The gluttonous dragon starts from the plane of hell

Chapter 117 Ye Daddy? !
In addition to the materials given by the eldest princess mother (???), what was sent to the Northern Territory this time was a document.

In the document it says...

[July 1200th, 7 of the Rui calendar. Specially approved the Earl of the Northland—Sebbelia Seth, to stay in Beigang City Prison to conduct inspections and arrange handling methods. 】

After that, there were many serious and rigorous statements and rules, and there were several seals below...

It's complicated to say, but the general idea is to allow Sebbelia to visit her father in prison at any time... It's that simple.

Like those sent materials, they are all used by bribers.

Whether it's money or materials, or even such documents, if such a Bercy would be grateful, then...you're right!

Dirty means!Worldly ideas!It's just...impossible to say no to.

【fragrant!It's so fragrant! 】

Seven Island Semu couldn't help feeling so emotional, her words proved her attitude towards the eldest princess at the moment: [I decided to make an exception and let the eldest princess become the second wife of Bersie!The future enjoys quite a high status! 】

Bercy: "..."

Completely speechless, Bercy lay lazily in the carriage, completely ignoring the meaning of Seven Island Semu.

And there are too many slots in one sentence, I don't know where to start.

However, the mage girl sitting opposite seemed very happy, and asked with great interest: "Then who is the real wife?"

The mage girl who said so poked Sebbelia's face next to her, and laughed in her astonishment: "Is it her?"

Sebbelia: "Eh... eh?!"

In this regard, Seven Island Semu immediately responded, and even used an inversion sentence——【Third sister, maybe. 】

Mage girl: "???"

"Eh... ehhh?!!"

This time, it was the mage girl who screamed.

"Ha ha."

Bercy rolled his eyes and sneered, completely unaware of what these guys were playing, he looked out through the window of the carriage...

His expression became serious again.

What to say?

The streets are quite desolate and terrifying.

……

"Guru Guru~"

Sebubelia's maid was driving the horse in front, and Da Zhuang was following as a bodyguard... The carriage was very bumpy.

Bercy could clearly feel the feeling of the wagon wheel driving over a hard object.

It's worth mentioning that Sebbelia's maid is very professional, driving everything is professional, and the reason for this situation...

Naturally, it is [unavoidable].

"Guru Guru~"

Bercy felt that the carriage began to jolt again, and the horses were obviously panicked, so they could only barely move forward under the comfort of the maid.

Helpless, he looked at the corpses displayed on the road, wondering if he should feel something as a traverser.

When the carriage was driving, it would naturally drive through the official road full of corpses, and it would also crush the corpses above them completely.

Before that, many corpses had already been disemboweled, and there were many living people barely moving around the road.

Of course, there were also some bloody wild dogs biting the corpses, and they must have been starved too.

Bercy considers himself a fairly conscientious person, but to be honest, the only thing he wants to say right now is...

"The last time I came to Beigang City, it didn't seem so miserable."

Bercy said simply, but the mage girl who was an aborigine was more or less clear: "These people are probably homeless because of the meltdown."

Bercy could also see this.

"I probably went to Mino City first, and found out that Mino City doesn't accept refugees, so I wandered around again... Apparently, Beigang City didn't accept them either."

Bercy couldn't understand what the mage girl said. In his impression, refugees shouldn't be treated like this.

[The eldest princess doesn't care? 】

Obviously, Seven Island Semu didn't quite understand either.

Regarding this, the mage girl shrugged her shoulders and said: "It is reasonable to take care of it, but maybe she is already struggling with other things now... It is the best of humanity to send the Royal Knight to notify the evacuation."

Is that so?All right……

However, something always feels wrong.

The hungry refugees who have lost their homes should be a terrible force. If they are dealt with by organizing relief, porridge, and work-for-work, they can also be used as labor force.

Population should be a precious resource...

"Well, although I have always felt that the honor of nobles should be upheld...protecting civilians is the duty of nobles and professionals."

Sebbelia said, but still smiled wryly: "But natural disasters like melting phenomena... Sure enough, everyone has nothing to do."

【Yeah, it’s just like the Great Famine and Great Flood. 】

"..."

Professionals... Well, I see.

Belhe thought of something, he listened to the conversations of several people in the carriage, and realized why this main road looked so hellish.

I also understand why refugees are so unpopular.

Between the existence of professionals and the existence of non-professionals, there is a terrible gap named "value".

