Luo Jia stared at the circle on the ground for a while, "But if you want it to circulate, you need to keep investing money...... In general, there is still a large part of it that is not in the hands of the Great Chief. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Here's the key...... And I thought about it for a long time to realize that this was the biggest difference between him and the other nobles," Andrea drew another large circle, including all the small circles, "from the beginning, he regarded the entire Grey Keep as his domain, so that this flowing wealth belonged to him no matter which city it was distributed to. ”

"But he's a king, isn't that right?"

"When Furious Flame was still the head of the clan, could your orders be able to control those tribes in the Yinchuan Oasis?" Andrea asked rhetorically, "Even Iron Sand City, it's not the Furious Flame clan who has the final say. For the Four Kingdoms, the situation was similar, with the feudal nobility being the equivalent of tribal leaders, who did not allow outsiders to meddle in the affairs of their territories, nor did they regard other people's fiefs as their own homes. ”

"......," Luo Jia was silent for a moment, "It's not something that can be decided by different opinions. ”

"That's right, you're much smarter than Ash, so try to spend as little time as possible with her in the future, as it will affect your ability to think. Andrea patted her on the shoulder, "It will require a combination of strength and policy, the former to discourage the feudal nobility, and the latter to concentrate power in the hands of the king - this is definitely a pioneering initiative, and the difficulty is that His Majesty Roland not only has such an idea, but also moves to move towards it from the beginning." After spending so much time in Neverwinter, I feel more and more that there are countless details like this. ”

"It's a bit ...... Complex. Luo Jia touched her head, and at the same time secretly surprised, she didn't expect this blonde woman, who seemed to be thousands of miles away, to answer so carefully when talking about such questions. Could it be that she usually wants to share these discoveries with others, but she has always struggled with no one to tell.

"Of course, politics is 10,000 times more complicated than fighting," Andrea said triumphantly, "and that's just one thing, and the other is that he's not just getting rich, it's you." ”

"We?"

It's much simpler, and the migration of sand people becomes part of the cycle by getting food and shelter through their work. You will gradually get used to this life and trade your pay for more comfortable pleasures, from which you will never be able to get out of it. Eventually, you will become the Grey Castle people, not in name, but in their true subjects. ”

Andrea stuck the stick into the ground, clapped her hands and stood up, "This process is certain, the oasis is shrinking, and many tribes are facing threats to their survival. Now that there are ways to survive without having to fight each other, migration is a matter of time. And there is still a lot of land in the south that has been abandoned by war, and it is better to leave it to the sand people to reclaim than to leave it vacant, which is also producing wealth for him. ”

Speaking of this, she paused, "Now you understand, right? If this method is adopted, after twenty years, His Majesty Roland will not only be able to get the black water he wants, and the wealth of circulation and growth, but also most of the Mojin people in the extreme south - and buy **, do you still think the former is more cost-effective?"

Luo Jia didn't answer, she suddenly felt something in her heart touched. The other party's attitude was more concerned than the problem itself - the reason why Andrea didn't hide it was probably not because she trusted herself, but even if she knew, it didn't matter, whether she accepted it or not, the result could not be changed, just like a waterfall rushing down from a cliff, its momentum was unstoppable.

Grandiose, powerful, unstoppable...... Being able to combine the situation, the hearts and minds of the people, and the power of the people, and taking all of this into account so far-reaching, the tricks that are used must be unavoidable. The person who sees through this layout alone is worthy of admiration, not to mention the initiator. If the Great Chief was born in Iron Sand City, he must also be an outstanding warrior.

Maybe that's what she's trying towards.

"Thanks to your guidance, I feel like my martial arts have taken another step forward!" Luo Jia clenched his fists.

"You can understand it—what? Wait, you say martial arts?"

"Yes, I'm going to practice, let me take my leave," she said, and she ran eagerly towards the small hill behind her—there was an open gravel field that was perfect for honing her skills.

"Sure enough, it's like ashes...... It's all stupid. ”

After running a hundred steps, the wolf girl heard Andrea's whispered self-talk, but the word "stupid" did not have the indifference of the beginning.

A week later, Luo Jia received news from Echo that the Flame Clan had officially decided to move to the south, and after negotiation between the two parties, his father agreed to a plan of relocation in three phases to ease the burden on the Grey Castle, and the allotted land was the part of Bishui Bay that meets the port, which is also the most fertile part of the town to the sea.

The whole migration process will last for more than a year, and the first batch of centaurs is expected to arrive in half a month, in order to settle the former head of the clan, Princess Aussa, who usually misses Neverfall the most, has taken the initiative to extend the time she will stay in Blue Water Harbor. The application was approved by the Grand Chief, but Ash, Andrea, and the Hummingbird would still depart on time to return to the Westside aboard the Roland.

As for whether Loga would follow the witch first, or stay here and wait for the clan to converge, Echo left the choice to herself.

The wolf girl didn't hesitate for long, and chose to set off with the ashes.

She believed that even if she wasn't here, her father and brother would be able to handle the affairs of the clan - the South was no longer a place where force and duelists were needed to survive if the smaller clans could fill their stomachs, let alone the Flamers. What's more, she has given up the position of patriarch, and it is easy to be estranged when she meets again in the short term, since she has to leave sooner or later, it is better to leave early.

In addition, the news about Neverwinter and the Witch Alliance from Ash and Andrea also made her look forward to the West, whether it was the battle witches who were famous on the battle power list, or those powerful enemies hidden in the blood mist of the wilderness, or even the powerless (from Ash) but the Great Chieftain, who had a unique martial art, all of which prompted her to leave early.

The next day, Echo smiled and sent them aboard the steel ship.

Standing on the deck, Luo Jia suddenly felt that those seemingly thick stone ships were nothing, this metal cast ship was firmly parked by the river, and the materials of the hull alone were probably more than the total number of weapons and armor used by the Morkin clan. With mixed feelings, she held the railing with both hands, lowered her furry ears, and nodded goodbye to Echo.

With the sound of a thick whistle, the Roland carried the three princesses of the Flame and slowly sailed towards the west.