Chapter 128 Great Expectations
“You mean, this is my witch territory?”
“Yes, congratulations, the territory you have always wanted is here. ”
No wonder Sissi, the little guy, is so quick to connect and got in touch quickly.
As a senior executive, Carrie has been wasting her time until now. It turns out she was going to do this.
Should he say it or not, Horn was still a little moved in his heart.
My love for my goddaughter is not in vain.
He lowered his head and read the map in detail, while Carrie sat aside and introduced it.
Horn's future territory will be a place called Chizuma Town, with 810 residents. The town covers an area of about 50 acres, with medicinal material processing as its main industry.
There are 1,919 villagers in seven nearby villages. In addition to growing food and fruit trees, they mainly grow medicinal materials.
The normal annual income is about 30 gold pounds. The folk customs in Black Snake Bay are strong and the lord cannot collect the tax, but the witch will most likely be able to collect it.
This place is close to Changdi City, the base camp of Ruo'an Party. It is convenient for trade. It is next to the foothills, making it easy for demon hunters to escape when they come.
That’s great.
When we arrived at Pond Town, we had a base. Horn’s witch disease could be used to produce alchemists in batches.
At that time, alchemy is produced, the economy is developed, the army is trained, the territory is expanded, and then the cycle continues.
Maybe his Chima Town can become Chima City or even Chima City in the future!
"By the way, I'll tell you something very important." Carrie crossed her arms across her chest, and two round arcs squeezed out of the silk dress.
“The highest body of our Ruoan Party is the Council of Eleven, which is composed of witches and wizards, and its members are called high priests.
One of the high priests, the wizard Paz Rick is 71 years old this year and suffers from severe lung disease. He is very likely to retire in five years.
By then, each high priest will nominate a candidate to the supreme priest. An III, and give priority to the witch.
Nowadays, there are not many qualified people outside the eleven-member council, and all five witches from the Ruoan Party are already inside the council.
In other words, as long as you make no mistakes or achieve small results in the next five years, then John III will have a great chance of promoting you to the Eleven-member Council. "
Carrie stood up and put her hands on the table: "If nothing goes wrong, in five years, you will enter the core level of power of the Ruoan Party and be the youngest high priest. "
"Is this something you can control? "Although his heart was pounding, Horn still questioned.
"Do you think I'm not in the Eleven-person Council? You will be nominated by me and my allies.
He even said that as long as you can give birth to a witch with me, John III will be willing to make her his heir, just like the El Emperors Gaius and Gavis.
The witch lineage has been passed down stably for three generations. How much support and connections do you think we can get? "
Looking at Carrie's bright and sharp eyes, Horn coughed lightly and turned his head away.
" Jeanne is also a witch. Can she enter this council? ? "
Carrie's face instantly became unhappy: "It's difficult. First, there aren't that many vacancies. You just happened to be lucky. Second, Joan III probably won't like her too much. ”
"Why?"
"Because I said a lot of bad things about her."
Horn was speechless for a long time before saying: "I remember that you two had a good relationship at the beginning."
"She is my love rival. I didn't kill her because of your face."
"...You are a good woman, I only regard you as a Treat it like a sister.”
"It's not up to you." Bending down, Carrie stepped forward and lifted Horn's chin, "Do you think I, sister, will nominate you in vain? There are some rules hidden under the surface. I think you are completely I don’t understand, Papa.”
Horn coughed violently: “Ahem, let’s talk about it later.”
“There’s one more thing I can do. We have to leave the day after tomorrow." Carrie straightened up again, turned her face to one side, curled her hair with her fingers, and said casually. Horn opened his eyes wide: "Leave the day after tomorrow, why? Are you in such a hurry?"
He has not yet dealt with the resettlement of these refugees, and has not even had time to hand over the evidence to Duke of Kush.
"There is a small matter at home, let me handle it, don't worry, I will arrange for another wizard to pick you up and go to Black Snake Bay.
The boat to Black Snake Bay leaves every seven days. So after I leave, you have to wait another seven days before leaving. Duke Darnay will help you deal with the situation.
This place is quite close to the Black Snake Bay, but now the demon hunters are hunting the Secret Party everywhere, so. You still can’t take too many people away at one time. You can only take a boatload of people with you at most.”
Carrie raised three fingers: “When you leave, you can take up to 30 people with you, and the rest can only take you with you.” If you want to take them over, you have to wait for another year or two until the situation stabilizes."
"Okay."
"Okay, I have other things to deal with." Standing up, stretching, Carrie bowed to Horn, "When I leave the day after tomorrow , I will introduce you to the person who will take you away.”
Carrie’s boots left the wooden house with neat steps. Horn wiped the sweat from his forehead. If she could be as good as before. It would be nice to be so cute...
No, she used to be quite annoying.
Horn took out the marching notebook from the box, picked up the quill, and began to record it.
After two days of rest, it’s time to get moving.
During this period of time, neither long nor short, this Fort Joan of Arc was considered a talent market, and Horn happened to recruit some technical talents from among them.
Based on the conditions of that small town, Horn wrote the words "pharmacist", "mason" and "engineer" in his notes.
The pharmacist is motivated by the needs of the medicinal material processing industry in Chizuma Town. After all, we can process medicinal raw materials, so we might as well get some high value-added products.
Masons are not craftsmen who carve stones. Their main job is architects, responsible for the design of buildings and the implementation of engineering projects.
Due to the low construction technology of the empire, a larger building may take dozens or hundreds of years to build, so masons are basically a lifelong profession and are difficult to find.
If you want to be rich, build roads first. Infrastructure is the foundation of economic development, and masons are born for this.
The first two are slightly better, but the last number of engineers is really too few.
Because engineers usually do two main jobs, one is water conservancy engineering and the other is military engineering.
Both of these are medieval high technologies, basically exclusive to the lords, one carrot and one pit.
Most of the time, engineers were few and far between, with courtiers and advisors who were also lords, enjoying high status and salaries.
Horn needs this group of people to help him build water conservancy and develop clockwork machinery. He always feels that clockwork guns are not the limit.
But when Horn finished listing the conditions, he ran into trouble again.
The place he wants to go is in a wild place like Black Snake Bay.
Even craftsmen’s agents may not be able to find qualified pharmacists, engineers, and masons.
Even if you downgrade one level and replace a serious craftsman with an apprentice, you may not be willing to go to his side.
There are more than 40,000 people in Fort Joan of Arc, as well as a floating population. It’s like looking for a needle in a haystack, how to find it?
Having thought about the moon in the sky since the evening, Horn, who had lost a whole table of hair, still had to stand up while rubbing his swollen head.
In the end, we still have to ask Casti for help.
We can only continue this scam for another ten days.
That's it, there's no way.
(End of this chapter)