"Then let's say goodbye first and come back in a few days when we have decided."
Polu stood up from the long table.
"Okay, I'll contact you through my sister."
"Just enjoy your administrative work! No need to send it away!"
Polu smiled and pointed to the several suitcases of documents that the clerk had just sent in. He waved at Garland's wry smile and left the study.
He followed the corridor and found Leonardo sleeping soundly on the luxurious and soft sofa in the living room, showing a helpless expression.
"He can be considered a big boss, but he doesn't pay attention to his image. It's better to wake him up first."
As soon as he took the first step, Leonardo suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up like a carp.
"Captain, why did you fall asleep here? This is also the reception hall of the Magic Tower, right?"
"Anyway, there's no one else here. I've had too much exercise recently, and I'm a little tired. Coming to Northcap is just a rest. Being able to fall asleep instantly anywhere is a compulsory course for warriors."
Leonardo, who spoke plausibly, wiped his face carelessly and pushed back his messy hair.
With Leonardo's animal-like physical strength and recovery power, it would be very difficult to tire him out like this.
So Boru's curiosity has swelled to the point of exploding!
While he was busy producing, did something deep and dark happen in that muscular mine? He couldn't help it--in fact, he didn't really want to, so he asked:
"With your recovery power, you can be so tired. What did you do? Make bugbears line up to wrestle with you?"
"No, no, no, wait..., this is a good idea, I will try it next time! But before that I developed a new method: holding a tomahawk to see who can produce more wood!"
"...You were hammering limestone for training before, and now you are chopping wood? Don't the knights under your command think that this is not a job that a knight should do?"
"What's the difference between chopping wood piles in the yard and chopping trees in the forest? At most, you can use the woodcutting ax as a tomahawk. Anyway, you gave us so many experimental weapons when we came to the island, and we never worried about the damage of the weapons.
, everyone is chopping with all their strength. The training effect is very good!"
Leonardo became excited when it came to exercising,
"Anyway, after cutting it down, let the bugbears drag it back. Now they are more honest. No one dares to make trouble. It's a little boring."
"Okay, as long as you are happy. Since you have taught the bugbears to be obedient, just don't bother yourself to death. Let's go back."
"Done? Where shall we go now?"
"Where else can we go? Back to Tower Island. Talk as we walk."
To be fair, Polu was quite unhappy - anyone who had completed production and loaded the goods to the dock found that his transportation channels were still not open and had to drag the goods back to the factory. How could he not be anxious?
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"Although I know that this is a part-time job for mages, even if it is a part-time job, the administrative efficiency is too low."
After listening to Polu's retelling of the dilemma, Leonardo shook his head: "It's okay, everyone is almost like this. Cultivation comes first. As for administrative affairs, I just do it incidentally."
"Why not consider separating administrative affairs from professionals? I have always felt that this method that makes it impossible to balance both ends is not very reasonable."
Leonardo burst into laughter: "Why is it unreasonable to ask this question? I think it is very reasonable! It doesn't matter if the leader of a country cannot fight. If the grassroots officials cannot fight, what policy can be implemented? The guards at the city gate are all
If a lord is stronger than you, who can obey you? The effectiveness of orders cannot be guaranteed at all, okay? Besides, just delegate general affairs to the affairs officer. How many things can the lord do by himself?"
"Can't it be managed by pure scholars and protected by pure force?"
Leonardo's face suddenly became serious, and he said to Polu, who was surprised by this, in an unprecedented tone:
"Polu, you are too naive. You have made a mistake. Bandits, beasts, warcraft, cultists, lawless mercenaries and adventurers, these are the most common problems faced by the chief executive of a place. You have to
Let your subjects survive first before you can say anything else.
Faced with such an urgent and direct security threat, who doesn't want his lord to be a man with strong force?
A fool cannot become a master, and without enough intelligence, the fighting profession will never survive the day it grows up. Therefore, in most cases, the person with the most powerful force among the locals may not necessarily be the most knowledgeable local scholar.
, but he must be the one with the most solutions."
"But what if this person is a mean-spirited person?"
"At least you can keep your people alive thinking that you are a bad person. Rather than letting them hold the illusion of a good lord, they are inexplicably killed by bandits and left to rot and stink out of sight! Buried in strange creatures
In the mouth!"
"So force is more important than morality?"
Leonardo's logic surprised Polu and he almost tripped on the uneven stone road.
"At least a lot of the time."
His answer was decisive:
"What is the greatest morality? Let the people of your territory survive. Even if the means are questionable, as long as it can make people survive. You can't ask for too much - the lord of the countryside can do this.
It's easy. You can't judge the morality of those of us who have sworn the oath of virtue, as long as they don't go too far."
