Cale gulped.

However, Harol was not finished.

�The workforce is to be solely made up of the Whipper Kingdom�s citizens, numbering 100,000 people, and the Whipper Kingdom must fulfill this quota yearly for 80 years in order to promote the development of the land.�

Cale closed his eyes.

Raon�s voice echoed through his head.

� Human! Isn�t that just saying the Whipper Kingdom�s citizens will do all the work while the Empire gets all the benefits?

�Exactly.�

To demand that the Whipper Kingdom provide 100,000 of its able-bodied people yearly to work free of charge for 80 years was basically demanding them to send 100,000 people to the Empire to become slaves for 80 years.

Harol�s voice was heard again.

�Your majesty, don�t you understand what this means?�

The king flinched before speaking with a calm expression. He had steeled himself before coming to look for Toonka and Harol.

Of course, he was only able to do this because he believed they would not kill their king right now. He spoke calmly and with a majestic demeanor.

�I support the non-mage faction.�

He then continued with a tight expression.

�I would accept the Empire�s offer.�

Harol started to frown.

�I should have killed him earlier!�

Harol should have killed him when he tore down the Magic Tower. He had kept him alive because he didn�t want to cause any more chaos.

Now that the opportune time has passed, he couldn�t kill the king so carelessly. If he revolted against the king and killed him in the face of war, the people of the Whipper Kingdom who should come together and fight against the Empire would be shaken.

Harol swallowed his anger and spoke.

��Your majesty, no matter how you look at it, demanding a hundred thousand people to labor as such is basically making them slaves, isn�t that so?�

The king exclaimed with astonishment.

�Slaves?! Isn�t the Empire simply requesting for a temporary labor force? If we just accept that offer, we can live.�

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