louisehourcade Chapter 258 Suppression
Chapter 258 Suppression
Ronan is wearing a luxurious platinum gown today, with the Orison Medal on his chest, which symbolizes the identity of the city lord, and a sword on his waist, which symbolizes the authority of the city lord, but due to his mage's I didn’t wear it because of my identity, but I replaced it with a small and exquisite glass-shaped magic bead. This is a small magical item. Its main function is to absorb the surrounding water vapor. It is to maintain the basic elegance of an aristocrat.
And this kind of cleanliness is the most eye-catching and most out of place in this dilapidated city, where the smell of fish and sweat is everywhere.
Ronan was not in a hurry to speak, but glanced at the other party casually, then turned to Lexi and said, "What mandatory conditions does the empire have for naturalized natives?"
"what?"
Lexi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what his young master was emphasizing, so he said categorically: "The first is to swear an oath to the empire, the second is to be proficient in the imperial language, and the last is to give up arms and fully integrate... These three are lacking. One must."
"Oh... so what's going on with these natives?"
A flash of fire flashed in Ronan's dark eyes, and then it was like a shining meteor falling from the gray starry sky, lighting up the entire starry sky. Deep in those azure blue pupils, a trace of light appeared. The majesty of Thunder.
Ronan raised his finger to the leader of the Black Mountain tribe, and then nodded at their attire, "The naturalized natives are imperial people, and since they are imperial people, they need to abandon the previous customs and completely blend into all of us, but what are you?"
"Unconventional clothes? Forming cliques? Unexplained oil paints? Still dismissively inciting the hatred of the residents of Harbor City?"
"One by one...do you still dare to claim that you have naturalized the aborigines?"
The scolding sound resounded throughout the square, reaching everyone's ears in an instant.
The leader of the Black Mountain tribe looked at Ronan with wolf-like eyes, and blood surged in his heart, as if he wanted to show some color to Ronan, a new city lord who didn't know what to do!
How could Ronan give him such a chance?
In front of this person, Ronan said word by word: "The reason why you dare to plunder the resources in the harbor city, and at the same time unite with other indigenous tribes in the mangrove forest to sell mountain products to the city at high prices, isn't it because you have Is it a good skill to pick special magic plants in the mangrove forest?"
"Let me tell you, since Ronan came to this harbor city, your good days of eating dog food are coming to an end!"
If it is said that the first half of the sentence provoked the bottom line of the Black Mountain tribe, then the second half of the sentence directly tore the bottom line...
Hearing Ronan's threatening words, the eyes of the leader of the Black Mountain tribe turned red, and the fierce light in his eyes was about to overflow at this moment. Anyhow, the city lord took a look and let him know that in this great land, only the noble mangrove natives are the masters.
But Ronan wouldn't give him such a chance.
Although most of these aborigines are elite fighters who are proficient in life in the tropical rainforest, they are first-class and powerful enemies against ordinary people, but to extraordinary people who are proficient in extraordinary skills, they are nothing more than monkeys with weapons.
Ronan saw it clearly early in the morning.
Among these Montenegrin tribesmen, there are only three extraordinary people, two of them are gold-level fighters, and the leader is the strongest middle-aged man, whose strength has reached the middle-level semi-holy level.
This kind of strength is indeed acceptable in the mangrove forest, but... not in the harbor city.
To be precise, it is not their turn to be presumptuous in today's Harbor City!
At the moment when he was about to draw his sword, Ronan's spell-casting action was one step ahead.
"Force Field Magic - Gravity Cage!"
The invisible fluctuation centered on Ronan and spread towards the surroundings. Like a ripple, it quickly spread to the entire pond, covering the entire square.
The people of the Black Mountain tribe were terrified, and originally wanted to take up weapons to teach these short-sighted imperial people a lesson, but the next moment, not only could they not even hold their weapons, but their bodies suddenly became as heavy as a thousand catties, as if The whole body was held by tens of thousands of hands protruding from the ground, and it was impossible to move even the slightest bit of strength.
It's just a mid-level semi-holy, and with Ronan's current high-level semi-god strength, it's not easy to catch!
The man from the Montenegrin tribe sensed the abnormality of his body, even if he was stupid, he knew that he had kicked the iron plate, but the pride from the bottom of his bones was the cause, and he still didn't want to bow his head. Instead, he stared at Luo. Nan, threatened with a dark tone: "All the tribes in the mangrove forest are one. If you treat our Heishan tribe like this, you will definitely be retaliated by Lord Shaman!"
According to incomplete statistics, there are no less than one hundred indigenous tribes, large and small, living in the giant mangrove forest behind the harbor city, with as few as a dozen or as many as several hundred. After all, they all lived the life of primitive people hunting and occasionally eating people, that is, the legendary cannibals!
Because of territory and food issues, not all tribes are friendly. When food is scarce, they will even attack each other and exterminate each other's tribes.
But there is an accident in everything, that is the sacrificial character named Shaman!
All the indigenous tribes enshrine the mysterious shaman, who is rumored to be neither male nor female, with a sinister mood. He is the spokesperson of all the mountain lords and has mastered the punishment methods of the gods!
He was thinking of such a way to threaten Ronan not to be ignorant of good and bad.
But Ronan didn't want to talk to this man at all, he just raised his hand and knocked him out, then ordered the guards to come over, tied him up, and took him into the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion.
Only then did Lexi come to his senses, and tremblingly walked to Ronan's side, and said cautiously: "The natives have a large number of picking and supply channels for magic plants. Are you a bit too hasty in dealing with them now?"
Ronan looked at the dark crowd behind him, and said slowly, "Erison is the Orison of Riding Winter, the home in the hearts of all Riding Winter citizens!"
"These natives are enjoying the benefits of the empire, but at the same time they don't abide by the rules of the empire. In my eyes, that is a mistake! It is absolutely impossible to forgive them!"
"Don't worry, my promise, Ronan, is valid. It is absolutely impossible to let these villains who do not conform to the rules destroy your hard-won life!"
"What I'm going to tell you is—"
"This is the territory of the Winter Empire, and no one can violate the laws and rules of the empire! If the natives dare to do this, they must be prepared to pay the price!"
(PS: It’s over, I’m going out for an interview! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. ah!)