Chapter 650: Chapter 478, Controlling the Beast Swarm (Adding more for Alliance Hierarch Xiaobu, who has been owed for several months.)_2
They even seemed a little uncomfortable.
They were carefully trailing behind Anjia.
When they saw bandits kneeling down not far away.
Their faces instantly changed, showing panic, they prepared to flee back to their dungeon.
The brutality of the bandits had clearly left them psychologically scarred.
Anjia and the soldiers, after several reassurances.
The women and children finally calmed down, and began to line up for porridge and food.
After getting their food, they just found a place to squat down, disregarding the dirt on their hands, and started to gulp down the porridge.
They seemed to be starved half to death.
Anjia walked over, “There are 242 women, all fairly young, and 75 children aged between three to ten years old. All these people were captured from different regions by the bandits, and not yet sold.”
In this world, most people would start families at the age of twelve or thirteen.
So, they matured early as well.
“Why are there only women and children, where are the men?” Fang Hao curiously asked.
“Apparently, the men who were unwilling to join the bandits were either killed or sold off as laborers. None of them were kept here.” Anjia explained.
In fact, compared to women and children.
Men were incarcerated for a longer time and there were certain risks involved.
The bandits probably feared trouble, so they sold off the men as quickly as possible.
“Hmm,” Fang Hao nodded to show his understanding.
“What do you plan to do with these people?” Anjia asked further.
Actually, this was also a vexing issue for Fang Hao.
These people were women and children, incapable of following his troops on a long journey.
“If we can’t, we will let Ma Hong carry these people to his territory, there will always be a way to deal with it.” Fang Hao suggested.
“That’s a good idea, it would be busier and livier if we bring them back to our place.” Anjia glanced at the crowd, who were wolfing down their food.
“Ordinary people won’t be able to handle the situation over there.” Fang Hao outrightly rejected this idea.
Having necromantic beings everywhere was not something ordinary people could accept.
When Anjia first arrived in the city, she was unnerved.
Several rabbit maids even fainted out of fear, not to mention these ordinary people.
Looking around, the people who had gone out, had eaten roughly enough.
Fang Hao knew it was also time for him to take the stage.
Hopefully these people, once they are settled, could bolster his Power of Faith.
Fang Hao walked to the front of the people and stood on a chair.
Seeing that the crowd was still a bit unruly, he signaled to Anjia at his side.
The latter looked back, eyes blinking, full of question marks.
With no other choice, Fang Hao softly spoke to Spencer on his side, “Make them quiet.”
Spencer nodded and yelled, “Everyone stay quiet! Our great lord, who defeated the Life-taker bandits and saved you all, Master Fang Hao, has something to say! Be quiet!”
His voice was so loud that it immediately drowned out all the noise.
The crowd immediately fell silent and their gaze focused unanimously on the young man standing on the chair.
“Ahem! Let me introduce myself, my name is Fang Hao. I come from Zeus city, north of Lyss city. I heard that there was a band of bandits here, pillaging villages, murdering innocent people, and seeing decent villagers as mere goods for sale…
Upon such references, whimpers suddenly come from below.
Tears streamed down one face after another, everyone bowing their heads.
The women who had been kept until now were all young in age.
Talking about the bandits’ deeds, they began to sob.
Seeing that everyone was a bit saddened, Fang Hao continued, “Now, you are safe and free. I can give you a choice. If you have relatives or villages left, I will give you some food to return home. If you really have no one left, you can to my territory. There are no bandits there and you can live normally.”
Everyone looked at Fang Hao, not uttering a word.
After a long silence, a girl stepped forward and softly asked, “Are you a City Lord? If we go with you, what would we need to do? Would you make us do hard labor and beat us every day?”
Fang Hao had some memory of this girl.
When he first visited the dungeon, she was the one who hurled the most, and the nastiest insults at him.
“I’m not a City Lord, I’m a Lord. I have many cities within my territory like Zeus City, Pruell City and many others. You would have your own work, but certainly not hard labor, just like in your own villages, you need to do something to support yourselves,” Fang Hao answered seriously.
“Why would I? Would you commit any mistakes?” Fang Hao counter-asked.
The girl immediately shook her head, “I wouldn’t make any mistakes.”
“Haha, you can choose whoever you like to marry, you can also choose whatever work you like, no one will force you to do anything in particular,” Fang Hao continued.
Upon hearing this, the girl extended her hand and said loudly, “I will go to your territory, I hope you will keep your word.”
One by one, they raised their hands, indicating their willingness to go with Fang Hao to his territory.
The children, who were not very old, were also listening to the conversation.
But their attention was still on the food in their hands.
They listened to Fang Hao’s words while eating, as if they were listening to a monologue while dining.
Fang Hao stood on the chair, surveying the scene from above.
All the women had raised their hands, not a single one willing to leave.
In other words, whether they were women or children.
Their village was gone, and all that was left were them.