After Becoming The Tyrant

In the tumbling black fire, one after another figures slowly came out from inside, as if they passed through a long twisted passage, the figures were all elongated.

The figures walking out of the gates of hell, their pointed beaks are slightly curved downwards, their pale exoskeletons are buckled on their faces like masks, their glassy eyes, and their black wide-brimmed hats are covered from head to toe. A black robe with the texture of tarpaulin, with finger bones protruding from the cuffs.

The death bird flew out from the gate of hell, and landed on the shoulders of these "people".

"Good evening, gentlemen."

The devil holds a black umbrella and smiles.

He snapped his fingers, and the gates of hell closed silently.

"Come on, gentlemen, the banquet will begin."

Holding the black umbrella, the devil took a step forward, and his figure suddenly appeared far away from the plague ship.The figures who came out of the gates of hell followed closely behind.After they left, the plague ship was burned to ashes by the black fire.

This group of creatures from the dark world quietly walked into the first village infected by the Black Death.

The devil stood on a boulder at the entrance of the village, watching those guys he led out from hell scattered into the city with the sue birds.

A lord of "greed and ill-gotten wealth" is not enough, the gate of hell can only open a small gap without the punishment of the law, he has no way to bring out the whole army of hell directly... that's the only way trouble.

The devil twirled the black umbrella, thinking of something, with a playful smile on his face.Hell... what is hell?That's where evil breeds, where all the most corrupt, most depraved things accumulate.The plague of doom and disaster in the world breeds everywhere in hell.

Even once many creatures from hell come to the world, they themselves are a large source of plague infection.

There are such a few guys in hell, these are the "people" who were lured out of hell by the devil tonight.They feed on "plagues" and like the plagues that have just erupted the most-they think the plagues that are prevalent in the world taste the best.Therefore, at some point, the plague broke out in the world, and they would come to the world quietly to eat a few mouthfuls of fresh plague.

They appeared in some places where the plague was prevalent, and if they ate a lot of the plague, the local epidemic situation improved.

Occasionally, a few lucky guys saw these hell creatures walking in the plague-ridden place, remembered their classic beak mask-like exoskeleton, and black robe and wide-brimmed hat, so imitated their characteristics, Created a doctor's outfit, hoping to do the same. [1]

Oh, according to human parlance, then these guys should be called——

Plague doctor.

"Plague Doctor."

The devil chanted this noun, turning the black umbrella in his hand, with a smile on his face.

Interesting.

People imitate the creatures of hell to try to save themselves, but give its credit to the Lord.

interesting.

The death bird flew over, and the "plague doctors" quickly returned to the devil. The epidemic that had not yet broken out in such a small village seemed to be dissatisfied even with their teeth.

"Okay, next one."

The devil led the group of doctors from hell into the night.

Behind them, the quiet little village has no idea what disaster it has just escaped.

………………

Port of Kossoya.

As the largest port and the most prosperous commercial city on the southeast coast, the situation of Kossoya Port is almost the epitome of the entire southeast coastal city.

"Over there! Stop! Aligned?"

Every hair is neatly combed, buttons are buttoned one by one, and the sleeves are carefully folded up. Mr. Architect holds blueprints in his hand, frowns, and directs the code compiled as "City Cleaning First". The sailors of the "Squad" scoured the streets and laid the dredging pipes made of pottery.

Mr. Architect, whose life principles are "obsessive-compulsive disorder" and "cleanliness", has never loosened his brows since he was thrown by the king to Kossoya Port.

He almost wished to use the water of the entire sea to wash away the entire city.

This messy and dirty city, this unreasonable canal, this sewage that has already flowed on the streets... Mr. the architect wants to commit suicide.

There is nothing more frightening than the commander of a construction team who is obsessive-compulsive and hygienic.

"Okay, over there! Go to the other side! There's still trash in there! Clean it up!"

Mr. Building Planner shouted.

These "city cleaning teams" in Kothsoya come from sailors and crew who have lost their jobs due to the lockdown.

As soon as the blockade order came out, the merchants themselves could not guarantee whether they would lose their money, let alone keep useless sailors and crews in vain—many people lost their jobs overnight and had no source of income.

This is not uncommon in this day and age.

When the protracted war ends and turns to peace, the sailors of the maritime countries who participated in the war will lose their jobs in large numbers.Normally, under such circumstances, many sailors would become pirates, but now they don't even have the chance to become pirates.

The king set up organizing teams for these unemployed sailors in various cities.

The unemployed sailors will be reviewed by the heads of the royal navy in various ports, and those excellent sailors with rich experience and good psychological quality will be absorbed into the king's naval fleet.The rest of the sailors were organized as best they could into city cleanup teams.

Right now, Kossoya Port.

Thanks to the efforts of these re-employed sailors, the sewage drainage system of Kossoya Port is being spread like a spider web little by little.In addition to sailors, citizens are also required by city officials to clean up the environment near their homes-but to be honest, this part has limited success.

The customs blockade has made many people uneasy, and these days there have been constant attempts to violate the blockade.

In this case, don't expect citizens to actively participate in environmental cleanup.

The Rose Iron Cavalry led by General Sean has a new name these days—Blood Rose.This name refers to the bloody tyrant of the Rose family.

