What did you do with the dice?

Rusalka: (But learning level 2 isn't bad either. Then, we can go steal the fog array in the Elf Forest someday.)

Sanitieta could understand the feasibility of his words, and even thought the same as him. He immediately wondered why Rusalka was so normal today and why she kept saying so many golden sentences?

Sure enough, Rusalka immediately showed him an idea that was beyond his expectation: (and then arranged it outside.)

Why?

Rusalka said with a wicked smile: (Because if I do that, the elves will get lost at their doorstep. They'll definitely think they've been abandoned by the Queen and cry for a long time. Then I'll run out, break a pipe on my knees, and yell: Then there's only one answer, and that's to swear allegiance to the Sani Tower!)

(Lie down on the ground again and say to them: I just want to see your expressions like this—)

Damn, after persecuting cats, this guy started to persecute elves. How despicable.

This is how they talk in the private chat channel, but in real life they certainly can't report system options or anything like that.

And Sunny Tower obviously has a set of "realistic" rhetoric that he has prepared long ago to deceive... Well, explain it to the two cats.

"Actually, I recently found the spell inheritance of the Time Sect."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and golden sand floated out from between his fingers, forming an hourglass shape in the air.

In fact, this is just a special application of [Magic Tricks], but the two cats don't understand magic at all, so they can't tell what kind of spell Sanita is using.

"It took me a week to learn it. From now on, I can peek into history and repair and learn most of the ancient spells."

Hydra twitched her ears. Due to the nature of her eyes, she was actually very interested in the Lord of Time, a deity that, as the name suggests, connects the future and the past. She also wanted to ask someone to see if they could "cure" her eyes, but because the Church of Time had already declined when she was born, her search had been unsuccessful. "So, can you see the future now?"

"No, I can't. My eyes aren't as good as yours. I can only see what magic looked like in the past."

Hydra let out a disappointed sound.

As for Phoenix, she wasn't too concerned about the matter itself, and naturally didn't have as many problems as Rusalka, so anything was fine.

Hydra looked through the other letters again. "So what are these letters? A declaration of war against Esterlen?"

Sanitta shook his head. "That probably can't be announced. Esterren must have already done crisis PR. These scavengers only say they are from Esterren, but that doesn't mean they are officially ordered by Esterren. At least they have a contract with them. None of them can admit that they came with orders. The most they can say is that their purpose is to kill Vishas."

Rusalka immediately came up with a bad joke: "I understand this. Fans' personal behavior should not be attributed to the idol itself."

The words are rough but the truth is there.

Sanitta: "However, I recently learned about Esterlen's history and environment. Although most of the records on the Sinidi side are vague and subjective and negative, after all, it's a foreign country on the other side of the world, so they always have to praise themselves and criticize others. However, I found that Esterlen's system is not the 'aristocratic' system of Sinidi or the 'church' system of Esidi, but the 'parliamentary' system. Before we set off, I think it's necessary for everyone to understand the most important points tonight. I will emphasize them again during the trip, so don't forget."

Rusalka: "Okay, Director Sa."

The guide of the tour guide.

"First, the laws of Esterlun are fully supervised by the God of Contract and Law. The parliament is responsible for revising and amending them, and then submitting them to the gods for implementation. Ultimately, they are implemented in contracts and judgments. In other words, if you violate the law within another country's territory, you will be restricted by the gods, resulting in your power being weakened. The Sea Clan's early offensive was curbed because they violated the peace agreement and were sanctioned by divine power."

Rusalka: (What do you mean, I was nerfed to an epic level?)

Sanita: "But that doesn't mean we can't do anything. After all, laws are made by humans, and they have a settlement order. That is, violating a contract will result in immediate penalty, but violating a law will not take effect immediately. Instead, it will require a judgment from the Tribunal and the conclusion to be submitted to the gods before the penalty can be settled. There is a process and formalities in between. At the fastest, it will probably take half a day."

Rusalka: "Why didn't you say that earlier? You scared me. I understand. Time limit: kill them all in half a day and then run away."

