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Laing had learned an important piece of knowledge from Macado. For a large country, there was no such thing as' completely reasonable ',' completely healthy ', or' long-term stability '. For a large country, there were only two considerations for a policy: short-term benefits and long-term benefits. Macado's knowledge told Laing that after considering the immediate benefits, long-term benefits, and problems that needed to be solved urgently, any policy that had more benefits than disadvantages could be tried.
It didn't matter how many people lived or died in the bureaucracy, or how many sacrifices the civilians had to make. As long as it was beneficial to the country as a whole, it could be implemented.
This was Macado's way of thinking.
To a certain extent, Mageweath Macado was indeed the culmination of the human Empire's bureaucratic system over tens of thousands of years. In the eyes of this Empire's prime minister, the founder of the human Empire, and the most loyal servant of the Emperor, maintaining the stable operation of the political and bureaucratic system, controlling everything, using the system and personnel arrangements to maintain the balance, and making everyone ultimately pledge their loyalty to the supreme Emperor was the purpose of the human Empire's existence.
"If the system and the creator of the system exist at the same time, then the restless people will try to resist the creator and destroy the system. However, if the creator is no longer around or unknown, the people will be happy to obey and use the system to fight against each other, becoming the supporters and executors of the system.
"This is the system. At first, you resist it, you curse it, and you hate it. Slowly, you get used to it and rely on it. Finally, you realize that you can no longer leave it."
— Prime Minister of the Human Empire, Great Lord of the Supreme Suzerain Council of Terra, Judge Hero of the Emperor, Most Loyal Servant, Friend, and Confidant of the King of Humans, Sealer Mageweath — Macado.
This was why the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister were destined to be on opposite sides, just like the feudalism, the appointment system, and the centralization system. This was an irreconcilable contradiction. No matter who it was, the Prime Minister was destined to be a gear or bearing in the bureaucratic system. In Macado's view, the Prime Minister had not learned to obey. The Prime Minister had even used a large number of spies and psionic probes to spy on the Prime Minister's true thoughts and secrets. At the same time, the Prime Minister kept interfering with the 'emotional communication' between the Prime Minister and the Emperor. Most of the Prime Ministers hated the Bearer, and the few who had a better temper like Kirman and Vulcan did not have a good impression of the Prime Minister.
But in the end, it proved whose method was more useful. Ten thousand years after the Emperor entered the Golden Throne, the two important legacies that Macado left behind were still playing a role, including the Trial Court, the Gray Knight, and its original form, Laing Macado.
The power of the Bearer echoed in Laing's mind. The original form of the Gray Knight was thinking about how to deal with this matter.
In the short term, the disadvantages of accepting the Kislöw army outweighed the advantages, including but not limited to diplomatic troubles, the supply of military supplies, the arrangement of the station, the differences in beliefs, and the doubts of whether the group of Mrs. Kiesler was willing to be loyal.
But in the long run, there was no need to say what the benefits were. Everyone understood that it was the countless industrialized talents and the last and most powerful army of the Frost Kingdom!
"Female Tsar, she still has the face to ask for it? If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be here now! " Morgiana took the envelope and read it. Her good mood instantly disappeared. She said in a shrill voice, "In order to save the Örengrád army, we lost more than three thousand people. Kalad was also seriously injured. All the military expenses were paid by us. She still has the face to ask for it?"
"Haha." Laing smiled without saying a word. He reached out his hand and stroked the Lake Goddess Witch's golden eyebrows. He just looked at her.
The originally twisted eyebrows gradually calmed down. Morgiana was a little embarrassed by Laing's gaze. She even felt that her body had begun to become strange. The Lake Goddess Witch was both expectant and unhappy. She said sourly, "What? You still think Katarina's request is reasonable? "
"It's unreasonable." In the hall, Laing and Morgiana were not very close. Knight King quickly withdrew his hand. He just sighed. "But she has the law. This matter is really not easy to deal with. If it is not handled well, it will easily cause disputes and affect the image of Brittany in the old world."
