It's the 23rd hour since the little players left Transia.

After sending off Natalie and her witch hunter remnants with Major Fraser, who had been recording stories, and giving them a Sarokdahl's Chieftain's Remnant Ring as a death certificate, Murphy soon called a meeting.

To be precise, this is also the first time that Murphy has gathered the administrators of his own territory as "Earl Cadman".

Therefore this can be called a meeting of the retainers.

However, in addition to appointing three barons, Murphy has not yet appointed various matters in the territory, so it is certain that everyone involved in this meeting will most likely have a few more official positions after the conclusion of the meeting.

It's obvious.

So all the people who were invited to the meeting, except for Lady Miriam and Professor Malcolm, were beaming, and although they tried very hard to keep their composure, the light in their eyes betrayed their mood.

Although Cadman City was ruined.

Although less than 3,000 of the 150,000 dead in the city are missing.

Although everyone is still living in a shack, they are destined to have a difficult time until the reconstruction is completed.

Although the Blood Vulture Clan, which is the "Protector of Translancia" and the 400-year-old orthodox, has also been so shattered that it is only one step away from extinction.

But that's okay!

If this opportunity can be taken advantage of to make an overnight class leap like Miss Miriam, uh, nay, like the honorable Baroness Miriam, then this catastrophe is not a chance of a lifetime for the opportunists.

As for Miriam and Professor Malcolm's calmness, it is because the former has already taken a piece of the cake and eaten himself, and the latter is a scholar who has seen the changes of the world.

The dignity of knowledge made him understand the danger and badness of the current situation, so that the status, official position, and honor that were about to be held seemed to be less fragrant.

The administrators, large and small, sat in a room at the edge of the second hall of the Vulture Corridor, which had been converted into a conference room for the Clordle guards to rest and relax.

Everyone was waiting for the arrival of the Count.

"Smack"

"Lord Cadman has arrived!"

The door was pushed open.

Lady Adele's slightly hoarse voice reminded everyone to stand up and welcome the owner of the earth beneath their feet.

Murphy didn't wear his own Bloodline light armor, but only wore a scarlet robe, wore the necessary evil around his waist, and walked into the house with his hands on his back in an elegant and graceful posture with a charming smile.

The loyal Maxim and Adele will also participate in the management of the realm as his two barons.

The Vampire Lord reached out and pressed down, motioning for everyone to sit down.

He circled the crowd with scarlet eyes, and the expressions on their faces gave him a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he had returned to the regular meeting of his company to discuss the week's work with a group of loveless workers on a dreary Monday at work.

Well, that's the position that I worked hard for ten years to get, it's a pity to think about it, and I don't know which lucky one will be cheaper?

With this in mind, Murphy coughed.

He sat down in the chair that Madame Adele had pulled out for him, and said in a calm tone:

"Thank you for all your efforts during this time, and it is thanks to your assistance that the survivors of Cadman City have been able to settle down quickly after the disaster. My eyes have seen the changes that are taking place in the camps every day, and I have seen with my own eyes the fearful refugees regain their confidence in life under your stewardship and reassurance.

And after the celebration, they are ready and courageously ready to return to their homeland and rebuild their homeland.

It's all your work, guys!

I'm a vampire, but I know a lot about human society, so I've decided to give you back what you deserve before we really start talking about big things. ”

After speaking, Murphy waved his hand, and Lady Adele, who was standing beside her, immediately unfolded the scroll in her hand.

The "Earl's Voice" cleared his throat and read:

"With the reign of Earl Cadman granted to Count Cadman by Archduchess Triss Cavendina Jia Lorraine Lesenbra, Archduchess of Blood, Ruler of the Night of Translasia, the following list of the count's retainers and domain administrators is hereby enshrined:

Lady Miriam, Baroness of Morland, was given the title of 'Scarlet Archon'.

On behalf of Lord Cadman, she will be responsible for all administrative affairs in the Realm, except for titles and land grants.

