Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Outside the city gate of Marcia, there was a loud voice, and there were more than two thousand officially employed workers waiting here early in the morning, preparing to start the first day of work.

Most of these workers are dark and lean. This is the poor appearance of living on the beach all year round. Most of them are fishermen on the beach, which is called the poor by the people in Marcia. .

They go out to sea for many years to fish, and some people will die when they encounter ferocious ocean monsters, and there will be no bones left. And after the fish they caught were processed in the fishery, they would be taken away by the nobles at a very low price. Even the lord Euphy had no right to interfere with the oppression of these poor by the noble class.

Because the entire beach and fishing grounds belonged to those nobles.

The nobles are very clever. They directly obtained the ownership of this beach from the king. At that moment, the common people who originally lived in this area lost the land they depended on for survival.

The nobles also made them work for the nobles on the condition that they could continue to live here. From then on, most of the fishermen’s income was converted into the nobles’ pockets, and they also learned from the fishermen in the passing of time. Become a real poor.

Poverty, hardship, numbness.

The fishermen who were taken away from the land have all passed away, and now the only people living on the beach are the poor who are descendants.

Uriel is the offspring of a poor man who was born on the beach, and he was also the first poor man to notice this well-paid job on the sign.

He is young, energetic, and has tenacity and rebelliousness. He does not want to be as numb and resignation as the old poor.

Repeatedly going out to sea, returning to Hong Kong, processing fish and meat, and being taken away by the noble master every day. Day after day, he couldn't live on such days. He would rather find some unpaid work in Marcia than to go to sea like his parents.

The ghost knows whether he will die directly in the ocean next time he goes to sea.

"Uriel, you don't understand. If you don't want to go out to sea, and we will not go out to sea, we will be driven out of the fishing grounds by Lord Algernon. The noble master will not be soft!" Ullil's mother looked sad, she Said this to the rebellious son.

"We can't lose this beach. Even if it is not safe, it is the only land where we can survive." The numb old man at the fishery said to all the rebellious children.

But Uriel didn't want to listen. He was the most rebellious of the children of the fishery generation.

He led the people willing to follow him to Marcia to do odd jobs, always paying attention to the various information on the notice board for the first time. Although the daily salary is not much, it avoids being exploited by the noble lords, and the saved copper coins can barely meet their daily needs.

As Uriel and his partners' home situation gradually improved, even a child did not freeze to death and starve to death in the past winter, and the other poor people who watched their actions were equally tempted.

Gradually, every time more and more people leave with him, more and more people support him.

Although the poor would go fishing every day, and then deliver the harvest to the noble Algernon here, but the harvest that needs to be paid has been greatly reduced, and no one would be willing to hand the harvest to others in vain.

Maybe the Algernon family will respond to it in the future, but Uriel now doesn't want to think about it, because he now has hope.

If this well-paid job lasts long enough, he may be able to save enough copper coins to buy the smallest room in Marcia and put his household registration in Marcia's city.

In this way, he and his family can truly escape the shadow of the nobility. After all, their family only lives in a fishing ground, rather than selling themselves to the Algernon family as slaves.

"Look at Uriel! Are those tools going to be sent to us?" Uriel was pulled by his companions. He regained his consciousness and looked at it, leaning on the towering stone walls of Marcia and a pile of wheelbarrows. And all kinds of wooden tools are stacked there in a mess.

"It should be. Didn't it say that we will send a trolley to each of us..." Uriel replied casually, although those trolleys were not enough for these people.

Uriel and his companions were talking in a low voice. He saw a guard coming from the city with sharp eyes. He felt that this was an assignment before starting work. He hurriedly asked the others to silence and shut his mouth.

Sure enough, the guard was standing next to the notice board. He took a deep breath and yelled to them: "Quiet!"

Hearing the guards' shouts, the group of newly hired workers who kept whispering to each other gradually calmed down.

This guard is Byrne who has always guarded the entrance of Marcia. He shouted: "Listen to me, from now on you are working for the noble magician, Lord Nightingale! Your job is to build a new one for Lord Nightingale. Residence, go and dig for the materials you need!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Is the main house a magician?

"Hey, isn't the Lord Nightingale the one who passed the new dishes to us for free not long ago?" Ullil heard the strong man standing next to him say this to his companion.

"What a generous and kind-hearted Mage Your Excellency!"

"Praise Lord Nightingale!"

Such words of praise continued to circulate in the crowd.

"According to Miss Nightingale's instructions, I need to divide you into three teams, and each team will work in a different place!"

"Let me explain to you first that Miss Nightingale promised to equip each person with a trolley. She did buy enough trolleys from other cities at a high price! However, because some cities are too far away, the carriage of trolleys has not yet arrived in Ma West Asia, so the trolleys are currently not available for one person! Now these trolleys will be assigned to the farther team first. In the future, you will gradually distribute the newly delivered trolleys!"

