MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 125

An Xu's first reaction when he heard Wang Ming was "You're **** kidding me."

Forced marriage? I have never seen such a simple and rude policy in the policy of recuperating and encouraging reproduction. Do you think this is breeding? Will the next target person grow out of nowhere? Earl Anna laughed directly in front of the herald who delivered the king's order. She asked, "If you don't marry yourself within a week, you will be forced to marry. Does this include our doctors who are running around Yamenan?"

"Indeed," said the herald.

"Then let them come back." An Xu said without thinking.

The herald was dumbfounded.

"This, this... Please be calm, Lord Earl," he stammered, "I will ask His Majesty the King for instructions!"

The king was very dissatisfied with this kind of coercion (Anxu pointed out that he was only stating what would happen), but considering the epidemic that was about to run to the door, he could only reluctantly agree. Richard II allowed Earl Anna to dispose of the omegas under her rule by herself, and could accept not marrying immediately, but still ordered her to combine these omega with alpha as soon as possible.

"So many unmarked omegas will cause endless trouble." He declared maliciously, "I don't want to see a good omega being ruined by refugees."

An Xu felt that what she said was quite reasonable, so she ordered to strengthen the armed forces escorting the doctors. She told the guards that anyone who tried to attack the doctor, even though the attack was polite, it was fine to kill them, regardless of their identities. As long as it is self-defense, their lord will support them if anything happens. The guards breathed a sigh of relief. They had just broken the leg of a little nobleman who had attempted **** near Urburg. Counting the time, it happened to be the time when the king hit a wall with Earl Anna and said harsh words.

Richard II was frustrated publicly and privately, and his anger was brewing into something else.

The "wizard hunting" movement that was prevalent in the Black Plague a hundred years ago has made a comeback in today's Yamenan.

The holy city of Alingu was sealed off, but the scattered Holy See forces were still there. The core personnel had already received the news in advance to go to Alingu to take refuge, and the peripheral priests who were blocked outside the holy city temporarily cooperated with the royal court in order to survive the plague. Stoves were refurbished everywhere, setting fire to the sick and purifying captured witches.

It is the right time to start the Witch Hunt in the midst of the plague. The white house in the low-level brothel has the worst sanitation environment, and the infection is the easiest to spread. Therefore, it is quite reasonable to put the epidemic on the unruly omega here. People in the old Holy See claimed that the plague came from the slutty omega, and they blamed these wizards for having **** with devils and contracting the disease, so that they would spread the disease to innocent people. Wang Ting followed suit and released hunting manuals called "Witch's Whip" all over the place.

Wizards can mate with devils. Wizards can confuse people's hearts and control people's likes and dislikes. Wizards can affect the sexual ability of alphas and the fertility of believers, steal babies, and spread plagues. The horrific statement made the civilians turn pale with fright, and quickly asked the literate adults how to identify the wizard. This is where The Whip of the Sorcerer comes into play.

How to find the wizard? You have to beware of liars who use the name of a holy man but don't cover their faces, beware of #淫阴监直点# bitch, beware of a **** who has killed his own alpha and has no heirs, beware of splitting up and not communicating with others Combined spinster. The above-mentioned candidates are very likely to be evil wizards, and the believers should catch them and turn them over to the courts everywhere.

The Inquisition used to interrogate all suspected witches using sacred means, for example, throwing people who might be witches into the water, and if they floated, they were witches and should be burned. If they sink...the Lord will bless these souls who have proved their innocence. But why is there a shortage of people now? Even wizards should be given a chance to repent. The adults of the Trial House will take great risks to judge them with their bodies. Those who do not conceive after a few months must be unforgivable wizards. Only the bodies polluted by the devil are barren and should be burned to death mercilessly. If they are lucky enough to conceive, they will be cleansed by the masculinity of the Trial House. Of course, they should stay in the Trial House favored by the gods to ensure that the exorcised demons will not attack again.

Many people are convinced by The Witch Whip that omegas are inherently odd genders. They have an ugly #estrous period, and the smell is distracting. Even the Bible says that they are carrying original sin, so they are worthy of vigilance.

