The dwarves left, but Ron stayed behind to observe the official business for a while, something he always did every now and then.
The following day, Ron issued several decisions he had considered. (っ??w??)っ???
He was still the one drafting documents in his study, while Ron picked up a feather and Vivian ground ink beside him.
The ink of this era was very similar to the black ink of the past, a similar substance. Ron wrote decrees on cardboard:
First, from today onwards, when meeting the lord, the formalities shall be simplified...
Second, the Ministry of Construction will build a magic bow shooting range, a cavalry training ground, and the Sandy Auction House...
Third, the land reclamation order: those without land can cultivate it themselves, and those who cultivate it will have their own land. After cultivating the land for five years, the reclaimed land can be privatized. The prefectural head will send people to investigate and issue a certificate.
Fourth, multiple restrictions stipulate that Sandy Territory should prioritize the supply of self-sufficient land for project development. The lord's manor should review such land repeatedly and strictly prohibit the sale of surplus land that remains idle. Land that is not used for ten years will be reclaimed by the lord's manor.
five,……
On a whim, Ron, drawing on his experiences from both lifetimes, issued several decrees, some specific and some broad in scope.
He sent it to Nika and other stewards, who then offered their opinions. He revised it according to local conditions and reported it back to him before the new law was implemented throughout the territory.
Along with that, Ron also made a record of the etiquette aspects that he had long wanted to correct.
As further changes to the etiquette might offend the aristocratic class, only the way it was handled for Ron himself was modified.
Next time, Ron will go out openly and honestly; it's not good to always go out in secret.
The law has been long in the making. At the same time, by going out and seeing more of the local area, we can also amend or create laws according to local conditions.
While adhering to the principle of flexibility, laws also originate from the people.
The more books one reads, both in this life and in the past, the greater the success. Avoiding the major governance mistakes of our predecessors is a tremendous achievement. ＜(￣︶￣)＞
That same afternoon, Steward Nika found Lord Ron.
The council chamber inside the government building.
The fox clan steward stood below, with only Vivian beside Ron; there were only three people in the hall.
Ron waved to Nika and said, "Sit down!"
“No need, my lord. Nika has come regarding your decree, and she has a different opinion.”
The fox-woman had a pretty yet serious face, and her eyes held less of a seductive charm and more of a heroic spirit.
Nika looks so different in her manager's uniform!
Ron felt a slight pang of emotion and said, "Speak, I'm listening."
"Regarding the land laws, Nika believes that the approval process for large-scale projects should be simplified. The world has magical contracts, so the lord need not be overly cautious."
"The God of Contracts will fulfill this divine duty."
Ron thought for a moment and said, "Yes, is there any more?"
"Furthermore, regarding the etiquette that the subjects show to their lord, Nika believes it is necessary to retain it, as this is beneficial to the rule of the territory."
"Rejected! This is non-negotiable. Next matter."
Ron had a longer-term vision. No amount of worldly etiquette could compare to the choices each person made in that moment of crisis, and that choice of whether or not to fight for him didn't require anything else...
It's all about human nature.
Nika looked slightly helpless, or perhaps this was the true lord of Sandy Territory. A faint smile appeared on her face; she had chosen this lord for her tribe… (?ˉ?ˉ?)
"Regarding the reclamation order, it must be restricted. It is best to issue the reclamation order only after the regular defense forces of the territory have been strengthened, because there may be scattered mutated wild beasts within the territory, and it is difficult to clear the ferocious beasts from every area of the fields that are too far away!"
Well, Ron frowned slightly. Well then, once we have enough magic crystals, we can build up our territory's army.
In the Kingdom of Gil, there is no great danger in Sandy's territory; things will progress step by step...
Ron said, "Alright, the land reclamation order will be postponed. You need to prepare for this decree, and the construction of the auction house and the preparation of auction items should be brought forward..."
"..."
"..."
Ron and Nika chatted back and forth, but by the middle of the conversation, Nika had already gone to the side to write down the specific contents of the law.
After finishing their serious business, Ron came down to discuss some less serious business.
Nika, who was organizing documents at the desk on the lower left side of the council chamber, turned around and asked, "My lord, is there anything else you need?"
"Yes, my head steward, you should also have an assistant. Find me an assistant to help with writing as well."
Unexpectedly, after Nika finished writing and organizing the documents, she stood up leisurely and said, "I don't need to. If the lord needs an assistant, I can arrange one for you."
