The world is indeed changing, and it is changing in this little-known little place like Seris City! Gurlo took off the lenses on his nose, rubbed his eyes that were already astringent, and let out a long breath.
He has been serving the Longtate family all his life, and he rarely makes decisions on his own. But now, he is glad that he made a right decision. He followed the young Des here and witnessed the coming of an era.
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"This is nonsense!" The next second, he slapped the document in his hand on the table and shouted angrily, startling several waiters who accompanied him to read the document.
"This is not about production, this is all nonsense!" Looking at the somewhat rough development model of Seris City, Gurlo, who has long been familiar with this kind of thing, said sadly: "This is
The old man, who was nearly sixty years old, jumped up from his chair, rushed out of the door, and ran into Des, who was walking out of Chris's study.
The old gentleman was panting, grabbed Des, and said happily: "You have found the treasure! You have found the treasure! As long as I run it, in one year, this will be the richest place in the entire continent!"
When Des saw the expression on the face of Mr. Gurlo he had brought, he knew that his investment this time was a sure profit. So he laughed and gave up the idea of blowing up a nursing home in his previous life.
Go out: "How is it? Is there any potential?"
"You're right! The world will change because of this place! We will become the richest people in the world!" Gurlo held the information in his hand and said to Des: "Give me ten days, and I will
I will sort out the development plan here..."
"Five days!" Behind Des, Chris leaned on the door frame with a smile and stretched out a palm: "I only give you five days! Now you will take office and serve as the head of the Principality of Eilandhill.
Minister of Economy! I want to hear your detailed report in five days."
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In the brightly lit hall, a military general was wearing a gorgeous short shirt, holding a long sword studded with gems at his waist. He frowned and looked at Prime Minister Clark, who was talking eloquently just now, and asked: "Just like this at the border.
Isn't it a bit too childish for the Prime Minister to support a principality?"
His voice was not loud, but it was full of energy. The whole voice echoed in the hall, with ups and downs like music: "Since the Eilandhill family has the ability to conquer Mayne and the ferry in a short time, they naturally have their own capital.
Yes. Your connivance is laying hidden dangers for the empire."
In the entire empire, there are only a handful of people who dare to speak to Prime Minister Clark like this. The person in front of him is the uncle of the Alant Empire, the queen's brother, and the commander-in-chief of the imperial army, General Locke Zorn.
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As a relative of the emperor and a powerful minister, General Zorn's status is naturally half higher than that of Prime Minister Clark. Clark can only treat his words with caution to avoid being exposed.
But as the prime minister, Clark is naturally not an easy person to handle. He has many powerful people behind him and countless supporters. General Zorn has to respect his opinions most of the time.
These two men were both civil and military, one controlled the government and the other established the army. They divided most of the power of the entire Arant Empire and were collectively known as the "Two Uncrowned Kings" by the people.
As the "King of Wen", Prime Minister Clerk waved his hand disapprovingly and said with a sneer: "General Zorn is still too cautious. Behind us is the Holy Demon Empire. Are you worried that a small principality dares to fight with the Holy Demon?"
Is the Empire right?"
"I heard that the boy from the Eilanhill family used a weapon comparable to magic in this war..." General Zorn, who was called the "Martial King" by the people below, had no intention of compromising and questioned.
: "If they really have such a weapon... then we have to be careful."
"Now that the general has said this, let's come up with a solution." Clark was still unhurried, as if there was nothing he cared about in this world. He had just eaten Des's two hundred thousand gold coins.
, naturally speaking on Des’ side.
As a prime minister, he still has some credibility. After all, he is taking money from the Long Tate family, so he still has to do some things, otherwise he will not be able to explain to the Long Tate family, nor to his.
Other supporters explained.
To be able to become the Prime Minister of the Empire, Clark is not a money-grubbing fool, but he has his own considerations.
Sitting back and watching a principality rise on the border is something no empire wants to see, and the Arantian Empire is no exception. But why was Clark willing to agree to Des's conditions and let Eilandhir be established?
In fact, the reason is very simple. The first is that the principality accepted the exploitation of Alante at the beginning of its establishment and accepted the "condition" of tax tribute of 50,000 gold coins a year. The second is because the Alante Empire has the Holy Demon Empire.
The support of the Magic Empire is not afraid of any provocation by the mortal army.