Alva left the Bungalow defense line without saying a word after learning of this incident. He returned to the border of Tibes and continued to conduct the drug research they had focused on with his apprentice Rosa. Don't care anymore. The staff led by Mayor Charlotte and the representatives of the Holy One from the Evangelical Church came to discuss with Earl Anna how to deal with the king's insidious tricks. The meeting was very long, and Chris, who didn't have much to say, left for a while. Saw Caleb at the corner window.

The person in charge of the Bungalow Branch of Nightingale's Throat was lying on the window sill, looking out the window in boredom. He caught sight of the Chief Knight out of the corner of his eye and waved to Chris.

"Are they still talking?" Caleb asked, sighing after getting an affirmative answer. He asked abruptly, "Do you like the Earl?"

Chris was frozen in place by the sudden question, he didn't expect Caleb to ask this suddenly. Caleb didn't say anything after he bumped into Chris stealing his marriage last time, and Chris thought it was over.

The chief knight faltered there, and Caleb continued on his own: "So what if you like to kiss, she always kisses you in front of others."

Chris didn't know how to answer, so he smiled embarrassedly.

"Why can't omegas kiss their lovers?" Caleb turned back, resting his chin and said, "When I came out just now, the saints were discussing how to get rid of the shameless rumors about omega's lewdness from doctors and the new church, saying that The omega on our side is not such a person. But so what if it’s 'shameless'? Do you deserve to be insulted and burned to death? What’s wrong with just wanting to be nice to the person you like, just enjoying the pleasure of your own body? ? Didn't hurt anyone else!"

He frowned while talking, Huo Di straightened up, and asked aggressively: "I have lovers, many of them. Do you think I'm mean too?"

"That's your choice," Chris said softly.

Caleb stared at him aggressively for a while, as if to judge whether he was talking ironically. After a while, the young man suddenly lost his temper, and returned to the sleepy look just now.

"I thought you were a chastity, supporting alphas who give their chastity to themselves, like a jade or something, just like those noble sheepdogs—don't tell them I said so." He muttered.

"I just don't like to find a lover casually." Chris shook his head, "It's not because of chastity, I don't think I was born to be prepared for someone."

Caleb looked at him and burst out laughing.

"I really didn't like you wrong." He patted Chris on the shoulder familiarly, "I used to admire you, the leader of the Storm Knights! At that time, I was a little whore, listening to those useless things. Softleg Shrimp Alpha said that you are such a terrifying monster, I thought to myself, how can there be such a powerful omega..."

The former prostitute looked into the distance, as if lost in memory.

"Omegas can't be strong, brave, and active. They have to be gentle, elegant, and delicate to be liked. They like passionate prostitutes, but they will only marry dignified and weak omega. It's better not to know anything, but to be full of faces." Waiting to be used in embarrassment—is this lack of confidence in your own technology?" Caleb snorted, "Rebecca's mother didn't let me pick up the guests before, it was to keep me to lure valuable backers, Anna Adults are not interested in me, so I can do whatever I want. As soon as I stood firm, I found a lover. I don’t love her, but she is good-looking and has good skills, and #bedcomfortable with her. Someone I know said that I He's a bitch, he's finally able to stop being a prostitute and go get **** by himself, he knows nothing! The person I choose will listen to me, so what if he gets fucked, I'm still **** him!"

Chris listened quietly, and he could see that the other party didn't need to answer, just wanted to talk.

"Say that I'm mean and don't love myself. How come no one says that an alpha who goes to brothels every day is mean? Why is it normal for alphas to like sex, but omega's are frivolous and want to go to hell? It's more normal for the **** who is obviously in #estrus to need sex. Caleb spoke faster and faster, "Omega can endure #estrus, and alpha loses its mind when it smells the smell, which one is more like a low-level animal? And the omega with higher tolerance deserves to endure it ?Can't we have desires? Can't we take care of ourselves? We..."

He paused as if out of breath, and said slowly, "Our bodies should belong to us."

When enlightenment was born in the hearts of the future leader of Throat of Nightingale, An Xu's patience was approaching the limit in the meeting room separated from them by a wall.

