"In Tartaglia, a large number of old and weak people die of famine every winter. Due to the lack of food rations, many indigenous tribes even abandon young children and elderly people who have lost their labor in marshes. Moriarty sat back in his seat and said.

"Definitely. Cultivated land is scarce, and races such as the wolf-headed and lizardfolk are known to be 'prolific'. There are many people and few places, and life is naturally not easy. "The baron is well aware of Tartaglia's actual situation.

"So, if it is worth a pound of semolina a day to hire a workshop worker in Erathia, then at least ten, if not twenty, natives can be hired for the same cost in Tatarha."

"I kind of get what you mean... But the natives there are so stupid that you can't expect them to be as skilled and skilled as the workers of the kingdom. The baron nodded, then asked rhetorically.

"Father is right, we cannot expect the natives to become smart and capable overnight, even to spin and weave cloth, cast iron and build ships like the workers of the kingdom. But at the very least, we can get indigenous people to do something they're good at. ”

"For example?"

"For example, the leather processing that the natives are familiar with, the dangerous work of sulphur purification, or some wood carving techniques that require dexterous fingers, and so on." Moriarty smiled.

"Your idea is that the family will open a workshop directly in Tartaglia?" The baron put down his cigar and stood up.

"Yes, my idea is that the family has invested in the creation of a production workshop in the goodwill forces of Tatarlia so that the goods can be roughed locally. In this way, not only can you save a lot of costs, but also reduce unnecessary waste of backhaul capacity, and reap greater profits. Moriarty took a rough piece of grass paper, sketched it with a blackened quill pen, and continued: "Of course, in order to ensure the safety of the family estate, I think we should allow the local tribes to participate in a certain share of the workshop. And those who were enslaved in tribal wars could also be one of the best laborers of the Ensberg family. ”

"Moriarty, I have to say, you surprised me very much." The baron took the flow chart handed by Moriarty and looked at it for nearly ten minutes before slowly raising his gray eyes and looking at his son.

"Thank you for the compliment, Father." Moriarty smiled at the baron, "However, the idea I have proposed is only the crudest draft. As for how to resist the trend of family competitors, how to deal with the relationship with the local indigenous tribes, and how to maximize profits, I think the family professionals will definitely do a better job than me. ”

"You're good, Moriarty." The baron glanced at Moriarty again, sat down in his chair again, and said, "I find it quite interesting to have such an unprecedented idea. How about the Fries' caravan in your hands, and the establishment of a workshop in Tartaglia to you? ”

Putting at the disposal of an important caravan that could bring in tens of thousands of gold coins every year was a considerable reward. It can be seen that Baron Ensberg's mood at the moment will definitely not be so calm and detached from what he appears.

However, after a moment's thought, Moriarty said, "Father, if I could, I would prefer to get the management of a 'Bracada' caravan. ”

"Bracada?" The baron looked at Moriarty, his eyes moving.

"Yes." The baron thought for a moment, sighed slightly, and nodded, "Rupp's caravan belongs to the route of Bracada. However, it was only a bronze caravan and could use fewer resources than the Fries. ”…,

"It's okay, father. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your generosity. Moriarty didn't think about it, and took control of the Rupp caravan with satisfaction.

After giving the baron's father this "little lesson on the world's factory", Moriarty took his leave and left the large study.

As for what the Baron and the Ensberg family would do in the future, and whether they would actually turn Moriarty's new ideas into reality, the boy was not very concerned.

Leaving his father's administrative study, Moriarty walked straight to his small study. The rest of the time was left for Moriarty to study magic.

Moriarty's mother, Helen, was a fourth-level mage from Bracada. Although according to the title, Helen's status is only a commoner, but with her status as a mage, Helen can still enjoy the status and treatment equivalent to that of a female lord in the Kingdom of Erathia.

As early as 500 years ago, in the "Ice Apocalypse", a large number of mages in the pan-continent died due to the devastating invasion of the energy storm, and the magic civilization of the continent also underwent an unprecedented and huge regression.

Nowadays, there is no place in the Antagriqi continent that can maintain a complete mage system and tradition, except for the Bracada Federation on the southern ice field. Even the elves of the continent, once known for their high magical achievements, have mostly been reduced to hunters who rely on bows and arrows to hunt in the forest. (The exception is the Necromancer Alliance, where evil necromancy is more considered evil than magic.) ）

So today, wherever a fourth-level Bracada Master goes, he will be respected and welcomed by the local ruling class.

And Moriarty's mother, Helen, met Baron Ensberg during her travels and fell in love.

After nearly a year of passionate courtship, Master Helen agreed to the Baron's marriage proposal and eventually became the mistress of Ivy Manor.

And this marriage between the nobleman and the mage directly caused a huge repercussion in Kent. Almost all of the local aristocrats of Kent cheered that a mage had joined their circle.

