"Truly a herd of pigs fattened for slaughter!"
The Earl leaned on his cane, shaking his head as he spoke to the expressionless old butler beside him:
"No wonder the profits from the district he oversees have been declining year after year. It seems that when foolish thinking is in power, it not only brings unrest but also results in loss of benefits. Go and handle this matter. Arrange for a more suitable person to take over."
"Yes, my lord."
Old butler Huge nodded and, before leaving, asked:
"The attitude of the locals towards the refugees is escalating. Just yesterday, there were three brawls near the refugee camp, led by workers who lost their jobs. There is definitely someone secretly stirring things up behind the scenes.
Do you need me to resolve this matter for you?"
"And how would you resolve it?"
The Earl waved his hand, sighed and said:
