Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 123 Miracle City

One day, the mansion office.

Joyce is reporting the general situation of the territory to Ron.

"There are currently 36205 people in the territory, and 49371 foreign refugees. During the past few months, many foreigners have entered the country and want to live in Arnold's territory. I have ordered people to strictly control them and register them on the register."

Hearing her words, Ron's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What are the identities of the people who want to live here, and how many are there?"

Joyce rummaged through a stack of documents to find the corresponding one, and read: "There are 3000 people in total, and [-]% of them are civilians who can't survive in other territories and want to come here to survive. I'm still asking people to verify this part. The other [-]% are traveling merchants or adventurers."

Hearing this, Ron smiled. It seems that the reputation of Arnold's territory has been completely shattered. Even the common people living at the bottom of the kingdom have heard of the reputation of Arnold's territory elsewhere and migrated here.

"My lord, how should those refugees and those who come after us be settled in the future?" Joyce asked. This is related to the future development direction of the territory, and she cannot make a decision by herself.

Regarding this matter, Ron had already had a plan in mind, and he said, "This is indeed a very important matter, but you don't have to worry, I have a way to arrange it."

"All the refugees who participated in the construction of the new city are issued the same residence permits as the Arnold people, enjoy all the rights of the Arnold people, and are regarded as members of the territory."

After a pause, Ron continued: "Those who came later will be issued a temporary residence permit, which is valid for one year and needs to be renewed every year. If they live in peace and have no illegal or criminal records, they can be renewed after five years. It is a permanent residence permit and is considered a citizen of the territory."

Joyce's eyes flickered, and she quickly disappeared. She nodded slightly, "My lord, I understand. I will formulate your ideas into the policy of governing the people."

Ron nodded slightly. Joyce was very relieved when he was doing things. After thinking about it, he said, "If someone makes a big contribution, such as promoting the development of the territory, or creating things and things that are beneficial to the territory, it can shorten the time." , to apply for a permanent residence permit in advance. How about it, you will discuss it yourself when the time comes."

"Yes, I remember."

Joyce bowed and stepped back, returned to his desk and began to deal with affairs. Ron looked at her dignified and elegant appearance, and couldn't help but fell into thought.

It's nothing else, but the entry slot on Joyce. Such an excellent subordinate does not have an entry, and the only entry slot is empty.

As Ron's most capable clerical subordinate, it is reasonable for him to give Joyce an entry.

But Joyce is very rational personally, and even the favorability shown on the character card is not real. Only when she is unconscious and asleep can she really see her favorability, and it is difficult for Ron to judge whether Joyce's favorability is Reached 95 points.

Of course, the matter of swiping entries for people who have reached 95 favorability is a rule set by him himself, and it is okay not to abide by it.

But in order to prevent betrayal, that person must truly belong to him.

In addition, every 5 points of favorability, a different description will appear later. The last time I checked Joyce's character card, the favorability displayed in his sleep was only 87 points, which was two grades away from 95 points of favorability.

Normally, Joyce's favorability level fluctuates between 75 and 79, and never goes above 80 favorability level. His rationality has reached a terrifying level.

From Ron's emotional point of view, he trusted Joyce a lot, including her ability to handle affairs.

But intellectually, Ron couldn't guarantee it.A person who was good to you in the past may not be good to you in the future.

Just as he was hesitating whether to give Joyce an entry, Joyce's cold voice sounded beside him.

"Lord Lord?"

The sound came to his ears and woke Ron up. He realized that he had been looking at the other party for too long.

"Well, I'll go out for a walk, you can take a break after you've dealt with it."

Ron finished speaking pretending to be calm, and then left the office directly. He was indeed a little embarrassed just now, but it's fine if he doesn't show it. Who dares to say that he is wrong?

He also wanted to understand this matter. Don't worry about brushing up Joyce's entry. She is capable enough to handle it now. When her ability can't keep up with the development speed of the territory, I will have a good chat with her then.

After Ron went out, Joyce's cheeks were flushed, reaching the back of her ears. The lord had watched her for 5 minutes just now, and she couldn't stand the staring before she opened her mouth.

