Utopia

"Wayne."

"Ha... Leshalin, I..."

"No need to say anything, come, sit down first."

"Yeah."

When the new day reached noon, after marrying Lady Leshalin and becoming a member of the Alimu family by "voluntary" marriage, the brave man of the Ascetic Church, Wayne Baladian Alimu, looked haggard.

Thanks to his wife who was pregnant with another child and returned as the widow of the Alimu family, Carl Alimu and his mother Lady Netrama still did not escape his tolerance.

The Alimu nobles, who had long been dissatisfied with what the mother and son had done, directly gave them two ways out: being executed on the guillotine in public or taking poisoned wine in the hall as the final way of death.

Obviously, the mother and son, who were abandoned by everyone, could only choose the latter. Therefore, after the repeated work of the Ascetic Church, Lady Lesaline, who returned to the Principality of Elimu, was fortunate enough to "remarry" with the legitimate heir of the Principality, and officially served poisoned wine to the two guys who had treated her extremely badly as a duchess.

So after this operation, Archduke Karl, who was very reluctant to die, could only choose one of the two endings, and finally fell to the ground and died with an expression of extreme desire for beauty but only under the gaze of countless hateful eyes.

So, Lesaline naturally guarded such a precarious principality as the guardian of the Grand Duchess and the next Grand Duke, Duruso Elimu.

Of course, everyone can guess it. The real monarch who ruled the Principality of Elimu was not Lesaline Elimu, but the brave Wayne who changed his surname after marrying into the family.

After all, without the brave Wayne, the Principality of Elimu would inevitably fail to recover the lost land, and even the invasion of the dog-headed people could not be stopped, and the country would immediately perish.

Therefore, Wayne Baladian Ailimu looked at the two-month pregnant Leshalin, and he had to work hard for the reform of the principality.

The implementation of these two policies, allowing all citizens of a principality to learn magic and introducing muskets and artillery from the south, was more difficult than he had imagined.

And now he finally understood that a more difficult thing was waiting for him.

Centralization.

As a feudal country with a strong feudal color, the Principality of Ailimu itself was built on the political foundation of "the emperor is far away and the road is far away and he can't control it".

Therefore, even if the Principality of Ailimu knew from top to bottom that it was necessary to concentrate the power of the whole country to do great things, the idea of ​​feudal enfeoffment had never disappeared easily.

But it didn't matter.

The dog-headed people in the north would not give these old stubborn people any face. The soldiers and civilians who were captured and the unlucky people who were cruelly tortured to death by the dog-headed people were the best examples.

"Are they finally obedient?"

"It's already this time? What do you mean by obedient or not? The swords and guns of the dog-headed people are not toys, they are real weapons that can be used to kill and burn people. If you don't want to die, don't want to be a slave, and don't want to run to other countries to live a life inferior to others, the principality needs reform."

For just one reform, Wayne knew how heavy his backpack was.

To be honest, he thought he could live a carefree life as a regent. However, he thought too simply and too beautifully.

The pressure and obstacles of reform are not only proportional, but the dog-headed warriors in the north also go south to find trouble anytime and anywhere.

He really hopes that his one day now can be equal to the original two days.

But unfortunately, in Butterfly City, where the imperial palace of the Guangwu Empire is located, Quan Dunde is extremely happy looking at a list.

"Your Majesty, this is our newly built town, a warehouse that provides biofuel for the empire."

"One is not enough, it would be better to build more towns like this."

"Yes."

"Our empire needs more vehicles to transport various materials, and the necessary fuel should be stored in every town. Also, how is the situation of slaves?"

"Your Majesty, disobedience happens from time to time."

"Oh? Didn't you catch a few and execute them?"

"Yes. But... Your Majesty, I have a suggestion, can we select supervisors from the slaves to do..."

"No! Selection means giving them preferential treatment! What does the empire have that belongs to these primitive species that are waiting to perish? So, give the order, any slave who disobeys or rebels will be crucified and whipped for 30 minutes, and then thrown into the river to feed the fish."

"Yes..."

Obviously, as the emperor of the Guangwu Empire, Quan Dunde has no sympathy for the natives.

On the contrary, it is precisely because the ideas of Emperor Dunde spread from one person to ten, ten to a hundred, that the natives of the Guangwu Empire live a life worse than death.

"So...wait? Can we mass-produce towed 2mm caliber field guns? After nailing these natives to the cross, smash them with shrapnel. Remember, it must be carried out in front of the native slaves! Whatever they are afraid of, we have to use it to deal with them!"

"Yes."

"The only value of these uncivilized primitive creatures is to dedicate everything they have to the empire! Moreover, all the old, weak and frail native captives will be subjected to weapons experiments."

"Yes."

Emperor Dunde didn't care about the fate of the natives. Anyway, there were a lot of kingdoms and duchies in the south, and he could capture as many as he wanted.

So, under his philosophy, the King of the Golson Kingdom, Padsefino Golson, had to strengthen economic and trade cooperation with the Negan Kingdom.

Even if he suffered a great loss, he had to strive for more benefits as much as possible.

Especially the manufacturing technology of certain weapons and equipment, which the Golson Kingdom needed very much.

"Your Majesty."

"Still not working?"

"The Negan Kingdom's asking price is not low, and even if they are smugglers, they..."

"Their laws and regulations, right?"

"Yes."

Since contacting officials from the Negan Kingdom, Padsefino Golson knew that in addition to brown-skinned members, the Negan Kingdom also had many white-skinned members. The high IQ of these humanoid intelligent creatures with different hair and eye colors made him very clear about the importance of education.

And compared to his ancestors' idea that dark elves were generally thin and weak, the elves in the Negan Kingdom were not lacking in various strong young men who did hard labor.

For example, the mayor of Lengchuan City, southeast of the Kingdom of Golson, is said to have been a woodcutter, a brown-skinned elf who went up the mountain to chop trees with an axe.

[To be honest, I have been using it recently, both Android and Apple are available. ]

With such a profession, if it were the Kingdom of Golson, it would be impossible for him to get involved in politics, let alone be like Abu Sogen, who repeatedly defeated himself financially...