"Master, the spirits of the dead that I created are all on the ships and not on shore. With the three kings around, they are free labor. " The winged skeleton laughed maliciously. He had spent so much time with Nailisi that even his words were similar to Nailisi's.
Saleen's mood improved. The three kings were powerful enough to be able to summon a large number of spirits of the dead, which made up for the lack of defense in Metatrin City. Now that Lex's people were here, Sika's Caucasus people were settling down here and they had recruited a large number of soldiers, the spirits of the dead became laborers in the construction of the city, they were much more useful than slaves.
"Sika, how is Sika doing?"
Thinking of Sika, Saleen was not as anxious anymore. Sika was rarely worried. The things that she worried about were not earth-shattering, they were just getting more food for the Caucasus people to eat so that they could survive the winter. On the other hand, Sika had always maintained a calm attitude when it came to important matters.
This was the best attitude a person could have when they were alive. Saleen's anxiety stemmed from the lack of people. "I already have so much and I still have to worry, I will never be satisfied." As Saleen thought about it, a smile appeared on his face.
It was right to strive, but to lose oneself for the sake of a goal, that would not be a mage.
"Saleen, are you still worried about the lack of talents?" Fellett was very happy that they had safely arrived at Metatrin City, he spoke in a more relaxed manner. He knew that he had mastered many things. Those elders in Holy Rock City must be regretting letting him escape in a moment of folly. Now that they were in Metatrin City, those old fellows could not do anything.
"Yes, Uncle Fellett. Soldiers are powerful spirits of the dead, they can solve the problem of the warship for me, but I cannot let my city become a city of spirits of the dead. Among the people that I recruited back then, only a few were useful. As for the rest, sigh … "
"How many people are there in Metatrin City now?"
"I am not sure either. Those who came to settle down, when they left, there were already more than two-hundred-thousand people."
Fellett was shocked by this number. It was very difficult to build a city with more than ten-thousand people. A typical new city would only have a population of ten-thousand people after three to five years of construction. Metatrin City had already had more than two-hundred-thousand people in its first year of construction!
"Master, according to the latest records from the city hall, the permanent population is 340,000. This does not include the nobles and their private citizens who came to seek refuge."
Qin nobles usually valued their subjects because they rarely bullied them. When these nobles were in trouble, a large number of subjects would follow them. Many of the nobles in Phoenix and Loulan had already pledged allegiance to Lex. Under Lex's instructions, some of them decided to pledge allegiance to Metatrin City.
These nobles had brought many people with them, and Lex helped Saleen to give them land one by one. The winter here was long and abnormally cold, so the farmers could barely farm for a season. However, the agricultural output of this season surpassed that of two seasons in the south. Therefore, although their lives were tough, the peasants were satisfied and were willing to continue following the nobles in distress.
This group of people were real farmers. Their farming skills were like powerful mages, and they were all rare treasures. Some of these nobles only had a dozen or so peasant households, while some even had close to a thousand households. The number of these farmers might have exceeded one-hundred-thousand. North of Metatrin City, a large piece of land had already been rented out for the nobles' farmers to farm.
The nobles took out gold coins, and Metatrin City provided men and spirits of the dead to help the nobles build quite a number of castles. Currently, the north and west of Metatrin City were no longer barren plains. Instead, many villages had appeared.
Before the arrival of winter this year, the farmers had already harvested one season. As the land had not been tended properly, the crops produced were barely enough to feed them. This already made the farmers very satisfied.
The nobles were also very satisfied. Sika had sent out Caucasus people to patrol the villages. For the past half a year, there were very few magic beasts around. Within hundreds of miles, human habitation had become denser. In the future, there would be no need for Caucasus people, the magic beasts would also retreat from this area.
It could be said that the current Metatrin City was already a city that only a Duke could own. If the population exceeded one-million, it would be the size of an imperial city.
"Saleen, your city has more than three-hundred-thousand free people. There must be many swordsmen and even mages who came here to look for opportunities. I am afraid that your city hall does not have any officials who specialize in screening skills? "
"Yes." Hearing Fellett's words, Saleen had an epiphany. During the fourth dynasty, some big nobles set up departments to select talents in the city hall. They promoted talents from the civilians to join the army or directly to become officials. After the collapse of the fourth dynasty, the new empire did not have such an organization.
There were still some remnants of Cloudflow, but they were not the mainstream.
"You can do this …" Fellett lowered his voice and whispered into Saleen's ear.
"This works too?"
"Why not?"
"Master, it is not a big deal to set up an arena." The winged skeleton mumbled in Saleen's mind.
"Arena, arena …" Saleen repeated this word over and over again. What appeared in his mind was the records in the magic notes.
During the second dynasty, there was an arena in the capital. Professionals and creatures from various planes fought to the death in hopes of obtaining money, titles, and glory. Hundreds of deaths and injuries occurred every day, and the world followed suit. There were hundreds of cities in the country, and more than ten-thousand deaths and injuries occurred every day.
