When Lind heard that Lucanus’s subordinates were sending information from the Royal Capital, he couldn’t help but rub his forehead.
The last time he felt this world was going crazy was when he heard about Isha’s rebellion.
“So a large number of low-level professionals have come to the Graythorn Territory because of bankruptcy, right?”
“My King, the number isn’t that large, only about a dozen or so, but it should be enough to build a Mage Tower.”
Lucanus bent down and delivered the latest information.
“No, this number is already exaggerated. If even low-level professionals are affected, then ordinary people will probably have an even harder time surviving.”
Lind lowered his brow, lost in thought over this information.
The Demon Clan was causing chaos in the Royal Capital, engaging in usury and throwing the place into chaos, unexpectedly providing Lind with many talents and labor.
But honestly, Lind couldn’t feel happy about it.
Only a few had come to the Graythorn Territory; according to information from the Royal Capital, usury was just one of the more covert tactics used by the Demon Clan. They were hoarding large amounts of food and medicine, but the nobles in the Royal Capital chose to turn a blind eye, as most would do the same.
However, the nature of the two sides was somewhat different. The nobles were used to exploiting their own territories, while the Demon Clan monopolized food and medicine in the market.
This had also led to rising prices in the Royal Capital; although there was no trend of collapse yet, the nobles seemed completely unaware.
This also indicated a difference in intelligence collection. Lind was more focused on public welfare and economic information, while this was exactly the area the nobles of the Royal Capital were least concerned about.
“Moreover, according to the information, the strange illnesses appearing in the Royal Capital are similar to the plague we contracted initially: coughing up blood, skin ulcers, festering sores, but the symptoms in the Royal Capital are all chronic.”
Flora’s voice was somewhat hoarse; although her tone was calm, it was hard to mask the anger in her voice.
“Is this illness appearing in our territory? Can it be cured?”
Lind frowned, basically acknowledging that these strange symptoms were being spread by the Demon Clan in the Royal Capital.
“Isha has already contacted the churches in various places. If similar symptoms appear, they will report it immediately. If there is Holy Water, prevention or cure should not be difficult.”
Next, Flora continued: “Since there hasn’t been a widespread infection in the Royal Capital and only a few people have shown symptoms, it indicates that the contagion isn’t strong, and the Demon Clan probably wouldn’t dare to be too blatant.”
Upon hearing this, Lind’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.
“We still need to take precautions. If those who come to the territory show these strange symptoms, we should treat them first.”
After everyone finished reporting and left, Lind pulled out the information that had come from the Royal Capital and began reviewing it.
“Brother… Lind, what’s happening?”
Unable to continue being a brother, Lena had just returned from the military camp and saw Lind with a serious expression. Recently, research on the magic power focus array and magical transmission was progressing smoothly, making Lind’s serious demeanor quite rare.
“The pressure on the new king over there in the Royal Capital seems to be quite large.”
Seeing Lena had come, Lind was just about ready to talk to someone and sort out his thoughts.
After explaining the current situation happening in the Royal Capital, Lind continued:
“Augustus III initially redistributed too much power to suppress the Northern Borders, but his death was too abrupt. The newly appointed Your Majesty seems to have not had time to reclaim that power.”
“Furthermore, in order to push for reforms, Klan Augustine still needs to negotiate and compromise continuously with those nobles, resulting in the royal authority becoming weaker and weaker. Even some ordinary nobles dare to criticize the new king’s policies on the streets.”
Lena didn’t understand the latter analysis and simply asked, “Isn’t this a rebellion?”
“This is a rebellion, but the Demon Clan is also our enemy.”
“If Klan Augustine doesn’t control these Demon Clans soon, how long does he think it will be before the kingdom’s economy begins to collapse? How many people will go hungry because of this?”
Lind angrily slapped the table.
“Then should we help the Royal Capital?”
Lena’s question pulled Lind back.
“No, we have only just filled our own bellies. Why should we help our enemies?”
After venting, Lind also calmed down. Klan Augustine wasn’t a fool; otherwise, he wouldn’t have restricted the Demon Clan’s activities within the kingdom. At least he understood not to let the Demon Clan contact the Western and Southern Borders.
This also indicated that the other side might already be unable to manage the nobles under their control. Lind could push everything over and establish absolute order through violence, but Klan could not.
“Then you’ve already thought about what to do, haven’t you?”
Lind was momentarily taken aback and nodded, “Klan Augustine isn’t foolish; as long as he is reminded a little, he will know what to do. If the economy really collapses, it will affect us too. A half-dead Royal Capital would be most in line with our interests right now.”
