Mage Joan

"The empire's colonies in the New World have already paid a huge sunk cost. If the colonists are allowed to continue to expand and conflict with the indigenous peoples, things will get worse. The final mess will still have to be cleaned up by the home country."

"Instead of falling into a vicious circle like this, it is better to cut the meat early to stop the loss, slow down the pace of expansion in the colony, maintain peace with the aborigines, and reduce the cost of public security. Military expenditure, if this business is properly managed, it can even open up a new source of money for the imperial government."

The “source of wealth” that John Raul refers to refers to the super-magic crystal veins that Joan participated in the discovery.

The conflict between Midgard and Jotunheim is rooted in the battle for this vein. Now that the war is over, Midgard Colonial Company has preserved most of the mineral veins, and as long as it is mined, it can bring a steady stream of wealth.

The reason why the imperial authority decided to expedite the labor expedition was mainly to seize this source of wealth. The mining rights of the magic crystal vein belonged to Midgard Colonial Company, and the imperial royal family was the largest shareholder of the colonial company. The fat is firmly in his hands.

The executive directors and managers of the colonial company were either overseas residents born in the colony, or were too closely tied to the interests of the colony, and were more inclined to defend the interests of the colony than the empire.

Although the imperial royal family is nominally the largest shareholder of the colonial company, it is actually unable to directly intervene in the company's operation and management. In these years, the financial statements submitted by the colonial company have always been "losing", and shareholders have always lost money.

The strange thing is that the management of the colonial company—even if it’s just a small employee—is all fat, buying a house and buying a house, and the luxury of life far exceeds their income level. If this is not a fake account to eat rebates, then Just called a ghost!

The crown prince did not trust these moths that guarded against theft, and needed to send an absolutely credible agent to go to Midgard to investigate the magic crystal ore veins and form a mining development company directly managed and operated by the imperial royal family. This mission fell to His financial advisor John Raul shoulders.

Two days ago, as a special envoy of the royal family, John Raul followed Joan and others to board the "Good Luck" airship and headed to the New World together.

Joan was not interested in the intrigue between the royal family and the colonial company. However, he was very gratified that His Highness Frank had a letter and promised that he really did it!

John Raul went to Midgard this time, in addition to inspecting the Magic Crystal Mine, he also has a mission to convey a joint command issued by the Imperial Royal Family and the Cabinet to recognize Governor William Nichols and Logan Vaughan. The territorial agreement signed by Kelsonge was legal and became effective on the day the promulgation was issued.

When I successfully invited this "decree", Joan finally did not have a hard time.

The airship floated over the pier and slowly descended toward the apron.

The waiter walked into the first-class cabin to remind passengers that there might be a slight vibration when landing. Please grab the nearest handrail to prevent falling.

Joan held the handrails wrapped in cotton and satin by the window and turned to look at the side seats. Professor Moriarty, Dean Franklin and Mr. Tennyson were playing cards with a short red-haired man.

When the waiter came to remind the passengers to prepare for landing, others were packing up their belongings. Only this Mr. John Raul, who was called the "gambler", was still staring at the cards in his hand and said casually: "What anxious, even if the airship directly from Falling in the air, at least before the crash, we still have time to finish the game."

Dean Franklin and Mr. Tennyson looked at each other very displeased at John Raul's "crow's mouth". However, the other party was after all a royal envoy, and it was not good to offend him for this trivial matter.

Professor Moriarty was calm, holding a cigar, and spreading the cards on the table in a hurry, no more, no less than just 21:00.

"Mr. Professor, your good luck is really jealous." John Raul dropped the deck of cards in his mind, and he nevertheless launched a new round of challenges to Professor Moriarty. "Do you want to gamble with me, the airship will land?" Is the time singular or even, how about accurate to the minute?"

"It's interesting, but before that, we have to come to a pair of watches to eliminate the jet lag." Professor Moriarty replied with a smile.

Joan heard their conversation beside him, and couldn't help laughing.

As people often say, only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname, John Raul, who came from a noble family, is indeed a crazy gambler.

Joan and Mr. Raul have been together for a short period of time. There is no deep understanding. The deepest impression on him is that this person is very addicted to gambling and can bet on any topic.

Of course, if Mr. Raul is just a gambler, it is impossible to win the appreciation and reuse of His Royal Highness. This person is clever and has deep insights into economic issues such as fiscal finance and national taxation. He often makes some shocking remarks at first glance. However, after deep thinking, Joan also has to admit that his views are indeed very good. Makes sense.

His Highness Frank valued Mr. Raul's outstanding talents in business and management before appointing him as a special envoy. He traveled across the oceans to Midgard to investigate the Mojing Mining.

The airship landed steadily on the tarmac, and Joan picked up his suitcase and followed the instructor down the ramp.

Governor Nichols was informed that the royal envoys had taken this airship to visit his own jurisdiction and led the Meadgard colonial army, political and business leaders from all walks of life to greet them at the pier.

John Raul was standing on the airship ramp, his indifferent gray eyes scanning the people below, and then in front of everyone unrolling a scroll stamped with the seal of His Majesty the Emperor, read the command aloud on the pier:

The Imperial Government officially recognized the validity of the boundary agreement signed by Governor Nichols and the Walsunge tribe, with the Vimur River-Mijok River-Fang Mountains as the boundary, and the colonists shall not cross the border and westward, invading the homeland of the aborigines, the same day Effective!

On the dock, the people who came to greet the Royal Envoy were dumbfounded when they heard the content of the command, and the crowd immediately made a dissatisfied drum noise.

The colonists generally believed that the decree issued by the imperial authorities had seriously damaged their interests, and that the protests were intensifying.

"Alas, I did not expect such a result. Your Special Envoy, it really caused us a big trouble!"

The chubby Governor Nichols wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a wry smile, and trot all the way forward to take the order.

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