Sanita: "You really only think about tatakai. Besides, apart from that guy you mentioned earlier, we don't have anything else to tatakai in Estron. Leave this to me. Secondly, in Estron, gold and silver coins are still hard currency and can be used directly as currency. However, copper coins cannot be used. They generally don't accept copper coins in the country because they have a unified special currency called 'Order Coin'."

"The last time Clown went there, the currency exchange rate was this: Gold Coin: Order Coin = 1:514, Silver Coin: Order Coin = 1:43. So before you leave, don't carry any copper coins with you. Exchange them all for gold and silver. It's best to exchange them for Order Coins once you get there, as it'll be easier to settle accounts."

Hmm? This currency conversion seems to be different from the rate here in Sinidi. Sinidi's gold and silver coins are currently trading at 1:13, while over there it's around 1:12. Does that mean I can trade them?

Sani Iron Tower: (It's possible, but the feasibility is extremely low. There's no stock market in this world. Just a round trip to resell currency would take you six months to a year, and you might even lose money. Besides, if you're transporting goods, no one will steal them, but if you're transporting money, you'll be begging for someone to rob you. The journey isn't safe either, so who would do that? It's better to buy some pickled seafood and bring it with you.)

Rusalka patted the head of Phoenix, the cat in her arms. "Are you there? Trading cryptocurrencies."

Apparently, Phoenix had not evolved naturally enough to understand the words that Rusalka would not normally say.

But after finishing her work, Rusalka had a new idea. Why bother with speculation? I could just get something for nothing. "Master Sanita, can this 'Order Coin' be forged through magical means? With your magic hand and my health bar, can we quickly destroy the enemy's treasury?"

Sanita: "You really are not orderly at all. The answer is no. The carrier of the Order Coin is the identity card. All transactions must be completed by establishing a small contract and submitting it directly to the God. It is like the God personally supervising the transaction between the two parties. This identity card is the content of the third point."

"Third, the ID card is something special in Estron. You can think of it as everyone having one, issued by the gods, and everyone's ID card is unique. Besides storing currency, it also allows you to accept guild missions, record your occupation, and personal honors. After all, Estron's political system is a parliamentary one. Its overall nature is essentially a large guild nation, a home for adventurers, and a paradise for gold diggers."

"With this ID card, it will be much easier to get things done in Esterlon. At least it won't be like when we first arrived in Pearl Tear Territory. Even though we're lords and barons, we still have to ask everyone on the street, 'Who are you?'"

The two cats were very curious about all this. As there was a rule in Estelon that orcs entering the country had to be accompanied by a guarantor, they had never been to Estelon before and listened carefully to what Sanita said.

But Rusalka, who came from the 21st century and is used to using ID cards, is certainly not interested in this ID card.

He didn't really care about the contents of the ID card. He was just curious: "Why does the God of Contract sound so involved and dedicated?"

Sanitta nodded. "Yes, the God of Contracts and Laws is the most responsible of the Twelve Gods for his country and power. He personally participates in almost every aspect, from the drafting of contracts to the running of the country, and guarantees absolute neutrality. Millions, even tens of millions, of contract transactions take place in Esterlun every day. All the details and data are recorded by the God of Laws and Contracts. Any violation will be punished immediately, and no mistakes are ever missed."

"I always sign contracts with him because he's reliable. Moreover, most contracts with the God of Law don't use up the magic limit, which is a characteristic of his faith."

Rusalka also understands this, just like the authors of the cat station, they actually use the writer assistants next door.

It's useful and not shabby. Besides, it's hard to say who is the boss here. Using your lover's money to support your wife, is it pure love or a minotaur?

The reason why he suddenly had this idea was not because Rusalka was simply playing a bad joke. At this moment, his eyes had already drifted towards Hydra.

Sister-in-law, when will you give me the gold coins from your two artifacts? I think they consume too much energy and are too tiring to use. Why don't you give them to me? I'm in good health.

