Hello, Adventurers

Humans are always valuable.

For a small village, people are the best source of labor and an indispensable resource for its survival.

For towns, people are the most basic resource; without people, there can be no prosperous towns.

For Warlock and necromancers, humans are an even more wonderful raw material. When faced with accusations from animal rights activists that they use animal skin to make props, the existence of humans allows them to proudly declare: We use human skin!

Then, they readily incorporated the animal rights activists who had offended them into the book cover as well.

However, sometimes, having too many people can also be a problem.

Take, for example, the problems that Lan Le is facing now.

"These guys seem like a complete social destabilizing force."

Lan Le rarely sat properly behind his desk, sighed. The officials around him paced back and forth in the mansion with anxious expressions. Some were holding various documents, some were shouting into the communication device, and some were collapsing in despair over the complicated affairs.

If you didn't know this was a prince's residence, you might mistake it for an office for some office workers just by looking at it.

The entire upper echelons of Black Rock City were in motion because of what happened yesterday—a large number of adventurers from the Arnor Kingdom arrived in the Warrior Country!

Lan Le and Earl Gerhard were utterly overwhelmed by these uninvited guests.

Yesterday, the adventurers made their debut and gave the "uneducated country bumpkins" of Black Rock City a profound, Sion-style adventurer shock with their "colorful" and quirky characteristics.

It's no exaggeration to say that if these adventurers had intended to unite, they would have been able to raze Black Rock City to the ground in just one night. The city's defenses would have been completely overwhelmed in a short time.

Last night's situation was indeed quite dangerous. Not only adventurers, but also all sorts of strange and exotic beasts that I couldn't name came out. The atmosphere was extremely tense.

The guards of Black Rock City were all on edge, like powder kegs ready to explode at any moment. After all, the people on the other side were adventurers who had just come from a country that was at war not long ago. It was hard to say whether there might be terrorists hiding there who would suddenly jump out and launch an attack.

The adventurers reacted in various ways. Some with low moral character rushed into the defensive circle formed by the guards, but most were more well-behaved, simply curiously observing the scenery of Black Rock City, wondering if the moon in this foreign land was round or not, and smelling if the air was sweet.

However, for the guards who were already on edge, their curious and admiring behavior seemed quite dangerous.

If not handled properly, it could turn into a full-blown riot.

Fortunately, the situation was eventually brought under control.

At that time, Lan Le made a tough decision and adopted a lenient attitude towards the adventurers. Even if there might be spies or other ill-intentioned people mixed in, he would never use high-pressure methods to provoke the already chaotic situation at this moment. However, leniency did not mean indulgence. The inn and a number of buildings that had not yet been occupied by merchants built nearby under the supervision of the Golden Lion Merchant Guild in Te Pi became the temporary place for the adventurers to stay. Lan Le set out a range for them, and they were not allowed to leave the designated range unless there were special circumstances.

As for how long this house arrest will last, it will at least have to wait until the guards here verify the adventurers' identities one by one to ensure they are harmless before they can be released. For adventurers, who are legal street urchins who can fight and take responsibility, the policies of various countries are relatively lenient.

This is bad news for the Black Rock City staff who issue event passes; they'll have to work overtime because of the constant stream of adventurers.

However, even a policy of house arrest, which was a considerable concession for the Black Rock City administrators, still caused dissatisfaction among some adventurers, and the situation at the time tended to escalate into a violent conflict.

Fortunately, someone stepped forward at that time, and Lan Le still remembers their names to this day.

It was the adventurers themselves who comforted them.

"The adventurer named Leon Basque stepped forward to appease the group of adventurers. I thought he would fail, but he actually succeeded," Lan Le wrote on the envelope on his desk. "He seems to have a high reputation among adventurers, and most of them are willing to listen to him."

"But why does his surname feel so familiar? It's like I've heard it somewhere before."