Whenever Lind felt a bit impatient, talking with Lena always helped him calm down. This time was no different. After discussing the situation within the army, Lind took out some stationery, planning to write a letter to Klan Augustine in the name of the Northern Border Governor.
The content of the letter was quite “candid,” directly stating the situation that Lucanus had investigated in the Royal Capital. After all, this was simply about prices and market conditions, which couldn’t be considered intelligence.
Only by placing such glaring figures in front of Klan Augustine would he truly recognize what the current situation was, instead of guessing what schemes Lind might have.
However, Lind felt it still wasn’t safe. Seeing the information that Klan Augustine had his suspected time traveler, the Saintess, help with the reforms, he thought for a moment and decided to write a letter to that time traveler as well.
Lind had no interest in exchanging codes with her, to avoid any misunderstandings with Klan Augustine that might prevent the letter from reaching her hands.
In the letter he wrote to the time traveler Lilith, Lind detailed the situation in the Royal Capital even more, after all, since she came from the same country as him and had received nine years of compulsory education, she should know what should be done.
Not long after, in the Royal Capital, Klan Augustine showed a bitter smile upon receiving Lind’s letter. How could he not know about the situation in the Royal Capital? The king’s authority was indeed shrinking, and he had recently heard that the Eastern Border was getting involved with Doug Lars. If it weren’t for the Southwestern Borders still being very loyal, Klan would be struggling to move.
Nevertheless, some suggestions in the letter were indeed worth considering. At the very least, the prices in the Royal Capital did need to be controlled.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Lilith also received the letter from the Northern Border.
Originally, she was curious about the other party’s grand theories, but as she read on, she began to feel something was off.
A familiar sensation hit her, reminding her of the days when her brother pointed things out to her while she was doing her assignments in school.
The crucial point was that the suggestions in the letter were indeed very effective, which made Lilith feel quite unpleasant, as she couldn’t find any reason to refute them.
Not only that, but the later parts of the letter seemed to have been written with enthusiasm, even explaining to Lilith how to support confidants and suppress enemies.
This clearly was an attempt to stir the pot.
Lilith was somewhat speechless; she wasn’t in a position to act as the ruler, so what was the point of saying this?
Although Klan had also distributed a lot of power to Lilith, relying on her and the church’s strength to push for reforms, her main source of power still came from her identity as the Saintess of the church.
However, some opinions in the letter were indeed very valuable, so Lilith took the letter and decided to first think of a way to control the prices in the market. Certain important items must be controlled by the state.
The last time he felt this world was going crazy was when he heard about Isha’s rebellion.
“So a large number of low-level professionals have come to the Graythorn Territory because of bankruptcy, right?”
“My King, the number isn’t that large, only about a dozen or so, but it should be enough to build a Mage Tower.”
Lucanus bent down and delivered the latest information.
“No, this number is already exaggerated. If even low-level professionals are affected, then ordinary people will probably have an even harder time surviving.”
Lind lowered his brow, lost in thought over this information.
The Demon Clan was causing chaos in the Royal Capital, engaging in usury and throwing the place into chaos, unexpectedly providing Lind with many talents and labor.
But honestly, Lind couldn’t feel happy about it.
Only a few had come to the Graythorn Territory; according to information from the Royal Capital, usury was just one of the more covert tactics used by the Demon Clan. They were hoarding large amounts of food and medicine, but the nobles in the Royal Capital chose to turn a blind eye, as most would do the same.
However, the nature of the two sides was somewhat different. The nobles were used to exploiting their own territories, while the Demon Clan monopolized food and medicine in the market.
This had also led to rising prices in the Royal Capital; although there was no trend of collapse yet, the nobles seemed completely unaware.
This also indicated a difference in intelligence collection. Lind was more focused on public welfare and economic information, while this was exactly the area the nobles of the Royal Capital were least concerned about.
“Moreover, according to the information, the strange illnesses appearing in the Royal Capital are similar to the plague we contracted initially: coughing up blood, skin ulcers, festering sores, but the symptoms in the Royal Capital are all chronic.”
Flora’s voice was somewhat hoarse; although her tone was calm, it was hard to mask the anger in her voice.
“Is this illness appearing in our territory? Can it be cured?”
Lind frowned, basically acknowledging that these strange symptoms were being spread by the Demon Clan in the Royal Capital.
“Isha has already contacted the churches in various places. If similar symptoms appear, they will report it immediately. If there is Holy Water, prevention or cure should not be difficult.”
Next, Flora continued: “Since there hasn’t been a widespread infection in the Royal Capital and only a few people have shown symptoms, it indicates that the contagion isn’t strong, and the Demon Clan probably wouldn’t dare to be too blatant.”
Upon hearing this, Lind’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.
