In the Name of Empress-Chapter 270 - 188: I Want to Focus My Main Efforts on Teaching
After resting for a moment in the office, Sif arrived.
Seeing the slight dark circles under Sifโs eyes, Roland felt a bit heartsick.
"Youโve worked hard these days." ๐๐ป๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐ฌ๐๐ข
"Iโm working for you, and youโre working for me. Weโve both worked hard," Sif replied with a smile.
She casually found a sofa to sit on and closed her eyes to enjoy a moment of peace.
Roland didnโt disturb Sif because she actually fell asleep on the sofa.
For her, this sofa was essentially no different from sitting on a stone.
She was really tired, sleeping on a stone.
After all, he was the Governor; if he wasnโt too busy, he should indeed fulfill his duties.
Now was a critical time to lay the foundation in the Governorโs Territory, so he couldnโt slack off.
The gold Anthony brought was indeed plentiful, but compared to the vast construction plans, it was still tight.
The Magic Associationโs gold reserves werenโt much; their most valuable assets were various magic materials and equipment.
Before the discovery of these three Magic Crystal Ore Veins, the worldโs Magic Crystals were getting scarcer, with prices being speculated higher and higher.
With the mining of the Magic Crystal Ore Veins in Golden Valley, the returns from the Magic Association to Roland would also gradually increase.
This was a long process, and the urgent task was still to make money.
Roland urgently needed prime opportunities.
He didnโt intend to exploit farmers and workers to the bone. Making them pay taxes was mainly to create a sense of belonging, so they know whose subjects they are.
He didnโt intend to squeeze the poor dry; whoever had money, he would target.
In this era, merchants were almost synonymous with villains, especially in the Samarian business circle.
He was somewhat impatient.
Once the grain was back in the country, the reserves to deal with this yearโs food crisis would be secured.
While the countries of the continentโs central and western parts generally lacked grain, his stockpile was invaluable.
He would seize the opportunity to attack the northern coastal neighboring Oden Kingdom.
The Oden Kingdom had a good geographical location and a solid naval tradition from its affluent ancestors.
A hundred and twenty years ago, they were defeated by the Sussex Empire, losing most of their warships.
The Oden Imperial Family viewed this as a great humiliation and planted a large-scale forest of timber, enough to build hundreds of warships domestically.
Over a hundred and twenty years, these trees had matured and could be used to build warships.
Since last year, the Oden Kingdom began logging oak trees, preparing to build ships.
The neighbor has trees and I have weapons; the trees will be mine.
Considering the previous wars between the two nations, who the large-scale shipbuilding of the Oden Kingdom was targeting was obvious.
The Oden Kingdom Navy wasnโt weak, but they were no match for the Sussex people. Rather than waiting for them to build the warships to make a new delivery, it was better to help them solve the problem at the source.
If they couldnโt build warships, they wouldnโt lose in naval battles, nor would they have to send thousands of sailors.
This wasnโt about contention, but about eliminating the hidden danger of war.
Roland wasnโt even planning to annex any territory, just wanted to take some wood.
Just as he was dreaming of using the neighborโs trees to build his ships, Sif slowly woke up.
She sat up nervously, looking blankly at the wall clock, and was finally relieved once she confirmed she hadnโt missed anything.
However, seeing Rolandโs concerned gaze, she became even more flustered.
What should she do? Roland must have seen her sleeping on the sofa!
"Roland, was I ugly just now?"
Roland was stunned.
The word "ugly" couldnโt be associated with Sif no matter what.
Though he wanted to retort, he smiled and said, "Of course not, even asleep, youโre a Sleeping Beauty."
"Sleeping Beauty?" Sifโs curiosity was piqued, she smelled a story.
Seeing that it was still early, Roland wasnโt shy. He sat down across from Sif, cleared his throat, and began todayโs story.
Another love story of a prince and princess.
Rolandโs stories, Sif loved listening to them.
But she suddenly realized that she now seemed to enjoy Roland telling the stories more than the obviously made-up stories themselves.
Could only a prince wake a princess with a kiss?
A romantic story, but not realistic.
If a princess cursed by witchcraft could be awakened so easily by a prince, she even suspected the prince and the wizard were in cahoots.
