Although Gawain shocked everyone at the scene when he first presented his plan for population relocation and the reshaping of the southern border, as the discussion deepened, the feasibility and necessity of the plan gradually became clear, and the sense of wonder that came from hearing about it for the first time receded, and everyone's attention began to focus on the details of implementation.

“…… Ladies and gentlemen, we have to be clear that population migration is a long-term plan, and the same is true for the construction of cities, roads, and government offices, and it will take three to five years to complete completely, so we must let this all go smoothly," after answering most of the questions from various officials in the government department, Gawain looked around at everyone on the scene with a serious expression and said, "The first step is to choose some pilots - the first to carry out the population migration will be the Hossman Territory, and our legion is now stationed near there, News of the victory or defeat of the war has spread throughout that land, and Karlov?? Count Hossman has been confirmed dead, and the 'receiving troops' will enter the Hossman area, open the gates of Hossman Castle with negotiations - or cannonballs, and then announce the change of lordship and the news of the new decree.

"In view of the geographical location and development of the Hossman area, I plan to move half of the serfs and slaves there into the Cecil area, and to move all the scattered population of Hossman to the city, and build a new city based on the old city of Hossman."

Gawain didn't continue to say this, but Hetty next to him could vaguely guess the thoughts behind his ancestor's arrangement.

Choose Karlov, who has already confirmed his death?? Earl Hossmann's domain was used as a pilot for the plan, on the one hand, because it was the least revolting and easier to carry out the plan, and on the other hand, it was actually giving the surviving nobles a last chance - more than twenty southern nobles and their knightly retinue are still imprisoned in prisoner of war camps, and their ancestors clearly wanted to squeeze the last of their value out of these nobles - their remaining appeal, their attachment to their intellectual community, and their symbolism among the common people.

These values allow those nobles to survive in the POW camp, but their choices will determine whether they can get out of the POW camp alive, and the "pilot" of Hossmann is the countdown to the choices they make.

Until the countdown is over, the ancestors will not touch their land for the time being, this is to maintain the stability of millions of people in the south, after all, the land aristocracy has been in place here for seven hundred years, and suddenly all the lords of this land will be killed overnight, which may make everyone fearful, even if the ultimate goal is to make them live a good life.

But after the countdown is over, his seemingly peaceful but iron-fisted ancestor will probably have to make all the lands in the south except Cecil's sphere of influence "borderlands".

"Do you have any questions?" After seeing that no one at the scene asked any more questions, Gawain gently knocked on the table and asked.

“…… Regarding the construction of the new city in the process of population migration," it was Hettie who spoke, and there was a hint of embarrassment on her face, "I'm afraid we don't have any extra magic net substrates available for the time being, and the supply of basic magic materials is also a problem - this spring's budget has been given to the North Shore Development Area and the Western New Town, and a considerable amount of magic materials have been used for the construction of the Rebellious Fortress......"

The more Hetty spoke, the more unconfident she became, and secretly glanced at Gawain's face: the budget in this regard was made by her, but it was also handed over to Gawain for review, and it was obvious that no one had thought about the establishment of a magical industrial city outside of Cecil when the budget was made.

But after hearing Hetty's words, Gawain's expression didn't care: "Don't worry about this. ”

Hetty was stunned for a moment: "Ancestor, do you have other arrangements?" ”

Gao Wen couldn't help laughing: "In the few areas I have selected, there are ready-made magic nets - we don't need to build them, just send a few magic technicians over to check the interface status, and then just go directly to the equipment." ”

Hetty probably had an overrun in her brain during today's meeting, so that she didn't react just now, but at this time, as soon as Gawain reminded her, she suddenly woke up: "Ahhh......h

"Thanks to the promotion of friendly neighbors, the southern territory is full of magic nets," Gawain said as he shook his head with emotion, "They only know how to use magic nets for lighting, power for mage towers, and power for mining machines, where do they know the value of general energy...... Ah, when it comes to mining equipment, we can even use local mining equipment temporarily, although they are all old models sold by Cecil, but they are more than enough to use in the early stage of construction. ”

Gawain paused when he said this, and added: "Of course, when those old nobles built the magic net, they only thought about their manors and castles, and the scope of their magic nets was not too large, and we will definitely expand it when we use it in the future, but fortunately, now we have magic energy obelisk technology, which can transport magic power remotely, and the limitation of the scope of the magic net is not so serious - after you go back, you will find the machinery manufacturing institute to place an order, and give priority to the production of a batch of magic energy obelisks." ”

Hearing Gawain's arrangement, Hetty breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and after thinking of the magic nets that were working in various parts of the South, she couldn't help but have a strange smile on her face.