Sanitta continued, "But rather than being personally involved, the God acts as an 'intermediary.' He is like a super-sophisticated AI, completely emotionless and meticulously calculated. All the Council needs to do is submit ideas and plans that require such an invincible AI. He will adopt them based on their feasibility and then add the new feature."

I have to say, comparing people will make you angry, and comparing gods will make you angry even more. The god of contract and law next door is so conscientious and makes the construction of Estelon sound well organized. What a wise king!

On the other hand, the Supreme Arcane Mage on Sinidi's side is just a "cloud" god. The tablet he holds is not effective. Even when the El Empire attacked their capital, they didn't come down to take a look. What a tyrant!

"Then let's end this meeting here tonight and get some rest. In the coming days, we'll start inspecting the production progress in various locations, and try to set off before the planting is finished next spring."

Nodding is one thing, but as for what to do, just wait for your good brother to notify you. In a way, isn't he also an AI similar to the god of contract and law?

Drink while you can, Rusalka took the cat back to the room to trade currencies.

Chapter 350 Territory Changes

By the end of January, the heavy snow had stopped and the temperature had warmed up a lot. Now, even if you walk on the bare road, you don’t need to hold the brim of your coat tightly with your hands wearing fluffy gloves.

At this time, the snow on the ground had not melted completely, and the roads in Silver City were still a bit slippery.

The houses near the farmlands outside the city are well-maintained, and farmers are preparing to go out one after another to sweep the snow and turn the soil in advance to prevent it from freezing.

But when they walked to the edge of the field and turned the plow for the first time, they found that there were actually many tenacious new buds hidden under the snow. When people gradually swept away the thin snow, they found that the land was no longer as barren as in previous years.

It was still freezing outside, but the crops were sprouting like they were in spring. Even under the heavy snow, they were still growing vigorously and looked full of vitality. This completely contradicted the common sense of farming passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors, and they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Oh my God, what's going on?"

People in this world think simply. Once they discover something they cannot understand, everything will lead to the same conclusion: two conclusions.

"Is it because of the protection of God?"

"Yes, it must be the Lord of Pearl Tears who has invited the gods to bless us and bring us a year of good harvest!"

"No, no, no, it could also be the influence of the magic of the great wizard Sanita. It is said that the wizard's magic can change the weather at will and make plants mature instantly."

"Praise Lord Pearl Tear."

"Praise the Master Mage."

Not only was agriculture blessed by the God of Nature, but the military industry was also developing rapidly under the influence of the God of War's blessing.

The town of Tester has changed dramatically in just a few years. From being a refugee gathering place near a mine, and later becoming an ordinary town near a processing plant, it has now developed into the largest military industrial base in the Pearl Tears Territory.

There are endless carts and horses transporting goods on the road. Those hawkers who are hard to stop in the city and block the roadside with their stalls from morning to night are no longer seen on the roadside here. They have all been driven to the market to set up stalls. The city looks very clean, and it also provides convenience for large freight carts and street shops - these pay more taxes, so shouldn't they be well served?

The internal processing area is now more strictly guarded, with a guard post every five steps and a sentry every ten steps. Moreover, the transportation of finished weapons is no longer managed by a department, but is a relay transportation model involving multiple batches and departments. It is checked by several waves of people to ensure that the goods will not be lost due to problems in any link.

Of course, in a relay, the last shift is always the most important. If we really say that this group of people have reformed and are now 100% honest and upright, then Sunita feels that they can keep themselves clean in such an environment, then they must have holy light on them. If they don't have holy light on them, then the god Wright next door must be blind.

What I mean is that it's pure bragging. Just be greedy, but don't cause any serious public security incidents that affect stability.

The huge chimneys of the furnaces in the processing plant reach straight into the sky, and black smoke billows into the sky. If we ignore the problem of environmental pollution, it can be said that the development is thriving.

But in this world, the pollution level of burning wood alone cannot be said to be a drop in the bucket. It can only be said that even if it is expanded tenfold, it will not cause any global warming problems.

Sanita and Rusalka are now rushing to the mayor's mansion in the small town. They are traveling in a carriage pulled by chocobos and they arrived in half a day.

