"Our warriors are mainly responsible for the security of commercial settlements. As for slum settlements, some powerful demons will be elected to manage them based on the actual conditions of each block. Naturally, they are also responsible for security."
Vlad understood that this commercial street was equivalent to a wealthy people's residential area and a commodity trading area. The dwarf warriors were responsible for maintaining order here and protecting the wealth and safety of the merchants and nobles.
As for the slums, they should be managed by gangsters and powerful demons. Why elect some powerful demons to manage them? This is all to fool fools. Of course, the dwarf patriarch Andre did not want to fool Vlad.
, he knows and can’t fool him.
As for why he expressed it euphemistically, after all, it was an embarrassing thing.
Many of those gangsters and powerful demons are criminals, pirates and thieves wanted by the province, and there are countless brutal murderers among them.
Vlad couldn't help but fell into deep thought after hearing this. Is the situation in the Hero City similar to that in the dwarf town?
It seems that I will have to do some on-the-spot investigation when I go back.
"The four major families' industries are mainly in commercial areas?" Vlad continued to ask.
Dwarf Andre nodded.
"The street in front is the property of the Hackron family."
Vlad looked forward, and sure enough, there was a feast of entertainment in front of him. There were voluptuous, charming and sexy women soliciting customers, and some anemic ghosts in black windbreakers were guarding the door. Naturally, there were also customers with cheerful faces.
Vlad and the three of them crossed the street and reached the intersection.
Vlad suddenly stopped and looked at another deep alleyway across the commercial district. The deeper the alleyway got, the damper and darker it became. The red moon from the lone red moon hanging in the sky slowly covered the entire road.
Time has polished the black stone streets as smooth as a mirror, and the streets are a strange blood-red color.
Vlad seemed to see dark shadows swarming deep in the alley, and then heard faint wailing sounds, which seemed to be the wailing sounds from a beating, then seemed to be desperate cries for help, there were like crazy slashing sounds, and finally it seemed like the sound of a banshee.
The whine sounded so creepy that Vlad even became distracted.
"Your Highness, Your Highness? It's time to go."
Vlad turned to the puzzled dwarf leader Andre and smiled and said, "It seems that the transformation of the dwarf town will have to wait a while, but I have already thought of how to deal with the rats hiding in the alleys."
The dwarf patriarch Andre breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He was really worried that His Highness would take down all the dangerous elements inside without knowing the right way. Hearing His Highness's tone, he should plan to take things step by step.
If Vlad had sufficient strength, for example, if he had the city guards as his backing, he would naturally push forward without hesitation.
But in fact, the power he has in his hands is only about fifty tauren warriors. Of course, the dwarves can only command a part of the warriors, and that part may be very limited.
Naturally, with Andre's shrewdness, he would not put all the treasure on his highness, the prince.
Vlad was confident that he could only command a very small number of dwarf warriors, and he could not guarantee that these dwarves would accept his orders without reservation.
This was his current situation. Vlad always felt that the more he understood the current situation in his territory, the more complicated, urgent, and troublesome it became.
He wanted his people to live a safe, free and happy life, but in fact it was difficult for him to get rid of the darkness under his nose. He knew that he was not capable yet and he could not act too hastily.
There was silence all the way, and the three of them quietly walked out of the east gate of the small town, left the dwarf town, and headed towards the Hero City.
Watching the three people leaving, behind the east gate, on the roof of an inconspicuous house in a secluded dwarf town, an owl-like bird stared motionlessly towards the east with blood-red eyes until Vlad and his three companions
People disappear completely, disappearing into the darkness.
The red-eyed bird then turned towards the dwarf town, passed through the bustling streets with bright lights, flew to the slums with only a few bright lights, and flew into the window of a remote old wooden house and landed.
Chirping shouted at the shaking black shadow in front of the window.
After a while, three vague figures in black appeared at the east gate of the town and chased in the direction Vlad left.
The night breeze was cool, and on the distant blurry horizon, a winding dragon immersed in silence appeared.
As a seaport city, Hero City is not actually directly connected to the Endless Sea. There is a long land route from the coast of the Endless Sea to Hero City.
Why was the city built like this?
All because of the war with Pandaria five hundred years ago.
Compared to a Hero City built on land, which is very vulnerable to attacks from Pandaria's undead fleet and is close to the sea, Hero City will always have a little more time to react if Pandaria invades.
Although the City of Heroes has been at peace for a long time, and its military role has gradually been replaced by the military fortress guard city where the Hades Marine Corps is stationed, it still maintains the characteristics of a military fortress, including a city wall as thick and solid as a giant dragon.
The frame is made of limestone, and the wall is made of magic stone with high hardness and excellent magic resistance. The city wall is about 20 meters high and 8 meters wide, like a black dragon Great Wall, guarding the prosperity and tranquility of the city.
Passing through a small forest, the blurry outline of Hero City emerged before our eyes.
Vlad, who was riding on the back of the little white donkey Bayik, couldn't help but smile. He was about to turn around and say goodbye to the dwarf leader Andrei. After all, it had been such a long journey, and he saw that the Hero City was not far ahead.
Now, nothing is expected to happen, so it’s time to let Andre go back.
But at this moment, Mohu, who was sitting down with the tauren Tuom and the dwarf leader Andre, began to become restless, his paws kept lying on the soil on the ground, his ears stood straight up, and he let out a low roar from his mouth.
"Be careful, Your Highness."
Andre shouted, then turned to look at the small forest he just passed through. The tree shadows swayed in the breeze and the leaves made a rustling sound.
There was no chirping of insects or birds, only the monotonous sound of wind and the swaying of leaves.
At this time, the tauren also reacted, sniffed with his nose, stared at the shadow of the tree behind him with his blood-red eyes, and said to Vlad without hesitation, "Your Highness, I will escort you into the city under Lord Andre.
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After saying that, he got off the tiger and handed the reins to Vlad, who looked confused.
We are about to go to the Hero City, is there really going to be an assassination?
Vlad was a little unbelievable. Since when did assassinations become so blatant?
After taking a look at the majestic city just around the corner, and looking at the perseverance under the blood-red eyes of the tauren Tuomu, Vlad knew that this was no joke.
At this moment, time passed by, and he seemed to have returned to the thrilling days from the Imperial Capital of Night City to the Territory City of Heroes, that hymn of blood and fire.
Vlad did not hesitate, got off the little white donkey, and with the help of the tauren Tuoom, got on the Mohu.
Mo Hu sniffed the scent of Vlad's body, and jumped about in a rage, about to throw Vlad off his back.
Maybe he was nervous, maybe he was calm, Vlad's hand held the reins tightly from beginning to end, and his other hand firmly pressed on the saddle.