At this time, there was a conversation outside the door. It was Rosalind who came here, and she happened to meet the lord who was going out.

"Lord Lord."

Rosalind stopped and bowed to salute.

Ron nodded, "Oh, by the way, are your clothing stores still open?"

Although she didn't know the meaning of the lord's question, Rosalind answered seriously. She is now in charge of the mansion's finances, and has also opened many shops in the new city. The store is even more gorgeous.

Ron has no objection to this. Rosalind is keen on doing business to make money, which can also promote economic development, and the citizens without much knowledge can't do such a big business, at least what Rosalind has done Can take the lead.

"Well, that's right. You seem to be opening a food store too. You have two of the four major categories of clothing, food, housing and transportation."

Ron said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Rosalind's heart tightened, and she was not sure what the lord was thinking. Was this a warning to her?
But what she cares more about is the specific division of the four categories of 'clothing, food, housing and transportation'. Rosalind has a hunch that these four items are the items that will make a lot of money.

Ron didn't have a long chat, and left after saying a few words.The previous sentence was indeed a beating from him. All the industries are in his own hands, which is not conducive to the economic development of the territory. That contradicts Ron's opening of a school to teach the people knowledge.

I believe that with Rosalind's intelligence, she will soon figure out his hidden meaning.

Rosalind stayed where she was for a long time until Ron's back disappeared. She turned around and walked into the office. She saw Joyce with a flushed face at a glance, and said slightly, "Why is your face so red?"

"Is there? Maybe the weather is too stuffy." Joyce said lightly.

Rosalind looked at the cooling magic props in the corner of the room, her expression was even more suspicious, there must be something tricky!
-

The days passed in peace.

Soon came the day when the new city was built. Buildings were built in the third ring of the territory. A metal pillar was erected on both sides of each street, and there was an ornament like a crystal sphere on the top of the pillar.

Many people were curious about what it was, and someone knew something inside and explained that it was a street lamp.

What are street lights?

The man couldn't explain why, and now everyone regarded the pillars called street lamps as decorations on the street.

At least, the crystal ball on it looks particularly beautiful and gorgeous.

A very large stage was built on the large square in the city. The new city was established, and the lord was going to speak to the citizens.

On this day, Ron dressed up to attend, came to the scene surrounded by a group of people, and stepped onto the stage. The crowd below was crowded, and behind the crowd stood a huge statue.

It was a mighty and extraordinary young man riding on a steed, waving the long sword in his hand imposingly.

At this time, Egbert, who noticed Ron's gaze, smiled softly: "Lord Lord, that is a stone statue carved for you by a refugee. It is preserved because it is very vivid."

that's me?
Ron froze for a moment, he couldn't remember when he had ever ridden a horse, let alone wielded a sword.

On the side, Amelia said abruptly: "You are majestic in the picture book, riding a horse every day to save the world."

Few civilians have actually seen the lord, they can only know about Ron through picture books, and this huge stone statue was born because of this.

After Ron was speechless, he took a serious look at the stone statue in the distance, and it was indeed very similar to him. He said, "It seems that there are quite a lot of talents."

This carving technique cannot be called a master, but it is still at the expert level.It was also because of Ron's simple sentence that the sculptor changed his destiny.

"My lord, the citizens are waiting for you." Egbert handed over the magic props for loudspeaker with excitement.

Egbert remembered that Ron hugged him once, and said that he wanted to revive the family's glory and let the Arnold family go to glory. He didn't expect it to be realized so soon. That scene vaguely happened yesterday.

Ron could understand his mood at the moment, and gave him a smile, then took the loudspeaker, stepped up to the stage, and faced the tens of thousands of citizens below.

"My subjects, I am your lord——Ron Arnold." Ron's words were very direct.

As soon as the words fell, the huge square erupted with cheers, and the eyes were fixed on the young lord on the stage, with infinite reverence in his eyes.

After about ten seconds, Ron smiled and asked them to be quiet.

"This city was built by your hands, and every brick and gravel here is covered with your sweat and painstaking efforts."

Ron's voice came to everyone's ears through the loudspeaker, and they only felt that the words had entered their hearts.

Ron's performance on the stage continued.

