The older Bunny Girl continued to watch Ron warily.
The situation on the street didn't seem suitable for a long talk, so Ron said, "Vivian, take them with you. Let's go to a private room in a hotel. I imagine they haven't had a proper meal in a long time."
Although the two rabbit women remained silent and their eyes were filled with fear, Ron still noticed something amiss.
Could they be from out of town...?
Vivian is different from Ron.
At the age of sixteen, she was a little maid in Ron's mind, but in the eyes of outsiders, she was a kind older sister.
The two rabbit-girls in front of me are probably around eleven or twelve years old!
Vivian bowed slightly and said gently, "Come with me, there's something delicious to eat."
Vivian's warm smile finally put the two little ones at ease, and with their stomachs rumbling... as if by magic, the two bunny girls followed her.
Inside a private room at the hotel.
Although there was no soundproof magic circle, it was still relatively quiet.
Ron and the others didn't eat much, since there was always food available when they went out; they mainly ordered some dishes for them.
Vivian said with a pained expression, "Slow down."
The maids were skilled and adept at their work, and at Ron's prompting, they even went forward to take care of the bunny girls.
Passing dishes, pouring soup...
Sure enough, the two bunny girls felt Vivian's warmth.
After the meal, Vivian returned to Ron's side.
For some reason, the little tower flew forward on its own initiative, seemingly curious about the two rabbit girls.
The little fairy pistachio finally brought a smile to the bunny girls' faces.
Rita's little hand rested on the bunny girl's big hand, which was quite unusual. The little guy seemed to be startled again and quickly flew back to Rita's side.
Sitting on Rita's shoulders was too natural.
Ron spoke up at the opportune moment: "Alright, you two little ones have eaten my meal, can you talk now?"
"..."
"..."
The two then recounted their story in detail.
It turned out that they had unfortunately become slaves.
There are still many places on the continent where thieves run rampant. It was already difficult for the subspecies to make a living by coming to human territory with their parents.
You can escape natural disasters, but you can't escape man-made disasters.
A thief?
I've heard that there's a thieves' guild in the underworld.
The underworld refers to the world in the shadows.
There were assassin guilds on the continent, but they were just a subgroup of adventurers. They generally did not commit any illegal acts, so they could be established in various kingdoms and empires, and there were clear differences between them.
Rumors also suggest the existence of assassin guilds in the underworld…
Putting it aside for now, Ron and the others listened patiently.
Thieves often colluded with slave traders. After becoming slaves, they were bought by a minor nobleman. On one occasion, a passing knight-errant couldn't stand the minor nobleman bullying the bunny girl.
He rescued them and escorted them for a while, leading them to Sandy Territory.
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...
It turns out that Sandy Territory's reputation has made it so that wandering knights are now actively increasing the population of their own territories, which is great. However, the thieves, slave traders, and some of the nobles are truly hateful.
The world has light and darkness, and sometimes they coexist.
Now that they had encountered each other, Ron quickly assessed his current abilities.
Okay, let's do our best!
As they were about to leave the inn's private room, Ron said softly, "My two little sisters, once you arrive in Sandy Territory, just as that ranger said, you will find a new home, and I will be the lord..."
"Knight Arno!"
"Yes, my lord."
"Escort them to the settlement of the sub-species, notify the relevant officials, and arrange for caregivers and housing as soon as possible..."
"Yes, my lord." Arno hesitated for a moment before saying the last word, but then, remembering that Rita was right there, he felt reassured and escorted the two bunny girls away.
Because of this incident, Ron lost all interest in continuing his stroll and immediately returned to the lord's manor.
Inside the mansion.
They summoned Steward Wright.
“Wright, summon the managers of the sub-species, the elves, and the half-elves. The chief should personally establish an organization.”
This might be the most radical move Ron has made since becoming a lord.
The relevant officials all arrived.
Sitting in the main seat of the council chamber, Ron said, "This time, I have an order to issue."
"From this day forward, I will establish an assassination organization."
"The organization has approximately three hundred members. About ten people are assigned to guard the leader to prevent assassins from getting close, and the rest..."
"You are to assassinate the corrupt elements of this kingdom, including any bandit leaders you see, the sinful slave traders of the other noble territories, and the depraved nobles..."
"The number of personnel is not limited, but I have one requirement: assassination is permissible, but there must be sufficient evidence against the fallen nobles afterward. This can be done by relevant human professionals working together!"
The main consideration was that elves, half-elves, and sub-species were unfamiliar with human relationships and social customs.
But the elven archers are practically born assassins, or snipers.
Previously, only half-elf personnel were allowed to operate within Sandy Territory, but this time Ron has expanded his reach to the entire kingdom.
I warned some of the nobles of the kingdoms about the differential treatment in cooperation some time ago, but unfortunately, words have limited effect.
It's better to humanely destroy some of these guys sooner rather than later, so that my mood won't be affected when I go out for a stroll next time.
In the end, Ron only produced one token.
"worship!"
These two words were clearly visible within.
The legend of Will represents the pillar of the kingdom, and as his disciple, Ron has the ability to govern the kingdom, while the rest stand aside.
The offering token was brought out.
The human officials' furrowed brows finally relaxed somewhat, but they still had concerns.
"My lord, this might be detrimental to the kingdom's tourism development..."
They're practically calling it the new tourism industry. These guys are raking in tons of magic crystals; it seems they're trying to make a quick buck from the influx of people.
"No problem. We don't need to worry about the nobles' magic crystals in our own territory. Let's focus on the mainland..."
"However, my lord, this might attract the attention of the evil god's followers again."
"Then let's proceed. The matter is settled, there's no need for further discussion. All of you may leave!"
They were already on the list of those in the Underworld, so they had no worries about being in debt.
Anyway, the last maintenance of the World Tree barrier was just so-so, we'll see how it goes. The little kingdoms' reckless actions shouldn't have much of an impact...
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