Baron Maxim Senna Vlad Lesenbra was awarded the title of 'Military Commander-in-Chief'.

On behalf of Lord Cadman, he will be responsible for the military and the rebuilding of the official army within the realm.

Professor Winston Malcolm was knighted as an 'Executive Knight' and first lieutenant of the Consul under the command of Earl Cadman.

He assisted Baroness Morland in administering the Earl's domain and used the Blooddling Clan's pre-emptive management methods as a reference to establish the official laws of the land and lead the count's people.

Mr. Philo Portman was awarded the title of 'Knight of Executive' and the title of 'Commander of the City Guard' under the command of Earl Cadman.

He will be responsible for policing and rebuilding the territory's police and militia systems.

Mr. Franks Chauvin was knighted as an 'Executive Knight' and a 'Commander of Urban Logistics' under the command of Earl Cadman.

He will be responsible for the storage, mobilization and delivery of all civilian goods in the territory, as well as the recording of two meals a day and labor points for the people working in the process of urban reconstruction.

Sister Jules was given the title of 'Knight of Executive' under the command of Earl Cadman and the title of 'Commander of the City's Medical and Faith'.

She will be in charge of all medical-related matters in the realm, as well as managing the affairs of the various faiths in the realm, and will search for and sniff out potential cultists among the people for the Earl.

Blanche Parren Fedor was awarded the title of 'Knight of Executive' and the title of 'City Storekeeper' under the command of Earl Cadman.

She will be responsible for the collection and storage of food within the territory, as well as replenishing the territory with sufficient food reserves before the first snow of winter arrives, as well as setting up at least six large food warehouses.

Please pay attention!

The medical affairs of the Jules nuns should be given the highest priority in the subsequent administration.

Lord Earl does not want to see plague or blight in his realm.

Ms. Blanche Parren Fedor's food collection should be elevated to a higher priority in the future administration.

The Earl did not want to see hunger in his realm.

These appointments are the result of careful consideration and discretion by His Excellency Freno Murphy Lesembra, Earl of Cadman.

All appointments are effective immediately from the date of issuance of the Instrument of Authorization. ”

After this command was read, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became cheerful, and even if no one spoke, the relaxation and joy that permeated everyone except Sister Jules were still visible to the naked eye.

The officials Murphy appoints are residents who already serve as administrators of survivor camps, and their abilities have been affirmed and recognized by the recent multiplicity of affairs.

And the vampire leader took the initiative to listen with desire perception, and did not hear a complaint of dissatisfaction rising in someone's heart.

They were content with the status quo and rejoiced that they had been approved by a new lord, even though the lord in front of them was a very different vampire from them, but the racial differences seemed to have been quietly erased in the process of decentralization.

Power is a good thing.

As long as it is put to good use, it can wipe out all dissatisfaction.

"I repeat it again! This appointment is due to you, not from the Higher, and I would like to take this opportunity to explain to you my plans for the future of my realm as a lord. ”

Murphy stood up, and Maxim immediately stood up and unfolded a prepared map beside the lord.

Above it was the outline of the entire Cadman county, which occupied one-third of Translasia, and the other third was the Ondelmar Hills in northwestern Translasia, near the border of the Plantagenet Kingdom.

It had been given to Miss Femis.

But because the latter was still being questioned by the Blood Alliance Knights, her territory was under Murphy's care when she didn't return.

The last piece is the county of Sico in the north, which has been almost "semi-independent" for the past 400 years and has never really been administered by the Blood Vulture Clan, so it is not necessary to elaborate on it.

However, the county of Sico had been destroyed during the Ten Years' War, and although there were still some settlements, it was much worse than the county of Cadman.

So theoretically, Murphy is the actual manager of the current Translancia region, and of course, his strength is not enough to take care of the whole of Translasia.

"Look at the map, guys."

Murphy's finger pointed to the map that Maxim had held up, which had been painted with different colors by him, and said:

"In my future plans for the realm, the fiefdoms of the three barons will each have different responsibilities.