There is no mortal army in this world that can confront the attack of the Dragon Knight troops. With just a simple war, the powerful mortal country will be wiped out. The Arant Empire is not afraid of the rise of a small principality at all.
Because of this, Prime Minister Clark sat back and watched the rise of Elanthir after receiving his own benefits and ensuring the empire's benefits.
"Let the Eilandhill family hand over these weapons!" The general had already thought about it, and naturally answered quickly: "Take those weapons back and let's study them carefully. If these weapons are really comparable to magic
, then let them become weapons of the Arant Empire!"
"That's no problem. As the commander-in-chief of the imperial army, you also have jurisdiction over the troops of the border principalities. If you order them to send weapons to the imperial capital, wouldn't that be the end of it?" Although Clark supports the founding of the Principality of Ellenhill, he has no bias.
duty to protect.
To get this far for Ailan Hill, it was already the limit of what the two hundred thousand gold coins could do, so he directly threw the problem to the general, pretending that it had nothing to do with him.
Come.
In his opinion, he has completed his obligation. The only thing left is for the empire's general to find a way to solve the problem of blaming Ailan Hill, and then send him gold coins to make him defend Ailan Hill.
Just strive for it.
After hearing the words of the prime minister, the general showed a look of satisfaction on his face. He nodded and stopped attacking Clark on the issue of Ireland Hill, and then talked about another thing: "There are many people in the south.
The Mori Empire seems to be strengthening its troops on the border."
"The Holy Demon Empire has increased our taxes and asked us to pay more magic concentrate. It seems that the Dothan Empire is not having a good time." Clark sighed and said to General Locke Zorn.
The reason why the Arant Empire can become a powerful mortal empire is inseparable from the support of the Holy Demon Empire, and the support of the Holy Demon Empire is based on the magic concentrate ore.
Because the mortal empire has no magical energy, it is not suitable for magicians to live for a long time, so the magical empire is unwilling to directly rule these mortal empires. However, in these places without magical energy, some mineral deposits are half-grown with magic concentrate.
These concentrates are materials needed by magicians for alchemy or cultivation, and the consumption is very huge. Therefore, countries with magic concentrates in their territory have become the targets of the Magic Empire for extortion. In turn, these mortals who are blackmailed by the Magic Empire
Countries can also rely on the support of the Magic Empire to blackmail other surrounding countries.
Countless amounts of magic concentrate were mined and transported to the borders of the Magic Empire. They were treated as protection fees for mortals and paid to numerous Magic Empires. However, these Magic Empires did not have to pay any price. All they had to do was
Just accept it with a smile.
For these magic empires, the only reason for the existence of mortals who cannot practice magic is to mine mineral deposits for them in the magic-free realm. In their eyes, these mortals are no different than livestock, and they are all consumables that can be discarded at will.
From a certain perspective, these mortals who cannot practice magic are not as valuable as those magical beasts that can serve as mounts.
The layer upon layer of oppression and exploitation has become the iron law that keeps the world running, and it has also become the shackles that mortals cannot break free from. Countless heroes have tried to break the iron law and break away from the shackles, but they have all failed.
They have all become bones built under the iron law, and their names have been carved on the shackles, becoming a terrible curse.
Every time a mortal resists, rivers of blood will flow. The Dragon Knights of the Magic Empire can easily destroy an entire infantry phalanx, and the combat effectiveness of the two sides is not at the same level.
"Both of us have magic concentrate. If the Dothan Empire declares war on us, the Holy Demon Empire will definitely sit idly by and ignore it..." General Zorn gritted his teeth and said, "So I have mobilized troops to go south to the Dothan Empire.
It’s clear that they can’t get any advantage from us!”
Nodding, Prime Minister Clark breathed a sigh of relief and said: "For war matters, the empire depends entirely on you, General... His Majesty the Emperor has been unwell recently..."
"I understand." With a wave of his hand, General Zorn interrupted Prime Minister Clark: "I know that His Majesty the Emperor is in poor health, so don't bother Your Majesty with such a small matter, we can just take care of it."
After saying that, he held the sword and walked towards the door: "As for the matters over Ailan Hill, I will deal with it, so I won't bother the prime minister!"
"Hmph!" Prime Minister Clark snorted after being interrupted. He clenched his fists and waited until the door of the conference hall was closed before lowering his voice and muttering: "I think you can still be crazy for a few more days! Bastard!"
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