Chapter 666: Good News and Bad News
A week later, Roland returned to the Frontier from the Fortress of Long Song. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
As soon as he entered the castle, he received two pieces of good news, the first of which was brought by Barov, "Your Majesty, the astrologers of the old royal capital have arrived in Neverwinter three days ago, together with the craftsmen, apprentices, and families, a total of three hundred and twelve. I placed all nine astrologers in the diplomatic building, while the others were temporarily placed in the hospitality community. β
The group finally came, and Roland pondered for a moment before ordering, "Hold a welcome banquet in the square in the evening, and I want to let the people know that Neverwinter has another sage science." β
Like alchemy, astrology has a high prestige among the populace, and generally only the royal capital owns both organizations. Now that the Astrology Society has all rushed to the West, the name of the new royal capital of Neverwinter is more easily accepted by everyone.
However, Roland did not need this astrological divination, what he really valued was the astrologers' ability to calculate. They were definitely at the forefront of mathematics in this era, and it required a lot of calculations to calculate the calendar or estimate the orbits of the stars. With the relevant knowledge of intermediate and higher mathematics, they will undoubtedly be able to build on the original foundation.
He planned to set up a mathematics academy that would allow these people to devote all their time to computing, except for the occasional observation of the extinct starβin the days when computers were not available, it was the most efficient option for many scholars to work together to do some complex calculations. Their help is needed in the future to lay railroad tracks, build large ships, install fortified guns on the mountains, and write shooting manuals.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Barov nodded, then asked, "I don't know ...... of your trip to Changge."
"There are a lot of problems," facing the head of the city hall, there is no need for Roland to hide it, "There has been dereliction of duty and corruption in Changge's second-level city hall, and many forged accounts have been found in the books, and even among the officials transferred from the border area, two ink greeders have been arrested. β
Hearing this, Barov couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "Is it my disciple?"
Roland was amused by the other party's cautious appearance, and he shook his head helplessly, "Even if they are your disciples, I won't blame you, don't worry." β
"Your Majesty is wise," Barov said hurriedly, "and the original townsmen?"
"Well, the second batch of graduates, after passing the assessment, entered the city hall, and then followed the whole team to be transferred to the Changge District," Roland sighed, "As of today, it has only been less than a year. β
At present, the city hall has cultivated a total of a group of semi-leadership groups, one is the Changge District, which is almost completely copied according to the model of the border town, plus the local honeysuckle Pero, elk Wren, and some small nobles to supplement, except for the number of people slightly lower than this, the rest are all available.
The other half is the group that went to the Fallen Dragon Lord, there are not many of them, and in addition to assisting Count Speer in maintaining the political situation, the secondary task is to try to establish the framework of a second-level town hall.
With the Northland Bachelor brought back by Edith Kant to participate in the study of governance at the town hall, perhaps in a short time, Roland will be able to make up another half.
He had already booked this group to the Far South.
As for what talents are most scarce, these are undoubtedly these local officials who can carry out their will.
Without them as a foundation, even if Roland conquered the entire Grey Keep, he would not be able to quickly concentrate the resources of the kingdom - the local government is an important part of centralized power, and he can use witches to quickly advance the level of science and technology, but he can't conjure up a large number of middle and low-level officials out of thin air.
Those feudal nobles would never obediently obey his orders, and in the eyes of the feudalists, the only thing that mattered was the one-third of an acre of land they occupied.
Therefore, everyone with administrative experience is a rare wealth, and now that he has lost several people at once, Roland is naturally a little depressed. Although organizational corruption was inevitable, he thought that he would be able to hold on for more than ten years, but he did not expect that such a problem would arise in just one year. And the fact that the two ink greeders, all of whom were born as commoners, also proved in a way that once they had power, they were perhaps more likely to lose their way than the nobles.
"Those Who Break the Law......"
"It's all dealt with severely," Roland said, "to set an example for the others." β
This should last for a few more years - using the power of Nightingale and the Scroll, it would not be a problem to keep the organization clean for the time being, but he also knew that it could not go on like this, otherwise the witch could easily be pushed to the forefront again, and the next enemy would come from within.
"Tomorrow let all the people in the town hall gather in the castle hall, and I will give them a short meeting to talk about the importance of discipline and responsibility. β
Of course, there are rewards and punishments - they should know what to do in the face of the high pressures and the prospect of the battle of divine will.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Barov bowed.
Looking at the back of the old manager leaving, Roland took a sip of tea with satisfaction.
He knew that the other party served his own purpose - to enjoy the satisfaction of power itself while pursuing it, and at the same time to use it better, Barov was undoubtedly a very suitable person for the new regime. Perhaps in the future town hall, he is the only one who can compete with Edith's edge.
The second piece of good news came from Wendy.
"Evelyn's abilities have evolved?" Roland was slightly stunned when he heard the news.
In his impression, Evelyn's various magic indicators were very balanced, and she didn't seem to be outstanding, but he didn't expect her to become the first evolved witch on Sleeping Island, which really surprised him.
"Yes...... Agatha had confirmed this, but ......," Wendy smiled wryly, "the evolved ability is so weird that I don't know how to describe it. β
"Bring her to the office to meet me," he said with interest.
......
When Evelyn walked into the third floor of the castle, she was carrying several glass bottles.
Roland noticed that each bottle contained a liquid of different colors.
"Her magic looks like a gray ball...... "Nightingale's voice comes from ear, "but the shape is not fixed. β
"What about the total amount of mana?"
"The growth is good, currently between Leaf and Agatha. β
Roland nodded and looked at Evelyn, "What's in here?"
"The drinks I've created with my abilities these days," she said in a somewhat defiled tone, "they all taste different, and I have no control over the end result...... The only thing they have in common is that they can all be drunk. β
"Drinks?"
Roland's curiosity was irrepressible.
He took out a few teacups and poured himself a glass of each.
When he took his first sip of the light blue drink, he tasted an indescribable taste, like a mixture of fruit juices, with a refreshing coldness.
Hell, can you just drink it?