The meeting lasted for two hours, and there were reports and discussions. An Xu's thoughts evolved from "Is the king mentally disabled?" Rubbing her temples with a headache, she interrupted the discussion and asked, "Is it necessary to consider the situation of the entire Yamenan? The king can only control the area near Urburg, right? Doesn't anyone ignore such nonsense orders?" ?”

As we all know, Yamenan is a country full of lords, the king divides the territory, and the people in each territory are first subordinate to their lords. If any lord was perfunctory on such a trivial matter, the king would not be able to send troops to fight it.

"My lord," Charlotte said helplessly, "most lords are happy to obey."

Single alpha is heavily taxed, and the lords can get wealth. Unmarried and widowed omega are forced to marry, and the lords can get the population. The king's policy towards the nobles was more lenient. He re-divided the unclaimed land caused by the plague, and announced that it would be donated to the noble families who had sons and married next in turn. The aristocrats are like demolition households before the division of houses. They get their children engaged as soon as possible and make their own children as soon as possible. Only those who are too old to have children and have no unmarried children will complain a few words.

There is almost no objection from the upper class. With their active cooperation, these absurd orders seem to be popular. Some people may have opinions, such as civilians who account for 90% of the total population, but who cares about that. By the way, the witch hunt is prepared for this, His Majesty the King is really very wise. Witch-hunting gives these wretches an outlet, and no matter how tough times are, they find comfort in torturing the less fortunate, as the commoners of Yamenan always do.

The only opponent among the high-level officials was Prime Minister Roland. He did not directly speak out, but visited many upper-level nobles. After finishing this, Duke Roland went to see the king, and calmly pointed out the possible consequences of this series of orders. King Richard said he was alarmist, and he resigned straight away.

Roland crossed out some particularly stupid names on the list of nobles belonging to his party, and then wrote secret letters about the attitudes of some important officials and sent them to Queen Eve.

His Majesty has hardly slept with the Queen these days because she has not been pregnant with another child. However, since she gave birth to the son of prophecy, and has always been virtuous and generous in matters of lovers, the king did not hesitate to give her the face of the queen. Mrs. Cynthia, Richard II's favorite lover, is pregnant, and the king, who yearns for the prosperity of the golden blood more and more as he grows older, is overjoyed. When he gave Mrs. Cynthia a lot of preferential treatment, he found several lovers to sow seeds everywhere. The selected young omegas fought for favor with all their strength, and the dragon species in their stomachs was their biggest bargaining chip.

Eve has never been pregnant, and Roland thinks she did it on purpose. This ambitious omega has no intention of wasting her time and energy on the next child, she is obviously more willing to fight for other weights.

This is why Roland finally chose to cooperate with her.

The prime minister is a workaholic who lacks ambition. He can't be said to be concerned about the country and the people, but he still likes his job and doesn't want to become unemployed. If the boss becomes more and more stupid, in order to keep the company from going bankrupt, he can only make other preparations.

He watched from a distance the king's new lover, who was proud of his toes, who swaggered through the market with his stomach upright, thinking that he had won a big game in the competition. Roland didn't know whether to sympathize with them or envy their short-sighted happiness. What does it mean to be a son of a king? When the dynasty collapses, all royal family members and nobles will become lowly.

If Yamenan is still what it used to be, the commoners will indeed vent their despair to the witch hunt as the nobles expected. But now, hopeless death after madness is no longer the only option.

A man named a doctor brings hope of life, and troubadours and Protestant missionaries tell of a land free from disease and disaster. Under their guidance, civilians with nothing to flee to a sanctuary free from disease, heavy taxes and witch hunts. There is the Bungalow line of defense in the north, and the Tibes border and Abery County in the south. If you are unlucky to live in the middle, you can also go to the territory of Lord Roland and Her Majesty's family. The gates are open to the refugees.

Although some are stupid enough to regard them as the culprits, people protected by guards are not "wizards" who can be dealt with at will. The thugs were wiped out by the guards in the counterattack, and the idiots who closed the city gates would not be attacked. The doctors are all good people, and there are people from a country to save, so there is no time to forcibly treat these loyal believers who are full of resistance to them. They leave these villages, leaving these people with the disease.

