Zosia: Quick Transmigration System
Chapter 145 - 143- ARC 5

Zosia entered her space and quickly washed up.

After dressing up, she left the space.

Appearing back in the room, she decided to check out the mission while going see the injured messenger.

[MISSION:

MAIN TASK: SUBVERT THE CURRENT KING RULE.

TASK 2: CULTUVATE AND GET STRONG ENOUGH TO PROTECT MY FAMILY.

TASK 3: TAKE CARE OF MY FAMILY.

TIME LIMIT: UNTIL ALL TASK IS COMPLETED.]

Zosia looked at the time limit, "So I can either go slow or fast in completing the task, but if I die, then that's end game for me." Zosia muttered as she arrived at the room where the messenger was kept.

"How is he?" Zosia asked the moment she stepped inside after making the panel disappear.

"Not good" the doctor said as he began mentioning how badly injured the messenger was.

"His vital organs were injured, now, I can only maintain his vitality. Surviving now would depend on him or if an immortal is willing to save him." The doctor commented.

Zosia looked at the messenger who was yet to be cleaned and the bamboo he kept clutching.

She walked up to his side and used her hands to pry the object out of his hands.

She didn't open it right away.

"Thank you for your hard work. Unfortunately, this may be the last time we would meet." Zosia said with a smile, scaring the doctor so much that he whimpered.

"Am I going to get killed?!" The do tor fearfully asked.

"No. Why would you think that way." Zosia laughed as she said with the doctor laughing along, but you could tell that he was still afraid.

"It's us that are getting killed." Zosia added with a serious tone.

The doctor was stunned and didn't know how or what to respond.

Zosia didn't mind and left the place. She didn't have the time to fathom the thoughts of a doctor when she still had to deal with some servants.

Walking out of the room, her steps took her to the hall where all the servants were gathered.

From afar, she could hear their voices with each of them speculating different things.

The moment she entered the hall, everyone kept quiet.

The butler approached her and whispered, "Young master, what do you plan to do?"

"Get a paper and brush alongside the contracts of the servants and some money. Take some servants with you and be fast."

The butler nodded and left to carry out the young master instructions with some servants that he hurriedly pointed out, despite not understanding what the young master wanted them for, though he had some ideas.

"I thank everyone here for serving us well. Unfortunately, we don't have the opportunity to keep being served by you all. So, if you want to leave we won't hold you back.

Just indicate by raising up your hand."

The servants looked at each other, some had some ideas of why they were being dismissed while some who weren't smart, just thought that they were being dismissed.

Zosia looked at them and used her Analyze function to get their details.

She still had need for the loyal servants. Though it depends on if they were willing to stay and didn't have anything holding them back.

While each individual were occupied in their own thoughts and business, no one responded to Zosia's question.

By the time the butler had returned, Zosia has already known the people she would like to keep or discard.

She had even found some spies in the servants midst.

The butler quickly returned alongside the servants he had taken with him.

Zosia with a smile looked at the servants who had gone with the butler and were about joining the people she had scanned.

"Halt." She ordered, a smile still adorning her beautiful face, nevertheless, her voice carried unquestionable authority.

The servants looked at each other, confusion clouding their features.

Though the hall was big, it still felt a little crowded considering the amount of servants the Duke's family had.

The servants who were about to join the crowd halts, fearing the consequences if they refused to comply.

Zosia smiled and quickly scanned them.

"You can join the crowd back." Zosia said after a while. Since she had gotten the details she needs to know about them, she sat down on the chair that had been brought for her.

A table was also placed in front of her with the butler placing the paper and brush. By the side was an inkstone and an ink grinder.

"Esteemed Servants of Our Household,

Dark times have fallen upon our family. The king's wrath looms over us, and the fate of our family head and eldest young master remains uncertain.

Though their deaths have not been confirmed, the battle reports paint a grim picture.

In this perilous moment, the king will not rest until he has dealt with us entirely.

I will not force any of you to share in our misfortune.

If you wish to leave, step forward now.

You will receive your settlement fees along with your slave contracts, granting you freedom.

For those who choose to stay, know that the road ahead will be treacherous, but your loyalty will never be forgotten.

The choice is yours.

Make your decision now."

"In light of the fact that we do not have time, pardon me for not giving you enough time to think it through."

After Zosia finished speaking, there was a moment of silence followed by an uproar.

"I hope everyone would have made their decision in five minutes." Zosia added and crowd quietened down with only whispers being heard.

After saying that, Zosia kept quiet and only had a smile on her face as she took in everyone's interactions.