"What if the lord, although resisting foreign enemies, kills and tortures more people than the foreign enemies on weekdays?"
"Then we have to wait for someone to correct this mistake, like us - oh, now we are not legal either."
Leonardo laughed to himself, but Polu's question was not over.
"What if no one can correct this mistake?"
At this point in the discussion, Polu's question sounded almost arrogant.
But Leonardo laughed instead: "That means this country is rotten to the core. Someone will naturally stand up to cleanse everything with blood and fire and re-establish a new order."
"What about the people who died innocently in the process?"
"Did we kill those innocent people?"
Leonardo's eyes were bright. He stared into Polu's eyes and said: "Polu, you think too much. You can't save everyone in the world, and you can't save anyone."
Leonardo emphasized: "Their deaths are not the fault of those who could not save them or even those who wanted to end it all, but the fault of those who caused all this. Blood debts should be recovered from the creditors, not in vain
Blame yourself. Do your best, and you will be free from guilt."
He patted the silent Bolu on the shoulder: "Your cultivation of character is far from perfect."
Bolu slowly raised his head: "Although I haven't started to worry about this kind of thing yet, it feels good to tell me these things in advance. But, have you ever thought about this kind of thing?"
The expression on Leonardo's face returned to his previous relaxed state:
"Since you have started to ask this, let me tell you something first. It will be too late when you start to worry about this kind of thing! It is best to have a strong enough belief in fighting before the battle begins. If the belief in your heart is not strong enough, in your hands,
The sword will also become weak. Either it will lose itself on the hellish battlefield and become a beast that only knows killing. Or... it will die on the battlefield."
Having said this, the two of them walked around a street corner. Suddenly, a familiar figure stood in front of a shop and was saying something.
"Captain, does that person look familiar to you?"
"I seem to have seen it before, um... Hey! Morning Bell!"
The man suddenly turned around, and it was only after Leonardo's reminder that Polu recognized this businessman, who was obviously much fatter than when he saw him before, and who had transported precious books to him.
Moning Bell turned around, ran all the way to the two of them, and saluted: "What an honor to meet you two Excellencies again."
"Why are you still in Northcap?"
Moning Bell squeezed out a wry smile on his face, which looked very different from his round and joyful face: "Isn't it that the road is not clear yet, and the acquisition task has not been completed. If the villain goes back now, he will be struggling just now.
When you go to the Chamber of Commerce, you have to come back immediately. Why not stay here to get in touch with familiar merchants and wait for Xingdao to release the goods."
Speaking of this, Polu remembered something:
"By the way, do you know where I can buy these things?"
He named a list of ingredients in the Garand drink recipe.
Moning Bell turned his head and thought for a while, then raised his head: "Sir, there is no problem. I know everything. Please allow me to lead the way for you."
Monin Bell is indeed a frequent businessman. He led the two of them through the maze-like streets without thinking. With his help, Polu quickly bought all the rather ordinary materials——
Familiarity even got a discount because of the large quantity.
Although Boru didn't know whether it was the discount he negotiated or the effectiveness of the badge given by Garand on his chest.
After buying all the materials, Moning Bell took the delivery boy and sent the two of them to the dock. He looked at the huge iron ship with undisguised curiosity in his eyes.
Polu turned around and asked Leonardo for his opinion, then said to him:
"Morning Bell, do you want to go up and have a look?"
"think!"
"But we are leaving soon and will come back in a few days. Are you interested in coming with us? I have a lot of products there, and maybe I can hand them over to you as an agent."
The light in Monimbel's eyes changed from curiosity to ecstasy. Without thinking, he nodded his head like a woodpecker. He turned around and gave some instructions to the man, and then followed Polu and Leonardo aboard the New Kono.
——The Dido was cruising in the open sea for training and did not enter the port.
"Are you so confident about boarding our ship?"
Polu was deeply impressed by Moning Bell's boldness: "No wonder he dared to take on the job of delivering things to us."
"I don't think you two have any trouble with me, do you? It's not harder to crush me to death than to crush an insect. There's no need to trick me into killing me elsewhere. That's really true.
Naturally, villains have to work hard to seize business opportunities."
"Hahaha, seriously, Yan, are you interested?"
Moning Bell was ecstatic again: "Really, really? Salt?"
Salt, a necessary material for human survival, is actually a hard enough currency in many places. In this era when there is no national monopoly, the salt business is guaranteed to make a profit!
At the same time, Polu has no idea of building a channel of his own for the time being - establishing a business channel is a very troublesome matter. The construction time is usually measured in years, not to mention the money invested. It is far from just opening a business.
The store can sell things everywhere.
At the same time, I don’t have anyone suitable to do this kind of thing. Wouldn’t it be nice if I could lure this mature businessman over?