In the countryside abandoned by the lords, many surviving villagers migrated away in groups, leaving a deserted ghost village. In the city where the lords were located, some people also began to secretly leave with the team of doctors, including Alpha. Richard II is an alpha king with supremacy, but to the common people, the benefits of being an alpha are simply a joke. In the eyes of the nobles, the omega in the territory is a sow that gives birth, and the alpha is a horse that needs to be bred and worked. Regardless of gender, they are the cattle of the lords.

In relatively wealthy places, such as the former commercial capital of Tevin City, hundreds of omegas escaped.

In the stories of the troubadours, there are places where marriage is not required, where the omega can go to school to learn to read, and can also work to support themselves. The law there protects omegas, and omegas are also respected. If you don’t believe me, please take a look at the doctors, how many omegas are there in this magical team that can bring people back to life.

The most valued subgender is not born with it, but differentiated after the teens, so the gender structure here is not as stubborn as it was in the ancient world of Ansyria. Alpha is noble, omega is humble, and the brainwashing between beta stations has been going on. However, not everyone can accept such things as becoming a third-class citizen when they grow up to be teenagers.

The children who grew up together have similar conditions, but suddenly differentiated, you can suddenly become my master? The confusion and dissatisfaction brought about by the gap cannot completely disappear, and it can only become resigned day after day. When gender-based oppression becomes too powerful, it is bound to bring backlash.

The highest peak of population flight occurs at the time of tax collection. When collecting poll tax according to the population, because of stupidity or greed, most of the lords calculated according to the population of last year.

That is to say, for a family of five where three people died due to the plague, the remaining two people had to pay five people's tax.

The tax collector found a large empty room, as in the worst days of the plague, except that there were no dead bodies in the room-nothing of value. The lord who discovered the loss of property hastily made amends, and the private army that never mobilized when the plague, alien beasts, and robbers attacked the people surrounded the residential area, staring wide-eyed, and would never let a single animal... Ah no, it was a citizen, never They fled right under their noses.

Civilians found unable to escape are no longer smuggled.

They attacked the lord.

In the past, it was not that there were no civilians who revolted when they were about to die, but the rabble composed of ordinary people was never the opponent of the nobles with many supernatural beings. But this year there is a big difference, the plague attacks indiscriminately, and can also infect people with supernatural powers.

A terrible uprising broke out in a heavily taxed place visited by a corps of doctors. The rebels had no powers or sharp weapons, and they operated in the dead of night, throwing dead rats into the lord's residence.

The means that Anxu had thought about but failed to implement were carried out by this group of desperate poor people. With the idea that they would have to die if they were unsuccessful, they rushed towards the high-ranking adults with the corpses of dead rats and those who died of disease. The nobles awakened from sleep called out for the supernatural beings, but the supernatural beings on patrol had already fled when they discovered what the hordes of enemies were equipped with. Salary is not important. The supernatural beings who used to attack civilians like a game, once they found out that they would die, they suddenly broke their livers and fled with their heads in their arms.

People drove away the supernatural beings, set fire to the Lord's Mansion, and then the sick people sought treatment from doctors. They are not afraid of being unable to pay, and now that the lord who stopped them is dead, they can of course happily go to the fabled heaven on earth.

Without any planning, Anxu gained many territories and people without bloodshed. Fortunately, her territory is always short of people.

In contrast, under Count Anna, who is calm and calm, the center of the recent topic is no longer the plague.

Anxu received a petition with thousands of people signing on it to implore the lord to pay attention to omega rights. These omegas from Thunder Castle, Abery City, and Spring City, who are mainly doctors, medical students, and workers, request to have the same status as the other two genders. Specifically, there are two points: equal pay for equal work and freedom of marriage.

When An Xu asked the mayor Charlotte with this, Charlotte looked taken aback and was quite embarrassed. "It was actually delivered to you..." She said with some embarrassment, "Please believe that it was just a coincidence."

"A coincidence of thousands of people?" An Xu pointed to the long name above, "How long has it been? I didn't know until today."

"It's just a matter of the last one or two months!" Charlotte said hastily, "This is just an exceptional behavior of a guild, and their application is not popular. You have treated them preferentially enough."

