Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1152 - 650: Tun Autonomous Region_3

The Lizard Queen spent a considerable amount of time training the Blackscaled Lizardfolk, her methods simple and brutal, adhering to the principle of survival of the fittest. Those Blackscaled Lizardfolk who followed these noble traditions managed to survive, while those half-breeds dominated by the Black Dragon’s nature, even if they were her own kin, would be reabsorbed into her stomach for reshaping.

To survive, these Blackscaled Lizardfolk naturally did everything possible to disguise themselves, to restrain their desires, even using magic to alter parts of their innate nature—thus creating the present Blackscaled Lizardfolk, completely centered around the Lizard Queen.

Gregory was promoted to his current position by the Lizard Queen not for his strength nor for his intelligence, but for his exceptional foolish loyalty. Among the entire Blackscaled Lizardman Tribe, this trait stood out remarkably—if one were to measure Gregory by the standards of a Holy Warrior, he wouldn’t even qualify to begin; he’d be considered more selfish and despicable than most Humans.

Facing the temptations from Anachet, the Serpent People’s High Priest, and Gaven of the Conqueror Army, Gregory subconsciously resisted due to his nature. If he were a typical half-Black Dragon, he would have taken the Lizardfolk Army and fled back to Tun Marsh at the first sign of unfavorable situation for the Lizard Queen, staging a court coup, claiming everything for himself (whether the Dragon’s Nest Treasury or the Blackscaled Lizardman Tribe). By then, his rule here would be a replica of the Lizard Queen’s, or even more intensified, turning the entire Blackscaled Lizardfolk into tools serving him.

Always struggling against his nature, Gregory was very aware of the dispositions of his siblings; many of them couldn’t wait to replace him. If they were entrusted with great power, no one knew what could happen.

Compared to allowing such a situation to unfold, it was better to have everything under his own control—at least he could ensure he could manage his personal desires and prioritize the interests of the entire Blackscaled Lizardman Tribe.

After understanding this, Gregory no longer hesitated. His massive body knelt on one knee before Gaven and said, "I, Gregory, am willing to honor my Lord as the Guardian of Tun Marsh. I will lead the entire tribe of Blackscaled Lizardfolk in Tun Marsh to pledge allegiance to my Lord, and accept your protection. Your holy will is ours, we will always follow in your footsteps, never to betray."

"Please rise, General." Gaven, who had removed his Combat Armor, showed a sincere smile and said, "We now have a good start, let’s continue discussing some details."

"I wonder if my Lord has any good suggestions?" Gregory quickly adjusted his attitude, knowing even if he were pushed forward as King, his powers wouldn’t be as autonomous as during the Lizard Queen’s era. He would face severe restrictions and would have to act according to the will and pace of the other party; at any time, they could easily put a new King in place, or even bring back the Lizard Queen.

From the moment the Lizard Queen was overthrown, he was at an absolute disadvantage regarding this matter. The only thing he could do was to use all his might to maneuver within and strive to secure more benefits for the Blackscaled Lizardman Tribe, ensuring they would not become a subjected servant race, used as expendable fodder like how the Mad Frogman were used. freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Before we talk about this issue, let me introduce someone to you." Gaven pointed to a middle-aged man who appeared next to him at some point, "This is Boray, a devout Sacrificer dedicated to Lady Strategy. He will serve as your Vizier, providing you with counsel and assisting you in reorganizing the Lizard Court and controlling the entirety of Tun Marsh."

Although Gaven was preparing to implement self-governance in Tun Marsh, it did not mean he would fully let go of all affairs. Placing his own people was imperative.

Fortunately, he wasn’t starting his path as a Conqueror empty-handed, where all his generals were simply the best among the worst, promoted out of necessity while still being evaluated.

The hundred Holy Strategists that Katherine allocated to him, if described as all being good at national governance, would be an overstatement, but to say they were outstanding mid-to-lower-tier commanders and generals would not be exaggerated at all. Among them, several ranked just below Veranika in the Yin Hong Covenant.

Boray was one of these individuals. Although the Armor he wore bore the emblem of Lady Strategy, it was very simple and full of scratches, revealing airs that belonged to the Tempus War Priests.

He was a testament to the good relationship between the Lord of War and Lady Strategy. Until the year before, he was a Believer of Tempus, but when Lady Strategy opened her Divine Position, he found her array of divinities more in tune with his character and quickly switched to her service. However, Tempus’ grace did not leave him; he became a Dual Deity Priest.

The schemes of Lady Strategy, and the divine positions of Scheming and Tactical Divinity, are not limited to the realm of war; they also apply to the field of governance, especially for abominations like the Lizard Court which are doomed to never practice any form of democracy or constitutional monarchy. The most suitable form of governance for them is military governance.

The military is the state, the state is the military.

Whether it’s Blood Gorge City or Colossus City, including the Dragon Oak Territory, they all followed this path.

"It is my honor," Gregory knew he couldn’t refuse this personnel arrangement, nor should he.

In fact, he was somewhat forced into this situation and was still confused; he felt he could govern the entire Blackscaled Lizardman Tribe well, but when it actually came to governing, he had no idea where to start.

Among the many breeds of Giant Dragons, Black Dragons were never known for their intelligence, and the Lizardfolk were on par with Gnolls and Goblins. Offspring from the union of these two races were seldom endowed with exceptional Intelligence; the majority had heads filled with muscle lumps. Compared to using their brains, they were more adept at swinging their fists.