Chapter 387: The Two Kings Form an Alliance

The name of witches is not as good as that of prostitutes.

Prostitutes are of low status, but human society needs this industry after all, so they have always been there, and it is considered a very ancient profession.

Once a witch is exposed, there is no room for negotiation, and she must be burned to death. Even prostitutes as lowly as prostitutes will not speak for them.

Now let Shasta sympathize with prostitutes? It's a bit difficult to ask.

In Roman's view, everyone in this era is persecuting each other.

He has no interest in prostitutes, but he knows the tragic fate of the latter.

In the Middle Ages, nominally speaking, men were considered adults at the age of 15, while women only needed to be 13.

Having said that, people of this age are far from being able to shoulder the burden of the family, and the marriage age in the folk will be postponed for a few years.

But in that cage, Roman saw child prostitutes, some girls under the age of 13.

This is a phenomenon that he hates!

Roman attaches great importance to minors, and education should start from childhood. He tries to brainwash every sapling that has not grown up yet, so that they can become towering trees.

But his influence was limited, and many things still happened everywhere.

Roman said: "This land eats people."

Shasta said: "It is used to it, you are too surprised."

"But its efficiency in eating people is too slow, so slavery must be overthrown! It is too backward and should be replaced by a more sophisticated way."

She often saw the arrogance on her master's face, and he looked down on all the existing rules and orders, as if they were vulnerable.

"What is the more sophisticated way you are talking about?"

"Cancel their slave status, because the slaves don't want to receive customers-if the slaves can only receive five customers a day, tell her that the money from the sixth customer belongs to her, and as long as the money is enough, she can redeem herself..."

Shasta listened carefully, but didn't understand, but she said with a thoughtful expression.

"Your Highness, if you tell this method to the merchants just now, they will definitely be very happy."

"They have gone to hell."

"I mean before they died."

Roman clenched his fists and made a fierce statement. "If they dare to do this in their lifetime! Then their death penalty will not be beheading, but slow slicing!"

Shasta pursed her lips, not knowing how to speak to satisfy Roman. She was actually a little slow, not good at observing people's expressions, and not good at pleasing others.

Every time she communicated with Roman, she felt frustrated.

'It's terrible, destroy it.' The Nightmare Witch said secretly.

Roman looked at her and said, "Shasta, whether it's backward or advanced, I want to destroy the industry itself. In the land I rule, I don't allow prostitutes to exist. I will never allow it!"

He understood this sentence. Shasta tilted her head slightly and looked away. Couldn't you have said this earlier?

Roman saw that Shasta didn't speak, and he didn't care. Shasta and he actually had no common language, and they were not as good as Tashina.

To some extent, Shasta was also her sex slave.

Roman seemed to respect them, but he didn't respect them that much.

Because they couldn't refuse him, just like slaves couldn't refuse their masters. They were his guests. Even if Roman asked them to kneel down and act like dogs, they would bark twice. It's just that the witches' living conditions are very good, so they don't seem so miserable.

Apart from anything else, if witches had a choice, how could they listen to his orders?

Roman never believed in humans, and the same was true for witches.

He didn't talk about feelings with others, only about interests.

Compared with all the forces in the outside world, they were the only ones in the same group.

All they could do was follow him - to go to Olive and see everyone outside.

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It was rainy and humid.

Roman returned to the Castle of Plenty with difficulty. The horse's hooves, knees and buttocks were all covered with mud.

These days are not a good time to travel.

Roman was wet all over, but not soaked. The clothes inside were tightly attached to his skin, as if water could be wrung out. He felt terrible and it was very difficult to do anything.

He first took a hot bath and changed into dry and clean clothes, and then he felt free from the humid world.

Gweil was also in the castle. She would live here during this period and had things to do.

But Roman had to inspect the progress of the Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Residents, so he didn't have much time to spend with her.

At dinner time. A large bowl of seasonal vegetable salad, mushroom stewed hen, bacon and duck soup, and fried pork chops.

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Although there were not many dishes, they were full of portions and were all served in large bowls.

Tashina and Enya gradually got used to the dishes of the City of Plenty.

Although these dishes did not have any aristocratic flavor, they were really delicious and rich in flavor!

Roman scooped a spoonful of mushrooms and chicken and gently placed it in Gweil's bowl. He turned and said, "Your Highness, Marshal Enya, we won this battle, but this is just the beginning. You will have to stay here for a long time."

Roman had to admit that without the help of Princess White Steel and Oak, he did not win this battle so smoothly.

"Lord Roman, don't worry. We won't leave until they retreat." Enya said vaguely. He gently bit the fried pork chop with his teeth. This dish tasted amazing. It was the most tender tenderloin, wrapped in batter and fried, and there was no fishy smell at all.

Millie was also serving Tashina a meal. Extraordinary knights are all big eaters, and they can eat three to five pounds of meat in one meal.

Bai Ganggong moved elegantly and ate quickly. She said: "You have to worry about more than just the Black Castle next. I got the news today that the Pirate King Alex has formed an alliance with the King of Iceland to form a dragon front. Soon A big move will be made.”

Princess Baigang had better information than him, the two kings formed an alliance, and something far-reaching happened.

In the past, the pirates had to retreat to the north due to pressure from the Holy See Knights. Now, they have the capital to attack.

Roman thought for a moment. "Your Highness, what do you think the pirates will do next?"

"Maybe I will find an alliance with you." Tahina said calmly. "In the entire Black Iron Land, you and Alex are the only ones still fighting against the world of gods. But the pirate power is much stronger than you. There are tens of thousands of pirates on the northern front alone. They are all outlaws. The mercenaries are more powerful. And the dragons are a far greater threat to the army than the pirates. No levy army can deal with the dragons. Those mortals will only resent their parents for giving them two legs when they see the giants in the sky. "

"But my army is not a levy army." Roman said with a heavy heart.

His army can fight against the Dragon Clan, but the sacrifice would be too great.

At least one dragon can replace him with 600 professional soldiers!

The Dragon Clan is rare in number, but its soldiers are not brought by strong winds. Each professional soldier must go through at least two years of training, and it is too difficult to find sources of soldiers.

The pirates came to him to form an alliance, but Roman never regarded the alliance partners as one of his own, only as potential enemies.

The reason why the two sides formed an alliance was that the world of gods put too much pressure on them, and they had to join forces to keep warm.

Not to mention future pirates, even Tashina and Enya are like this now.

There is no doubt about this.

Assuming that they join forces to kill the world of gods, the targets of future attacks will be each other - at the worst, when the pressure is reduced and interests conflict, the seemingly stable allies are very likely to fight among themselves.

Therefore, Roman regarded the whole world as his imaginary enemy from the beginning!

Everything will be successful if it is foreseen, and it will be ruined if it is not prepared.

Need to make follow-up plans...

Gotta do some backup!