The Barony of Morland is close to the Traders' Road.

Therefore, Baroness Morland should also focus on restarting the business delayed by the war while managing the territory, and our territory needs wealth.

The Barony of Lim is close to the north.

It can absorb into our territory the homeless hill dwellers of the Earls of Sico, and further north in the Sachs and Icebay regions, who have been expelled from their homes during the Ten Years' War, and who are now sorely underpopulated.

I think that now that the 10-year war has essentially ended, there will soon be war displacements from other regions.

They are also objects that must be taken seriously.

Therefore, Baron Lim should also focus on absorbing more people for the territory when managing the military of the territory, and only if there are enough people can we mobilize enough manpower to rebuild Translasia.

Finally, the Dark Barony of the South.

Not only is it close to filthy swamps and smuggler's woodlands, but it is also rich in minerals, but we certainly don't have the manpower to exploit it for at least half a year.

Lady Miriam came up with an idea for me.

She thinks we can temporarily lease the minerals here to the Brass Dwarves prospecting team at Fort Brass in exchange for the food and weapons we desperately need at the moment."

"Ahem, Lord Count, I have a better opinion on this."

Professor Malcolm, who had changed into his decent clothes, but still had broken frames for his glasses, coughed a few times.

He was still a little uncomfortable with the detailed and tangible outline of Murphy's territorial development, which was very different from other feudal lords, but he felt compelled to remind the young vampire lord.

"Oh, Your Excellency First Adjutant, please speak your mind."

Murphy smiled and made a "please" gesture, saying:

"I urgently need your wisdom right now! Believe me, I need your advice very, very urgently, the county is not just my domain, it's your hometown, and it's in our interest that it gets better. ”

"If you want to lease the minerals, it may not be a good idea to look for dwarves."

Professor Malcolm put it bluntly:

"The problem of distance between their Brass Fort and Transencia is a fatal factor, and as far as I know, the mines of the Dark Barony are clearly closer to the Cremium Fortress. Considering that it is currently occupied by the Nordov Kingdom, the local occupation forces will inevitably need more minerals to rebuild the new border.

This need exists, and one should never underestimate the territorial attachment of Nordtov's group of North Yankees.

Therefore, if you can establish a trade relationship with them, it is clear that the benefits of leasing the mine to them are even more substantial.

They have occupied the fertile Kafhoka Great Plains.

It used to be the most important grain-producing area in the Portian Confederacy and even in the entire territory of human civilization, which means that the Northerners now have a lot of food in their hands.

If there is more food, it will depreciate and reduce the price, so buying it now is a good opportunity! ”

"Professor, there's a question."

Miss Miriam frowned and said:

"We don't have trade ties with the kingdom of Noldov right now, and I'll say something unpleasant."

She peeked at Murphy's face and whispered:

"Whether Her Majesty the Wolf Lady recognizes Count Cadman's authority is questionable, and the discipline of the Northern Border Guards is a big matter of ancestor. They may be more willing to rob than trade, and we don't have enough strength to defend our possessions at the moment. ”

"Uh, Lord Earl, Madam Consul, and Your Excellency the First Adjutant"

Ms. Paryn, who had just been appointed commander of the city's warehouse, and a middle-aged aunt with a big waist and a round waist were obviously attending such a high-level meeting for the first time.

She used to be a small businessman, but she was not used to it.

He stood up and tried to show respect with bad etiquette, but was stopped by Murphy waving his hand, and he said in a gentle tone:

"Miss Parin, it doesn't have to be like this, we are discussing the future of the territory, and it is obviously a bit out of place to cling to etiquette in this situation, please just say what you think."

"Oh, that's right."

Seeing that the lord was so gentle, Lady Parlian breathed a sigh of relief.

She organized the language and said:

"When I was doing business in Batasin, a small town on the border of Translasia, I met some businessmen who were in charge of the North and boasted that they were acting as agents for some non-commissioned officers of the North Border Guards, and maybe we could rely on those smugglers to get along.

