162 Chapter 159 Collecting People (2/2)
”h.e.l.lo, Ralph,” said Joseph stepping up to him and healing him with a touch.
”My king?” whispered the weasel-kin, no longer s.h.i.+vering in shock. ”But I only just sent my message a moment ago…”
”Why are you chained up here, Ralph?” asked Joseph, looking around in the dim room.
Stella, stepped carefully around small piles of suspicious lumps and peeked out the door. The hallway was similarly dim and disgusting.
”I've killed people, your majesty.”
”Why?”
”Because they got away with their crimes.” The weasel's voice was getting stronger, but he still whispered.
”What crimes?”
”Murder, smuggling, slavery, ****, one sick witch that liked to torture people for fun…this is her sister's estate. The husband is probably out banging some new slaves…probably more little bunnies…”
”Are you certain of their crimes?” asked Joseph, obviously keeping his voice neutral. Stella was impressed that he could keep his hatred for such people so well hidden.
”Of course! Do you know how hard it is to sneak into a n.o.ble estate and kill one of them, especially here in the human lands?” He glanced at them, then quickly added, ”well, besides your majesty. I would never have gone to the effort without being certain of their guilt, your majesty. They just arrange for someone else to pay for the charges if they can't get them dismissed. As long as it's our people, the church and the human n.o.bles don't care. It's all just politics.”
He spat the last word in disgust, and Joseph nodded.
”You are mine now.”
Before she could blink, the three of them were on a tower of the castle. The mid-morning light was s.h.i.+ning down on them as people streamed towards the castle from all around.
The weasel sagged to a ball as his legs gave and his arms fell to the ground when he was unable to control the muscles in them. Joseph cast his magic, and he was healed, complete with new hair again. The weasel looked sleek and healthy once again. He could only blink in surprise.
”You are only to kill those I order from now on. I will ensure their guilt, but I believe you will be useful to me.”
”Your majesty?” asked the weasel, his voice confused.
”I don't tolerate several crimes, and if it become more convenient to silence a person than to publicly condemn them, that's when you will be used. It's often more traumatizing for victims of **** to be forced to publicly condemn their rapist. Murderers are normally fine to execute publicly, but I am sure there will be plenty of opportunities for your services.”
Ralph went to a knee, and bowed his head. ”I swear my life to you, my king.”
”Good. Rest for now. I have plenty to do in preparation for moving this mountain.”
Stella watched the weasel swallow and nod, before moving towards the stairs.
”How do you intend to move this mountain?” she asked him, glancing down again at the people moving frantically, like ants far below them.
”I have a spell prepared for it, but there are still a lot of people to fetch. It's going to be a busy three days…”
”Then let's get started,” she said, with a smile. Maybe she would have to kill a few people while they were out. She had a feeling there was a human man about to die in the very near future.
”One moment,” he said, getting a far away look in his softly glowing eyes, that meant he was talking to Joe, or the system.
x.x.xxX
(JOSEPH.)
'Yes?'
(YOUR RACIAL TRAITS ARE NOT SET YET.)
'Which means?'
(IT MEANS THAT THERE IS NO CLa.s.sIFICATION FOR THE WIZAR AS A RACE OR SPECIES. WE CAN MAKE IT UP OURSELVES. THEN ANYONE WHO WISHES TO CHANGE INTO YOUR NEW RACE WILL HAVE THE CHANCE TO, WHEN YOU DECLARE IT.)
(I WOULD WAIT UNTIL YOU GET THESE PEOPLE SETTLED IN YOUR REALM FIRST.)
(HERE IS THE LIST OF OPTIONS.)
(ONLY THINGS YOU POSSESS CAN BE DECLARED RACIAL ABILITIES. THE LIMIT OF TOTAL POINTS I CAN SET FOR THE RACE IS 100. THAT'S THE BEST I CAN DO. AND I WOULDN'T DO THAT MUCH FOR ANY OF MY OTHER HOSTS, SO BE GRATEFUL.)
'Why go so far for me, system?'
(YOU ARE THE ONLY HOST I HAVE, THAT HAS ALSO BEEN BLESSED BY G.o.dS.)
(MY UNDERSTANDING OF DIVINITY INCREASES ALL THE TIME, AND YOU CONSTANTLY GENERATE FEAR, AWE, AND HOPE FROM YOUR SUBJECTS. FROM THIS REALM, YOU HAVE JUMPED TO MY LARGEST SINGLE SOURCE OF DIVINITY. YOU AND STELLA COMBINED, DON'T REALLY USE THAT MANY RESOURCES COMPARED TO MOST. BECAUSE YOU INSIST ON DOING EVERYTHING YOURSELF, AND STELLA HAS USED DOZENS OF FEY TECHNIQUES, OR YOUR MAGIC SPELLS, TO ACQUIRE ABILITIES, I HAVEN'T NEEDED TO USE MY RESOURCES.)
'Alright. Let me think about race stats as I keep working.'
”Time to go, Stella,” he said looking at her. The gleam in her ruby red eyes told him she was ready. It's an extremely busy three days, gathering all the scattered people.
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