Roland knocked on the table, and the hall instantly fell silent.
"After the Months of Demons, next year will be the most important year for Graycastle." He stood up from the main seat and walked to the back of the crowd. "I'll unify the whole territory, hold an enthronement ceremony, and become the rightful king of Graycastle. And all of you will be my first batch of ministers, assisting me in governing this country. "
If it had been two years ago... these "lofty words" would have been regarded as the arrogant words of Prince Roland who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
If it had been a year ago, it would have been a distant goal to strive for.
But today, no one doubted Roland's words.
The crowd stood up, put their right hands on their chests, and bowed their heads to him. "It's my honor, Your Majesty!" Their grumbles and wariness disappeared in an instant, and a hint of excitement appeared on their faces. The longer they stayed in the City Hall, the more they understood the power of Neverwinter.
There was no doubt that as long as he made this decision, it would be indisputable that the whole territory of Graycastle would be under his rule.
And they could also follow His Majesty and become the most powerful group of people in the kingdom.
Roland pressed his palms together and motioned for everyone to sit down. "Not only that, the territory of Graycastle will become unprecedentedly vast. The Barbarian Land in the west, the Fjord Islands in the east, the Endless Cape in the south, and the Hermes Plateau in the north will all be under my command!"
"To achieve this, the First Army will undoubtedly be the busiest department next year, and Neverwinter can only leave a small number of garrison guards. Therefore, exploring the Great Snow Mountain is a necessary measure to eliminate hidden dangers. I don't want our backyard to be on fire and King's City to be attacked by unknown enemies! "
"Your Majesty, perhaps we can rely on the First Army and the Witch Union to enter the snow mountain..." Carter suggested in a low voice.
"In a cave with no light and an extremely complex terrain, guns and cannons can only play a limited role," Roland interrupted him. "There are neither preset locations to attack nor a reference map. If we encounter hybrids, how many casualties do you think the First Army will have to pay to repel those monsters?"
The Chief Knight was silent for a moment.
"This is the reason why we have to cooperate in this exploration. The God's Punishment Witches of Taquila and the Witch Union can complement each other. The First Army will be responsible for bringing up the rear and setting up sentry posts at the explored entrances to ensure the smooth retreat route. This is the safest way." Roland paused and suddenly raised his voice. "Listen up, all of you. Don't tell me how difficult it is to implement this plan. You are sitting here to solve the problem! If you can't do it, City hall doesn't need someone who can't meet my requirements! "
At this point, he looked at the City hall manager. "Barov Mons!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The latter shuddered.
"Are there any problems with the final accounting and logistics?"
"I think … that's all." The old director wiped the sweat off his face. "I'll come up with a plan in five days."
"Three days," Roland said in an unquestionable tone. He then shifted his gaze to the Minister of Agriculture. "Sirius Dali!"
"Here!"
"If you don't have enough food in stock, transfer some from the Longsong Area. We have plenty of cement boats. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty!"
"Carr Van Bate!"
"Your Majesty, I'll carefully check the stability of the mine and the furnace group to ensure that there will be no collapse," the Minister of Construction hurriedly said.
"Very good …" Roland smiled. "Next."
…
This time, all the problems were easily solved. When the ministers realized that Roland had made up his mind, they quickly assigned the tasks. No one dared to delay any further.
After deciding who would be in charge, the next step was to determine the team to set off.
As Pasha's voice sounded directly in their heads, everyone panicked again. Fortunately, the scene of Roland talking to the tentacle monster calmly comforted the ministers, and they did not make the embarrassing move of jumping out of the window and running away.
Perhaps they felt that they had already promised His Majesty, so they just closed their eyes and listened. The ministers lowered their heads and pretended to be in deep thought, but in fact, they were avoiding eye contact with the tentacle monster. It was as if the voice was not an ordinary conversation, but the language of hell that could steal people's minds.
Roland did not know whether to laugh or cry at this situation.
Edith, who was the only one looking at the light screen, became the most eye-catching person in the crowd.
Sometimes, she even tried to talk to the Senior Taquila witches like Roland did.
Barov also raised his head several times, as if he did not want his opponent to steal the limelight, but he could not say a word in the end.
Fortunately, Roland had already planned in this regard and did not need too much involvement from City hall.
In the end, Taquila agreed to send 50 God's Punishment Witches to fight side by side with the main fighters of the Witch Union. The First Army, under the command of Brian, would send 500 people to participate in this operation.
The rest of the troops stationed in Neverwinter would be temporarily taken over by Carter, who would continue to guard against sporadic demonic beasts harassing the border.
After reaching an agreement on the exploration plan, Roland was about to end the bilateral meeting when Edith suddenly raised her hand.
"Your Majesty, I apply to join the snow mountain exploration team and go to the Great Snow Mountain of the Western Region with the First Army."
Barov twitched the corner of his mouth. "You're neither a witch nor a soldier of the army. Don't make trouble for His Majesty."
"I once served as a swordsmanship instructor in the Knight Battalion. It's difficult for an average person to last more than five rounds in my hands, and demonic beasts are no exception. I am fully capable of protecting myself." She remained unmoved.
Roland asked curiously, "What's the reason for your application?"
"The Battle of Divine Will is getting closer and closer, but few of the ministers here can tell what the demons look like and what the underground races look like. How can I help you manage the City hall if I don't even know the enemy? Some people may think that it's the First Army's business and that the department I'm in charge of has nothing to do with the Battle of Divine Will. But the fact is, when the war starts, both the Ministry of Construction and the Ministry of Agriculture will be involved and serve the war. Therefore, only by knowing the characteristics of the enemy and who I'm fighting against can I better share the workload for you, "Edith said with fervor and assurance.
"You …" The old director wanted to refute but did not know where to start.
Roland could not help but raise the corner of his mouth. This was an interesting way of putting it. Although it was a bit unreasonable, it suddenly made him have an idea. If he could turn her way of doing things into a tacit rule, that if he wanted to go further on the road of power, he must be transferred to the frontline or a war-torn city to gain the qualification for promotion, it might be a good idea. In this way, at least the officials in the City hall would not belittle the Battle of Destiny, nor would they issue some outrageous and unrealistic decrees.
In addition, Edith did have the ability to fight, so there was no harm in letting her follow the First Army.
Thinking of this, he nodded to the Pearl of the Northern Region.
"Then, get ready to go."
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