In addition, if the North wants to sell us grain, it will definitely pass through the hands of those merchants.

It may be better to contact them directly. ”

"Very well, Ms. Paryn, this is exactly the advice I needed."

Murphy nodded in satisfaction and winked at Miriam, and the wise archon immediately nodded and said:

"Then, Knight Paryn, I now formally appoint you as the plenipotentiary for commercial transactions with the Northerners, and the instrument of appointment will be issued later."

"I have suggestions too! Ladies and gentlemen. ”

Seeing that the cunning Parren used her connections to gain her the power to intervene in trade, the other "upstarts" suddenly couldn't sit still.

The Commander of the City Watch, Mr. Philo Portman, immediately stood up and said:

"I have a distant cousin who has been buying the native products of the Western Saharian tribe for a long time in the Frozen Bay, and I can write to him, and for a full payment, the barbarians will be willing to give us plenty of cured meat and dried fish.

I'll admit that those frozen fish that are hard and hard don't taste very good, but you shouldn't be more picky about the way it looks now!

After all, all it takes is three frozen fish with a little local wild vegetables and enough crumbled bread to make a pot of soup that can feed ten laborers! On top of that, buying things from barbarian tribes is cheap.

It's even lower than you think!

Both the Northerners and the Sealand look down on them, and the abundant catches and specialties of the Frozen Bay region have always lacked long-term customers.

Here's your chance!

Lord Earl and Lady Consul! ”

"Excellent! Knight Portman, I now appoint your distant cousin as the cartman county commercial plenipotentiary for the Glacier Bay region, what is his name?"

"And me, Lady Archon!"

Chef Frank Chauvin was a little anxious.

Seeing that the benefits were about to be divided, the cook, who had a thick neck, strange tattoos on his arms, and a social spirit, got up and shouted:

"My brother-in-law used to help the city's gangsters for a while, smuggling firearms and explosives from the Plantagenet Kingdom border guards"

As soon as he said this, he realized that something was wrong.

But it was too late to shut up, because everyone else was staring at him with "you kid is really a torturer".

Chauvin also realized that he had slipped through the cracks.

The ruthless work of arms smuggling would be the end of any reasonable lord who would be asked first, not to mention that his brother-in-law still engaged in this kind of thing from the Plantagenet Kingdom, which is currently an "enemy country".

He sat back in his chair a little decadently.

Xin said that the whole family was probably going to be killed by the Earl this time, but Murphy laughed, and he shook his head and said:

"Very well, I need your brother-in-law and his connections right now. You go and look for him, Knight Chauvin, and I will give him only fifteen days, and I will see at least three thousand soldiers' muskets and enough ammunition.

I can trade it directly with gold, but don't fool me with defective products, and if I do well, I will pardon his previous sins, and even give him a formal official position or even a knighthood.

But not well."

"I promise with the head of my whole family, my lord!"

Escaping death, the knight Chauvin immediately got up and slammed his fist into the chest, and the rather gangsterous cook said loudly:

"We'll need thirty days, but I promise you'll get the weapons you need! Even armor and artillery can be discussed, the war is over, and the Sealand must have a huge backlog of weapons to deal with.

They are still engaged in military reform, and those old styles of weapons will be destroyed even if they are not sold to us.

So maybe you can buy a good enough price for a third or even a fifth of the usual price."

As soon as such professional words came out, the eyes of other people became more subtle.

You're a good cook!

There is such a side job that can be punished and tortured.

This kind of thing is actually clear, and I'm afraid that your brother-in-law is just a horse boy, and the real mastermind of underground arms smuggling is your kid, right?

"Very well, let's do it."

Murphy doesn't care about any of that.

He now needs to use all the power he can muster.

He knew very well that none of the guys in front of him who could show their talents in time among the survivors were by no means fuel-efficient lamps, but it didn't matter, they wanted to be new people and change to a more noble background by the way, and Murphy could satisfy them.

As long as they can bring win-win benefits, these can be discussed!

(End of chapter)