After several years of development, the free trade zone has turned into a big city with flourishing flowers.

In order to reduce the hostility of the indigenous people, the city is entirely in a hilly style mainly made of stones and giant trees, with almost no trace of human architecture. Even public security is maintained by indigenous soldiers.

I have to say, this trick works very well.

In the early years, the indigenous people were indeed confused, especially after buying goods here that they thought were of high quality and low price, they fell in love with it.

Now, this mood has long faded. They just want to use less money in exchange for more goods. Of course, if they don't spend any money, that would be better.

This is inevitable. When the trade began, human civilization also began to impact the hilly civilization. Those who could not adapt were destined to be eliminated.

"Why don't these lackeys, hill traitors, and forest goddesses execute these guys?"

The chiefs arrived one after another. Looking at the indigenous guards in the free trade zone, some people cursed in a low voice.

These natives have long been loyal to Downton, and more than those humans, they worship Downton who gave them a good life.

"Huh, they're going to be in trouble soon."

The chieftain of the Broken Hand clan sneered.

"By the way, many chiefs didn't come this time. I also heard that Chief Dragonmaw hanged the envoy sent by Downton."

A little chief came over with a gossipy expression on his face.

"This is the clarion call to fight back. Downton's tyranny will inevitably lead to resistance."

Broken Hand glanced at it, "I believe that many people here are waiting and watching. Once Dragon Maw succeeds, more tribes will definitely join his alliance."

"I heard that there is a mysterious force quietly pushing behind the scenes. Do you know?"

The little chief continued to ask.

"Not sure!"

Broken Hand looked at the other person deeply and stopped talking. Even though the natives were considered stupid, there was absolutely no fool who could sit on the position of chief.

"Dragonmaw is one of the large tribes with hundreds of thousands of people, and it controls hundreds of small tribes. If they stand up to oppose Downton, there will definitely be something good to see."

Chief Burning Blade gloated.

"Downton's troubles don't stop there. Look, Stormpike, and the chiefs of the Stormbone clan are plotting. I heard they are going to force the king to go to the palace."

The chiefs who have already determined their camp are gearing up to get a share of the pie, while those in the neutral camp are still wavering and hesitant, worried that they will defect too late and not get anything, and also afraid of being punished by Downton's army.

The chiefs who firmly stood in the Downton camp were sweating profusely. This storm was huge. In the past, the chiefs at least maintained a superficial respect, but this time, they no longer even used honorifics.

Seeing the receptionist leading everyone to the meeting hall, the chiefs showed expressions that were indeed true.

The maids brought tea.

"I have to say that when it comes to serving people, they have to be human beings!"

A little chief looked at the lovely maid and swallowed hard.

"Yes, this time, Downton must be allowed to open up the slave trade. Why can't we have human female slaves?"

As his name suggests, Chief Brutal Bones has a fiery and cruel personality. This is a clan that worships killing.

"I think this guy is targeting us!"

Chief Bloodfang spoke up, causing a group of people to look at him as enemies.

"What you said is wrong. His Majesty Downton is not targeting us? He prohibits all slave trade."

Chief Frostfire said something fair, even among the indigenous people, there are people who stick to their true intentions.

"When I talk, I don't like others to interrupt."

Bao Gu cursed, "You'd better remember."

"Who do you think I am?"

Shuanghuo choked back without showing any signs of weakness. He was also the chief of a large tribe, so he didn't need to be afraid of violent attacks.

"Hmph, wait and see, you will cry sometimes."

He sneered, and with an angry expression on his face, he slapped the maid on the butt. While enjoying the plump touch, he did not forget to get angry.

"What did you do? You spilled all the tea on me."

The maid was startled for a moment. She made no mistake, but these girls were from poor families. It was not easy for them to work in the government. She also heard that these natives were His Majesty's distinguished guests, so she endured it.

"Sorry, it is my fault."

The maid quickly apologized, "I'll clean it up for you right away!"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

After Baogu finished speaking, he tore off the maid's clothes with a tear and pretended to wipe the water stains, but his eyes lingered greedily on the maid's vagina.

"ah!"

The maid screamed, hugged her chest with her hands, and squatted on the ground subconsciously.

boom!

The guards broke open the conference room door and rushed in.

"what happened?"

The captain asked with a frown.

"This maid soiled my clothes."

Baogu shrugged his shoulders, "Of course I wiped it off myself."

"Then you need to pull off other people's clothes?"

the captain asked.

"Hey, pay attention to your tone, I am also a chief after all."

Baogu took the opportunity to incite, "Have you seen it? These humans only talk nice, but in fact they have not respected us at all. Otherwise, what right does a small soldier have to shout at the chief?"

"It's obviously the maid's fault, and she even apologized."

"What's the matter? You look down on us natives!"

"Is Downton sincere? Forget it, I won't attend the party, let's go."

The chiefs looked unhappy and made a loud noise.

"Whether you are a chief or not, His Majesty has said that our people can never be bullied. If we are beaten, we must fight back."

The captain did not flinch. With Downton's successive victories, the people of Dunkford had something called pride in their hearts.

"Tsk, did everyone hear that?"

A bone-chilling joke.

"Stop arguing, it's all my fault."

The maid winked at the captain, saying if she continued to make trouble, her job would be lost.

"you do not need to worry!"

Just as the captain was about to give the order to snatch the maid back first, he heard a question coming from behind him.

"Hey, what are you doing? It's so lively!"

Downton walked in.

"His Majesty!"

The captain didn't know Downton, but when he saw that Su Ya and Xuemai, the highest military officers of the Free Trade Zone, were following the young man, he immediately ordered his subordinates to move to both sides and kneel down to say hello.

"Downton, you'd better change to a group of indigenous servants. These humans don't look down on us at all."

A rake with a rake.

"I don't!"

The maid screamed, all the color on her face faded from fright, and turned pale.

"This is a good suggestion."

Downton nodded, walked to Bao Gu, took off his coat and put it on the maid, "Since you did something wrong, have you apologized?"

"Apologised."

The maid nodded like a chicken eating rice.

"Then go down!"

Downton patted the maid on the shoulder, "Don't panic, you won't lose your job. At most, this month's salary will be deducted."

"Is this punishment too light?"

Violent accusations.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Downton smiled.
To be continued...