The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1693 - 476: The Demon King’s Scheme (Part 4)

This is actually human thinking, Sak Jifeng never had this idea.

If it weren't for Lord Demon King pointing at those Lizardmen and saying they were his kin, he wouldn't have admitted that those guys rolling in the mud were his kind at all.

The key is, they can't even fly?!

They look somewhat like Sand Ridge, Armored Dragon, and Tide Clan, but certainly not Wind Roar Clan!

"Prince Edward," Sak pointed to the swamp with a sincere tone, "after coming to Thunder County, I was surprised to find that our kin actually live here. A wise gentleman told me they... uh, are a Lizardman tribe that got separated from us during migration a thousand years ago."

"Mr. Sak," Edward coughed, "I don't know who you heard this from, but I want to say their stories... have many complex reasons that can't be explained briefly. I hope this doesn't affect our friendship."

"I understand, Your Majesty, I have no intention of letting this affect our friendship, but their current predicament truly pains me as a Dragon God's people."

Seeing Edward appear somewhat ashamed, Sak, though surprised, seized the opportunity and continued speaking while suppressing discomfort.

"They have forgotten the glory of their ancestors, lost the flame of civilization, and struggle to survive like beasts in the swamp. As a member of the Gutaf United Kingdom, I can't sit by and watch my... kindred fall so low, we want to do something!"

"Therefore, I implore Your Majesty to allow us to establish a temporary settlement on that land, to rescue those poor Dragon God's people, guide and educate them, and help them regain civilization."

Edward's expression moved slightly.

Is this the foundation of an ancient kingdom for a thousand years?

Just because they saw children living hard abroad, they can't help but want to extend a helping hand, regardless of the color of their scales.

In contrast, the priests from the Holy City should be ashamed, for they don't address Chaos issues but wield the slaughter knife against the Ryan people of the same blood.

Having just reached an agreement with this ancient kingdom ruling over a seven million-square-kilometer market—huh, an ancient kingdom—he held a sacred view of this Lizardman nation.

But with all due respect, he wasn't overwhelmed by great interests, and asked with apparent interest, yet calmly.

"Your intentions are admirable, but... what about after that? Even if you help them leave the swamp, they will find it hard to live decently in Thunder City. I mean, will you take them back?"

"Of course," Sak nodded without hesitation, "Dragon God's people should live on the land where the Dragon God descended, they will return to the land of their ancestors."

And at that moment, he changed his tone, showing a hint of proper disdain on his face... or rather, this is his truest self at heart.

The previous was an act, and now it's a genuine performance.

"However, although we will take them back, we can't take them back directly."

"Oh?" Edward raised an eyebrow, "Why is that?"

"Because they're too dirty," Sak sighed, shaking his head, speaking as if hating the iron for not becoming steel, "they don't bathe, don't use utensils, and even their accent has turned into your form. Excuse my frankness, but their existence is simply a desecration of the Dragon God Gutaf! We must correct them first, make them into decent Lizardmen, and then they can board the ship home."

Decent... uh, Lizardmen?

Edward tried hard to imagine that picture in his mind but found it humorous regardless, and could only look at the seemingly decent fellow before him with a peculiar expression.

If hanging lots of gold jewelry on oneself is considered decent, well, the cost of being decent is really high...

Edward pondered for a long time, tapping the armrest of the chair lightly with his index finger, and after a moment, asked.

"Then, the cost of establishing this... 'special zone'? Making so many Lizardmen decent would cost quite a bit."

"It will be entirely borne by the Gutaf United Kingdom!" Sak immediately said, giving the naturally rightful yet heart-throbbing response.

The Gutaf Kingdom will foot the bill!

At the moment he heard this, the last trace of doubt in Edward's heart vanished, and he showed a friendly and generous smile.

"Then there's no problem, Mr. Sak. Your compassion for your fellow countrymen is moving! On behalf of the Campbell Duchy, I agree to your request! Since you're willing to solve this historical issue for us, I'll entrust the management of that swamp to you! Build that... Lizardman settlement!"

Although nominally the land "south of Rapids Pass to the westernmost side of the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range" belongs to the Campbell family, no Duke Campbell has actually ruled there.

There's no arable land or pasture, nothing but mud and bugs; even those nobles currently busy grabbing land aren't interested in it.

Using an unwanted wasteland to do a favor, not only can it strengthen friendship with the "Gutaf United Kingdom," but may also turn waste into treasure.

Anyway, those bugs soaking in the mud hole are just soaking, causing security issues every so often, so why not have someone manage them!

Seeing Duke Edward smiling, Sak quietly breathed a sigh of relief, while also putting on a grateful expression.

Indeed, everything was as Lord Demon King anticipated, Duke Edward agreed to his conditions without hesitation.

Now, there's only one thing left in his mind to worry about.

The tribes of the Gana Continent are already rich and diverse, hopefully, Lord Demon King won't actually take these beggars to the Dragon God's homeland...