Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

On a sunny afternoon, Harvey squeezed out his lunch break and met with Julio Ferguson, the trainee superintendent of the police department, who came to report on his work in the castle's study.

The former trainee knight still maintained the etiquette of his status, wearing a brand new and clean dark gray police uniform, with silver silk stripes embroidered on the shoulders, collar and cuffs, and a star pattern drawn with silver silk embroidery sewn on the left chest, which was the badge of the superintendent's position.

He refused the high-back chair that Harvey sent someone to bring, crossed his hands behind his back, stood straight, and reported to Harvey the key points of the recent work of the police department without looking away.

"Lord, recently during our daily night patrols, we frequently encountered drunken residents lingering around residential areas. Most of them gathered together, singing loudly or making noise until late at night, causing dissatisfaction among the people..."

Yurio quickly straightened his tightly buttoned uniform collar with his mechanical prosthesis, paused and continued: "I think that a ban on alcohol should be issued in the territory immediately to restrict people from squandering their hard-earned income on alcohol..."

"This month, the police department has arrested dozens of civilians who were drunk and fighting. If this continues, they will completely sink into the bad habit of alcoholism and will no longer have the heart to work and face life positively."

Harvey listened carefully, nodding from time to time to affirm Yurio's words and opinions. When he heard him suggest issuing a ban on alcohol, he spoke gently: " As far as I know, because the northern wilderness is bitterly cold, most of the residents living here have a long-term habit of drinking to keep away the cold as long as they have the conditions. If alcohol is banned rashly, it may cause dissatisfaction among the people. "

Yurio said solemnly: "Sir, as long as you issue an order in the name of the lord, the people will dare not disobey. In the past, when wars broke out in the southern countries and caused a reduction in grain production, many noble lords also enacted laws to ban alcohol. Those who violated the law would naturally be punished by flogging or hard labor, and their bad habits would be quickly eliminated. "

His grandfather was a small landowner with the title of knight, but when the family property was passed on to his father's generation, that unpromising man became addicted to alcoholism. Not only did he not inherit the family's knightly glory, but he also squandered all the family property, causing Yurio to hate this folk custom of drinking for fun.

Harvey asked back: "Of course, the official market of the territory can no longer produce, brew and sell alcoholic beverages, but have you ever thought that my people are not poor. They have enough money to buy food and secretly make their own alcoholic beverages."

"Superintendent Yurio, do you want to rely on the less than 100 police officers in the police department to go door to door every day to confiscate these ordinary people who brew alcohol for their own drinking?"

Harvey teased with a relaxed expression: "I'm afraid that if I equip all of you with powerful alchemical mechanical prostheses, you will not be able to handle it, right? There are more than 10,000 people in the pioneer territory now."

Although he knew that the lord was not angry, Yurio's face still flushed. After all, he was just an apprentice knight in the past and had no experience in managing civilians and serfs for noble masters.

Harvey naturally knew that the young Knight Superintendent was decent, but slightly inexperienced, so he comforted him in a gentle voice: "Don't feel ashamed, you have only been in office for a few months, and there will be more difficult problems than dealing with a few drunkards in the future."

"Remember my advice, when it comes to the lifestyle issues involving a large number of people, it is better to guide than to block. Instead of forcing them with laws and whips, it is better to find ways to guide and change their bad habits..."

Yurio was silent for a moment, bowed to Harvey again, and said sincerely: "Please tell me, Lord, how can I guide and change the people's love of alcoholism."

Harvey stood up with a smile, pulled Yurio's mechanical arm, and took him to the window of the study, pointing to the civilians who were leisurely strolling and chatting in the citizen square in front of the castle during the afternoon break.

"I once read a sentence in a document about the management of cities by ancient nobles, saying that once the harvested grains filled the warehouses, the people who had filled their stomachs immediately felt ashamed."

"Look, they began to spend money to buy themselves new clothes with rich styles, and they remembered to brush their leather boots after work every day. The newly opened public bathrooms were crowded with people at night... In the past, these refugees didn't care about lice crawling all over their bodies, why do they like cleanliness so much now?"

Yurio suddenly realized and muttered to himself: "Because there is hope in life and extra money in their pockets, everyone has begun to have face..."

Havi laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "It's rough but true, that's right, compared to being whipped for drunkenness and making trouble, if you hang a sign around his neck and punish him to sweep the streets near his home, it will probably embarrass him more."

After hearing Harvey's suggestion, the young superintendent was ecstatic, decisively bowed and said goodbye to his lord, and left the castle study excitedly.

"Those drunkards who love alcohol are going to suffer recently!" Asdalen, who had been listening in the study, said teasingly.

Harvey said thoughtfully: "This is actually just one of the ways to guide these people to change their living habits."

He then immediately sat down at the desk, picked up a feather pen and began to write on the white paper.

"Guard! Take my signature note and go to the head of the Ministry of Agriculture and ask him to go to the farm to get me some pig bladders!"

A guard who was on standby in the study was stunned for a moment, but immediately stepped forward to take Harvey's approval note, saluted and left quickly.

"Pig offal? What can it be used for? The smell of that thing... well, it's been too long, I don't remember it, it doesn't seem to smell very good." Asdalen muttered to himself in confusion.

Harvey laughed and said, "Rinse it a few more times to remove the urine smell, and I'm not eating it, so don't worry about these details."

Then he pulled the joystick of the alchemy device of the single-way communication and sent a message to Egno, who was working in the hospital, asking him to send some heated and melted rubber fruit pectin to the castle.

Asdalen had no idea what Harvey was talking about, and he kept asking out of curiosity: "Aren't you going to use the pectin from rubber fruit to make wheels? What other magical effects can it have when combined with pig offal?"

No mistake, one poem, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

Harvey pulled a piece of white paper and drew a double-layer ring on it with two strokes.

"Use rubber fruit for the outer layer and pig bladder for the inner liner. I want to make a ball with excellent elasticity and full of air inside!"

He raised the white paper with the circle in his hand and said proudly: "This ball is an important way to change people's living habits and entertainment preferences!"

Harvey planned to promote this sport in the army first, and then let the people watch this attractive ball sport like holding a shooting competition, and guide them to actively participate in it.

Maybe after this sport is fully developed, Harvey can also hold small sports events in the territory.

"Well, that's good. It seems I have to notify the Construction Department and ask them to build a sports field with stands for me in advance!"