Lorgar stared at the circle on the ground for a while and said, "But if you want to make it circulate, you need to keep investing money... In short, a large part of it is not in the hands of the great chief."
"That's the key... and it took me a long time to understand. This is also the biggest difference between him and the other nobles." Andrea drew another big circle to include all the smaller circles. "From the beginning, he regarded the entire Kingdom of Graycastle as his own territory. Therefore, no matter which city this flowing wealth was distributed to, it would belong to him."
"But he's the king. Is it wrong to think this way?"
"When the Wildflame clan was still the head of the clans, could your orders affect the tribes in the Silver Stream Oasis?" Andrea asked. "Even in Iron Sand City, the Wildflame clan didn't have the final say. For the Four Kingdoms, the situation is similar. The enfeoffed nobles are equivalent to the tribal leaders. They don't allow outsiders to intervene in the affairs of their territory, nor will they regard other people's fiefs as their own homes. "
"..." Lorgar was silent for a while and said, "This isn't something that can be decided by different opinions."
"That's right. You're much smarter than Ashes. Try to spend less time with her in the future. It will affect your ability to think." Andrea patted her on the shoulder and said, "This requires both strength and policy. The former will make the enfeoffed nobles flinch, and the latter will concentrate the power in the hands of the king. This is definitely a pioneering move. The difficult thing is that His Majesty not only has this idea, but also moved in this direction from the beginning. The longer I stay in Neverwinter, the more I realize that there are countless such details. "
"It's a little... complicated." Lorgar touched her head and was a little surprised. She did not expect the blonde woman, who seemed to be a thousand miles away, to answer such a question so carefully. "Could it be that she always wanted to share these discoveries with others, but had no one to talk to?"
"Of course, politics is ten thousand times more complicated than fighting," Andrea said proudly. "And that's just one of the reasons. The other reason is that he's not only gaining more and more wealth, but also — you."
"Us?"
"This logic is much simpler. The migrating Sand Nation people obtain food and housing through work, which is part of this cycle. You will gradually get used to this kind of life and use your salary to exchange for more comfortable things, and then you will never be able to break away from it. In the end, you will become Graycastle's people, not just in name, but his real subjects. "
Andrea stuck the stick into the ground, clapped her hands, and stood up. "This process is inevitable. The oasis is shrinking, and many tribes are facing the threat of survival. Now that they had a way to survive without killing each other, migration was only a matter of time. There is still a lot of land in the Southern Territory that has been abandoned because of the war. Instead of letting it continue to be empty, it is better to hand it over to the Sand Nation to cultivate — this is also producing wealth for him. "
She paused for a moment. "Do you understand now? In this way, after 20 years, His Majesty will not only get the Blackwater he wants, but also the wealth of the Mojins in the Southernmost Region. Compared to buying land, do you still think the former is more cost-effective? "
Lorgar did not answer. She suddenly felt that something had touched her heart. Compared to the question itself, Andrea's attitude concerned her more. The reason why Andrea did not hide the truth was not because she trusted her, but because it did not matter even if she knew. Whether she accepted it or not, the result could not be changed. It was like a waterfall rushing down from a cliff, its momentum was unstoppable.
Grand, forceful, unstoppable... She was able to integrate the situation, people's hearts, and strength into one. She had considered all of this to such a profound extent, and the moves she performed were inevitably unavoidable. The person who saw through the layout was worthy of admiration, not to mention the initiator. If the great chief had been born in the Iron Sand City, he must have been an outstanding warrior.
Perhaps this was the direction she should be working towards.
"Thank you for your guidance. I feel that my martial arts have taken a step forward!" Lorgar clenched her fists and said.
"As long as you can understand — What? Wait, did you say martial arts? "
"Yes, I'm going to practice now. Please excuse me," she said and ran to the hillside behind her. There was an open gravel field, which was suitable for practicing martial arts.
"She's really the same as Ashes... an idiot."
After running for a hundred steps, the Wolf Girl heard Andrea muttering to herself, but the word "idiot" was not as cold as it had been at the beginning.
A week later, Lorgar received news from Echo that the Wildflame clan had officially decided to move to the Southern Territory. After negotiation, her father agreed to move in three phases to reduce the burden on Graycastle. The land allocated to them was the part where Clearwater Bay connected to the port, which was also the most fertile part of the town.
The whole migration process would last for more than a year, and the first group was expected to arrive in half a month. In order to settle down the former chief of the clan, the Osha Princess, who missed Neverwinter the most, decided to prolong her stay in the Port of Clearwater. This application was approved by the great chief, but Ashes, Andrea, and Hummingbird would still set off on time and return to the Western Region on the "Roland".
As for whether Lorgar should follow the witches or stay here and wait for the clans, Echo gave the choice to her.
The Wolf Girl did not hesitate for too long and chose to set off with Ashes.
She believed that even if she was not here, her father and brother would be able to handle the affairs of the clans well — the Southern Territory was no longer a place where they needed to rely on force and duelists to survive. If the small clans could fill their stomachs, then the Wildflame clan would be even more so. Moreover, she had already given up the position of chief. If they met again in the short term, it would be easy for them to become estranged. Since she had to leave sooner or later, it was better to leave early.
In addition, the news about Neverwinter and the Witch Union from Ashes and Andrea made her look forward to the Western Region. Whether it was the famous combat witches on the list of combat power, the powerful enemies hidden in the blood mist in the wilderness, or even the great chief who was physically weak (according to Ashes) but had unique martial arts, they were all reasons for her to set off early.
The next day, Echo sent them to board the steel ship with a smile.
Standing on the deck, Lorgar suddenly felt that the seemingly wide and thick stone ship was nothing. This ship, which was made of metal, was docked beside the river. The material of the hull alone was probably more than the sum of the weapons and armors used by the Mojin clan. With mixed feelings, she held the railing with both hands, lowered her fluffy ears, and nodded to Echo to say goodbye.
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