I'm a villain, not a devil

Illya looked at the newly arrived team curiously. Unlike the slaves of the ego religion, the people in front of her were obviously either rich or noble.

However, this group of former masters are now in a miserable state. It is obvious that the long journey from the imperial capital to Paradise City has made them suffer a lot.

Sean was laughing and hugging Moza, who pushed his glasses up with a cold expression and finally shook his head.

"Brother, you are so ignorant."

Sean's face changed. He kicked Moza's butt, and started to curse: "I'm still concerned about your safety on the road, and you say I'm ignorant?"

Moza, who was already used to it, patted his butt and climbed up, holding back the smile on his face, and said calmly: "I received a message from Jiajia, she asked me to propose to you - you are such a beast, brother, Jiajia is just a child."

Sean rolled his eyes: "You two brothers must be mentally ill."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jiajia, who had received the message, popped out from somewhere.

She greeted him excitedly, and then started: "Brother, have you proposed marriage?"

Moza pushed his glasses and said, "Brother is immature. Are you still immature? It will take at least two years. If you give birth to a child now..."

Sean couldn't help it anymore, and kicked the brother and sister to the ground one by one: "Get out!"

Is this how Mr. Sean gets along with the people closest to him... Illya, who was a little dazed, quickly took a few steps back, pretending she didn't see it.

And another person stepped out from the imperial capital's team.

Looking at Sean, the young man with many white hairs showed a complicated expression, and finally bowed and said: "Bai You greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Hey, Bai You is here too?" Xiao En helped him up with a smile, and then pretended to be angry and said to Mo Zha, "Boy, why did you let Bai You ride in this big cart with these people?"

Bai You shook his head: "Please don't blame Mr. Moza, he has taken good care of me along the way..."

His expression was slightly bitter when he said this, but compared to others, he was indeed dressed neatly.

Sean took him aside with a smile and said, "Your Highness the Third Prince, from now on, you don't have to be polite to me. Paradise City is your home."

Bai You was silent for a moment, and finally smiled with relief and said, "I am just a demoted commoner. It is not in accordance with the rules to call me Your Highness... If Your Highness does not mind, Bai You dare to ask you to give me a job and be willing to serve you."

"Why are you talking so politely?" Sean pretended to be displeased and then called Illya over.

"This is His Royal Highness the Third Prince of the Empire."

Illya was a little confused. Why was the prince of the empire here? Moreover, the group of high-ranking officials and nobles were all dejected and dared not speak loudly.

What is the relationship between Mr. Sean and this group of people?

Sean smiled and said, "This is the Lord of Paradise City, Illya."

"Greetings, City Lord." Bai You said respectfully.

"From now on, Bai You, you will be Illya's secretary. Well, she has just taken office as the city lord and is still unfamiliar with many things. You can help keep an eye on her." Sean decided Bai You's future with just one sentence.

This is already an excellent position... Bai You knew it very well and bowed in gratitude.

Sean looked at the team that looked as if they were dead, and a malicious smile appeared on his face: "Bai You, you will be in charge of allocating these people."

"Yes." Bai You has completely immersed himself in the role.

He walked up to the team with the list and read it out expressionlessly: "Former Police Chief Eberhard Ecker—"

A middle-aged man with a big belly came out wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"From now on, you will go to the Paradise City Police Station to do some odd jobs and sort out the rules and regulations of the Imperial Capital Security Bureau."

"……Yes."

"Former Viscount of the Empire..."

He read out the names one by one, and people kept coming out of the team. The positions of these lords and nobles were almost all at the lowest level in Paradise City. Only those who had some abilities originally had better positions, but of course there was a world of difference compared to before.

Sean stood by and watched with a smile. Seeing that Illya was a little dazed, he said softly, "They are all talented people."

Illya turned around, somewhat confused.

Sean pursed his lips and said, "The biggest advantage of this group of people is that they are all literate. Even though they used to be corrupt and indulge in pleasure, they are capable in their respective fields. Some of them were the pragmatists of the former empire. They are much better than you in administration."

Illya looked at the team of nearly ten thousand people and couldn't help but swallow nervously.

According to this, the "brand new" nature system of Paradise City can indeed be greatly enhanced, and the previously fragile ecology can also be quickly repaired, but...

There is no wrong version in the 6 book forum!

She couldn't help but ask, "But they were nobles and high-ranking officials in the past. If they were asked to do clerical work, wouldn't we have to worry about..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the rest of it was clear.

When a makeshift team encounters a group of old foxes, it is very easy for them to lose their own opinions, or even be slowly infiltrated by the other party's ideas.

But Sean just smiled and raised his voice: "Are you worried that this group of slaves will infiltrate the upper echelons of Paradise City?"

The word "slave" was clearly heard by everyone. An extremely rich expression flashed across their depressed faces, and finally, they lowered their heads.

No one objected, and no one expressed their displeasure. They just endured it all silently.

Because, having once been in high positions, they understand what the name Sean really means.

They used to be the closest comrades-in-arms of the other princes. Now Her Royal Highness the Princess controls the situation in the imperial capital and has the support of the military. They only left the imperial capital under the name of "foreign affairs dispatch", which was considered the last bit of dignity they had retained.

But Sean, who was notorious in the imperial capital, obviously didn't think so, and the masters who had expected it also acquiesced to his status as a slave.

The loser must bear such a price, and those who are fighting for the right to inherit the throne understand this very well.

After everyone had finished their assignments, Sean just smiled slightly at Bai You's back. He turned to Illya and said, "You know what to do if Bai You does anything that is not in line with his status."

His voice was extremely calm: "Just kill him."

Illya's heart tightened, and she immediately said respectfully: "I understand."

Sean clapped his hands immediately and said happily: "Well, with so many veterans joining the administrative system, it has become very simple all of a sudden. I am optimistic about you, keep going."

He was not worried at all that these former noble lords might have their own little thoughts after a long time. The original residents of Paradise City might be easily deceived, but the members of the Rainbow Nest Clan, who knew nothing about administration but were very perceptive, did not need to worry about this.

Moreover, after a year or two, when the new system of Paradise City is fully mature, these slaves from the imperial capital will no longer be of any use.