Frank Region, Calais.

This place is across the sea from the Kent region of the British Province, just a straight distance of thirty to forty kilometers.

At this moment, a disguised Kvito had already arrived here. Anya had a chamber of commerce in a nearby town. Due to a massacre on the coastline at that time, Kvito was removed from his position and sent directly to the Frank region to recruit more young exiles.

"Lord Kvito."

A man dressed as a Gaul greeted his arrival, bowed his head, respectfully greeted him, and led the way to the residence here.

Kvito had been taken down.

But everyone knew that his comeback was only a matter of time since he was a long-time follower of the Governor, one of the earliest exile leaders. Even if he had fallen, he still held the title of commander of the Britannia Sea Defense Corps. As long as there was a chance for merit in the future, he could immediately lead the regular British Legion.

Moreover, the massacre on the coastline at that time was British revenge. Kvito took the blame voluntarily and had already won the hearts of many legion centurions.

Such a person could become an important figure in the Britain Kingdom again at any time.

Inside the room.

Kvito looked at the others and frowned, saying, "Where are the others?"

"Why are there so few people?"

"Haven't those secretly recruited exiles migrated over yet?"

A person nearby showed a troubled expression and cautiously said, "Lord Kvito, there's a problem."

Kvito's eyes narrowed as he asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The person whispered, "They've been detained."

"The Franks said they are runaway slaves, and they're all detained at the Calais border."

Runaway slaves?

The various Frankish tribes indeed have a slave system.

Kvito seemed to keenly sense something, speaking in a deep voice, "Tell me in detail what happened."

The person looked at their companions and said variously, "Most of them are fine."

"They are the Bagada people who fled from Burgundy."

"They are basically bankrupt farmers."

"But a small group are from small Frankish tribes that were defeated and annexed; they were stripped of identity and reduced to slavery. Some heard about news from Britannia and quietly fled to join the exiles."

"Some were also unwilling to be slaves to barbarian nobles and fled together."

"Reportedly, they also killed a few slave overseers."

Killing?

Upon hearing this, Kvito was not afraid but rather a bit excited and asked, "What about our people?"

"Did anyone die?"

The person cautiously answered, "There were no casualties among those secretly recruiting exiles."

"But a dozen runaway slaves were executed, their bodies nailed at the crossroads."

"Other people fleeing from Burgundy also died."

Deaths!

That's great.

Kvito could hardly suppress his inner excitement and said in a deep voice, "Immediately block the news, I will personally go to negotiate with them."

"Send someone to inform Lord Severus and then send a message to London."

"Personally deliver it to the Governor!"

All along, the British Province had been continuously absorbing population from the Gaul Region, mainly the Bagada exiles who were young.

Historically, these people were absorbed by nearby barbarian tribes but were at the lowest levels of society, barely surviving. Among them, the Franks and the Western Goths were the best fed, almost gaining hundreds of thousands of young laborers out of thin air.

But now, the largest piece of cake had basically been eaten by Duncan.

After all, Duncan's rise relied on exiles, and in the early legion, the proportion of exiles was not small. So later, as word spread that exiles under Duncan's command were allocated land and plots, more and more Bagada people became tempted.

Since the British Province began to recuperate, Severus and Kvito have transferred at least tens of thousands of young people from Europe.

These are all young laborers!

The chieftains of the Frankish tribes felt heartbreak, but they had no choice; Duncan's prestige was terrifying, and his military achievements were impressive. Even with the sea between them, they did not dare act recklessly. But lately, they couldn't take it anymore because the situation had begun a chain reaction.

Some things are not under Duncan's control.

For instance, the longing for a better life among those struggling at the bottom of society!

This is the power of the heart.

When you are in Europe working like a beast, being a slave or a serf, and you hear that across the sea in the British Province, as long as you join as an exile, you can gain the status of a free man and even have the opportunity to be allocated land and live upright as a person, what would you do?

Even if it's not so easy to get land allocated now, as long as you join the army, there is a chance to make military achievements and get promoted. Would you take the gamble?

Would you spend a lifetime working like a beast, or risk it all to live like a human for the second half of your life?

The root of everything lies here.

When Duncan decided to change certain orders in this world, he had already gained countless potential enemies — those current beneficiaries of the existing order.

This era cannot eradicate the slave system, but just because something cannot be done doesn't mean it shouldn't be done.

Even if the train of the era will leave millions behind as it rumbles forward, once he became king, he must find ways to take along those abandoned by the era as much as possible.

This is the responsibility of a king, as well as the obligation of a king.

Originally, the relationship between the Franks and the Western Goths was very poor due to territorial and population disputes, showing signs of hostility. But now that Duncan had taken all the exiles, they had subtly formed a sort of alliance.

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