Ron said, “What do you mean you don’t need them? They’re essential. My steward can be more efficient with assistants, but I suggest that all of them be female assistants.”
Nika from the fox clan is too beautiful! Where will Ron find a suitable head steward after she's been kidnapped?! ＜(?????)＞
Of course, we need to be careful.
Nika agreed without much thought: "Yes, my lord, I will choose from within the tribe. My lord, what are your requirements for your assistant?"
"Loyalty, writing ability, the ability to keep secrets, and politeness when receiving distinguished guests..."
Nika glanced at Ron: "Okay, Nika will keep an eye out."
"By the way, how's the arguing expert Nicole found coming along?"
"..."
Speaking of which, Nicole's Department of Foreign Affairs has indeed found a talent for arguing, a chubby little Ford. Rumor has it that no one in the village can out-argue chubby Ford. The Department of Foreign Affairs has already set off.
The first team to assess the happiness index of the local population set off, and suddenly I was looking forward to the results.
After finishing her business, Nika took her leave of Ron.
Ron, however, also had his swordsmanship training session for the day, followed by meditation in the evening…
Nika returned and diligently carried out the laws within her jurisdiction, with messengers posting notices throughout the territory.
In front of the notice board in Sandy City, a group of residents listened to the notice boy's explanation.
"Lord Sandy has given the order: one, ..., two, ... nine."
One of the issues was that the reclamation order was postponed somewhat, as there was still enough food at present. Before purchasing food from other cooperative territories, the formation of regular legions and the reclamation order should be carried out as soon as possible.
"Old Ai, there's work to be done in the territory again: build a training ground for magic archers and knights. Is the territory finally going to form a legion?"
"Little Belan, I've decided to join the army. I want to fight for Sandy Territory!"
"So, Old Ai, who's going to join the army, are you going to go back to work?"
"Of course I'll go!"
"..."
In addition, an old scholar noticed the order to simplify the lord's etiquette: "My lord is confused. If the relationship between commoners and nobles becomes too close, what will happen if ignorant commoners offend you in the future?"
The enlightened bard said, "My lord is very insightful, a benevolent lord, a friendly lord..."
The merchants passing by had a different perspective. Those with discerning eyes could see that Sandy Territory had great potential for investing in magic crystals, but some lords were always unwilling to grant land for development. Now, things were much better. With the application for territory for large-scale projects and the enactment of magic contracts, there was great potential.
The rented shops are already a step behind.
This decree cannot be delayed any longer, otherwise the chamber of commerce members who have come here to see it will surely be ridiculed.
There's no way around it, Sandy City just has such great conditions.
Merchant caravans that traveled far and wide had long regarded this place as a city of future capital caliber...
When they arrived at the Territory Construction Department, they learned that Steward Nika had set the price extremely high, yet some merchant guilds were still willing to invest in magic crystals.
One can only sigh that the territorial steward has a keen eye; it's hard to take advantage of the situation now, just do business honestly.
With each decree issued, the territory experienced another period of rapid development.
Several days later, an old man appeared in the skies above Sandy Territory.
Standing still in the void, all the masters in the realm felt a jolt in their hearts. Only a few masters could perceive the anomaly in the sky with their spiritual power.
The legend of Will has arrived...
What happened to the earth dragons of the Fama Plains? The Legend of Ville returned unscathed; could it be that a new kingdom has been established?
The journey was long, and word had already spread to other places that a merchant guild could establish a kingdom, leading to a booming commercial sector...
The old man, Will Legend, quickly grasped the general situation of Sandy Territory with a single glance.
"It's a good place."
A little while later, Ron came out early to greet him: "Mentor, you've arrived."
Knowing he was about to leave, Ron naturally received a familiar telepathic message; the old man's telepathic messages were always so warm and friendly.
They welcomed their mentor inside, but to their surprise, his first words were: "Boy, the dragons of the Fama Plains were wiped out by this old man with a flick of my wrist. From now on, stay home as much as possible, or you'll be in for the dragons' revenge."
"Master, but I would like to go to the Elf Forest to learn about magic runes."
"No, you're not allowed to stay here. I'll give you some pointers before I go into seclusion..."
"This... as instructed by my mentor?"
"..."
He led his mentor into a secluded and tranquil residence, knowing that his mentor preferred such a house.
Quietness is sufficient in ordinary times; worldly matters are unnecessary. At this level, the only goal is to become a demigod.
Ron thought to himself that since he couldn't go there for the time being, he would lure the elves in... (?i _ i?)
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