Byrne stopped talking, and looked around the crowd with wide-eyed eyes, trying to see if anyone who didn't have long eyes would disagree.

None of the workers expressed dissatisfaction with this point.

For trolleys, these workers don't really care. After all, the salary of 1 silver coin is enough to satisfy them, but if there is, so much better!

Byrne said a series of words, and he felt that his voice was a little hoarse.

However, he still didn't dare to neglect all Lord Nightingale's entrustment, after all, not only Lord Nightingale was watching behind him, even Lord Yuffi, the lord, came to inspect him personally.

"Let me explain three places of work: The first is the location where Lord Nightingale chose to build his residence, on a cliff near the sea in the Mobu Plain, far away from Marcia. The work here is to excavate the foundations needed for the building, and build The road to Marcia. There is no need to worry about danger, because Miss Nightingale will go to supervise the work!"

"The second one is that I will lead the way to transport the ore back to your lord's iron vein! There is no danger from beasts here, but the journey is the furthest of the three working locations!"

"The third one is the one registered by the sign. Go to the bay leaf forest on the edge of the deserted area of ​​Mobu Plain, excavate and transport the clay back. Although it is more dangerous there, there will also be a master magician to guard! Compared to the other two options, it is a bit more dangerous, so for workers who choose to dig the clay, Miss Nightingale will add 50 copper coins to you!"

"Now, choose! Go to the left of the station where you want to dig the foundation on the cliff, follow me to the middle of the station where the iron ore is transported, and to the right of the station where you are willing to dig clay, hurry up and move!" Bourne shouted after Mo Ye's words. A little bitterly, he felt that his throat was about to smoke, this series of tests too test his memory!

"Your Excellency, your guardian has a good memory..." Mo Ye turned her face to the inside of Marcia's city wall, and she happily said softly to Yuffi who was standing next to her.

"If Byrne can hear you complimenting him, he will be very happy. After all, he admires you very much." Yuffi has been watching the workers roaring about changing positions outside the city, and she is equally happy to answer Mo Ye's question.

"Is Byrne my admirer? I can sign him..."

Next to these two happy lords, there are still unhappy lords, and even the elder Xiali who exudes a cold air all over his body.

He didn't want to speak, and stood there in silence.

Feeling the cold breath rushing over his face, Odder, who also came to watch the excitement, felt that he had better stay away from this mysterious new companion...

He pulled the bubble that showed a small head, and chose to hide on the other side of Mo Ye and Yu Fei.

Outside the city, faced with three choices, some people feel that it is safest to go to the mines, some feel that going to the cliff is closer to Marcia, and some feel that it is more expensive to go to the bay leaf forest.

"Uriel, where are you going?" someone asked him.

"Also, of course I want to go to the place with the most money!" Uriel stood on the right without hesitation, asked his companion hesitated for a while, and finally chose to go to the iron ore vein.

Uriel doesn't care about him. There are more poor people who choose to go with him to the most dangerous but harvested bay leaf forest. It can be said that the majority of people who choose here are poor poor people.

There are only city residents in twos and threes. Uriel can be said to be the leader of the poor. He sees that there is not much difference in the number of people between the three parties, and feels that he should be allocated a trolley here.

Sure enough, Byrne handed out the tools, and the people going to the iron ore veins were all equipped with trolleys because they were too far away.

The rest of the trolleys were for them. Uriel allocated these trolleys one by one. The poor people who followed him acquiesced to him as the leader. The other urban residents with only a few residents had nothing to say.

The crowds going to the cliffs don't need trolleys for the time being. They only need excavation tools now.

Then Bourne gave them a portion of dry food. Today is the first day, so I can only do so first. He promised the workers that they would have a real working meal when they returned in the evening.

He heard Mo Ye say that if there is not a big difference in the number of people between the three parties, she will separate a small group of people who go to the cliff to dig foundations to be the chefs of the engineering team.

Anyway, most people here will cook simple grilled fish and pancakes, with the condiments and new methods provided by Mo Ye, which are definitely better than they usually eat.

After the allocation was completed, Byrne led his team directly away, and Mo Ye turned to Xiali who was on the side, indicating that he could go.

Xiali's whole body turned into a mist, which immediately dissipated, and then reunited in front of the crowd led by Uriel.

With a cold breath, he said to the workers in the same indifferent voice: "You follow me..."

According to the original plan, Mo Ye gave Xiali the coercive effect of a contract. Under this effect, he could only put the safety of the workers in the first place.

Even his own life safety was moved to the rear of the workers' safety under the effect of the contract.

So he could only follow Mo Ye's plan to observe the trail of the Wild Boar King, and then fled with ordinary people.

He also knew that he had always had only one choice.

Xiali compromisingly led the team of workers to the direction of the bay leaf forest.

Mo Ye watched his back disappear before taking Odder and Foam to lead the last team to the cliff.