"Hohenlohe?" Fritz sneered. "That was the old me. Now, I am the chief labor reform instructor of the West Ridge Mines, Lord Lynch's most loyal enforcer of order."
He cracked his whip on the ground, sending stone chips flying. "Men! Get them into work clothes and hand out pickaxes! Today's quota is three hundred jin of ore per person. No digging, no dinner! And one more thing..."
A strange smile spread across Fritz's face. "Tonight, arrange for them to visit the 'mermaid viewing area.' Let our Fish Giant brothers give these 'honored guests' a warm welcome and fulfill their wish to see a mermaid!"
"Yes!"
His miners immediately moved forward, laughing boisterously as they dragged the despairing nobles into the depths of the mine.
"Nooo! You can't do this! I'm a Viscount! I'm the imperial emissary!"
Fernando's shrill screams echoed through the mine, gradually drowned out by the CLINK-CLANK of pickaxes striking stone.