“We still need to take precautions. If those who come to the territory show these strange symptoms, we should treat them first.”
After everyone finished reporting and left, Lind pulled out the information that had come from the Royal Capital and began reviewing it.
“Brother… Lind, what’s happening?”
Unable to continue being a brother, Lena had just returned from the military camp and saw Lind with a serious expression. Recently, research on the magic power focus array and magical transmission was progressing smoothly, making Lind’s serious demeanor quite rare.
“The pressure on the new king over there in the Royal Capital seems to be quite large.”
Seeing Lena had come, Lind was just about ready to talk to someone and sort out his thoughts.
After explaining the current situation happening in the Royal Capital, Lind continued:
“Augustus III initially redistributed too much power to suppress the Northern Borders, but his death was too abrupt. The newly appointed Your Majesty seems to have not had time to reclaim that power.”
“Furthermore, in order to push for reforms, Klan Augustine still needs to negotiate and compromise continuously with those nobles, resulting in the royal authority becoming weaker and weaker. Even some ordinary nobles dare to criticize the new king’s policies on the streets.”
Lena didn’t understand the latter analysis and simply asked, “Isn’t this a rebellion?”
“This is a rebellion, but the Demon Clan is also our enemy.”
“If Klan Augustine doesn’t control these Demon Clans soon, how long does he think it will be before the kingdom’s economy begins to collapse? How many people will go hungry because of this?”
Lind angrily slapped the table.
“Then should we help the Royal Capital?”
Lena’s question pulled Lind back.
“No, we have only just filled our own bellies. Why should we help our enemies?”
After venting, Lind also calmed down. Klan Augustine wasn’t a fool; otherwise, he wouldn’t have restricted the Demon Clan’s activities within the kingdom. At least he understood not to let the Demon Clan contact the Western and Southern Borders.
This also indicated that the other side might already be unable to manage the nobles under their control. Lind could push everything over and establish absolute order through violence, but Klan could not.
“Then you’ve already thought about what to do, haven’t you?”
Lind was momentarily taken aback and nodded, “Klan Augustine isn’t foolish; as long as he is reminded a little, he will know what to do. If the economy really collapses, it will affect us too. A half-dead Royal Capital would be most in line with our interests right now.”
Whenever Lind felt a bit impatient, talking with Lena always helped him calm down. This time was no different. After discussing the situation within the army, Lind took out some stationery, planning to write a letter to Klan Augustine in the name of the Northern Border Governor.
The content of the letter was quite “candid,” directly stating the situation that Lucanus had investigated in the Royal Capital. After all, this was simply about prices and market conditions, which couldn’t be considered intelligence.
Only by placing such glaring figures in front of Klan Augustine would he truly recognize what the current situation was, instead of guessing what schemes Lind might have.
However, Lind felt it still wasn’t safe. Seeing the information that Klan Augustine had his suspected time traveler, the Saintess, help with the reforms, he thought for a moment and decided to write a letter to that time traveler as well.
Lind had no interest in exchanging codes with her, to avoid any misunderstandings with Klan Augustine that might prevent the letter from reaching her hands.
In the letter he wrote to the time traveler Lilith, Lind detailed the situation in the Royal Capital even more, after all, since she came from the same country as him and had received nine years of compulsory education, she should know what should be done.
Not long after, in the Royal Capital, Klan Augustine showed a bitter smile upon receiving Lind’s letter. How could he not know about the situation in the Royal Capital? The king’s authority was indeed shrinking, and he had recently heard that the Eastern Border was getting involved with Doug Lars. If it weren’t for the Southwestern Borders still being very loyal, Klan would be struggling to move.
Nevertheless, some suggestions in the letter were indeed worth considering. At the very least, the prices in the Royal Capital did need to be controlled.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Lilith also received the letter from the Northern Border.
Originally, she was curious about the other party’s grand theories, but as she read on, she began to feel something was off.
A familiar sensation hit her, reminding her of the days when her brother pointed things out to her while she was doing her assignments in school.
The crucial point was that the suggestions in the letter were indeed very effective, which made Lilith feel quite unpleasant, as she couldn’t find any reason to refute them.
Not only that, but the later parts of the letter seemed to have been written with enthusiasm, even explaining to Lilith how to support confidants and suppress enemies.
This clearly was an attempt to stir the pot.
Lilith was somewhat speechless; she wasn’t in a position to act as the ruler, so what was the point of saying this?
Although Klan had also distributed a lot of power to Lilith, relying on her and the church’s strength to push for reforms, her main source of power still came from her identity as the Saintess of the church.
However, some opinions in the letter were indeed very valuable, so Lilith took the letter and decided to first think of a way to control the prices in the market. Certain important items must be controlled by the state.