The mayor's residence looked quite impressive from the outside. It was three stories high, with a straight outer wall covered with caltrops. There were many more guards at the gate than at Rusalka's City Lord's Mansion. There were more than twenty fully armed mercenary groups patrolling the compound alone. Sani Tieta sensed it carefully and found that the concentration of magic in the house next to the compound was much higher than in other places. It should be because of runes that gathered magic, and it was very likely that a magician lived there.

When Shapaero got money, the first thing he thought of was security needs, which is really amusing.

As soon as I entered the house, I found that the decoration inside was very clean, or rather a little simple. There was not even a carpet on the wooden floor, and there was nothing on the walls except the luminous stones for lighting. There were a few paintings occasionally, and they were also in ordinary black wooden frames.

Shapaelo was waiting at the gate, standing with the servants who were there to greet the guests. Although he had the biggest belly, he bent down even more than the others, almost forming a right angle. "Come, come, come, my two lords, I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I just received the notice and immediately asked the servants to prepare. Please come in, please come in~"

Rusalka: “Yes, three.”

Shapaelo was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately and said, "Oh, right, then someone, go prepare an extra snack!"

Although he was the owner of the house, Sanita and Rusalka walked in front and he followed behind.

"Last year, our area produced an exceptionally high volume, especially in the past few months. You're so busy, you probably don't realize that the production capacity of our processing plants has been rising rapidly, and the defective rate is extremely low. This shows that our workers think you're so kind. Under your rule, they have hope and work even harder. I believe it's all thanks to you and the Master Mage. After all, luck favors the strong, right?"

He was very sweet-talking, but he didn't know that Rusalka and the others had already known about this. After all, the effect of the blessing was there and it would always take effect.

Rusalka didn't have much to say, so she just chatted casually: "Your yard is well guarded."

Chapaero smiled awkwardly. "It works for petty thieves, but it's totally unacceptable to you three adults. It's just a trick for playing house."

Sanitieta: (He cleaned up all the decorations in the house. To me, it seems a bit superfluous and too deliberate.)

Rusalka: (How?)

Sani Tieta: (When we walked in, there were footprints on the floor. Do you think the floor would be so clean if they hadn't installed carpets in a long time? And there are some holes in the wall from picture nails that weren't covered in time. If you look closely, you can see them.)

Rusalka has been in this world for quite a while now, and many things are easily understood by Sanita's hints: (Got it, now it's time to get his rice. Don't worry, brother, the cat and I will take care of all those rotten sweet potatoes and bird eggs at the door within three minutes, so feel free to grab them.)

Sunita: (Hey, could you please stop trying to fit in so well? Are you still a civilized person from Earth?)

Three people entered the house and four people sat down.

Although he had known that Phoenix was with Rusalka, Shapaero, despite being fully prepared, still felt goosebumps all over his body the moment he saw the cat appear. He didn't dare look at her. "Lord, we have already stockpiled the equipment you requested. We will deliver it to you as soon as the snow melts in the spring."

Rusalka took a sip of milk tea and said, "It's good."

Generally, Sinidi doesn't have the habit of drinking milk tea. Only the elves and Rusalka's family like it. Shapaelo is a traditionalist, so it is impossible for him to make milk tea often at home. It is obvious that he specially made it for them in advance.

Sanitta shifted his gaze from his cup to the mayor. This stare made Shapaero feel a little uneasy. He hurriedly took out a lot of letters from his pocket and gave them to Rusalka. He moved the box next to him onto the table and opened it, revealing a large pile of hand-embroidered flags. "Also, these are some thank-you letters from the processing factory that they want to give you, as well as some hand-embroidered thank-you flags. I've collected them all and am waiting for you to see them when you have time."

"This one was written by a worker representative. He said that Teste is thriving now, and everyone has enough to eat and a safe winter, all thanks to you. But thinking about it, the targets you've given are still too low, and everyone is feeling uneasy. He suggested you increase the output and tax revenue targets so they can feel more at ease."