The butler who had guessed Zosia's action somewhat, was still a bit surprised.

The young master being a dandy had never for once been serious nor was he someone to be considered importantly.

But, seeing how the young master was handling this, the butler couldn't help but wonder what is the next step the young master wanted to carry out.

If it was only to dismiss the servants, it wouldn't be enough and it will only further increase the chances of the King accusing the Duke household with another crime.

The king being an immortal pratictior of the Daoist way has been rulling for 200 years and more and it doesn't look like he will be dying anytime soon.

With the vast amount of children the king has, both those that are dead or those pretending to be dead, with some pretending to be the pig to eat the tiger, the fight for the throne wouldn't be simple.

The butler's thoughts kept straying and at the end of the day, he could only let out a sigh, asking the immortals above to protect and guide the family.

The first servant stepped forward.

"Name?" Zosia asked.

Zosia decided to be the one to do the writing.

"Wanson." The servant answered, his voice trembling a little.

He was a little scared of this young master, whose deeds he has heard were plentiful.

It is not a surprise, since the Duke had spread some rumors, hoping that it would conceal the brilliance of this his child, in hopes that she could grow safely.

Some of those rumors were not limited to him whipping the servants due to a slight mistake or because he was annoyed.

Some rumors even said he flogged his servants just because he felt like it.

His reputation was down in the muds and didn't seem salvageable.

Zosia reason for writing the dismissal record wasn't on a whim.

She wasn't sure if the butler could write as fast as she and with her wrist being more flexible, she believed, she could write it fast enough.

Zosia started writing down everything and had the butler ask them the questions that should be asked while also showing him where the servants signature should be.

By the time the first three person had done theirs, the rest started coming forward.

They realized how serious the matter was. They immediately started coming forward.

It took a while and it was starting to get late.

Zosia looked at the remaining people who had refused to come forward, she realized that among them were some of those spies, some were fence sitters and were still wavering while the remaining few were actually loyal.

The loyal ones consisted of those who had taken the Duke's house as their home. Where they will live and die.

Some were people whom the Duke or a family member has rescued from an unfavourable position.

Zosia smiled seeing the remaining people.

Her smile made the spies feel uncomfortable. But, they each had varying expressions.

"If you die what would happen to the family who are waiting for you outside for their daily bread?"

Zosia's words made the fence sitters finally waver and decide to step forward and leave.

If they stayed here, hoping that things would pass and nothing would happen, in hopes that they could continue with this their stable job.

But what if while they had this thoughts and the Duke's family were wiped out with them inclusive, who would take care of their family?

Won't their family become a plaything for their enemies or the vultures who have their eyes on their wives or children.

Seeing that, they may end up not gaining anything and may even lose their lives, they decided to step forward.

If they could use the money to establish something for themselves to keep their family going. They would watch out and see if the Duke's family still remains.

If it does, they could come back and work for them.

Besides, since they would become a free person, it will help them in the position they wished to apply for.

While all these thoughts were running in their brain, Zosia who still had a smile on her face, began mentioning the spies names one after the other and the masters they served.

The butler who was beside her, turned pale up on hearing those names, not realizing that there were spies among them.

It was something that shouldn't have made him surprised, but his surprise, stemmed from the fact that the current Duke household was already in decline with its end almost in sight, yet these spies belonging to people whom the Duke's current status couldn't touch, were paying attention to their family, only meant one thing?

That the King's decision to act against the family didn't begin from the last military merit achieved by the Duke's house hold, but probably something else.

Among the spies present, the least years of servitude was 15 years and the current young master was precisely 15 years old.

The butler turned to look at his young master, his thoughts were, "How did young master know they were spies? And how does he know their master?"

His thoughts were also the same with the spies who were in shock with their faces become so pale and white.

"You better come forward on your own and receive the settlement and leave, else don't blame me if this Duke house decides to change his mind."

The spies who were already quaking in their feet quickly rushed forward.

The butler didn't understand the young master reason for showing them mercy but nevertheless, he went along with the young master decision.

He believed that the young master who had changed or maybe stopped hiding his claws, must have his own plans. The young master plans were more thorough that his.

As for Zosia, who said she was planning to let them go Scot free.

She actually has something for them, but for now, she could only set aside her little plans until she was done with the one in front of her.

The spies looked at each other, wondering if they could band together and deal with the young master and the people present.

But seeing as someone already took the lead to take the settlement money and leave without anyone acting against him, they decided not to risk their lives when they could actually go scot free and even earn some sweet money.

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