Release that Witch

Just as he thought that the arson tool was easier to manufacture, the guards came in. "Your Majesty, the Northland messenger wants to see you."

This is only a day... Roland is a little surprised, are they not going to wait for the Duke to send back the news, but are prepared to directly reject their demands?

"Take them to the living room," he said after a moment of silence. "Also inform Carter to block the diplomatic building and temporarily forbid the people of the messenger group to go out."

"Yes."

Since the other party can't agree with the policy that they will implement, they have to stay strong.

......

When Roland walked into the living room on the first floor, he found that the person opposite the long table had changed the seat. The woman who was supposed to be Cole's assistant sat in the main seat, while Cole sat in the second seat with a book.

"Your Majesty, hello to you, I am Isis Kant, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Yonge City, Cole's sister." The woman got up and did a standard aristocratic ceremony. "This is not the first time we have met. Once Cole forgot to introduce my identity, please forgive me."

"Calvin's daughter?" Roland was a glimpse, and then he couldn't help but raise interest. "So you are the leader of the messenger group?"

"This is the case," she said, "My father has entrusted me with full responsibility for the mission, and handed over the Duke's letter to me."

Women in this era do not say that they participate in politics, but they are very rare, not to mention a young woman with outstanding looks. It can be seen from the expression of Itis that she is obviously not the first to deal with the superiors, no matter how words or deeds or behaviors are impeccable. As for the concealment of identity, Roland has realized that this is the trick that the other party attracts the negotiators, and she does not deliberately conceal it. It just borrows the disguise of women to let people walk into the wrong zone. It is not deceiving. Most nobles will only Think of it as a fun act. I have to say that this hand is really effective.

“That is, can you make a decision on behalf of your father?”

"Yes, he said, he will listen to my opinion."

It was a confident answer, and Roland looked at Cole, who was scratching his head and couldn’t help but laugh.

"Well... Miss Itis, what is the purpose of your request?"

Roland had thought that she would euphemistically say that she could not accept such conditions, or that she would adopt other more "fun" methods to try to recover the new law, but she did not expect that she would take a book from the bag behind her and spread it out. On the table - that's the brochure he wrote.

"I have some questions I would like to ask you," said Itis bluntly. "You said that the reason why the aristocrats will be eliminated sooner or later is because the central power is constantly expanding, and the assistance of the nobility is reduced. What methods do you use to ensure effective management? What about the vast expanse of the kingdom?"

This is... want to discuss politics with yourself?

Looking at her sincere eyes, Roland realized that the other party was serious.

He has not heard such interesting questions for a long time.

"It's the people, and the advancement of technology." He sighed for a while, he replied.

“Do you mean those free people? What is technological progress?”

“Yes, a management team that is trained by the City Hall, the City Hall pays salaries and administrative expenses, and the City Hall provides manpower and supporting facilities. It does not require managers to have strong assets or rich manpower, so it is not aristocrats. "Important." Roland began to explain the form that a centralized government should have, as well as the promotion path of ordinary people, and then talk about the practical significance of technology to territorial control. This is half an hour.

“How do you plan to avoid the dereliction of duty from the administrative officials of Wangdu?”

“When the gray fort is unified, how should trade be distributed?”

“Can productivity really be the standard for measuring policy?”

"..."

The more I asked, the more Isilian's eyes shone, until she was close to noon, she only breathed a sigh of relief. "It turns out that you didn't write the opening phrase."

Roland also drank a bit of tea with satisfaction, as a professional counterpart, his political reserve knowledge probably only talked about this point.

"Thank you for your answer, I didn't expect you to tell me this in detail."

"The most basic requirement of a new era of the city hall is to publicize the policy. It is necessary to let everyone know the contents of the New Deal clearly and unambiguously. It will not be strange to implement it."

Isis nodded and changed the subject. "Can you supply the production equipment and personnel of the steam engine to the North?"

"People are not available at present, because there is no shortage of winter city, but you can send people to study, provided that the North nobility abandons the right to block and obey the management of the city hall."

“The construction technology of paddle steamers can also be taught?”

"Nature, as long as you pay for Golden Dragon, these are not a problem. But without the help of a witch, it is difficult for you to move the entire production line to the north in a short time."

"Your frankly surprised me, Your Majesty," she thought about the little meeting. "But I don't understand a bit. According to your plan, as long as you wait another ten years, you can easily annex the entire gray fort. Then, push the New Deal. There is no resistance at all, and there is no need to care about our thoughts. Why are you so eager?"

Roland was silent. After a while, he said, "Do you really want to know the answer?"

Itis probably didn't think he would answer so seriously and solemnly, "Yes."

"So come with me," he got up. "I show you something."

......

Stepping into the shaded backyard, Roland walked into the wooden shed in the middle of the olive grove with Itis.

The devil who had been cut off from the limbs lay flat on a long table, surrounded by various bottles and cans, and Ai Gesha was doing the final preparation for drawing blood.

"God is on, this is - what?" Itis made an incredible low cry, but Roland noticed that her face was only shocked, not afraid.

"I should lock the shed and let the leaves bury the yard," Ai Gesha frowned. "Don't tell me that you are going to let a mortal participate in the printing. If I am integrating the stone, it is estimated to have failed." It is."

"Of course not... immediately," Roland coughed twice and turned to Itis. "The alien creatures in front of you are the legendary devils. They are in the north of the desolate mountains. The biggest enemy facing - the war between the two tribes has nothing to do with territory and wealth, but to decide who can continue, and the losers will be completely destroyed."

"Devil? Decided to continue the war?" She couldn't help but mutter.

"Yes, this is a long story and a secret that has been concealed by the church. It can even be traced back to the millennium. People in the past called it "the battle of God." ”