After a long while, the little maid finally stopped asking about Ma Liang, and Ron breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he thought about how to handle the situation next.
Before long, he had already made up his mind.
“Vivian, Bei Yumo, and Rita… I should issue further proclamations regarding the territory.”
Rita, as an assistant, was naturally present, but unlike Vivian, she wasn't curious. Rita simply sat there holding a feather.
Vivian then handed the ink to Rita, and Ron said that was fine.
"By decree, painters in the territory shall be classified and their salaries and benefits shall be as follows: painters who have mastered divine arts shall receive three times the salary of ordinary painters..."
With all these benefits, I bet there will be more divine artists!
After careful consideration, Ron realized the importance of divine spell artists in the future, and the potential for continuous divine spells alone made it worthwhile to increase investment.
Or perhaps its sustained power would be slightly weaker, but as a tool for proclaiming the name of God for a long time, it couldn't be more suitable. After all, Ron hasn't given much thought to things like large amounts of soul stones.
As a second choice.
The logistics work is expected to be done better.
Following this announcement, Ron issued internal lord orders, such as respecting and treating the overall artists whose skills were still lacking...
Wandering artists, or even hobbyists who are professional artists, may generally be less skilled, but so what? Skilled artists are often not short of magic crystals, and they must be given sufficient respect.
besides……
...
He spoke with the maid nearby: "Vivian, is there anything you can add to the young master's diet?"
"That's all, young master. Vivian will send it out now."
"Yes, that's fine. Go out and hand it over to the steward of the lord's manor!"
"Yes, young master."
Because of her stunningly beautiful appearance, Rita's assistant usually delegates such tasks to Vivian and the managers.
Lately, it's been a bit hard to get the little fairy to do anything; she just sticks to Rita all the time, and Vivian spoils the little fairy too.
Ah, I remember a time when Little Ta would happily go and deliver documents; he looked so adorable.
He smiled and, looking at Rita who remained calm as ever, decided not to say anything.
Vivian returned soon after.
Ron nodded to Vivian, thinking, "Should I give it another try? Maybe I can make my presence felt."
"Vivian, get ready, we're going to check on the artists later."
The lord's personal visit would naturally boost loyalty even further. Of course, Ron had already done some mental calculations about the time.
It would be better to go right after the lord has made the announcement; that way, the effect will be better.
Hmm, we need to be a little more careful with the logistics work…
"Understood, young master."
Vivian's preparations mainly involved collecting and organizing documents with Rita and Little Ta.
These kinds of small tasks that don't require going around can actually be handled very well by Rita's assistant alone.
"Young Master..."
"Hmm, wait a little longer... Come to the little tower, fly up."
"..."
After teasing the little tower sprite, I felt it was about time to head out.
Lord's casual clothes, maids, contracted elves, maids or female guards wearing veils—this is the standard attire for Lord Sandy!
As soon as it came out, the people paid more or less attention to it.
Ignoring it, and with outsiders quietly discussing it, and no one daring to block the way for the time being, that's enough.
As Ron surveyed his territory and saw the respectful gazes of the people, he couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction, despite being a mere mortal.
Along the way, the city streets became even more lively, which is not bad. I give myself a thumbs up for promoting development.
In the eyes of the common people, they could not actually distinguish between fairy users and elf users. They generally regarded Ron as having made a contract with an elf. The more mysterious one was Rita, who wore a veil.
After a while, Lord Ron arrived at the territory's office. The buildings were arranged in a specific layout, and high-level mages could even sense the presence of defensive magic arrays.
The guard saluted respectfully: "My Lord."
"Yes, take me inside."
Here I am called a lord, but at the temple I am called a pope. I'm used to it and have long since accepted it.
Before long, Nika, who was in charge, arrived in a hurry. Ron had been wandering around aimlessly and rarely came to such official places. Even the lazy lord was too busy to come here. Nika's little fox-like mind was filled with all sorts of speculation. What brings the lord here so suddenly?
Ron gave a signal with his eyes, and then continued walking forward.
After a while, Nika guessed, "Does the lord want to see the painters?"
"This way."
“My steward is indeed wise. Lead the way! Also, there’s no need to notify him in advance.”
Someone was assigned to notify the head steward in advance, but no one went to notify the others.
Before the news spread, Ron had already arrived with Nika.
Make a shushing gesture behind you.
"Nika, let's go inside first!"
Sure enough, everyone waited outside, while Ron and Nika, who were trying to conceal their presence, had barely entered the house when they heard people slacking off and talking amongst themselves.
"Have you heard? The lord has issued a new announcement, which includes a special decree."
"The status of us artists has been elevated once again."
"Triple pay, so many magic crystals, my child's magic book is secured, and your daughter's school tuition is covered too!"
