Crescent City Market Center.

The new execution ground.

Under a brand new guillotine stood a row of prisoners with their hands tied, wearing black hoods and coarse prison uniforms.

Behind the execution platform, the temporary chief executioner, Igonini, the son of the forest from the Ego tribe, was reading out the crimes of the prisoners aloud.

"Mbahat, a 47-year-old male wizard from the Heg tribe, has committed crimes of regicide, treason, and voodoo coercion, and is sentenced to death by beheading!"

As he spoke, two tall and strong warriors stepped forward, grabbed M'Baht's arms, one on the left and one on the right, and pushed him to the guillotine.

"Crash~~"

The black cloth hood was pulled off, revealing a face with gray hair, wrinkles and a deathly pale complexion.

No one could have imagined that such an ordinary guy would be a terrifying master of witchcraft who is famous and frightening.

Igonini looked at Mbahat, whose eyes were dead in front of the guillotine, and finally asked: "Mbahat, you can say one last word."

M'Bahate's eyes turned slightly and glanced at the young Igonini.

He glanced at his new, straight human-style clothing and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of absurdity.

He asked: "Igonini, son of the forest, are you going to abandon your ancestors completely?"

Igonini looked confident and calm, he raised his hand and placed it on his chest.

"The lord has never forbidden us to worship our ancestors. Our clan has followed the lord and continued to multiply and grow. Our ancestors will always be in our hearts. But you have completely severed the bloodline of our ancestors."

M'Bahate's body shook, and his eyes became completely dead.

He said in a voice that no one could hear: "So this is the source of power."

He finally understood and was speechless after being defeated.

He placed his head on the guillotine and raised his hand to ring the bell.

“Dang~~~~”

“Hua La La~~~Ka Cha~~Puff~~~~~”

The chain slid, and the sharp guillotine slid down, cutting off M'Bahat's head cleanly.

The government study in Crescent Castle.

Rosen was looking at a beast-hide scroll titled "Mercury in the Sea" by M'Bahate.

The content of the first volume is about the observation and research on the habits of fish people.

It can be seen that this master of sorcery once wanted to use the merman for revenge, so he studied the merman for years and learned a lot of unique knowledge about the merman.

Unfortunately, he could never overcome the shortcoming that the murlocs could not stay out of water for too long, which forced him to give up his murloc revenge plan.

But I have to say, this knowledge is very useful.

"Knock knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door.

Igognini is here.

After handing over a list, he began to report the situation respectfully.

"Lord, there are 34 death row prisoners in total."

"Among them, 10 people from the Heg tribe, 5 people from the Nalin tribe, 4 people from Black Stone Town, 6 people from Blue Flower Slope, 3 people from Howling Valley, and 6 people from Creekwood Town have all been executed."

Rosen looked at the list, and nodded with satisfaction at the names marked with a bloody X. He said to Igonini with a gentle look:

"During this period, discussions on the new island policy have been going on heatedly across the island, and I have also heard a lot of voices from the public."

"But I also noticed that the Yigo tribe didn't pay much attention to this matter, and was even a little indifferent."

“That’s a bad attitude.”

At this point, Rosen emphasized his tone.

"The new island policy concerns the overall interests of the 66,000 people on the island. It not only concerns the present, but also the fate of the future."

There are 66,000 people, 32,000 of them are from the human race alone, and the remaining 34,000 are from the forest elves of various tribes, which is almost half and half.

It may seem that there are not many people, but due to the harsh living environment on the island, the population pyramid structure is very young and the base is surprisingly large. The high-income population under the age of 20 accounts for nearly one-third, or nearly 20,000 people.

Rosen stared into Igonini's clear amber eyes and said slowly in an encouraging tone: "In the future, will we continue to be trapped on the island as rabbits to be cut by others, or will we go out and become dragons that soar high in the sky and dominate the fate of others? Let's start with today's new policy!"

"When you go back, you must persuade the tribesmen to come out of the mountains and actively participate in the affairs of the island."

Igonini's heart was pounding as he listened, because he sensed a very strange but also very huge vision from the lord's words.

A vision of leading all the island residents onto the world stage and competing with many powerful outside powers. In the past, this was something Igonini would never have dared to think about.

He was originally just a hunter who lived in the island forests and chased rabbits all day long.

He responded loudly: "Yes, Lord, I will definitely get my people out of the forest!"

"Go for it, young man."

Igonini walked away with his head held high.

After a while, the acting chief steward, Kruber, knocked on the door and walked in, holding a thick list in his hand.

"Lord, the rebellious population of the Heg tribe, the Nalin tribe, and the four towns have been counted, totaling 10,318 people, and have all been placed in the criminal camp."

Rosen took the roster and checked the details.

It was discovered that among these more than 9,000 people, there were only more than 2,000 original humans.

Originally, each town had more than 3,000 people, especially Sir Thad's Riverwood Town, which had nearly 5,000 people.

