Since the arrival of the alien races, Sandy Territory's development has entered a period of rapid growth.
That afternoon, a man lingered in front of the lord's manor.
Sir Booz, a fellow who only aspires to the nobility, lives in a baronial territory where the baron frequently oppresses his people, causing many of them to flee to Sandy territory.
This further reduced the profits of the lord of Camby Territory. He had originally left a representative behind in the hope of cooperating with Sandy Territory to earn some magic crystals.
One of the collaborative projects is to become an agent for weapons and armor made by dwarves. Obtaining a portion of the agency rights is incredibly lucrative!
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Unfortunately, Ron's list of allied nobles did not include any barons from the Camby Territory.
Booz, who had been knighted, naturally didn't want to go back just like that, otherwise he would surely be blamed by the lord...
Lingering there, Buz pondered how best to phrase his words, determined to secure an opportunity for cooperation.
The lord of Camby didn't even dare to entertain the idea that the Sandy Territory had attracted their refugees.
Sandy is now a viscountry, and its territory is powerful.
Representatives from the Cambernette, along with several others including Buz, were present.
They were all unwilling to give up and wanted to see Lord Ron in person. They had even prepared necessary concessions, such as regarding the price of the goods they were representing...
At this moment, the complaints department's booth is set up on the left side of the lord's mansion.
Alex, who was sitting among them waiting for his subjects to come and complain, couldn't help but ask, "Do you have any complaints? We can convey your requests to the lord's office."
What can I complain about?
No, that's not right, there really is a place to file complaints.
Booz stepped forward and faced the Alex boy on duty in the pavilion.
"Several noble representatives have jointly filed a complaint against your head steward, Miss Nika. Why are you denying us the opportunity to cooperate with Sandy Territory!"
“Yes, I, the representative of the Cardef territory, also want to file a complaint. The fox girl Nika is abusing her power for personal gain.”
"..."
A commotion broke out on the left side of the lord's manor.
These days, Alex hasn't received a single complaint from a commoner, which shows that the team the former lord chose for Ron was quite good.
Alex was worried that he would be fired from his job because he would have nothing to do. Now, he finally has something to do.
"Wait a moment, let me take a note."
Currently, those who are fluent in the common language of mainland China earn quite a high salary when working in the lord's manor...
Alex slowly noted down the matter. The one who complained was the head steward, and Alex was still a little worried. Would the informant be related to him?
This was his job, so after thinking it over, he immediately had someone take the record back to the lord's manor.
The complaints department is somewhat unique; documents go directly to Ron's desk.
After finishing his swordsmanship training, Ron returned to handle some matters.
The first thing I noticed was the different standard document format.
Could it be that someone under my command is corrupt? If so, it sounds like a problem.
Fortunately, upon opening the document, it turned out to be a complaint about the list of noble partners.
Their representatives are currently outside the lord's manor.
Ron didn't want to see them anymore. His territory was strong enough, so there was no need to waste his energy on bad guys.
But what if they change their minds?
It's possible that some nobles might actually make changes, though they are a minority.
Ron smiled. ^0^
He then took the blank piece of paper from Vivian, dipped a feather in ink, and wrote out in bold strokes: "People's Happiness Index," these few tadpole-like characters.
Below the tadpole-shaped script are the specific standards. A specialist will need to verify these standards in the territory. Only if the standards are met will Sandi Territory cooperate with them...
The initial standard lists ten criteria.
For example, the average income of the residents.
Unemployment rate.
The level of satisfaction the subjects have with their lord.
...
It looks just like a questionnaire from a past life.
Ron wrote down his ten criteria on the fly, and they were rather arbitrary.
After finishing writing, Ron copied the ten criteria again.
No, I'm getting lazy. I'll need someone to write documents for Ron in the future. I don't want to do it myself; I'll just talk about it.
^_-，＞_＜
Since this person is always in the lord's study writing Ron's decrees and other documents, he should be trustworthy. Well, I'll keep an eye out for him in the future and see if I can find such a person.
The document was written.
Ron called out, "Come in."
The gatekeeper of the lord's manor came in, and Ron said, "Take this to the complaints department, which is not far from the lord's manor."
"Yes, my lord."
Outside the study, a middle-aged man named Nicole, like Wright, was a veteran who had served Lord Borg for many years. However, whether then or now, his strength was still no match for Wright's.
Now that resources are available, those around us have made progress to varying degrees with the help of these resources.
Ron's current approach is to make better use of experienced and qualified personnel.
Nicole, who had a sparse beard, arrived outside the lord's manor. As an insider of the lord's manor, she roughly knew what kind of people these noble representatives were, and Nicole had no interest in even talking to them.
The lord's order was handed to the young Alex.
For some reason, Alex's expression became quite strange.
What is the happiness index of the people?
When did the young lords come to have this standard?
So, these guys in front of me are substandard and not good people.
Alex had a different mindset, but he was still just a nobody, at least on the surface he was more polite.
"Distinguished noble representatives, I will now read out the lord's order."
Here they come, here they come, the moment of destiny has arrived, and representatives of the various nobles step forward one by one.
"Young man, speak quickly! My lord is waiting for news!"
"..."
Alex paused for a moment, and once they were all within range of his voice, he read aloud from the document: "Citizens' happiness index, first, the average monthly income of the citizens reaches five hundred low-grade magic crystals, second,..."
After recounting the contents of the document, Alex added, "Did you hear that? Once the standards are met, Sandy Territory will cooperate with you."
The Kingdom of Gil is not close to the Kingdom of Dwarves. Due to the entry fees and other reasons in various kingdoms and regions, the value of dwarf products in their own country remained high in previous years.
Huge profits!
Obtaining an agency is like getting magic crystals for free.
But what... 'various dialects complaining'
...
...
His words had become rather harsh, and the young Alex, who wasn't very good at maintaining his composure, had unknowingly turned cold.
Young Alex knew one or two of the dialects.
They actually dared to insult our supreme lord! Insulting Alex is one thing, but insulting our lord is absolutely unacceptable! These guys are truly despicable…
Booz was one of the more composed of these noble representatives; he approached Alex's post.
"Is there any possibility of leniency in our territory...?"
Seeing that the other party was being polite, Alex finally responded with some expression: "In my opinion, there's no way I'll back down."
“Understood, young man,” Buz replied, and he was the first to go back.
Of the remaining noble representatives, two went back, while the other three clearly wanted to ask more questions, and even started cursing Alex.
Uncle Nicole, who had disappeared to the side, returned.
It turned out that Nicole was afraid that Alex would be unable to withstand the attack, so she had been hiding inside the outer gate of the lord's mansion, observing the situation outside with her mental power.
He took his sword and approached Alex's pavilion.
"A lord's order is a lord's order. Take note: your actions are unacceptable. If I were to speak to my lord, you would be out of luck and would no longer be cooperating with me."
Since the matter concerned the nobility, the three representatives dared not utter another word and left in silence.
She gets angry at these guys, but when it comes to Alex, Nicole instantly transforms into a kind old man. ^.^
"Little Alex, make more use of our lord's name; our power is considerable."
"Understood, Mr. Nicole." t_t
"..."
From then on, the happiness index of the people spread throughout the Kingdom of Gil, and the other nobles understood the legendary disciple's attitude. Suddenly, a stratification emerged among the nobles due to their respective problems with their people.
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