"To my surprise, the Skyrim Strategy Team seems to have an influence no less than Leon's. Under Lu Lu Wo's reassurance, the few adventurers who did not listen to Leon have also settled down. I seem to have underestimated them. They are people worth befriending."

"There was a magician named Luo Jieer— should I call him a magician or a beast tamer?—who held a high position among the beast tamers who commanded creatures never seen before. It was thanks to his help that those creatures, which looked quite extraordinary, were finally calmed down."

"In addition, someone reported that professors from the Magic Association and Gold-Rank Adventurer were spotted in those crowds, which is quite noteworthy."

"We're both adventurers, so why do it feel like the adventurers from our country and the adventurers from the Arnor Kingdom are practically different species? Teacher, do you know why?"

"And what surprised me the most was that my younger brother, the third prince of this country, Te Mude the Flame Sword, and the members of the mission sent by my grandfather were also among that group of people."

"Although my relationship with Te Mude wasn't particularly good, thanks to his presence, the guards' emotions were calmed down, and a conflict was avoided. My influence in the army is indeed not as great as his."

"Given that he returned to Black Rock City specifically to prevent conflict, I've been reluctantly refraining from arguing with him these past few days."

"That's all for now. Please take care of yourself, teacher. I will write to you again if anything unusual happens in the Zane Dungeon."

After putting away the letter he had written to Yuenka, Lan Le pondered how to deal with these adventurers from out of town.

A one-size-fits-all approach of sending everyone back at once is absolutely impossible, but too much leniency is also unacceptable; a compromise must be found.

There will definitely be many obstacles and troubles, but risk also means opportunity.

He wanted to make good use of these suddenly appearing adventurers to achieve something and show his talents to his father.

Make it clear to Bontou that he, Lan Le, is the most suitable person to become the next King! He is definitely superior to Te Mude!

Think about it, Lan Le, use your brilliant mind to figure out what to do!

"Your Highness, Prince Te Mude is waiting for you outside."

Just then, the guard's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts, which were otherwise unrelated.

"You came to find me so quickly?"

Lan Le stood up. He didn't have any ideas to begin with, so he decided to try to change his mood.

After straightening his magnificent attire, he stood tall with his chest out, hands behind his back, and eyes lowered, walking out of the study with the complete air of a Great One.

Although he promised not to argue with his "good younger brother" these days, he absolutely could not lose in terms of momentum.

His younger brother, Te Mude, had a high reputation in the army and was also quite skilled in combat. His muscles were like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment. Every time Lan Le was with him, he felt immense pressure, so he had been consciously training his ability to withstand pressure.

In order to fight against Te Mude's supporters, he chose to join the supporters of the Warrior Reform in exchange for enough power to oppose Te Mude.

Meeting Te Mude in Black Rock City under such unsettling circumstances, even if Lan Le didn't say it aloud, made him somewhat nervous.

He remembered that Te Mude was tall and handsome, with broad shoulders and strong arms, the kind of ruggedly good-looking guy whose hormones could attract a bunch of girls just by fanning himself.

"My dear brother, you..."

Lan Le had just finished preparing his words when the guard pushed open the door.

A chubby, white head with dark eyes and a rather large size suddenly entered Lan Le's field of vision.

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Lan Le's smile froze on his face.

He couldn't utter any more lines; even the evening breeze fell silent.

"What the hell!"

He suddenly jumped back a large step, startled by the Platinum Child's alien-like appearance, his expression contorted.

I almost suffered cardiac arrest!

"Haha, this is a little trinket that Princess Serena gave me. Isn't it pretty?"

Lan Le familiar voice came from beneath the Platinum Child hood, causing his mind to freeze for a second, because the voice shouldn't match the hood at all.

"Te, Te Mude?"

He pointed at the bizarre creature opposite him, his tone filled with disbelief, his expression even more distorted, as if he had swallowed a huge mouthful of a Switch cartridge.

"Yes, it's me, my dear brother."

The "Platinum Child" let out a hearty laugh and said:

"I've crawled back from hell."