Among these deaths and injuries, at least one-third of the professionals either died on the spot or were severely injured, and would never be able to return to the arena. For those who survived, if they did not leave early, it would be difficult for them to survive a long period of high intensity battles. If the professionals in the arena did not leave within a year, the death rate was as high as eighty percent. Those who could still be active in the arena after three years were less than one percent.
Saleen could not find powerful creatures from various planes to put into the arena, but he had the three kings who could summon relatively powerful spirits. He also had Nailisi who could summon demons, so he still had the conditions to set up an arena.
However, doing so would cause unnecessary deaths and injuries.
The mages in the temple had already known that the pan's turtle alchemical boat had entered the underwater dock. Nailisi could not wait any longer and brought people to the port first. Saleen had just left the underwater dock and walked up the stairs to the surface when he was hugged by Nailisi.
"Master, ah ha." Nailisi's strength was so great that Saleen almost suffocated from the choking.
Cuisi looked at Nailisi and shuddered. He thought that he could get rid of Nailisi after advancing to a supreme demon. Unfortunately, when Nailisi appeared, he realized that Nailisi had also evolved. The fourth ability must have appeared. Given Nailisi's abilities, he would not be able to resist.
Cuisi lowered his head and looked at the ground, afraid that Nailisi would discover his thoughts.
Saleen pushed Nailisi away forcefully and coughed a few times before slapping her head and saying, "Are you trying to kill me? Can't you be gentler? "
"Sister Sika hugged you like this too, I saw it!" Nailisi was not convinced, but she did not dare to retaliate. Her strength had increased significantly, but she could not control it well, so she almost strangled Saleen to death.
Saleen was rendered speechless by Nailisi's words. When he was with Sika, Nailisi must have spied on them. It was only then that Saleen would be careless and not notice her presence.
"Where are Daniel and Jola?" Saleen did not want to dwell on this topic and quickly changed the topic.
"Daniel is at the town hall, he is extremely busy. Jola is training swordsmen at the camp. Sister Sika is there too. "
"Bring Uncle Fellett and Auntie Lanny to Ai You's residence personally and arrange for them to stay. Ask Daniel and Jola to meet me at the temple."
"Yes, Master." Nailisi smiled and went to greet Fellett and Lanny, while Saleen rushed to the temple under the escort of the Caucasus warriors. The three demons who followed Nailisi went to inform Jola, Daniel, and Lex respectively.
Back at the temple, Saleen did not rest, he waited for Daniel and the rest on the third floor. The first to return was Sika, behind her were two young Caucasus people. The abilities of these two Caucasus people had improved significantly since Saleen left. Saleen was very pleased to see this. Jola did not slack off, the martial arts of Metatrin City were not bad.
"Saleen, you are back so soon!" Sika smiled. Saleen was short of breath.
"Isn't it good to come back earlier? I was planning to come back in March next year. "
"Early is good, early is good." Sika's eyes narrowed into a line, she pulled Saleen and said, "Why don't you come back to the South Court with me first?"
"Cough … I still have to tell Daniel something." Saleen was embarrassed, luckily Nailisi was not around.
Daniel arrived very quickly, there were two mages from Sregl Island and a swordmaster from Sregl Island by his side. He followed Saleen's instructions, he did not need any newly recruited people by his side.
"Master!"
"Ha, Daniel, you are grade-6 now?" Saleen saw that Daniel was full of himself. Even though the Elemental Eye could not see through a death mage's grade, it could roughly estimate Daniel's abilities. Compared to when he left, this could only be a sign that he had become a grade-6 death mage.
"Yes, I was so busy with the affairs of the city hall that I did not train. Instead, I advanced. This is something I did not expect." Daniel was much older than Saleen, and his sudden advancement was a joyous occasion for him. After a death mage became a sorcerer, their advancement was slower than that of an elemental mage. The earlier they advanced, the higher the chances of them reaching grade-9.
"Daniel, from now on, you will need to split up the affairs of the city hall and only focus on the important matters. Focus on your training. "
"Master, we do not have enough manpower!"
"There are magic apprentices in the city, recruit some and let Lex's people train them. We do not have enough soldiers and officers, we can also start recruiting. Right, I plan to build a fighting arena, allocate some funds. "
"Fighting arena?"
"Mm, Judikaka and the other two are too free now. Find something for them to do, in case … in case they create trouble for me."
At this point, Saleen had made up his mind.
There was no need to be afraid of building a fighting arena once it was done. There were so many free people in Metatrin City and the number of nobles was much higher than that of a normal large city. There would definitely be many people who were willing to invest. Even though he did not have enough funds now, he could still gather the funds. As long as Lex did not object, this matter could be implemented next year.
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