Chapter 17: Confusion (3)
In the evening, Sandru came to the apartment of his teacher Eric. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Faced with the large pile of gold and silver jewelry presented by Sandru, Eric only glanced at it slightly, and did not refuse. He looked at Sandru with a somewhat complicated expression.
"Teacher, has my application been approved by the National Assembly today?" asked Sandru.
Eric shook his head and said, "How can it be so fast? It will not be fruitful until these people are talking and arguing for a few days, and everyone is tired." ā
"Teacher, you are the chief shaman of the Holy Light Island, presiding over the Imperial Council, those bankers are just mercenary businessmen, what strategic decisions do they know?"
"I, along with the other members of the Imperial Council, are responsible for planning and making strategic decisions, but they still need to be approved by the National Assembly before they can be overseen for implementation, not to mention that all the finances on the island of Holy Light are concentrated in the hands of the bankers, and they will definitely be constrained. But what can be done? This system has been practiced on the island of Light for thousands of years, and no one wants to let a few people monopolize power. ā
"Teacher, I don't know if I should say a sentence or not?"
Eric snorted, "As far as I know, you're bold enough to pretend to respect me anymore, just say what you want!"
Sandru said with some embarrassment: "Teacher, everything I have is given by you, without you, I am nothing." Because of this, I am the most loyal person to you, and I always think about you. In fact, what I want to say is that this system on the island of light is very unreasonable, a large number of congressmen are arguing, how can the decisions of the Imperial Council be implemented efficiently?"
"The purpose of such a system is to decentralize power and avoid the ...... dictatorship"
"Well, even if this system is necessary, why should the financial power be handed over to the bankers, who are not elected representatives, but who have the money to influence the decision-making of the Isle of Light. ā
Eric shook his head and said, "What do you want me to do? Arrest and kill all these people, confiscate their property, and then take back the financial power from the Imperial Council?"
"In short, I don't think it's reasonable for the bankers to lead the way by the nose of the Imperial Council and the Diet. Haven't you thought about reform?"
"Who's to say I haven't thought about reform? It's just that the bankers are so powerful that reform will inevitably affect their interests, and war will break out soon. ā
"The ruling power on the island of Light belongs to the Imperial Council, not the bankers. Since they have so much power that they can even compete with the Imperial Council, I think you should find a way to weaken them gradually. ā
Eric said with satisfaction: "You can see this, it means that I have not cultivated you in vain. Do you know why I let you go out to fight Dia, just to hope that you can unify the continent of Dia and raise an army for me to counter the power of the bankers. ā
"Teacher, I will not live up to your trust. ā
"But what you've done has really caused a lot of criticism, and that's the main issue of debate in Congress today. ā
"Teacher, the gods can testify that everything I have done is for the island of Light! they don't understand, don't you understand either?" Sandru fell to his knees and began to wipe away tears.
Eric stroked Sandru's head and sighed, "If I didn't believe you, I would have killed you a long time ago, would you still have a chance to speak in front of me? I don't have a son, and I've always treated you like my own son! You have to do something to convince them." ā
"Teacher, tell me, what am I going to do?"
"First, quickly break Dia's deadlock and eliminate Wilma's undead forces;"
"Yes!"
"Second, quickly transform the Dark Necropolis Castle into a castle suitable for human habitation. ā
"Teacher, but ...... This requires a lot of money. Dia has sixteen dark castles, each of which costs about half a million to renovate, and there is a funding gap of at least eight million for the renovation cost! I was forced to fight with a large group of undead warriors, because I really lacked the necessary funds for the renovation. I've always dreamed of leading my own human forces into battle, and as you know, I'm particularly good at commanding druid monks and cavalry. ā
"The bill submitted to the National Assembly by the Imperial Council is to give you a loan of three million, and you can figure out the rest of the funding gap. With this money, you should rebuild two or three dark castles first, so that they don't listen to rumors and speculate. ā
"Yes!"
"Don't let me down!" Eric suddenly said sharply: "If you don't choose to be my ally, you will be my most feared enemy! You know very well how the Holy Light Island deals with traitors and how to recover loans! Now that you have great power in your hands, if you dare to betray with bad intentions, I will personally lead hundreds of archangels and titan giants to destroy your entire family without mercy!"
"Yes, yes!"
Sandru exited the room, his clothes soaking wet.
Fortunately, I learned from the teacher's words that the loan matter is no longer a big problem, and it can be said that it is basically settled. Originally, he had thought of giving gifts to the other members of the Imperial Council and the bankers, but now it seems that he does not need it.
It's worth getting reprimanded by the teacher for this.
Eric was still in his room pondering.
The contest held on the Isle of Light was controlled by the Imperial Council, and the gods of heaven only entrusted the prophet with a message, ordering them to organize a contest to quickly find the Chosen One, and then give him great power.