On average, there are more than 500 in each town.

After looking through it, Rosen said, "Identify the old, weak, sick and disabled people who have nothing to do with the betrayers and return them to their families."

These people are of no use to him. He would have to keep them in the prison camp to support them, so it would be better to return them to their families. This would not only uphold human ethics but also save him the trouble of management.

"Yes, Lord." Kruber immediately noted it down.

"There are estimated to be 1,700 humans left. Let them live together with the forest spirits and treat them as criminals."

In this way, he had ten thousand sinners who could be reasonably exploited, and someone would do the dirty work.

As he spoke, he looked at the forest spirit tribe again.

The two-person forest spirit tribe accounted for nearly 8,000 people, of which more than 5,000 were women and 3,000 were men, most of whom were weak and docile like sheep.

Because those guys with tough temperaments and strong bodies have all died on the banks of the Hanshui River.

How to arrange it? Rosen had naturally thought about it long ago.

He pointed at the brochures on the table.

"We will set up a child care home for all children under the age of 8. There are about 800 of them here. All of them will be taken away from their mothers and raised by the home, but mothers will be allowed to visit them on a limited basis, such as once every two weeks."

"More than 800 people aged 8 and above but less than 16 have also been temporarily detained separately. They will be sent to the island magic school that will be established soon to learn magic."

"As for the young men between the ages of 16 and 40, they were all sent to Sturgeon Wharf as laborers to repair the port."

"Remember, all marital relationships between these sinners will be cancelled, and men and women will be separated."

After Kluber started recording, he stopped talking about the details and began to talk about the purpose of dealing with the criminal laborers.

"My steward, you must remember one thing. From now on, there will no longer be a distinction between humans and forest elves on the island, nor will there be a distinction between tribes and other town residents. From now on, there will be only one kind of people, and that is the citizens of the island."

"Even these criminals are citizens of the island and their basic civil rights must be protected. It's just that they have committed crimes, so their freedoms must be restricted and they must do extra labor to atone for their sins."

"Do you understand?"

Kru tried it carefully, but he was still unsure of the scale of the detailed operations.

"Lord, by separating men and women, do you mean to prohibit these criminals from having children?"

Rosen shook his head: "To be precise, it means that the forest spirits will lose custody of the child."

“We must also vigorously encourage intermarriage between the two races to accelerate the integration of the races.”

"For example, a law can be issued that as long as a man from the original human race marries a sinner from the original tribe and raises a child, the sinner's status as a sinner can be exempted."

"But how to implement it specifically will have to be adjusted in practice."

"Then if they are lazy at work, can they be whipped?"

Rosen raised his eyebrows: "My butler, we are not short of supplies. It is far more effective to guide with rewards than to punish or prohibit."

"You have to be very careful when using punishment. After all, no one will work if you break their body."

Kruber understood and nodded, "I understand, Lord."

"Very good, let's do it right away."

"Especially the port. The recent construction progress is still not fast enough, but our goods are about to arrive. It's a large amount of goods. Don't let there be no place to park the ship when the time comes."

Kluber was a little unsure after hearing this, and asked quickly, "Lord, how much do you mean by a large sum?"

Rosen pointed at the table and said, "The largest flat-bottomed eagle-beak ship in ocean shipping has a carrying capacity of 2,000 tons. Six of them are here, all fully loaded."

"According to the date, it should arrive in a week."

Muradi did his best to get this cargo for him while the new route was still in the bonus period, and most of it was food.

It was also the greatest confidence for him to implement new policies on the island later.

What new policy? Of course, it is a new policy of absolute centralization of power and imitation of the modern departmental division of labor.

It's such a small island with so few subjects, he doesn't want to engage in the inefficient system of enfeoffment of knights.

When Kluber heard that so many ships were coming, his scalp went numb. He immediately said, "Oh, Lord, you should have told me earlier. The current port is really not big enough."

Fortunately, we have so many laborers. If we work overtime and don't worry about the quality of the port, we should still be in time.

Rosen reminded: "We are not short of food, at least we can fill the stomachs of the sinners."

"Understood, Lord."

Kruber trotted off.

Rosen was not idle either.

To be precise, the 'puppet' is temporarily idle, but the real body in the underground magic laboratory is busy as hell.

The new policy he was about to launch was something completely new in this world, completely violating the traditions of the island and even Weilan.

Even in the southern continent of Witt, although many reforms have taken place, it is still groping forward and has to retreat from time to time.

In any world, it is very difficult to completely break away from tradition and create something completely new, and it is easy to mess up if you are not careful.

He was not worried that the islanders would oppose the new policy because he had eliminated all those who opposed it.

He was worried that inadequate management technology and population quality would lead to a large number of drawbacks in the new policies.

And now, his new policy still lacks a key technology.

One of the most indispensable technologies for centralized management.

(End of this chapter)