Morgiana nodded. This was true. In any case, Katarina still retained her identity as the female Tsar, and this identity was also recognized by the Brittany. The Örengrád Shiravek Group declared independence mainly to show autonomy and self-reliance, but they did not publicly announce their separation from Kislöw. The conditions at the time did not allow it.
"That's why I feel disgusted, very disgusted. Our Queen Katarina obviously does not want to lose face." Laing held the letter that was both a request and a question. Knight King's face was full of disgust. "This is also in line with her situation. She no longer has the ability to change the status quo. She can only rely on external forces."
"Then what should we do? Don't know? Or refuse? " Morgiana simply pulled Laing out of the hall. The sound of the Lake Goddess Witch's heels and Laing's boots rang on the floor of the not-so-luxurious castle. She thought for a moment and rejected the two methods. "It's impossible to say that we don't know. The old world knows. We will be lying if we say that we don't know. It's not good to refuse either. Now that the Empire and the Brittany are fighting against Chaos, refusing is not only ignoring the big picture but also ridiculous. How can we stop Mrs. Kiesler from going back to save their country?"
"Hahahahaha! Yes, that's right. " Laing laughed. Knight King picked up the letter and said coldly, "That's why it's so disgusting. This is an open conspiracy. Indeed, they don't even want to lose face. This matter has really become tricky."
"Then what should we do now?" Morgiana was worried. The Lake Goddess Witch was also worried.
Laing could not help but smile. Morgiana was a sanctum champion who had received the inheritance of the Lake Goddess Witch for hundreds of years. She had countless experience in dealing with politics, the court, and various religious affairs. She was not worried at all. However, once something had to do with Laing, Morgiana could not remain calm. It could only be said that women who fell in love would become blind. Talleyrand saw through this and seized the opportunity to compliment Morgiana and successfully left a good impression.
"What should we do? Tell Katarina that she has come to the wrong person. I'm now busy fighting the Chaos. I don't have time for the withdrawal of Kislöw's army to Brittany. It's not up to me. Tell her to look for Suria. " Laing smiled. "As for Suria, there's Olica. She's the best at this. There's also Berliat who knows about Kislöw's situation."
"That dark elf is really good at this." Morgiana seemed to have thought of something. She looked around and saw that there was no one around. "Well, it's getting late. Why don't we go back to the room?"
"Back to the room? So early? " Laing's expression changed slightly. Knight King quickly changed the topic. "It's too early. Morgiana, let's walk around."
"Walk around. There's people everywhere. There's not a place in the whole town that's empty." Morgiana looked unhappy. She thought for a while and said shyly in Laing's ear. "After thinking about it, it's the quietest place in the room. Laing, what kind of skirt and stockings do you like? I'll wear them for you, okay?"
When the time comes, the room will be filled with your little tongue. How is it quiet? Laing thought. Knight King shook his head and said that it was still too early. Morgiana was a little dissatisfied. She had no choice but to follow Laing back to the banquet hall.
"My dear, where have you been?" Veronica came over with a glass of wine. Behind her was a group of well-dressed Garlan witches. "I've been looking for you everywhere."
"What's the matter, my dear?" Laing raised his glass and clinked it with Veronica's.
"I'm looking for you … to go back to the room!" Veronica's sweet face was full of mischief. "You've won such a big battle. Shouldn't you do something? Let's go back to the room, my dear. I can't wait. "
Laing was speechless.
"Laing, you're here." At this time, Teresa also came. When the sorceress saw that Veronica and Morgiana were both there, she immediately came up to them. Her waist-length black hair was tied up high. Her black full-rimmed glasses emitted a magical glow. "It's too noisy here. I'm a little annoyed. Why don't we find a quiet place to play cards or do something else?"
Laing was speechless.
Knight King realized that the situation was not good. He immediately wanted to escape, but Morgiana had already reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "I'm glad we've reached an agreement. Now it's time to act."