But God, why are you so busy, just tell us who the Chosen One is?
You only say that the Chosen One is a young hero, but most of the young heroes are trapped in the Lost Land, and we have to select some young leaders from other continents to compete.
Taking advantage of this precious opportunity given by the gods, the Imperial Council secretly decided to support the hero named Gu Shiyu. This kid seems to have a gap in ability with the other players, and this gap makes him have the lowest winning rate in the game. The five members of the Imperial Council unanimously agreed that if they each bought a million bets on Gu Shiyu, as long as this kid was competitive, they could get at least 15 million in losses according to the odds of 1 to 3!
Of course, the five members of the Council had all found their own agents to buy the bets, and they did not want to have a public showdown with the bankers for the time being.
Haha, you hateful bankers, just wait for bankruptcy! Even if you weren't bankrupt, the Imperial Council would have such a small coffer, enough to set you aside and start a huge war.
There are also more than twenty towns in a state of anarchy, and the Imperial Council finally has a chance to take them all back.
Therefore, when Princess Saiya asked the Imperial Council to take care of Gu Shiyu, who was fighting for Erathia, everyone's opinions were highly unanimous, and not only acquiesced to Princess Saiya secretly returning the equipment to Gu Shiyu, but also chose a good piece of land for him.
Princess Saiya took her guards to the sea and returned to Erathia, and on the way, Resa secretly took Princess Saiya's guards and went to the island of Castellos, where Gu Shiyu was. They also saw all this, and a stone in their hearts was finally put down.
They can pretend not to know what is happening. There is no evidence that they secretly planned this matter, and even if others questioned it, the Imperial Council would at best be poorly supervised, and they were scolded as fools by the people.
The Imperial Council really didn't interfere with the game, it was all providential, it happened naturally, and the ministers didn't have any verbal or written authorization.
Then such a game should still be fair, and the result of the game must be natural and providential.
Now he has a top-secret document in his hand, which is the latest comprehensive ranking of the contestants teleported by the henchman Asuka on the various islands:
Ranking of the strongest combat power: Gu Shiyu, Boris, York, Eufritin.
Strongest Hero Ranking: Gu Shiyu, York, Boris, Eufritin.
Most money ranking: Everreydin, Gu Shiyu, Boris, York.
Hehe, he's been beaten by Gu Shiyu. Altyn was chased by Gu Shiyu's powerful troops and fled in all directions, and finally had to surrender.
Who could have such a powerful force in the first place? dozens of swordsmen, monks, and cavalry were enough to make any hero daunted and flee.
If others suspect where Gu Shiyu came from such a powerful force, how can they explain it? Alas, doesn't this kid have intermediate diplomatic skills, everything is possible.
If others suspect how Gu Shiyu has increased his combat power so much at once, how can they explain it? Alas, this kid is lucky, he must have found some good treasures in Castellos! In short, it must not be said that the equipment was smuggled by him from the Holy Light Island.
Bhris and York are in a tight fight. Their mistake was to misjudge the form and choose the wrong opponent.
Eufritin's silent campaign in the east also captured four cities.
And now that Gu Shiyu has seven cities, it seems that the hope of winning is very great.
"High Priest, it's been a month since the competition, how do you need to announce the comprehensive ranking at the end of the month?" a henchman stepped forward and asked.
As always, put Gu Shiyu's name last. ā
"Yes!"
"Wait!" Eric mused, "put him in the penultimate and make others feel that his progress is gradual." ā
"Now many of these castles have met the conditions for building the strongest barracks and recruiting epic warriors. Do you think we need to open up the strongest classes now?"
"Let's open up, I hope they build the castle for us, so that we don't need to invest in it anymore. ā
"Yes, then I will instruct the temple to prepare a prayer ceremony tomorrow morning, and enshrine the heavenly gods in the temple. ā
With this powerful artifact, the population of all towns and cities, including the army, will be able to multiply rapidly within the scope of its supreme glory.
Originally, there was no worship of the gods, because the towns were declining, the residents were lazy, and there were fewer and fewer farmers, and everyone was waiting for the little food allocated by Utopia. There is no difference between doing more and doing less, who still has to work hard?
If the heaven-sent divine soldiers were sacrificed at that time, the population would be over-inflated, which would inevitably lead to famine and riots.
The removal of the Heavenly Divine Weapon from the altar of the temple was purely a formality and a last resort. But now is the time to sacrifice, because war will quickly consume many lives, and if it is not replenished in time, there will be a demographic fault line, causing widespread production and economic depression.
It's time to encourage the population to have children. Men and women of childbearing potential should be encouraged not only to give birth in the fields during the day, but also to give birth in bed at night.
Eric was hunched on his desk, and a few more gray hairs fell from the parchment.
Alas, being the chief shaman is a real concern, and Erik's hair is almost gone.