Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 446 - 271: Your God, Only Lets You Eat Bread

Chapter 446: Chapter 271: Your God, Only Lets You Eat Bread

"Your Majesty Noah, the number of refugees received by Voyager Harbor has exceeded 100,000."

The news coming from the Eastern Coast is becoming increasingly dire, and the accompanying issues are laid out before Noah,

"The refugees are in urgent need of various essential living supplies, and the Radiant Church is requesting our assistance."

"Give them aid."

Noah cannot refuse to aid the refugees, even though most of this group are followers of the Lord of Radiance, it seems likely that this Divine is behind the scenes manipulating.

However, these refugees were able to cross the sea, not only due to the numerous clergy who believe in the Lord of Radiance but also thanks to the help from the Paladins.

Therefore, even knowing there are issues, Noah cannot reveal a flaw in morality, after all, the Paladins were only requesting assistance with basic essential survival supplies.

Providing food is not a big deal, it’s just that the transportation costs are somewhat high, but it can be resolved. The real issue is the subsequent settlement.

According to the Dragon Fairy stationed at the harbor, the refugees who sought asylum and drifted here are mostly followers of the Lord of Radiance, and the vast majority of them are quite devout in their faith.

Especially after this wave of crossing the sea, they truly felt the Divine Revelation from the Lord of Radiance, which led them to reach the safe Xilantia Continent, making their faith unshakably devout.

When such a number of devout believers gather together, it brings many problems.

When over 100,000 devout believers gather together, no ruler can tolerate it, unless in a teaching country where Royal Authority is completely suppressed by Divine Power.

"The Divine Revelation has been fulfilled!"

"All of this is the grace of the Lord!"

"Merciful Lord of Radiance, your glory is everlasting and immortal!"

When the first batch of aid grain from the Holy Dragon Territory arrived at Harbor City, cheers and celebrations erupted around this refugee-riddled, ominous, and rudimentary Harbor City.

"Are these people’s minds broken?"

Standing atop the lighthouse in Harbor City, the Dragon Fairy responsible for managing the area, whose delicately featured face was adorned with gold dragon scales, twisted slightly,

"The grain they are eating is clearly provided by the mercy of our Holy Dragon Emperor, yet they are thanking the Lord of Radiance!"

"They are devout believers, after all. There’s nothing wrong with thanking the Lord of Radiance. The Radiant Sect stationed in Elisium City proactively applied to our Emperor for assistance, and the trade route connecting Harbor City was originally discovered by the Exploration Team sponsored by the Radiant Sect."

On the lighthouse, the Dragon Fairy responsible for garrisoning there along, with a good mindset, cheerfully comforted his companion.

"So what? Whether it’s the land beneath their feet or the grain they are eating now, it all belongs to our Holy Dragon Emperor. For allowing them to stay here and providing them with food, they should be thanking our Emperor!"

The Harbor Governor’s tone was strong and powerful, and the fanatical expression on her face mirrored those of the followers of the Lord of Radiance below, fundamentally no different.

"Telling them this is pointless. No matter what they receive now, as long as it can improve their current conditions, they will think it is the grace of the Lord of Radiance, including the help we give them."

"Then let them realize that it was the revelation of their faith in the Lord of Radiance that allowed them to find their way here alive, but it is the mercy of the Holy Dragon Emperor that allows them to eat their fill on this land!"

The Harbor Governor looked down at the group of refugees surrounding the makeshift Harbor City, pitching tents, a cloud of ominous air around, and her golden vertical pupils flashed with a cold, ruthless light.

As a Dragon Fairy, she had never in her life seen such a deplorable city layout. Even in the poorest villages and towns within the Holy Dragon Territory, they were a thousand times better than this.

This is purely the scene that should belong to the slums that could be found anywhere in the major cities beyond the Holy Dragon Territory, no, even worse than that.

There is not even the most basic sewage system here. Although Harbor City has built such facilities, it never anticipated the need to support 100,000 people in such a short time, leaving no time for construction.

In fact, if not for the considerable number of clergy embedded in these refugee groups, malignant infectious diseases like plagues and malaria would have long since broken out.

Disease can be suppressed, but the myriad of garbage and waste resulting from their lives cannot vanish into thin air. Thus, the sights around Harbor City are now quite unsightly.

The refugees seem to have become accustomed and adapted to such a filthy flow of living environment, but as a Fairy raised in Elisium, renowned as the City of Flowers, she could not tolerate it.

Within the Holy Dragon Territory, hygiene happens to be one of the standards for assessing an official’s performance.

"What do you intend to do? Don’t act recklessly, they are followers of the True God!"

As the Governor’s deputy, the Fairy immediately advised.

A gathering of 100,000 devout believers would be no problem summoning down the embodiment of an upper-level Divine if they collectively sacrificed.

Of course, no Divine would be that extravagant unless it’s at the most critical moment. Even with immense Divine Power, no such decision would be made, every devout believer’s soul is the most cherished currency for the Divine.

"I know, I just want them to feel the mercy and compassion of the Holy Dragon Emperor."