The Lake Goddess, the Garlan Council Speaker, and the sorceress completed the synchronization in an instant!
Lure the piglet in first, then kill him!
Just like that, Knight King was half-pushed and half-dragged away from the banquet.
Everyone at the banquet had noticed that Laing and Morgiana had left, but most of them attributed it to the letter that the king had received. They probably had something to deal with, so they did not pay too much attention to it.
The Regent of the Kingdom, Laun, came a little late. He casually ate some food, drank a few glasses of wine, and celebrated together.
"Sir Baldwin?" The Regent of the Kingdom felt the glory of the battle between the three kings. He regretted that he did not wipe out such a large number of frontline battles. When he saw a knight of the Kingdom surrounded by a large group of knights eating and drinking together, he took the initiative to walk over. "Why is it you again?"
"Lord Laun!" The knights all saluted. Baldwin, who came from Le-Angoulême, hurriedly greeted Laun. "My lady, it's great to see you back safe and sound!"
"My lady, Baldwin, what did you do in this battle?" The Regent of the Kingdom laughed and clinked glasses with Baldwin. Seeing that the two of them were about to talk, everyone tactfully dispersed.
"Nothing, I didn't even kill a single goblin." Baldwin was a rather weak looking Legendary knight with a bit of the traditional noble aura, but his face was obviously weathered. This made his temperament seem different. Just by looking at his temperament alone, he was no different from many noble children who spent all day eating, drinking, and playing. However, from the wrinkles and scars on his face, everyone knew that this was a veteran of the battlefield.
Laun knew that Baldwin was born in the Duchy of Le-Angoulême and was a descendant of Count Clement's family. Previously, the Knight King Laing had announced that he would not provide knights for the Kingdom for the next four generations. The title was in great danger! Thus, Baldwin enlisted as a knight for the Araby expedition. Many people thought that a playboy like Baldwin would not live for more than three months in Araby.
In fact, it was true that most of the knights who went to the Araby expedition did not live for more than three months, but Sir Baldwin was an exception. No matter how much this playboy ate, drank, and played, he did not neglect his martial arts and horsemanship training. After arriving at the Araby Desert, Baldwin participated in the Battle of Mongiza and the Battle of Spring Valley. In the battle, he won a great victory, made contributions, and miraculously survived. In the end, he received an "excellent" evaluation and returned smoothly to the Kingdom.
Laun knew some things about Baldwin, and the Regent of the Kingdom was interested. "Then why do they worship you so much? You're not a captain or a general. "
"Ha." Baldwin smiled helplessly. He pointed at the young knights and said, "I just have a lot of battlefield knowledge and life-saving knowledge to pass on to this group of rookies who have received a lot of professional military skills but have never been on the battlefield."
"Rookies? Well, it's very vivid. No matter who it is, they all start as rookies, and I'm no exception. "Laun laughed.
"Yes, for rookies, at the beginning of the battlefield, it's not about how many enemies to kill, but how to ensure that they survive and not lose their lives at the beginning. For example, I taught them that when the Goblin Archer shoots at you, they should rush head-on, not recklessly. It's safest to reach the enemy as quickly as possible." Baldwin also sneered. "This is not courage, this is wisdom. We are not those Ugor people. The knights just want to rush, and it's safer."
"Oh? I didn't think that the fearless charge could be explained in this way. Who taught you? "Laun asked with interest as he stabbed a piece of steak covered in juice with his fork.
"The knight instructor in the Oreg Knights taught me." Baldwin chewed on a big cucumber and said, "In the Arabi Desert, we have many enemies: the undead, the green skin, the Skaven Rat Men, and pirates. We have very few friends, only the people of the Empire and a small number of dwarf exploration teams. The rest is only sand and camels. Surviving is much more important than killing more enemies. The boss said that the most important thing is to first experience, first feel, and then survive."
