Goethrim City underwent another cleanup. The Seris, who stabilized the battle, soon ushered in the familiar process and cleared up an unstable city in an occupied area.

As the general's son, especially this general, he is the next governor of the 13th District of Yingzhou. Although he has never eaten pork, he has seen how pigs run since he was a child.

He was too familiar with how to do this trick. He first appeased the people, then controlled the powerful figures in the city, searched, reported with rewards, supervised each other, implemented joint positions on the streets, etc.

Even the female warrior Vitoria began to look at Li Yanlong differently. He treated the corruptor with a cold face and looked very much like his general's father.

Even the assassin Fan Li could not take the weight as Li Yanlong. Fan Li firmly opposed some temporary regulations that were obviously unreasonable.

For example, if the corrupt person was found to have implemented a system of joint seats, and the entire street would not be punished as informed, he would firmly refuse to accept it.

"We are dealing with rebellious cities. They stand on our opposite side at the most critical moment. You have to understand that efficiency, speed and deterrence are much more important than fairness and justice." Li Yanlong didn't even have time to clean up his armor, and he was covered with fragments: "The lost public opinion and support rate can be slowly made up for the next few years. If one generation fails, two generations will be born, but once we miss a real enemy, the city may not have the next generation."

Because chaos will slowly corrupt the city from the bottom, just like Anthony Harbor, but Li Yanlong's experience comes completely from reality.

When Yingzhou had just surrendered, the policies of the New China military were generally the first rebellion and suppression, and the second rebellion implemented military control. If there was a third time, it would prove that this city was the basic basis for the breeding of rebels and was directly erased.

It is hard for you to believe that most of the people in Yingzhou were looking towards the local New China Governor, because those Governors were really trying their best to prevent the tragedy and to protect their position under their butt.

A governor who failed three times in a row has been characterized as a loser and will never again have the chance to find his position in a similar position.

"He is right. I will never allow things related to chaos to appear in the city again!" Miss Elizabeth gritted her teeth and supported Li Yanlong. The fox had heard of some news about Anthony Harbor and had nightmares for a long time.

She would rather be a mascot lord with no real power from now on than accept Goethe's city becoming a city full of tentacles and carrion.

"You are the lord, you have the final say." Assassin Fan Li felt that he was a little redundant. He was a policeman and the values ​​of the second generation of the army were completely different, because one of them was in China for many years and faced citizens of New China. Everyone was the old man and had to serve with a smile, while the other was in the occupied area. He saw that everyone was a turtle grandson, and whoever laughed was not good-looking, who was beaten.

The demon hunter Heminsk returned to Gothrem City with blood, where he found a strange sense of belonging.

In the Old World, the demon hunters walking in the world were like a plague, and no one wanted to communicate with them. Even the noble lords protected by the demon hunters kept their distance from them as much as possible.

Because what they bring is always bad news: "Sorry, Lord, I found some bad news in your territory, maybe chaos."

This kind of words can make a lord with insufficient financial resources have nightmares, because the result of this sentence may be that a village has completely disappeared, both people and animals have died, and sometimes even the land cannot be used again.

"That's right, in the future, you will not only not be able to move people in, farm, or grazing the land in the future, but also have to be responsible for not allowing anyone to get close to it and completely block the place." A demon hunter said, "This is a proof issued by Kelmohan. This proves that you can buy holy water at the church at a fair price to block it. Well, do you think the deadline? It's about eighty years. In eighty years, I will come back and see what's going on inside. If the land pollution has been lifted, your grandson should be able to reuse the land."

"What? You don't have descendants? Then I'll come back in eighty years. When I see who is in charge of this land, I'll inform him." Of course, if the demon hunter who said this was not dead in a corner after eighty years, he would really come back to check the land. If the pollution had disappeared, he would tell a lord who didn't know the truth with a contract that could be called an antique. The forbidden land could be used again.

Why is the reputation of the demon hunter not good? On the one hand, it is because most of the work they deal with is dirty work, and chaos worshippers hidden inside human civilization are often difficult to identify, such as an innocent child or a charming woman. Therefore, in the eyes of many people, the demon hunter is a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner.

On the other hand, their lives are very long. After spending the first hundred years, most demon hunters lost their interest in making friends with humans again, and gradually became silent in the process of being chivalrous and righteous. They would rather be misunderstood than explain a few more words.

But in the Far South, no one would misunderstand him. Every warrior Heminsk passed by looked at him with respect and kindness. Most of them were too tired to even lift their hands. But these people saw this man wearing exquisite leather armor rushing into the Black Forest against the Chaos Beast Tide.

In the far south, the threat of chaos has long been no secret. Most people who have lived to this day understand that their lives are under threat. Of course, they have not realized how different this threat is from other threats.

After all, the people of Far South were threatened by green skins and monsters every day, and the hard life gave them a tenacious will.

Heminsk hadn't encountered such a friendly look in many years. He couldn't help but sit on an open space behind his chest wall. The previous battle also consumed a lot of his energy. Although he was not as hard as he could not walk, he just wanted to sit here.

The soldiers on both sides moved their butts lazily, gave him some space, and then reached out to hand over a leather wine pot: "The good wine sent by Mr. Seris can relieve fatigue."
Chapter completed!