The little devils originally thought that if they showed the whistle, the civilians would be afraid and beg for mercy, just like before.

Instead of being afraid, the tribesmen scoffed at the small amount of ivory in their hands: "The goddess is now the master of Mi Country. Who do you little brats think you are? Who are you trying to scare with a broken whistle?"

At this time, the tribal residents firmly believed that they had the goddess's support and that the goddess would not watch them being captured by these domineering little demons for no reason. The goddess gave them confidence and broke their superstition about the royal authority.

In the past, the tribesmen were afraid of the royal family, and the nobles could crush them to death as easily as crushing a horse with a flick of their fingers.

After experiencing the drought, they felt even more helpless and desperate. They were in a desperate situation and were being exploited by the royal family, but they were powerless to resist.

The arrival of God's messenger was like a ray of light, breaking through the darkness and saving them from fire and water.

The messenger of God allowed them to grow high-yield crops on this barren land, and also brought them chickens and ducklings and taught them how to raise them in captivity. Now every household can eat eggs.

As living conditions improved, the tribal people became more confident.

Now, in the eyes of the people of the tribe, these royal nobles who are against the gods and goddesses will have a bad end, so they are just waiting to see the day when these nobles die.

Lu Yuanxin and other little devils felt a pang in their hearts when they saw the change in the attitude of the civilians towards them.

It's over. It seems that the ivory whistles in their hands are no longer popular. Even these civilians are not afraid of them...

Just at this moment, the door of the felt room opened.