Chapter 298: Attraction
Santis reacted for a moment before he figured out what he meant by "friends like you."
He looked into Kamel's eyes (presumably where the eyes were): "Are you referring to a mage who is from a commoner background, is not controlled by the traditional mage circle or aristocratic families, can freely join the Cecil realm, and has a certain knowledge base?" β
Kamel nodded slightly: "There is still a lack of enough scholars in the territory - although we have recruited a group of down-and-out scholars and mages from nearby territories, that is far from enough, and the quality and quantity are not enough. I've talked to Jenny before, and I know she comes from a ...... Special, so she doesn't have any connections in the royal capital, but you're different, Mr. Santis, although you are from a commoner's background, at least ...... You are an orthodox, fully educated spellcaster. β
An orthodox royal mage, even the worst of the kind, is fundamentally different from Jenny, who was born as a slave - Santis's "class" is destined to have his own social circle of mages, and other spellcasters who can talk to him on an equal footing.
If Jenny was only imprisoned in the mage tower for limited communication with other slaves, then Santis was at least physically free.
"I ...... I do know some of the royal capital mages," Santis hesitated to speak, "but the people who can associate with me are basically unsatisfactory downfalls, and they have been excluded by the mainstream mage circle of the royal capital for various reasons......
"That may be exactly what I wanted, and what the lord wanted," Carmel said, "You're teaching rune logic and magic fundamentals, and you should understand that this land is developing a new route of magical technology, and in this particular field, the traditional mage level doesn't make much sense, what we really value is the researcher's attitude to explore the unknown, the ability to accept new things, and the most basic mathematical and logical talents." I think there should be no shortage of such people among your friends. β
Santis thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "I can try it." β
"Good. But I would like to mention one more thing - many times 'being excluded from the mainstream' is not the same as 'having a unique talent', most of the time a person is ostracized by the social circle just because he is really stupid, but this kind of person will always anesthetize himself with "no one can understand my talent". I don't want my outspokenness to hurt your feelingsβbut I also don't want to cause trouble for my lord. I've seen too many people with good egos, and they're always hard to mess with. β
Santis couldn't help but laugh, looking not angry at all: "Of course, you're right. I've also seen a lot of people like this - in the royal capital, down-and-out mages will always form large and small circles, just like the mages and nobles of the upper class hold gatherings, in this kind of 'low-level secret magic meeting', there are often many people who complain that they don't meet Huaicai, but only a small half of them are really Huaicai and don't meet each other, and the other half really don't know anything. I've been in this kind of circle for many years, so it's only natural to screen them. β
"Very well," Carmel reassured, "then let's go to the lordβthis kind of thing should be known to the lord." β
Gawain stood in front of a map of Cecil and its environs, looking at the winding lines of mountains, plains, and forests.
This map was drawn by his own hand, and all the details of the satellite view were restored as much as possible on the premise of ensuring that it was intuitive and easy to understand, and the various ore vein resource points found along the way by the Pioneer Corps seven hundred years ago were also marked on it, and he still remembered what happened when he buried himself in the study to draw this map - Hetty was shocked, Amber called out that the old zongzi must have prepared the map in advance before pretending to draw a map to be scary, and Rebecca was knocked on the head by Hetty because she agreed with Amber's point of view- But as Gawain came up with more and more new things, and he himself was still the most unreasonable "resurrected from the dead", the impact of this incredible map gradually faded.
Gawain believes that as the drawing techniques he wrote are taught, there will be less surprise at this high-precision satellite map (hand-drawn version).
Amber stood beside him, and also stared at him to look at the map, but she didn't know what Gawain was looking at, and after following it for a long time, she finally couldn't help it: "Hey, Gawain, what are you looking at?" β
Gawain raised his hand and tapped somewhere above the map: "This is Kant Ling." β
Then he moved his hand down and circled a large area: "This is the Northern Heath, and then the North Shore Frontier, the White Water River, and Cecil Territory...... The mining town is on this side, and on the other side is the western lumberyard and the newly established 'Frost Forest Village'...... Finally, there are two fields to the southeast and southwest that will be reclaimed next spring, and this is where Cecil's forces are at present. β
Amber glared at Gawain: "Has Kant already been zoned in by you?" β
Gawain ignored Amber, but continued to say as if to himself: "The current population of the city of Cecil is fifteen thousand, including a large number of artisans and inhabitants who migrated from Kant after the onset of winter, as well as serfs and the last group of outcasts purchased from Leslie and other places. However, due to the imperfect administrative construction of Kant's side, the population statistics before the winter were not completed, and it is impossible to say how many people can be there......"
Gawain didn't know how many people there were in a viscount or count in medieval Europe on Earth, but he knew that in this world, because of the strong human constitution itself, and the abundance of gods and druid spells to ensure the basic production of food, although the people at the bottom lived a very poor and difficult life, their population was quite large, even in this long-abandoned south, there were a large number of people scattered in this land.
