Inside the tavern.
The town leader was eating hotpot and singing when he was suddenly disturbed by the commotion outside.
"What's going on?"
He quickly ran to the door to check the situation, only to find that the entire town had turned into a Shura Hell.
Outside the tavern lay a dozen headless corpses, dripping with blood.
The rugged-looking, one-eyed middle-aged man was instantly stunned.
"This... what on earth is going on?"
"Everything was fine just a moment ago, how did it suddenly become like this?"
"Oh? I didn't expect to have missed one."
Draco's indifferent voice rang out.
The voice made the middle-aged man shudder, and his tone began to tremble.
"Who... who are you?"
At this time, Sebas and Solution had already gone elsewhere to hunt down the remaining criminals, leaving Draco alone.
He walked slowly toward the middle-aged man, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.
"Who I am isn't important. Are you the boss here?"
"Yes... no, I'm not!"
"Oh? You're not? Then you can die."
"Wait... I am, I'm the leader here."
The one-eyed man hastily changed his tune.
"Then you should be the richest person here."
"I'm... doing alright."
The one-eyed man swallowed hard, not daring to hide anything further.
"I've been a bit short on cash lately. You wouldn't mind lending me some, would you?"
Under Draco's threat, the one-eyed man could only obediently hand over several hidden chests.
Inside the chests was the wealth he had amassed through years of killing and looting.
"It's all here, please don't kill me!"
The one-eyed man knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
The moment Draco opened a chest, a fierce glint flashed in the man's eyes.
He pulled a dagger from his robes and stabbed at Draco's neck with all his might.
"Hahaha, brat, die!"
Clang—!!
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
The dagger in the one-eyed man's hand shattered into pieces, while Draco remained unharmed.
Physical Immunity!
Immunity to all physical damage below Lv60.
"Impossible!"
The one-eyed man's eyes widened, and he growled unwillingly, "How can this be, I... Pfft—!"
An Air Blade swept across, and the one-eyed man was decapitated.
"Tsk tsk, why bother?"
Draco shook his head.
He wasn't a bloodthirsty person, but if necessary, he didn't mind killing a few people.
After a busy night, Draco had harvested a large amount of treasure.
The assets on the one-eyed man alone amounted to over 3,000 gold coins.
Clearly, it was all ill-gotten gains; Draco was essentially acting on behalf of heaven.
All in all, he obtained a total of 5,000 gold coins.
And a population of nearly 3,000 people.
At this moment, these people were gathered in the square in front of the tavern.
Looking at the one-eyed man lying in a pool of blood and the headless corpses, everyone cringed in fear.
They didn't know what kind of fate awaited them.
But even if it was worse, it would just be like before.
Most of these people were slaves covered in bruises.
The original rulers of the town had all been knocked unconscious and tied up by Sebas.
Solution stood behind Draco, licking her lips as if still reminiscing about the wonderful night before.
But Draco didn't see Sebas anywhere.
"Solution, where did Sebas go?"
"He said there was a human with mobility issues, and Lord Sebas went to fetch them."
Just as she finished speaking, Sebas walked over from the distance.
In his arms, he held a young girl soaked in blood.
Blood was still dripping onto the ground as he walked.
"Sebas, what is this?"
"My Lord, this young girl is a human female I rescued, but her injuries are too severe."
Sebas explained.
If anyone else from Nazarick had encountered this, they definitely wouldn't have wasted time on this person.
Only someone like Sebas, with a strong sense of justice, would be willing to perform such an act of kindness.
Draco wasn't particularly averse to this.
As long as it wasn't an action detrimental to his own people, he wouldn't interfere.
Under Draco's healing spell, the girl's wounds began to recover rapidly.
For convenience, he directly cast two large-area Holy Healing spells.
Healing the slaves' injuries as well.
"Thank you, My Lord!"
The slaves knelt on the ground one after another to express their gratitude to Draco.
"Listen up, everyone. You are still slaves."
"If you want to escape your current status, prove your worth."
"Handicrafts, construction, cooking, management..."
"Even if you have a single skill, or even if you want to become a warrior who kills enemies on the battlefield."
"As long as you think you're useful, you can come and sign up."
"Otherwise, you'll just have to farm."
Draco's words made the lifeless town bubble with excitement.
The despair on everyone's faces vanished, replaced by high spirits.
They wanted to change their destinies.
Today was the opportunity.
Sebas and Solution began to take charge of selecting talent.
Once twenty people were gathered, Draco would use Spatial Transfer to bring them to the city on the plains.
All of a sudden, the originally empty city became lively.
They were mostly Demi-humans and members of the Long-eared Race, with a small number being humans.
Among them, over 600 people had some skills or crafts.
Of the remaining people, about 800 chose to become warriors.
There were even quite a few women.
Most were people who had been humiliated and then determined to become stronger.
As for the rest, those who were good-looking were also kept.
Don't get the wrong idea.
It would be quite good to have them work as waitresses, greeters, or cleaners in the city.
Ultimately, 1,500 people were brought back to live in the city, and over a hundred thugs were taken to the mines to dig for ore.
Draco had Sebas lead the remaining 1,500 people toward Milim's territory.
Their assignment from now on was to farm.
Although it was tiring, they would have no worries about food or clothing.
Due to Draco's frequent use of "Spatial Transfer," he directly obtained the "Spatial Manipulation" skill.
All spatial-type skills received a significant boost.
He was fully capable of teleporting a hundred people at once, or even more.
It was just that the mana consumption varied depending on the number of people and the distance.
Draco handed the people he brought over to Albedo for overall management.
He then sought out Demiurge and Milim.
It was time to head to the Dragons Capital to handle the matter of "borrowing" the territory.
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