Even Rusalka was amused by him. "Come on! Is this really a worker representative? I bet anyone who can write something like this is either not a worker or not a human being."

Sanitieta slowly used his magician's hand to push the milk tea in front of Shapaelo, whose face had turned a little blue at Rusalka's words, and said lightly: "If you are too deliberate in your life, you will die deliberately. I think it would be better to talk about business as usual. What do you think?"

Seeing Rusalka nod beside him, Shapaelo didn't dare to breathe a word. He nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice, immediately put away everything on the table, turned to the maid waiting beside him and said, "Go, quickly change a pot of good tea for the adults! The best kind!"

Sanita: "You've managed Test Town very well. We've seen all of this. You know we don't come here often. We don't care about the flattery and formalism, and you don't have to care too much about it either. After all, in my opinion, there are only two kinds of people."

He pulled the cup of milk tea back in front of him, picked it up and took a sip, then exhaled, "One is a valuable person, and the other is a dead person."

Shapaelo didn't let Sanita's words hang in the air and immediately said, "That's right, that's right. I promise to shine and contribute my entire life to you two."

Sanita took out a document and handed it to Shapaelo. "Alright, enough nonsense. The truth is, we're going on a long journey with the troops. We need to finish all of this before spring. As for how to do it, you figure it out."

After Shapaelo took it, he immediately looked a bit embarrassed. But before he could say anything, Sanita continued, "Look, we'll be gone for a year at most. I can see that even a bird can't get through your door. What a depressing atmosphere. Coincidentally, when we come back this time, there will be two vacancies."

"One position is next to the Silver City Lord's Mansion. We're short of a tax officer, specifically someone who will handle the output of Tester Town. The housing and other facilities are already prepared, and the family can just move in. As for the residency procedures, it's a simple matter of a word. As for security, there haven't been any unpleasant incidents in Silver City so far."

Shapaelo knew what Sanita meant, and his eyes lit up immediately. He recommended himself, "Don't worry, I'm very familiar with this. I can handle this position..."

"Don't worry." Sanita held up another finger. "There's another vacant position, managing the countryside outside of Silver City. But this position is special. Even if we're transferring someone to a less prestigious position, we can't let you down as the mayor. When you take over, you must let the entire town of Test know that you've retired with honor and taken your family to live in that deserted, empty place. How wonderful!"

Shapaelo felt his heartbeat was like a roller coaster, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

If you stand by the river often, you will get your feet wet. He has achieved this lucrative position in Test Town, where he can sit back and make money. He has offended so many people that you can't count them on your hands. Many people dream of his sudden death.

He is still fine now because he is the mayor appointed by Rusalka. Moreover, with Rusalka's promotion to the "Grand Duke of Pearl Tears", his success will benefit everyone around him. Those who have the ability to kill him will be afraid of Rusalka, the big man, and therefore will be polite to him, an unknown person.

Just as he said, the guards at the door are certainly not guarding against the noble gentlemen, but some shirtless villains who are worth their lives. That is more than enough.

But if he were to be publicly "demoted" by Sanitta, then there would be a line of people who wanted to curry favor with Rusalka. Even if people had no grudge against him, they would not mind losing a few more souls and would do a favor to make the new Grand Duke Rusalka remember their names.

How could he not know what Sanita meant: either he should do his job conscientiously and manage the town of Test during the year when they were away, and then he would be promoted to Silver City so that he would have no worries and he would settle all the remaining troubles for him.

Or, just wait to die at home, and even one person may suffer and the whole family may be implicated.

It is true that serving the king is like serving a tiger. The higher the status of the noble, the more ruthless they are. Shapaelo felt that Sanita and Rusalka probably would not come all the way here just to play a joke on him. If they did not do well, someone would always be the sacrifice, and it would definitely be him.

"I understand, Master, just wait and see. While you're gone, I promise to risk my life to make this place twice as good as it could be for you."

"That's good. We don't need this tea anymore. We have other things to discuss with the people at the processing factory. I'll be leaving now."

"Okay, everyone, take care."

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