For a moment, The Clan Chief didn’t seem to know what to say. He had been insulted many ways, by many different people. But the pure audacity of this dragon to tell him that his people lived like savages, when wild dragons roamed the continent, killing and burning as they pleased, was beyond words.
"What rules are you trying to enforce on my Clan?" The Chief demanded, losing patience with Orthos.
The bronze dragon sighed. "Just the essentials of civilized society, as I see that your clan has devolved somewhat since I departed a few thousand years ago.
My guards will enforce the laws against theft, and prevent violence against others wherever they see it.
That is all. For now.
However, there are other aspects of the city that will require attention and maintenance. For example, I fixed the running water situation, but I see that none of the new homes have been built with access to the lines.
At least the public fountains are flowing now.
Also, the sewer lines are repaired, so liquid waste dumped in the street like primitives discovering a lost civilization will flow out of the city. I will have the sanitation wagons clear the solid debris from the street to be disposed of in the incinerator.
We can discuss educating the people about the newly placed rubbish bins later.
This whole place needs cleaning, so I will return here once we have discovered the source of the disturbance that is limiting the System’s activation and resume my role as City Lord."
The Clan Chief roared and charged at Orthos with a spiked club in his hand, but the Bronze Dragon simply transformed and stomped on him, smashing the man into the ground as he glowed with divine light.
Dealing with lawbreakers and troublemakers was the domain of his god, and Orthos was not going to lose a challenge for his city before he even had a chance to clean it or restore order and the rule of law.
The Clan Chief looked baffled as he flailed under Orthos’ claw. He had been defeated with a single strike, and the dragon didn’t even have to try to keep him pinned down.
Was this the physical advantage between dragons and the rest of the world?
"Perhaps we should continue the search on our own? Your city has a lot of renovations to do, and the Bunga Guild House probably needs a good cleaning before you start to recruit new members.
It’s been a few thousand years since the Darklight Host last ruled the city of Bunga, and they do look like they could use a bit of guidance." Karl suggested.
Orthos rumbled in annoyance, then nodded and dropped an item from his inventory at Karl’s feet.
{You can use that to find anomalies. One of them must be the source of the problem, so just follow the disruption toward its strongest point, then use that to pinpoint the issue.
But you should at least rest here for one night first. It’s still early, but there are no other cities in easy walking distance.
Or were you planning to fly?} Orthos asked.
"I was going to fly, but an overnight stay doesn’t seem too bad. Why don’t you start on educating the Clan Chief about his responsibilities while I inform the people of the changes that have been made?" Karl suggested.
Orthos transformed back into the unassuming old Cleric he had arrived looking like, and then picked up the Bunga Clan Chief.
"Now, let’s head for city hall, and I can fill you in on some of the changes that will be happening here. I am not interested in replacing the Bunga Clan, only in keeping order within the city.
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