"Your boss is really talented." Laun thought for a moment and said slowly, "Where is he now?"
"Still in Arabi."
"Still in Arabi? How long has he been serving? "
"A long time. He just doesn't want to go home. It's boring. I was so homesick that I went crazy. I didn't understand at all. Until I went home and saw my father who was immersed in the glory of the family and didn't want to wake up, and my brothers and mother who did nothing all day. It's boring, really boring." Baldwin said helplessly, "As a lady's glorious knight, life shouldn't be wasted like that."
"So you're here again this time?" Laun was amused.
"Yes, I'm here again." Baldwin smiled and said, "The Great Knight Expedition, winning until my hands are sore. Under His Majesty Laing's leadership, I keep winning and winning. It's much more interesting than staying at home. Wealth, glory, and even the Holy Grail, I'm ready."
"Come on, Baldwin. You'll win the glory that belongs to you." Laun shook hands with Baldwin, said goodbye, and walked away. "The next generation of the kingdom!"
The regent of the kingdom was filled with emotions. He felt that the Knight King was even more unfathomable.
Laun knew very well that a Knight King like Baldwin was a typical old noble. Logically speaking, he should be the most disgusted with Laing's behavior and anti-reform. These people hated Laing's policy of "incompetence is a sin", "confiscation of titles and fiefs if you can't provide knights", and "I'll let bumpkins take over if the nobles can't do it". They had made enemies of Laing more than once.
Why can't my family's accumulation over hundreds of years compare to the bumpkins' ten years of bloody battles?
Whether it was Laun or Berchemund, they were typical representatives of the old nobles. However, to the disappointment of most of the old nobles, whether it was Laun, Hagan, or Berchemund, they were all Knights of the Holy Grail. For the Knights of the Holy Grail, the above three policies did not apply to them, nor would it harm their interests. On the contrary, following Laing, they had tasted the sweetness and reaped the benefits. Many of the reforms that harmed their interests could also be rewarded in the long run. Naturally, it was difficult for them to make up their minds to resist. In the end, under François's ideological work, they simply leaned towards Laing's side.
Therefore, these middle-level old nobles were bitter in their hearts. They could not go up to the sky, nor could they go down to the ground. They were almost killed by Laing.
However, the appearance of people like Baldwin made Laun realize that even the old nobles had begun to change dramatically. The new blood among the old nobles was rising rapidly, and they had become Laing's supporters. This was because many of the old nobles had also realized that if they did not change, they would be eliminated with the tide of time. As long as they followed Laing, they would also have the opportunity to obtain endless wealth and glory.
What about the new nobles? Laun turned his attention to another group of people.
It was the Old Guard under the king's command. The commander-in-chief, Bertrand, Davu, Raymond, and Raymond's brother, Thomas, were drinking and eating meat together. They were the new nobles, the representatives of the bumpkins. Now, each of them had outstanding military achievements and honors. The civilians respected the Old Guard even more than the ordinary knights.
This was identity recognition. Compared to the knights, the serfs certainly recognized the Old Guard as one of their own.
The old nobles certainly hated the Old Guard, because in their view, this group of Old Guards was a new group that came to seize their interests. They were the sword in Laing's hand.
But from another point of view, the Old Guard was born and raised in Brittany. At the national level, at the national level, the Old Guard and the old nobles stood on the same side. They were brothers, compatriots, and allies. Therefore, it was impossible for the old nobles to completely break off their hostility with this group of new nobles, not to mention that the Lake Fairy had recognized the status of the Old Guard, second only to the Knights of the Holy Grail.
Was this His Majesty's power play? No matter who it was, no one could completely oppose him. Unknowingly, he had completely controlled the whole kingdom.
After thinking for a long time, Laun took a step forward for the first time and took the initiative to greet Bertrand and others.
"Congratulations, Baron Nottingham, our Lord Bertrand!"
The representatives of the old nobles and the new nobles had their first equal conversation at the banquet after the Battle of the Three Kings.
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