It's just that these people can't be regarded as the subjects of Cecil Territory at present, and even the Kant Domain, which has de facto become a satellite town of Cecil Territory, is still legally independent.
Amber stared at Gawain analyzing the situation of the territory with a serious face, and after listening for a long time, she couldn't understand what the man in front of her was saying: "So what? Do you think the population is not enough? Let me tell you, a city of 10,000 people is pretty scary, okay? You ......"
Gawain suddenly interrupted Amber's words: "Don't you think this place is still too small?" β
Amber reacted for two seconds, and her ears slowly branched up: "...... You've finally decided to hit someone, haven't you? Think about it, if you really go to recover the fiefdom, the entire southern border will be ......."
"I don't have this plan for the time being," Gawain glanced at the half-elf, "I think the current strategic depth is too small, and the potential population is far from enough......"
Amber looked confused: "Strategic depth? What is it? β
Gao Wen thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, I don't understand with you." β
Amber's eyes widened, and she immediately wanted to refute something, but before she could speak, Betty's crisp voice sounded outside the door of the study: "Master! Master Carmel and Mr. Santis are coming to you! β
"Oh?" Gawain was a little surprised that these two unrelated people would come looking for him together, and he walked to his desk, "Let them in." β
Amber pursed her lips and stood honestly beside Gawain, and a few seconds later the door to the study opened and Kamal and Santis walked in.
A few minutes later, after Gao Wen heard the intentions of the two of them, he couldn't help but show an interested expression on his face: "You plan to start from the circle of mages in the royal capital and attract a group of talents to come in?" Through Santis' network of contacts? β
"My lord, my ...... It's not a network," Santyston said a little nervously, "The gatherings of the great magicians are networked, I know...... At most, it's just a private gathering of some unsatisfactory little mages, and I don't know many people......"
Gawain waved his hand: "It's okay, as I said just now, our original target was not those great magicians, as long as they were intellectuals." But I'll be honest, I haven't thought about recruiting talent from the prosperous regions of the kingdom...... Including the mage circle in the royal capital, I also had thoughts. β
Kamel: "You've recruited?" Didn't work out? β
Gawain nodded: "That's right. I didn't have access to Santis' connections, but I made a high price, but nearly a year later, no one was interested in Cecil's solicitation - you should know why. β
"The frontier land, desolate and bitter cold, and next to the Gondor wasteland, no one will think that there is any future here as a 'magic advisor'," Santis instantly figured out the reason, his voice bitter, "The people of the royal capital don't know the real situation here, they can only judge by imagination, for them, the Cecil Territory is not attractive, even if the remuneration is high, the mages of the royal capital will not easily leave the center of the kingdom...... After all, for the vast majority of mages, Wang Du means a knowledge center and a promotion channel, and even if they are down, they are unwilling to leave. β
The prestige of the Founding Heroes was high, but the mages were a pragmatic bunch of people who saw no hope of going to the South, so the prestige of the Founding Heroes was not enough to shake them - and while Gawain offered a high price at the same time, he was not generous enough to reckless the cost.
"Mr. Santis, do you think that with your influence, you can convince your friends to leave the 'magical center' of the royal capital and come to Cecil to become a pioneer?"
Santiston hesitated, and began to subconsciously tug at the button on his chest: "I ......"
He wanted to confidently say that he could, but after a little assumption, he realized that he didn't have that confidence.
It was not so easy to leave Wang Du, even if he personally went to lobby his friends, with his "fame" in the circle of Wang Du mages, he probably wouldn't be able to convince anyone.
He didn't have the kind of friend who was deep enough to come and open up the wasteland with him with just a few wordsβif he had, he wouldn't have been squeezed out of the Wangdu mage circle and stuffed into the southern aid team in the first place.
The young arcanist's face darkened, and the courage and enthusiasm that he had managed to muster were also greatly damaged, but at this moment, Kamal suddenly spoke: "Lord, the Cecil Lords are not attractive to those royal capital mages, so they are reluctant to come, are they?" β
"That's right," Gawain nodded, "and you want to bring in talent, unless Cecil is attractive enough." β
"We're attractive enough." Kamel said categorically.
Gawain raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Let's talk about it. β
"I," Carmel spread his hands, bright arc arcs of arcane lightning leaping around him, his voice buzzing, "Is an ancient Gondor magus enough to attract them?" Was the personal guidance of the great magician of a thousand years ago enough to attract them? Is the lost art of ancient magic enough to attract them? I don't believe that after a thousand years, magicians have fallen to the point where they no longer have a thirst for magic! β
Santis, Gawain, and Amber felt their eyes light up at the same time, and Gawain showed an imperceptible smile and leaned forward: "Then what if those mages who came to the ancient secret technique find that the situation is different from what they thought after arriving here?" Many of your ancient spells are unusable in this day and age. β
"If they have the ability, they will go back!"
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