attacked by force. You cannot arbitrarily defecate on the streets or commit crimes like you did in the royal capital, and…Aaaaah!!”
My head hurts.
“Nero!”
“Yes, Count.”
“My head hurts, so I’ll take a step back and think!”
“…I’m on my way to the office, right now?”
“If you want to work in the office, you have to take a step back!”
My head hurts, but I have to suppress it and do my best for the people who come to Permaten.
‘Think positively. They are newbies.’
There are a lot of newbies flocking to the new content called Permaten.
What the Goinmul should do for the refugees is to beat the newbies, not to reject and kick out the newbies.
I wonder if this place is also a shipwreck, because this place has become an ultra-luxury cruise ship the moment I take control.
Of course.
Those who do not fit the cruise ship’s TPO will become food for the fish, or rather, food for the labyrinth.
“I only had sex, wandered around the labyrinth, and tried to rule over the county…”
“How many times have you already said that?”
“It’s because I keep thinking about it!”
“Even though you’re so angry, aren’t you showing the actions of a ‘king’?”
“I am the king?”
Sigh.
Open the door to the office.
The inside was full of not only our Fermaten administrators, but also administrators we had never seen before.
A minister is a bureaucrat who is in charge of the administration of the country, including the royal capital, such as the minister of administration or the minister of agriculture.
The magistrates were now waiting for me in my office at the Count of Permaten.
Everyone has a complicated view.
In particular, Nero in a maid outfit, me acting like the owner in front of him, or Laura, the black bunny girl who follows right next to me.
The country is maintained, but the king has changed in an instant, so they are obviously embarrassed.
‘So what should I do?’
It’s none of my business.
I proudly ignored their gazes and walked forward, then sat down on the office chair and crossed my legs.
“If you come to Permaten, you must follow Permaten’s laws. In Permaten, I am the king, and that is the law.”
“What from the beginning-“
“Get out.”
From the beginning, I pointed outside toward the administrator who was striking the candle.
“There is no place for you here.”
“What-“
“Get out.”
When Nero spoke in a firm voice, the magistrate blushed and stood up.
“Ugh…”
“In the earl’s castle, the earl is the law. …It is an earl in words and an earl for convenience, but keep in mind. The reason you still have that title and position is all because of the count’s mercy.”〈 Br〉
“Queen!”
“I am a maid in this castle.”
“Let’s see. I can’t take it anymore! What on earth did you do to the queen? Brainwashing her?!”
The middle-aged administrator who was trying to slander me fell forward, coughing up blood.
“Well done, Serica.”
“I will clean it up.”
Celica hit her magistrate on the head from behind and had her knights drag the magistrate outside her.
Queen Nero’s instructions.
The power of Knight Celica.
In the face of power and violence, the administrators just swallow their saliva and silently look at me.
“The reason I want to call you and entrust you with a task is not to ask your opinions.”
I clearly ‘notified’ the ministers.
“There is no one in Fermaten who is better at it than me. Sex, politics, and running a country. Nero knows that, so he calls me a maid here.”
In other words.
“You are just chess pieces that move as I tell them.”
I didn’t call them here to ask for their opinions or advice, but rather as a fairly large part of the gears of the pyramid scheme.
“No questions will be accepted. If something happens in Fermaten, accept it as’Ah, it’s all because Luge had his own thoughts.’If that does not work, get out of here right away.”
No one wakes up.
They pressure me by committing outrageous acts, but as soon as Nero stands next to me as if he were a counselor, the officials close their mouths.
“Whoa. Okay. Then let’s get to work right away. Evelyn. What about housing for the 70,000 people?”
“We can accommodate up to 100,000 people.”
The ministers gasped in surprise at Evelin’s words.
“We are building a house using earth magic according to the structure you mentioned. You don’t have to worry about the living environment. If there is a problem, it is the people living in that environment.”
“Send the succubi to educate them. Let them know what it means to live a ‘clean’ life.”
Hygiene. Cleanliness.
“You are free to have sex or have an orgy, but living in a dirty and unclean manner is unforgivable.”
Even though Permaten is the most sexually open place, Permaten is a leader in hygiene and health in this medieval fantasy world.
“Astarotte. Farming can be done with a minimum number of people, so make sure to thoroughly educate the ‘newbies’ on hygiene. If you want to stick your dick into a succubus’ mouth, first wash your dick thoroughly every day. The unwashed one, Fermat. You cannot cross the built gate.”
“Yes. Shall we censor everything that enters the outer castle of Permaten?”
“Of course. Not only sexually transmitted diseases, but also those with a dirty appearance should all be banned from entering. Even nobles are no exception.”
There is no up or down in front of disease or hygiene.
“Then we have housing…The problem is food.”
As expected, food is at stake again.
“Not all 70,000 people will bring food, and in the end we have to feed them… Charlotte. What kind of food has the empire decided to import?”
“We can secure as much as we can, but it is rather difficult to feed all 70,000 people. I guess we can’t feed around 20,000 people.”
“Is that that much? You said you would pay extra to buy food?”
“Yes.”
“Ha, damn it.”
They say they are trying to secure food as much as possible, but the situation is not easy.
“Okay, then let’s do it like this.”
I decide the method.
“Send all those who bring gold to the bank. Make them open an account and use Luge Coins instead of gold coins from now on.”
“Are we going to start implementing it right away?”
“Since we came all the way to Permaten anyway, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to throw it all away from the beginning. Those who adapt quickly will live as people of Permaten.”
Because that is a rape dictatorship.
“All the gold coins exchanged from the people are given to the empire. They buy all the food. If you ask three times as much, they give you five times as much.”
Ancient gold coins have an infinite labyrinth.
“And.”
The most important part.
“Reduce your mouth. About 20,000, that would be just right.”
If there is a shortage of food, just reduce the number of people who need food.
“Here, we use the succubus. Older women who have not much left to live are first reincarnated as succubi.”