After the birth of little Moriarty, Helen began to train him to be an excellent mage in the tradition of Bracada. And for this, the baron also gave full encouragement and support. Because a family heir with the status of a mage will undoubtedly bring more aura and heritage to the Ensberg family.

When Moriarty was twelve years old, he possessed his own spell book, learned one of his spells, the "Magic Arrow", and officially became a qualified mage apprentice.

But unfortunately, the sudden death of his mother two years later not only brought an unimaginable mental blow to Moriarty, but also seemed to completely cut off his future mage path.

After all, in Erathia, who had long since broken off the mage tradition, wanted to rely on self-study to become a full-fledged mage, which was tantamount to a dream. Even though there was a so-called mage guild in the kingdom of Standwell in the royal capital, it was only a very broad and small organization, and it was even equivalent to the existence of a fraternity of a few mages in the kingdom.

Unless Moriarty can leave his family behind and go to study in the distant ice fields of the south. Otherwise, the boy will be further and further away from his magical career in the foreseeable lifetime.

Putting aside the family and the title, it is also extremely unrealistic for the heirs of the Ensberg family.

Walking into his study, Moriarty took off his coat and beckoned the servants to all to retreat.

"The aristocratic young master is not doing light work." Picking up the Rrest tea that had just been brewed on the table, Moriarty took a few sips before he breathed a sigh of relief.

After resting for a while, Moriarty sat down cross-legged on the floor covered with a thick blanket and began to meditate. …,

Meditation is a compulsory course for all mages.

Whether it's to increase mental strength, increase the amount of mana, or most basically, restore mana, meditation is the only choice for mages. In Bracada, there are even quite a few mages who spend half of their lives meditating. However, to outsiders, the meditation of a mage is almost no different from closing his eyes and recuperating his mind.

Although Moriarty was temporarily unable to learn new spells without his mother's guidance, the meditation skills he had mastered since he was ten years old had already become instinctive in his body.

Every day since his awakening, Moriarty has spent at least three hours meditating.

The baron remained silent, the butler would silence the entire Ivy Manor at the same time of the day, and the servants would all stay away from Moriarty's private study.

According to the oldest magical legends, a mage's meditation is actually a process of exploring one's own heart.

So, every mage sees a different world when they meditate.

And in Moriarty's meditative world, the golden fragments that have been transformed into a transparent crystal book are all it has.

After a month of non-stop meditation, Moriarty's spell was still the only "magic arrow", but he was surprised to find that his mana had increased unusually much.

According to common sense in the wizarding world, the best way for a mage to increase his mana is to increase his mage level.

Every time a mage's level increases, it brings great benefits to the mage himself. And one of the main benefits is a significant increase in the amount of mana.

Rising through the ranks is slow and difficult, though. No matter how talented a mage is, he can't guarantee when his next promotion will come. Therefore, meditation has become the most important means for ordinary mages to increase their mana limit. Of course, unlike the explosive increase in mana when the level increases, the mana limit can only be increased by meditating. But this is the most stable way forward.

In addition to the above two methods, there is also a shortcut in legend, and that is the "Mysterious Garden", a land of magical wonders. Legend has it that simply by finding and entering the Secret Garden, the mage's mana will naturally increase by one level.

It's a pity that no trace of the Mysterious Garden has been found in the entire continent for 500 years. Even the Grand Arcanist of Bracada believes that all the mystical gardens have been destroyed by the "Ice Doomsday".

However, after just one month of meditation, Moriarty found that his mana had increased by nearly thirty percent. That's a pretty scary number, almost to the level of explosive growth that only happens when a mage advances. And according to the body's memory, it was only when Moriarty learned his first spell and became a mage's apprentice that his mana amount increased once.

Moriarty pondered for a long time, and the only possible explanation he could think of was that the unknown golden shard had made this qiē possible.

Of course, for such good news, Moriarty is sincerely excited and delighted.

Truth be told, Moriarty values his status as a mage's apprentice more than the heir to the Ensberg family.

As if in the previous world, the world of magic was far more appealing than the aristocratic circles. And the power of magic will be even more important and incomparable in this new world than it is on Earth.

Of course, it was equally important for the nascent Moriarty to properly consolidate his aristocratic position. This is also the reason why in the big study just now, Moriarty would spend his time "handing over" his noble father.

For Moriarty, his current roots lie in Erathia, but his future lies in Bracada.

Moreover, in addition to the supernatural increase in his own mana, Moriarty was also surprised to find that the golden shards had the magical function of storing spellbooks and magic items. Moriarty's own spell book and a hairpin with the second-level spell "camouflage" left by his mother Helen were quietly stored in the crystal spell book, and there was no need to carry it extra.

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