"Then Your Highness, don't you have any favorites?" Illya asked without stopping the massage in her hands.
hiss~
"There were too many people, I don't have much impression." Sean said after recalling.
Even when I looked at the names on the handkerchief, I couldn't remember many of them. I had some impression of a few people with simple names and who were dressed particularly eye-catchingly. I had forgotten most of the others.
"Then the noble ladies will be very sad," said Illya.
"Let's not worry about that for now, we still have a lot of things to do next."
Sean didn't know whether he was sad or not, but there was still a lot to do.
She asked a few palace maids to prepare dinner, and then she went to the study to take a look... to find the environment and where it would be suitable to put it.
Sean's first step was to make a large sandbox for himself, just like what was done in Oro City at that time. It would be best if he could include not only the city but also the entire Jagun or desert countries.
This way I can observe the situation of the entire capital.
When I was in Oro City, the existence of the sand table helped me see the enemy's appearance many times, especially when the revolutionary army came to cause trouble.
Although Jagun is now invincible among the desert countries, he may still have enemies, and there will be many people who are politically hostile to him in the future. It would be best if he could know the enemy's base camp.
Your inner favorability will not lie. As long as someone is below the [Cold] level to you, the displayed color will be another color.
Seeing yourself in the sandbox helps you prevent problems before they happen...
Well, let’s have someone set up the sand table first.
However, Sean doesn't have many people around him right now, unlike the time in Oro City. This matter should be asked to be done by Mel Susa, and there will be no obstacles in using a few sand tables.
As for other plans, Sean is not considering them for the time being. Adak has its own development trajectory. If adjustments are to be made, methods need to be found through subsequent observations, including the establishment of industry or mechanization.
If possible, Sean hopes that Claude can expand his business to the desert countries and spread the convenience of machinery among the nobles little by little, which may motivate the entire Jagun to move towards industrialization.
Thinking of this, Sean immediately prepared to write a letter to Oro City. Once the Oro region became under the jurisdiction of Jagun, letters and business could be exchanged between them, and no tariffs would be charged.
Businessmen will not give up such a good opportunity. Once there is profit, they will flock to it.
And through the springboard of the Oro region, it can radiate to various places in Zambutal, and even reach the Amansha plateau area.
Sean wrote down all the good ideas, using some of them to convince the ministers in the hall and the other part as his own ideas.
At the moment, he still lacks a maester to help him with advice, just like Harry and Luke before. He wonders if he can find one in the capital of Jagun.
In terms of military affairs, Melsuza and I have a special bond and can be trusted. As for the economy, we are also missing someone...
Sean really hopes that Claude can come over.
After all, the Morgan and Diawara families are deeply rooted in Oro City, and the most he can do is pick up some scraps of fish behind a few old families.
If he could come to Adak, he would be the one who guided the beginning of industrialization, so he could be trained intensively. Besides, Claude is young and is the type who can travel around and start over.
Even if he called the Morgan family now, they might not be willing to give up their familiar territory and come to a strange place.
………………
From the evening until late at night, Sean was busy making detailed plans and arrangements.
We had dinner in the study and drank some tea...and before we knew it, it was already late at night.
Time: [Night: Sunny, 8:30:20].
"It's already very late, Your Highness should rest first." Illya boiled the water again behind him. This was the nth time.
"It's almost done. I'll finish the things I'm doing first, so I'll have some free time in a few days." Sean is used to writing down what he thinks of, otherwise he might forget it when he wakes up one night.
He was just planning to send out the Survey Corps later, and Sean never forgot about the research on the ancient gods.
The female thief Kayla who had already been sent out, and Lilith Bristol who had experience in historical research... But the students still needed a few more years of training. If that was possible, Sean thought of another person.
Kerry.
The captain of the archaeological team whom I met in the small town, also stood up and accused me of killing members of the Wizarding Society at the Basaran Palace.
The wizard's council.
This organization deserves attention!
But putting aside the fact that the other party was coerced or the archaeological team was almost wiped out, Chris himself still has certain abilities in studying ancient relics. If he can be recruited, Sean can forgive his previous mistakes.
Speaking of the archaeological team, Sean thought of his former mentor Lucille and wondered if she had also died.
It better not be... Otherwise, this magic book on me will become a unique copy, and it will be the other party's posthumous work.
"Your Highness, the tea is here."
Beside him, Illya offered him some hot tea, glanced at him, and then focused his attention back on the present.
"Your Highness sometimes looks at me as if he were looking at someone else."
"Hmm? Really?"
He looked up at Illya again.
"I've seen the looks of many guests. Your Highness's look just now was just like those of wandering poets..."
"A wandering poet? I don't even know what a wandering poet's eyes look like."
As for Lucille herself, Sean felt more of a sense of gratitude. There was still a sense of affection between master and apprentice, even though the other party might not admit that he was her apprentice.
But in his dreams before, he often saw her staying on the roof to protect him when he was practicing magic in the small town.
The two of them became related because of a transaction...
But in the end, he didn't produce anything. Instead, the other party taught him magic and left him a magic book.
The relationship between master and apprentice is even more confirmed.
"I used to have a mentor who had white hair like you."
"Teacher?" Illya asked with wide eyes.
"My magic mentor is a witch. She taught me magic."
"Then she is also from Duskbend Port." Illya said.
"Actually, I still don't know for sure, including her real name."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Illya had a look of understanding at this time.
Seeing her look of complete understanding, Sean asked curiously, "What does this mean?"
"Because she's clueless and has left a good impression on His Highness, she's piqued His Highness's curiosity and keeps him thinking about her... a common tactic used by girls. Your Highness's mentor is quite impressive."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
