As the incomplete spring came to an end and summer arrived, the population of Neverwinter reached its first explosive peak.
The operation of sending messengers to the east and the south to recruit refugees began to pay off. With the experience of the previous year, the recruitment efficiency of various emissary teams was greatly improved. Every day, hundreds of people gathered in Redwater City and Willow Town, waiting for the ships from the Western Region to take them to the rumored prosperous and stable Neverwinter.
In order to settle these people properly, City Hall also commissioned merchants to rent temporary barracks at the gathering place and provided free porridge and water to avoid accidents before the refugees arrived at the Western Region.
The Border Area dock became the busiest area in the city. 90% of the police force was used to maintain order and register the population. There was always a long queue in front of the quarantine checkpoint. The officials in charge of household registration divided the swarms of refugees into several categories, and then moved them into the prefab houses by the river, the caves in the west of the city, and the formal houses according to their categories.
Because of this, the busy city hall was in a state of chaos every day.
"Three sailboats from Redwater City have just arrived at the dock. There are 126 people in total. They have a blue flag on the mast. The person in charge is Barb!"
"Again? How many batches are there today? "
"Is it the fourth or the fifth? Anyway, stop complaining. Go and take the ships! "
"By the way, who replaced Barb to go to Redwater City?"
"It's me! Wait, it's almost ready! "
"Remember to bring the soap. It's not for sale there!"
Listening to the noisy conversation outside the office, Barov frowned. It was not that he felt there were too many things to do. Usually, the busier the City Hall was, the happier he would be.
But recently, the situation had become complicated.
The reason was because of Edith Kant.
"Director, the Ministry of Justice is urging us again!" An assistant walked into the office. "Sir Carter wants to recruit another 100 people as reserve police officers. He said if we don't increase the number of people, the security of the city will be out of control. If His Majesty asks about this, we can't escape the responsibility."
"Well, it's just because I'm the Chief Knight that I can talk to His Majesty. I have no time to take care of such a trivial matter." While drafting a document, Barov said without looking up, "Put it on the table. I'll deal with it later."
"Yes!"
As soon as the assistant closed the door, he heard Edith's voice. "This is related to the recruitment order, right? Since you're too busy, I'll help you take a look. "
Sure enough, they came! Barov cursed in his heart. He didn't even use honorifics!
Of course, as the daughter of the Duke of the Northern Region, her status was indeed much higher than his. Until she became the real Hand of the King, she could directly call him by his name without using honorifics. However, he was at least half a mentor to her, right? After all, His Majesty had arranged for Edith to work in the Director's Office as an assistant to learn the structure of City hall departments and the process of government affairs. However, it seemed that she did not think so now.
"Well … that's fine too," he said reluctantly.
No matter how helpless he was, Miss Kant's words and deeds were not wrong. If he kept on refusing, it would be unreasonable if it was heard by His Majesty. At this critical moment, he could not leave a bad impression on His Majesty.
He would never forget that Roland Wimbledon was a devil who could see through people's hearts.
"Thanks."
Soon, the rustling sound of writing came from the opposite table.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Edith put the recruitment order back on his table.
"According to the draft I've read recently, this kind of recruitment generally requires that the person is reliable and has a clean background. There shouldn't be many people like this left in the Border Area. Instead of posting the notice on the square and asking those who are interested to come to the City hall to apply, it's better to directly select a hundred local people from the archives who haven't got a formal job yet. The Ministry of Justice is part of the City hall, and the salary and benefits are good. I think no one will refuse. In this way, it will save about a week compared to the normal recruitment process, and Chief Knight will also complain less. If you think it's okay, I'll send it to the archives according to this reply. "
Her voice was clear and organized. It was hard to believe that she had only joined the City hall for about two weeks.
He remembered that in the beginning, she just sat aside and quietly read the documents she reviewed and rarely spoke. But now, she was very familiar with all the matters of the City hall.
"Uh … I'll do as you say."
Barov could not think of a better way to deal with Edith's suggestion. It was even possible that he would ignore these unimportant things in his busy schedule and directly deal with them in the conventional way.
Was this the heir who grew up in the Duke's mansion and was educated by the upper nobles?
Barov felt a deep sense of threat.
Yes, honorifics and honorifics were trivial matters. What he really cared about was the power in his hands. The news of the Northern Region's full submission was now known. If Edith was sent by His Majesty as an assistant to build a second-level City hall in the Northern Region, it would not affect him much. But what if she stayed?
His Majesty was currently unmarried, and the other party was a real Duke's daughter!
Thinking of this, Barov felt a headache.
No, he had to let her know that the management of the City hall was not so easy to grasp. His Majesty needed a minister who could coordinate the overall situation for him!
When Edith returned to the office, he cleared his throat and handed the statistics in his hand to her.
"This is …"
"We're in trouble," Barov said in a low voice. "The grain reserves in Neverwinter may not last until the wheat harvest."
"Well, is it caused by the influx of too many people?" Edith glanced at the list. "According to the consumption, the remaining grain should be able to last until the end of summer. The spring wheat can be harvested in mid-July. As long as we stop accepting refugees, this part of the grain will be enough. "
"But the City hall must not stop accepting refugees."
"Because of the 100,000 population target set by His Majesty?"
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