Chapter 398

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Only the residents who knew how to work hard could handle these technical tasks.

“You need to keep a close eye on the implementation of this plan. If there are any difficulties or needs, just tell me directly. This is a major development for the Crown of the Ocean, and it should not be underestimated.”

“1 understand.” Wilus nodded seriously and then, as if he had thought of something, asked, “My Lord, what about those slaves who have made a certain contribution? Should we promote them to residents?”

The Crown of the Ocean currently has a total of 4,500 slaves.

Some of them were purchased by Raymond from the outside, and the number of slaves purchased was around 2,000.

At that time, he had promised them that if they made enough contributions to the Crown of the Ocean, they could be freed from slavery and become full-fledged residents.

Now, the first batch of slaves had been in the Crown of the Ocean for several months, and this issue should be discussed openly.

For this issue, his answer was to allow slaves who had made contributions to obtain full resident status.

This was easy to understand. If he wanted these slaves to show initiative and stimulate their enthusiasm for work, he had to offer them incentives.

In addition to the issue of food and clothing, the biggest temptation for them was to become full-fledged residents.

After getting Ji Chen’s exact answer, Wilus nodded.

Another part of the slaves were prisoners of war, totaling more than 2,500, from the Hanseatic Chamber of Commerce and the Gassani Kingdom, two forces that once extended their dirty claws to the Crown of the Ocean.

Wilus wisely did not mention these prisoners of war, because these prisoners of war would not and did not qualify to become residents.

In a mysterious hall.

The burning braziers on both sides provided illumination, revealing rows of deceivers kneeling half-covered in robes.

In front of them was a figure sitting on a thick throne, with the upper half of the body shrouded in darkness.

But the faint golden glow emanating from the mask in the darkness showed her extraordinary identity.

“Revered Envoy, the situation of the Maple Principality branch has been investigated.

The elves and the Maple Principality launched a joint siege, secretly wiping out the branch members who were gathering and discussing matters in the city. In addition, they found the suburban base through the data that was not destroyed in the meeting point.

So, in just two days, almost all of our personnel in the Maple Principality were lost, and the base fell.

And playing a crucial role in this was a Divine Patron, also a Lord of Glory.

After the failed assassination attempt on the Maple Principality branch, the informant was not dealt with in a timely manner, which led to the Divine Patron tracing back to the gathering place in Maple City, resulting in a series of events.

In addition, this Lord of Glory was able to pinpoint the escape route of the branch members, set up an ambush in advance, and single-handedly killed hundreds of Iron Mask personnel while capturing the Silver Mask leader.”

At this point, the silent figure in the golden mask spoke slowly.

“Do you know his specific identity?”

“His name is Ji Chen, and he is the lord of a territory called the Crown of the Ocean.

The location of his territory is most likely on some overseas island, but the exact location is currently unknown.”

A moment passed.

“The war between the Bass Kingdom and the Lienhardt Grand Duchy is about to begin, and the organization needs to gather nearby forces to complete a plan. We cannot allocate resources to deal with this Lord of Glory in the near future.

However, we will continue to send a small number of personnel to investigate information about this person. After the plan is completed, I will personally send someone to his territory to capture him and torture him in the Soul Cage for a hundred years.”

“All right, you may all leave.”

The deceivers who had been kneeling stood up, raising their palms forward as if performing some kind of ritual, and then slowly retreated.

After a while.

“Lord of Glory?”

“Interesting….”