This gully distinguishes the [human] who is qualified to be called [human] from the [beast] who is not qualified to be called [human].

It's just like the troublemakers in the magnetic world, it's a meaningless background board.

Bercy couldn't even refute his cognition, because even he... the current him, couldn't say anything to those refugees.

Humans limping along the road looked at the tried carriage with miserable and lifeless eyes...

But Bercy couldn't say [Come to my territory! ] Such words.

Even though the Northern Territory is a place where ordinary people can easily rely on training to become professionals, he still can't say such words, because it is really troublesome.

Other city managers must have similar thoughts.

Although the [demographic dividend] in this world still exists, it seems extremely worthless. This may be a chain reaction caused by too much personal power.

The value of a group and ten groups of civilians must be, the latter can build a city at ten times the speed.

But in front of a top powerhouse, the difference between blasting one city and blasting ten cities is obviously not that big...Of course this is an extreme assumption.

In other words, in this world...

Are mortals just [eggs] or existences that have the opportunity to lay [good eggs]?Just like the devil eggs in the hatching pool.

So why not just rule out all mortals?
Professionals can also have children, and the probability of children becoming professional will be higher under the influence of ears and eyes.

What factors determine whether mortals are worthwhile?
Bercy was thinking about this, and subconsciously looked at the mage girl... At this moment, the mage girl was holding her hands on her hips with a proud expression, talking to Sebbelia for some unknown reason.

When it comes to value, it really is a personal talent, right?The talent called "talent" by the aborigines...

And speaking of [talent], the most outrageous talent Bercy has ever seen since time travel...

In addition to my own, it must be the terrifying talent of the mage girl.

"Third sister, I'm thinking about something."

Bercy said, without the slightest thought of being tricky, and said, "Is talent something like heredity?"

【Huh?Wasn't it randomly drawn when the character was created? 】

Ignoring the shrewd Nanichishima Semu, she turned her head to look at the mage girl with a look of surprise on her face: "Brother, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

This is the point of the question, she really knows about it.

"In the kingdom, the research on [talent] has been going on for a long time, and all professors and colleges have their own research and rhetoric."

The mage girl said so, she recalled what she looked like, and said, "The results of the research show that luck is the majority."

[Sure enough, I still smoke...]

Unexpectedly, it really is... wrong to blame Seven Island Semu.

"However, there is also a saying that the talents and talents of parents will greatly affect the talents of children..."

Sebbelia said, and helped to add: "My father and I will be a good example...he is a warrior who specializes in ice and storms."

"And my talent is also related to it. I originally wanted to be a fighter, but my father said at that time..."

Sebubelia still remembers that day, his father, with the standard poker face of the Seth family, persuaded him very seriously: "Daughter, don't be a fighter, your elemental affinity has reached the standard, go to be a mage ...Soldiers are really too hard, you have to buy healing potions yourself, bastard."

Then Sebbelia enrolled as a mage.

"It can be inherited, and there is indeed such a saying."

The mage girl said, she pointed to herself: "However, I didn't realize what I said, because my father is just an ordinary down-and-out nobleman."

In other words, the ones without talent...

"What about your mother?"

[Brother, are you starting to investigate the family situation of the third sister? 】

"Shut up, Sem."

【Oh~】

Amidst the complaints of Bercy and Seven Island Semu, the mage girl recalled her mother's voice and smile: "I don't remember..."

"Not enough I guess and just normal people?"

The sorceress girl shook her head and talked about the past: "I asked my father, but he didn't say anything... I think my mother should be a maid in the family? That's why my father was kicked out of the house." .”

A reasonable guess...

But is it really okay for you to program your own father like this?Can his spirit in heaven really smile at Jiuquan?
Bercy couldn't help complaining like this.

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"..."

"Hmm... um? Mmm, Ah Choo!"

Wearing a mask, the man in a black robe sneezed. He sniffed and guessed irresponsibly: "My daughter misses me?"

"..."

"What's going on in your mind? Get off the boat, Mr. Meghan!"

"Falling Anaconda Forest, let's [a touch] come!"

"I'll just wait for you!"

"..."

Under the urging of his companions, the man also walked out of the cabin helplessly... On the suspended airship thousands of miles above the sky, he looked at the lush land.

"I'm coming."

With that said, David Megan follows the companions...

Jump down.

(End of this chapter)