After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 183: Dual nationality

Chief Elsie took his new police department and took the more than three thousand prisoners of war to the back of the mountain where the ravine is.

According to Robb, prisoner-of-war concentration camps must be built far away from ordinary residential areas so as not to hurt ordinary residents when they break out of prison.

As a result, Chief Elsie took the prisoners of war to a gully farther than the amethyst mining area, which used to be the settlement of Goblin and ogres, but since Westwind Town vigorously raised spiders, the Goblin and ogres here feel what is called "the power of capital", and can only move sadly, away from town.

At present, there are only creatures with little intelligence.

Therefore, this place has become suitable for human survival.

The prisoners of war were forced by the group of ferocious police officers to cut down trees, level the ground, and build themselves a prison. Before the prison was complete, they had no place to live, so they had to clean up the caves where several goblins and ogres used to live as their own temporary accommodations.

The three hundred guards, with the blessing of the king were extremely effective. After an ordinary Paladin hanged Motra, the prisoners of war no longer dared to have a trace of resistance. Even their own general could not beat the little police.

They should just relax and wait for the main force to save them.

However, there are always some people in the world who are restless. That night, more than a dozen prisoners of war tried to escape. They tried to climb out of the ravine along the stream there. A famous priest lit up the ravine with holy light and caught them red-handed.

Then, with the blessing of the king, the priest, dressed in heavy armor and holding a staff in his hand, rushed over and beat them black and blue.

The next morning, Chief Elsie came to Robb's house and borrowed three "manual ceiling fans."

Before, Robb had only one magic container and was reluctant to give it to others, so he specially made three ceiling fans that used manpower to shake and rotate.

The three ceiling fans were taken to the prison, and a dozen prisoners of war who tried to escape were hung up one by one. The Paladin, with the blessing of the king, rotated it vigorously, and the ceiling fan followed crazily. No one knew exactly how many rotations occurred.

Since then only a few people have dared to escape.

After the prisoners of war accepted their fate and reformed through labor, they found that the food provided to them in this place was really good. The potatoes made them full, and they ate as much as they wanted.

It was also surprising that they sprinkled pepper in a stew to remove the strange tastes, and every few days, they were provided with sweet brown bread. It is said that sugar is added to the bread, which will be sold at a sky-high price if it is sold on Bright Road!

Such a good thing can be eaten by prisoners of war.

The soldiers from these desert kingdoms, who grew up in the desert, have never eaten anything good. After all, they could only be thankful to eat there, and they dare not pay attention to whether it is delicious or not. Unexpectedly, being a prisoner of war here get you food better than in the kingdom. Even sugar can be eaten here. This is crazy.

In this way, the state of mind of the prisoners of war was completely stabilized.

They calmly reformed through labor.

Of course, these are all in the future, so let's turn our attention back to the battle that just occurred.

As soon as Chief Elsie took the prisoners of war to the back of the mountain, the group of fugitive nobles gathered around. These nobles were all small nobles, and the one with the highest rank was a baron. And some of the nobles even lost their titles, belonging to fallen families.

Among them, the highest status and the richest is the wind magician, Baron Nuolun, who belonged to the Wind Knights before.

So, of course, Baron Nuolun was promoted to be their representative.

Before the war, Baron Nuolun was still thinking about running away, but as soon as the battle was over, he had already sent a slave to buy a villa in Wangjiang District.

He straightened up the brand-new silk robe he had just bought from Robb, walked up to Robb like an elegant gentleman, adopted a standard noble etiquette, and said with a smile, "Godfather, that battle was an eye-opener."

Robb smiled and said, "what do you think? Werent you going to run away?"

This remark made Baron Nuolun blush. [Look at you, father, why did you open that pot. Don't you know that you'll have no friends if you talk like this?] He complained like this in his heart but dared not on the surface. "Of course I'm not going to run," he said with a smile. "I feel that the environment of Westwind Town is elegant."

"Everywhere is a mine," Robb said. "it's not elegant!"

Baron Nuolun, Ai! The climate is pleasant.

It just snowed heavily. Robb interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense. What do you have to say?"

Baron Nuolun had to say, "in short, I think this is a good place to settle down, and so do the friends behind me. We are going to live here in the future, but Wed like to ask you something."

Robb smiled and said, "you ask."

Baron Nuolun said, "although we intend to live here, we do not want to lose our noble status and status in the Kingdom of Gran..."

"I see." Robb laughed as soon as he heard this. The group had seen that Westwind Town did not belong to West Gran but was an independent dominion. They were afraid that settling here would make them lose the nationality of the Kingdom of Gran. After all, the Kingdom of Gran is a big kingdom. No matter how comfortable it is, Westwind Town is only a small dominion. You can't lose a watermelon and pick up a sesame seed.

They don't say it clearly, but they actually want dual nationality.

This is the difference between ordinary civilians and nobles.

In any case, the civilians have nothing, moving from one place to another, as long as they have one head, one mouth, two ears, and two legs. However, there are too many things that the nobles cannot take away.

Robb said with a smile, Approved! I can agree to your request and allow you to maintain your identity and status from the Kingdom of Gran, and as long as you buy a house in Westwind Town, I will also give you citizenship in Westwind Town. Hehe Im so talkative. As long as it can pull my Westwind Towns GDP, the policies here can be more flexible. "

No one understood what GDP was, but Baron Nuolun was overjoyed when he understood Robb's promise of dual nationality, and there was nothing for him to doubt anymore.

"Wait!" Robb said with a smile, "I said yes, but her Majesty the Queen of West Gran did not necessarily promise you the same, so you have to ask for her opinion."