Gawain couldn't help but smile when he saw Hetty's smile.

Every government hall official in the conference room saw the lord's smile, and they also smiled when they thought of the nobles of all sizes in the southern border in the past six months, smashing pots and selling iron to build magic nets and buy mining equipment.

Understanding, and tacit understanding.

The meeting room was filled with a cheerful air.

Yet thousands of miles away in the royal capital, in the glorious old Silver Castle of Saint-Sunil, there was nothing but gloom and oppression in the air.

A long white dress swept through the long corridor of Silver Castle like a snowstorm, Victoria, Duchess of Northland?? Wilder and several of her attendants hurried through the corridor, the duchess, who was always cold and expressionless, even colder than usual today, but the small snowflakes that kept flying between her hurried steps showed that the duchess's mood was not at peace, and this kind of haste did not often happen to her.

She walked into the "Golden Rose Room" on the top floor of the castle, and in this small small hall reserved for the most powerful people of the kingdom, she saw Bai Dewen, who had an elegant and bookish temperament and wore a dark coat. Duke of Franklin.

The middle-aged gentlemanly Duke of the West, standing by the window, looking down at the atrium inside the castle, heard Victoria enter the door before he looked back, but quickly turned his head back.

At the end of his line of sight, in the open space of the atrium inside the Silver Castle, he could clearly see a trace of fire and trampling and destruction, and the trace was very new, as if it had been left a few days ago.

That, of course, was left only a few days ago - it was the mark left when the rebels in the castle were killed.

A few days earlier, there had been a riot in the Silver Castle, where the dead had set fire to Francis II's study and Prince Edmund's bedroom, and the chaos was quickly suppressed by the castle's extraordinary powers, but the last of the dead had left those glaring marks in the atrium.

Outside of the castle, in various parts of the city of Saint-Sunil, there have been more than a dozen acts of sabotage, large and small, in the past few days, and the saboteurs seem to have tried everything from arson to poisoning in order to disturb the order of the royal capital, although the suspects of each sabotage were quickly caught and executed, but the destruction itself upset the Duke of Bardwin, and he was faintly aware that a huge cloud was gathering over the kingdom.

Now, Victoria has come, in such a hurry - the duchess is afraid to bring worse news.

The rumor that came to Silver Fort two days ago is probably true.

"It's confirmed, the news is true," sure enough, the Duchess of the North said quickly, "Francis II died in the Stronghold of the Long Wind, Silas??" Loren and Edmund, claiming that the king had died at the hands of the Assassins sent by the royal capital, had agitated almost all the nobles of the East, and had already raised an army to attack the Whitsunday Plains, where there had been several skirmishes of tentative battles in the border between the Whitsunday Plains and the East. ”

Later, she added, "The news should have come earlier, but the eyeliner I set in the Eastern Region has been removed, and the magic transmission has been disrupted...... Silas?? Loren and Edmund seem to have been preparing for this day for a long time. ”

Bai Dewen?? Franklin closed his eyes, and his body couldn't help but shake slightly.

It wasn't until two minutes later that the Duke of the Western Realm finally opened his eyes, and he took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself: "As we expected, the little riots in the royal capital are just a prelude. A sensational conspiracy is happening right under our noses. ”

"Word will spread soon, Edmund?? Moen probably didn't just prepare for those humble acts of sabotage...... I suspect that there are still some of the nobles in the royal capital, and after the news reaches the royal capital, they will start to incite and induce the emotions of the nobles, and make them believe the malicious slanderous words coming from the east, "Victoria?? Wilde continued, her incredibly calm at the moment, "We're going to take action before that. ”

"We can't find out those people before they start working, and once the news starts circulating, we can make things worse if we do anything to them," said Bertvin?? Franklin frowned, "The only way is for us to send the message before we do it......"

The Duchess of the North and the Duke of the West fell silent for a while, and after a half-minute silence, Victoria?? Wild let out a rare sigh.

"Publish it," she said, "and get it out...... Edmund?? Prince Morn kills his father and kills the king, Silas?? Loren rebelled...... In the name of maintaining order in the kingdom and avenging the king, we are going to war with the East. ”

Bai Dewen?? Franklin nodded in silence, and after a few seconds, he let out a long sigh: "Our king said he would bring peace back—he didn't come back, and peace didn't come back." ”

It was the last day of the second week of the Fire Moon in Ansu 736.

On this day, the second civil war of Ansu officially broke out.

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