Pleading is useless, violent resistance is useless, the king and his soldiers are hard-hearted.

General Sheen dipped his hands into the bone-chilling water.

His hands were clean now, but he always felt the lingering smell of blood on them.

Baron Sean could never forget that day. He stood on the pier, facing the sailors who were struggling to climb up from the icy sea.With his hand on the hilt, the sword was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold.

A saber flashed from the side.

General Sean suddenly turned his head and saw Captain Hawkins standing behind him with a black slanted hat biting a piece of grass. His hand holding the knife was surprisingly stable. The poor sailor fell slowly, blood spreading .

"Even if only one of these people survived. More people will die tomorrow. Your sympathy will only kill more people."

Captain Hawkins was unusually free from madness.

General Sean was shocked. After his own sword was silently taken away by Captain Hawkins that day, he once again felt the unfathomableness of this crazy pirate captain.The sea breeze was blowing the pirate captain's disheveled hair. He looked at the sea, and it seemed that there was a piece of sea hidden in his eyes.

After all, he is a figure who has become a legend in the sea. This pirate captain who is always drunk is also a figure with a lot of past.

"Oh, but it's a nobleman after all."

As soon as General Sean's respect for the pirate captain rose, he turned around and grinned, his tone rippling as always.

"At this time, I can't even draw out the hilt of the sword, yo yo."

General Sean pulled out his sword expressionlessly, and slashed at the side of the pirate captain Hawkins. The corpse of a sailor who climbed up fell back into the sea.

The sound of water "crashing".

wow.

General Sean withdrew his hand from the basin, and the icy water fell down with a "slap" and "slap".

He thought about what the Duke of Buckingham had said before he set off.

Even if he lets just one person go, it will stimulate more people to think that the lockdown order is flexible.At that time, the light result is that he has to kill more unarmed violators, but the serious thing is that people ignore the blockade order, which leads to the collapse of the sea blockade.

Only at the beginning, with no sympathy and no forgiveness, can we establish dignity and save the entire southeast.

Everyone understands the truth.

But every time he swung his sword, General Sean felt that the blood on his hands became heavier.

General Sheen grabbed the cloth and wiped his hands.

Gradually, his movements slowed down and finally stopped in mid-air.

He just killed a few innocent people, and he felt that his hands were bloody, and he felt that his soul was getting heavier and heavier.What about the king?What about the king who signed his name on all the writs?

The blood of so many innocents... How did the king himself feel when he signed his name?

Does the king also feel that his robes are dripping with blood all the time?

If a person lives in blood and heavy burdens all the time, what will he feel like in his heart?

General Sheen recalled several times he had met the king.

The silver-haired, blue-eyed monarch was sitting on his throne, full of glory and majesty, and the gorgeous but cold and heavy crown was tightly wrapped around his temples.

General Sean threw away the cloth to wipe his hands, grabbed the sword that was set aside, and strode out of the room.

Several chambers of commerce organized a petition group to hold a sit-in in front of the city hall in protest.

The Black Death has not yet appeared on the east coast of the Abyss Strait. They did not see its terrible shadow, but they watched their goods piled up in the warehouse—especially the merchants in the export trade of agricultural products.On the other hand, although the city officials have tried their best to organize the unemployed sailors in accordance with the king's order, after all, the city government's economic income is limited and the number of recruits is limited.

The negative impact of the blockade of sea areas cannot be avoided.

There was a lot of noise.

"I am Iron Qiangwei's first general."

General Sean said this to himself before stepping out of the room.

Iron Rose, the king's first iron horse.

Allegiance to the will of the king alone.

…………

Same year, same month.

The other side of the Abyss Strait.

It is completely different from Legrand's strict readiness to block the sea area.Merchant ships are still sailing on the sea, traveling between various ports.He didn't even realize that a black plague with no hope of origin in the inland sea was quietly arriving.

Blessie Kingdom, southwest coast, Port Avell.

This is considered to be a relatively large port on the southwestern coast of the Kingdom of Blaise, and it is the closest port to the Hopeless Inland Sea when it exits the Cro Strait.The merchant ships that traded gold from the Kingdom of Upper El went up the coastline, and part of the route passed here.

Today's Port Avell has been as usual, with boats coming in and out.

In this usual scene, a boat drifted with the waves and eventually ran aground on the sand.Another boat arrived at the pier.A panicked sailor capsized from the boat.

"help me!"

He grabbed his clothes and ran towards the people on the pier, stretching out his hands and calling for help.

Just after running a few steps, he staggered and fell to the ground.

The nearby sailors crowded around in amazement.A bold hand reached out and turned the man over.As soon as it turned over, people exclaimed, and suddenly backed out of an open space—the hand of the overturned sailor was full of pustules.

The cold wind rattled the sails of the two merchant ships.

The Black Death, which Legrand was waiting for, began to spread and break out in these countries on the other side of it.

The second catastrophe came.

The author has something to say: [1] The plague doctor's outfit is very famous.People in the Middle Ages invented beak-shaped masks, hats with large brims, and waxed robes, such as protective equipment for the Black Death.Here is to associate the strange color of the plague doctor's costume with hell, and construct such a legend related to hell.