I don't know when, the omegas working in Thunder Castle formed a loose assembly. Because it is quite rare for an omega to go out to work to support themselves, and some omegas who know what the outside world is like have a sense of crisis as marginal people. As Anxu's territory became larger and larger, this organization with only omega also became larger and more mature and tight.

Highly educated former medical students who inherited a self-reliant (and sometimes extreme) spirit from their mentor Alva are the backbone of this organization; work in factories, earn money to support their families, have a voice in the family or Workers with the ability to support themselves alone are the foundation of this organization; children of merchants who have no inheritance rights but are flexible, students who have graduated from school and are unwilling to obey the family's arrangement to marry, bereaved people who have lost their alpha at home and survived on their own, etc. etc. are attracted by such organizations.

Influenced by the nickname of the chief knight "Moonlight Thorn", this omega organization is named "Gladiola".

The Gladiolus Club is a non-governmental organization. It manages a lot of things, from parents' short stories to omega disease research, pregnancy matters, job choices, etc. It protects the interests of members and solves the problems that members encounter related to the gender of omega. Among all kinds of high-level guilds, Jianlan Club is a guild that is not very popular. Some people jokingly call it "Mother's Club" or "Bride Training Club".

However, the Gladiolus Society is not the kind of organization they thought it was at all.

When the king's order of forced marriage spread throughout Earl Anna's territory, many vigilant Omega immediately thought of their guild. The lord has said that the king's order will not be carried out here, but what if it is changed arbitrarily one day? Do these birds who have seen the sky still want to be put back in their cages? The answer is of course no.

The members of the Gladiator Society quickly got together and started planning what the guild had to do with an efficiency comparable to that of the lord's staff. After the members of Throat of the Nightingale also joined in, the information gap of the Gladiolus Society was quickly made up, and the speed of communication in each fast territory increased by leaps and bounds.

The omegas of the Gladiolus Society began to distribute their own leaflets, calling for respect for the rights of omega. Someone delivered a speech in the theater or on the street, listing the contributions of omega since the city was founded, and calling on people to pay attention to the importance of omega beyond the status of spouse and mother. Some people have also submitted petitions to officials at all levels, demanding that omega have the same treatment as the other two genders, such as the right to inherit property even if they are single or childless. It would take years for the gladiolus to grow to this scale, several months for planning, and finally, within a few days, everyone under Earl Anna's leadership would know their names.

But not necessarily a good name.

Charlotte wasn't lying, their actions were not well received. Most of the onlookers watched the excitement, and the officials were quite surprised by this. Many relatives of the Gladiolus Society members felt that they were embarrassing, and the omega who escaped from other places felt that they could not understand. What is this doing? Are they crazy? In Earl Anna's territory, omega's status is already high enough, omega can go to school, can work, and won't be judged as a wizard if they don't get married, what else do they want? Want omega to rule the world? ! Many omegas who do not agree with the Gladiolus Society have the strongest opposition. They are afraid that the Gladiolus will anger the lord and make them lose their previous rights.

An Xu didn't tell Charlotte much, she summoned the president of the Gladiolus Society, an omega named Emily in her thirties. An Xu asked straight to the point: "If I disagree, what are you going to do?"

"Members of the Gladiolus Club will go on strike," said the capable president.

"There are many people who can replace you, right? Going home at this time will be a big loss to you?" An Xu said.

"My lord, among us are skilled craftsmen who are good at technologies that require months of learning to use, teachers who teach medical students, nurses who work in hospitals, chefs who cook for many people in the cafeteria, and Nightingale People from the Throat... If we go on strike at the same time, you may not be able to find enough people to replace us in a short time." Emily smiled, "We have no malicious intentions, nor do we mean to threaten the Earl. We just want everyone You know, the work of omega has been integrated into everyone's life."

"Okay, come on." An Xu replied.

"You...you agreed?" Emily's determined expression showed cracks, and she was full of equipment to brush the devil, but the other party directly said that it was you who won. An Xu laughed amused by her, and patted her on the shoulder.

"What you are pursuing is not simple in any era, accompanied by long wrangling, bloodshed, and so on." An Xu said, "But since I am in charge here, why not?"