"This new city is not only my lord, but also yours."

This should be regarded as Ron's second public speech. The first time the target was the knights in the mansion. Now they are completely loyal to Ron and Arnold's territory.

But this time, the target is all the citizens, and Ron wants them to swear to the death to protect the city built by the lord and his hard work.

It sounds simple, but it is not easy to achieve the desired effect, or it is almost impossible for other nobles to achieve this level.

Because no nobleman would say such stupid words as 'your city is also yours', which is not conducive to ruling, and will make the people under his rule arrogant and difficult to govern.

Even now, Amelia looked at him with a strange look, expecting Ron's next words or actions in her eyes.

Amelia, who is the princess, didn't realize at this moment that because of Ron's words, a will called protection gradually gathered in the hearts of the leaders present, and they were united with the lord, sharing weal and woe.

Some people even began to cry softly. They used to be regarded as the lowest-level laborers in other territories, they were not valued, and they were not treated as human beings.

And now, it's different, everything is different, just because the Lord is Ron Arnold.

".Today, I will name this new city."

At this time, the square was silent, terribly quiet, and it seemed that for a second, everyone held their breath, just to hear the name given by Ron.

"The name of this city is Miracle."

After the voice fell, cheers resounded through the sky. At this moment, the cohesion of will reached its peak. Seeing this scene, Amelia was slightly moved.

Ron also showed a smile. He already knew that his goal had been achieved. After the leaders were excited for a while, he finally said a few concluding words.

"This moment is the beginning of a miracle. I look forward to your showing your talents in the future, bringing excitement and miracles to this city, and making it worthy of its name."

Ron's last words made everyone very excited. It is such an honor for the lord to look forward to their talents and have expectations of them.

In a corner that he couldn't see, a petite girl was holding a drawing book in her hand, making strange syllables in her mouth, and her hands kept moving, copying Ron on the stage in the drawing book.

"Ah~ Miracle~ Hehe~"

-

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

The excitement of the citizens has not passed, and they are still immersed in the scene of the lord's speech that day.

Inside the office.

"Is the residence permit ready?"

Ron asked. The residence permit he was talking about was not a simple thing, but a special item like an adventurer's certificate made by Hadey. Ron had given him this task a few months ago.

Joyce stood up and replied, "Not yet. It took longer than expected to enter personal information on the residence permit. There are many refugees whose identities cannot be verified."

Ron pondered for a moment and said: "There is no need to pay special attention to this matter. Byron will take office in the near future. He needs some achievements to gain a foothold to silence those people."

Hearing this, Joyce understood what Ron meant, nodded and didn't talk about this topic again. She took out another document and said, "My lord, this is the list of visitors for the next week. Please read it."

Ron raised his eyebrows and reached out to take it.

Miracle City was newly established, and Ron did not invite any nobles and royal families to watch the ceremony. Even if the other party wanted to come, he would not agree.

Because that would reduce his influence, now it is time for them to come and take a look. Ron opened the list, and the one who caught his eye was Viscount Gordon, followed by Earl Fast, and then Alfred. The Marquis de Marquis, others have heard of it, but they don't know it.

"I will entertain Viscount Gordon and Marquis Alfred, and you will arrange for the others." Ron glanced at them and quickly made a decision.

Joyce was taken aback, "Master, I... Shall I come?"

There are at least twenty people on the above list, including a marquis, and the rest are either earls or viscounts. Is her status appropriate?

Ron put down the list, glanced at her indifferently, and said, "If you don't want to, let Rosalind go. I think she won't refuse."

"No, let me come."

Joyce said this not to consolidate her power, but to clarify her identity. As the lord's most powerful assistant, Miracle City Xinli, she will inevitably face such things in the future, and she will face them sooner or later.

Seeing this, Ron chuckled, "Remember what I told you before? The last test I gave you, now I'll tell you the result."

Joyce slowly raised his head upon hearing this.

"Congratulations, it's perfect." Ron smiled.

"Thank you."

There was no change in the expression on Joyce's face, and Ron said again: "Next is a new exam."

In an instant, Ron seemed to see a trace of resentment on her face, isn't the exam not good?
(End of this chapter)