"Why would you ask for tuition? Haven't you considered moving to Sandy Territory? Sandy Territory offers five years of free college!"
“My friend, I, Jia Aisi, also wish to, but my in-laws own property there…”
"You, why don't you just persuade your in-laws to come along?"
“That makes sense. I’ll go back and write a document.”
"You have a special way of obtaining magical documents, would it be convenient for you to bring me a copy as well?"
"Of course, by the way, we should also study the divine arts of the two goddesses in depth. The divine arts of the painter, I really envy Orl and Kidd."
"Regarding divine magic, in the early days..."
"..."
The lapses in attention of some of the artists were entirely perceived by Ron and Nika.
A few low- to mid-level perception magic spells are nothing to speak of.
However, after a while, the staff responsible for protecting the artists in the territory noticed something was wrong.
"who!"
"Who dares to use magical perception here?"
"come out!"
Their ways of perceiving were connected, and Ron remained calm; he was a subspecies shaman.
The tribe must be the fox tribe.
Even though the wall separated them and they weren't sure if the visitor was the lord, Nika, being a fellow fox, could still sense it.
Immediately, Tiffany withdrew her perception magic and became respectful.
Using the terminology of the Orc Empire, they refer to the magical professions of various sub-species as Shamans, as well as Orc Wizards, etc. Among them, Orc Wizards can also be called Prophecy Orc Sages. This Orc Sage elemental profession is very rare and is fundamentally different from Necromancers, necromancers, etc.
Legend has it that dimensional wizards possess an even more powerful and awe-inspiring force. This wizarding profession is also different, and the name "wizard" alone can be further subdivided into multiple categories.
In reality, Ron and Nika were discovered, and they walked out calmly.
The artist who recently captured Lord Ron's slacking off was dumbfounded.
"Um, Lord... has arrived..."
"..."
They were all good helpers for Ron in spreading the name of God, he said with a smile.
"There's no need for that. Your previous misbehavior is nothing. I hope you will pay attention in the future and not forget the requirements for the paintings that I gave you."
"Thank you for your magnanimity, my lord."
After a while, the tense artists became enthusiastic, because Ron seemed very easy to talk to! Moreover, he had given them so many benefits.
The Pope himself witnessed the birth of the painter's divine art.
While everyone was considering how to deal with Ron, Ron had already begun offering his condolences:
“This painter from my territory, have you been having any difficulties lately? I heard you mention that you wanted to settle in Sandy Territory. Sandy Territory will always welcome you. If you are worried about safety on the road, I can notify our guild's caravan to accompany you. What do you think?”
"My lord, I..."
"Artist, your name is Tiffany, right? What difficulties do you have? Please tell me..."
I'm shocked... Is this... their Archbishopric?
Why, why is this not the style I imagined?
The Pope is not only wise and powerful, but also so courteous to scholars. Is he really from a traditional noble family? I feel flattered.
As single lords, they wouldn't act so dumbfounded, but Ron is a dual-system pope!
The Pope's words and actions, as the earthly representative of God, to some extent represent the existence of God.
Do earthly agents of God really exist?
It wasn't until Ron asked Kidd that things changed.
Ron wasn't sure of the man's name, since he had seen him not long after.
Despite being a chosen one of the gods, Kidd dared not be arrogant and hurriedly said before Ron could speak, "Your Holiness, ah, no, Lord, I, Kidd, am perfectly fine. Thank you for your concern."
Kidd almost forgot that this was already within the territory directly under the Lord's control, because Ron, who was wearing light blue papal robes earlier, looked exactly like a majestic pope.
And now, there is a lord who is respectful to the wise.
Dissociative identity disorder!
Or perhaps, Kidd is just inexperienced!
Suddenly, Kidd's understanding of Pope Lord Ron reached a new level.
No wonder, at such a young age, he possesses extraordinary talent, serving as both a pope and a lord in two different systems!
My Lord's wisdom is as deep as the ocean.
After Kidd embraced his faith, he began to think of the God of Water in his heart.
In truth, Ron's behavior on both occasions was excessively natural; as Pope, he was a Pope under God, and as Lord, he is the Lord he is now.
As a lord, the mere fact that he personally inquired about his difficulties already deeply moved Kidd, not to mention the Pope, whose status was universally acknowledged as noble across the continent…
For years, he had been lacking in strength, and deep down he had been unwilling to admit his longing for recognition. From this day forward, he, Kidd, was determined to serve to the death!
Your Holiness the Pope!!!
Ron also sensed something, as if there was a light in the eyes of Kidd and the others.
This made Ron feel a little embarrassed.
Wasn't this quite common in my past life? What's so special about it?
I think I went a little overboard with boosting loyalty points, cough cough...
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