Chapter 106 The Man at the Top of the Food Chain

"My lord, this matter has seriously affected the future development of the Manyu wrestling industry. A little carelessness will cause a fatal blow to the entire industry. The slave industry has been seriously affected. If the wrestling industry is affected again, our financial The deficit will grow further, and the entire military will be at risk."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with gray temples. His figure was polarized from that of Duke Borg. He was very tall and thin, like a bamboo pole covered with clothes, which could be blown away by a gust of wind.

The name of this person is Ming Weilang. He is the Minister of Finance of the Duke of Borg. He has followed him for more than ten years. He is just in his early forties. He looks like a little old man in his fifties or sixties.

In other territories, the chancellor of finance has always been a lucrative position, but Man Yu's army leader is just the opposite. This is a big steaming oven, and anyone who goes up will be roasted on the fire.

The serious financial deficit was a problem left to him by the Duke of Borg's father, and the Duke of Borg himself was not a good money saver. In the first few years, not only did he not fill the vacancy, but it became even bigger. In just a few years, Just changed four or five ministers of the exchequer.

Ming Weilang is considered to be the longest reigning one, and also the one with the strongest ability. The huge financial deficit was almost filled in less than ten years, and it also made a young man in his prime. little old man.

It was also because of this hard work that he won the trust of Duke Borg.

If the development continues according to the original momentum, in another three or two years, Ming Weilang will be able to fill up the financial deficit completely, and he will be completely relieved.

However, during an Eastern Expedition, a big fire in the Bastille burned the entire Manyok army into a pot of gruel, and the finances of the Manyok army also turned into gruel.

The financial recession caused by the war, the slave industry that was fatally hit, and the war funds...all of these made Ming Weilang very anxious.

The real behind-the-scenes driver of the trade with the Eternal Night Legion is not Patrem. Although he is now in charge of the Bastille, he is still under the control of the generals directly appointed by Duke Borg in all aspects. He does not have such great power, nor With such boldness, he conducts large-scale transactions with the enemy.

The only one who dared to do this and was able to do it in the Man Yu army was the Duke of Borg.

And the biggest driving force behind the establishment of the commercial road was the tall and thin man in front of him, Ming Weilang, the Minister of Finance led by Man Yujun.

Ming Weilang is a firm supporter of economic theory, what makes a military leader strong?

army?

Wrong, dead wrong.

It's money, it's finances.

If you don't have enough money, how do you support so many people? How to recruit so many troops? How to equip so many troops?

No matter how powerful the army is, without financial support and logistical supplies, even a dragon will become a snake.

The two pillar industries, the slave trade was fatally impacted, the entire territory was in a mess, the gladiatorial industry fell into a slump, and most of the territory was half desert and half Gobi, which was neither suitable for planting like the Asia Minor plains nor the Carthusian hills. The area is rich in minerals.

After calculations and calculations, the only ones who can make up their minds are the Andes Mountains. At this time, the Eternal Night Legion has emerged, which is what they wish for, not to mention that the opponent really has something good in their hands.

Facing the deficit crisis of the military leader and the threat of retirement from the Minister of Finance, Duke Borg can only hold his nose and admit it no matter how tough his attitude is, and he is unwilling to bow his head and give in. .

Relying on the newly opened business roads, and patching together, tearing down the east wall to make up the west wall, it was not easy until Duke Borg quelled the civil strife in the territory, and the gladiatorial competition was held again, attracting many nobles from other territories to come. The capital injection made Ming Weilang's life a little easier.

But in less than three days, there was a moth in the wrestling industry, some radicals and conservatives, and the two sides were in such a turmoil that they almost blew up Man Yujun's finance minister, Ming Weilang.

The future of the gladiatorial industry doesn't matter to them and the leaders of the slave owners. Even if they consider it, it is the Duke of Borg's business. What they need to do is to maintain the current stability and prosperity of the industry and create more wealth and taxation. This is for them and for them. Territory's best choice.

What made Ming Weilang even more angry was that the Duke of Borg did not intervene even though he had already received the news.

"Be safe and don't be impatient! Be safe and don't be impatient! Be safe and don't be impatient! I'm so angry, who will control my finances? The financial deficit is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that there is no Your Excellency. Come, Mr. Ming Weilang Get a chair."

For this loyal minister who devoted himself to the territory, Duke Borg was not stingy with his respect.

"No, I'm fine standing like this!"

The Minister of Finance, Ming Weilang, was still angry. He was the only one who dared to speak to Duke Borg in this tone.

"Healing from a serious illness, pay more attention to rest, let's sit down!"

Duke Borg was not bothered, and still ordered someone to move a stool.

"Thank you, my lord."

Ming Weilang just took the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction, and he didn't really argue with the Duke of Borg. Enough is enough. He realized it many years ago, otherwise he would not have sat in this seat. That's it for so many years.

People should not take themselves seriously, nor should they take themselves too seriously.

Ming Weilang never thought that he was irreplaceable in the Man Yu army. When he thought so, he was not far from the grave.

"I know what your Excellency is worried about. Don't worry, the situation won't deteriorate to that extent in a while."

The Duke of Borg looked like he was holding a wisdom pearl, "Didn't your Excellency notice that the financial income has skyrocketed in the recent period? Especially about the entry fee for gladiatorial competitions."

"Compared to the previous period, there is indeed a 20% increase."

Many financial figures were made by him, and then sent to Duke Borg. Ming Weilang knew everything about finances.

"However, this is killing the chicken and taking the eggs, which is not advisable."

A fierce light flashed in Duke Borg's small eyes that were almost covered by the fat, and he waved his hands.

"It doesn't matter, we will enter the finals in a few more rounds. This year's gladiatorial competition will be a perfect ending. Let them dance for a few more days. After the gladiatorial competition is over, it will not be too late to clean them up. At that time, let them know who is the best!" He is the ruler of the real Manyuk army."

Obviously, the supreme ruler of the Manyu army didn't react to this incident, on the contrary, he directly poked his lung tube.

One of the two pillar industries led by Man Yujun has already been broken, and he will never allow another accident to happen to the other. Regardless of radicals or conservatives, they are both scourges in his eyes and have become moths in the gladiatorial industry. , must be cleaned up.

The reason why he forbears now is that he doesn't want to spoil the holding of this wrestling competition. When the wrestling competition ends, it is also the moment when Man Yu's army leads the wrestling industry into a big cleanup.

The list in his hand will become the focus of his purge.

"Your Majesty knows best, I was the one who worried too much."

Hearing this, Ming Weilang's complexion suddenly became much better. As long as Duke Borg doesn't completely ignore him, although there is a crisis in the gladiatorial industry, it is far from imminent.

And the next few rounds will be the most exciting and popular of this year's gladiatorial competitions. He is not interested in gladiatorial fights, but he is interested in the large amount of taxes generated by popular competitions.

If Duke Borg loses his temper and wants to fight immediately, he will stop him and let him bear it until the end of the game.

...

Sean didn't know that he had been targeted by Duke Borg's old fox.

In response to that sentence, gold shines everywhere, but when it comes to Xiao En, it can make big noise everywhere.

There are pros and cons to working with conservatives.

The advantage is that the patients are stable, with minor and severe injuries, and the collection of information from all aspects is more comprehensive.

Sean's main focus is on the critically ill patients, and the rest can be handed over to the military doctor transferred from the Eternal Night Army.

Sean began to give up some seriously ill patients intentionally or unintentionally, and let them try to treat them. His treatment method is an unconventional treatment method after all.

In this world, warlocks are a scarce resource, and those who devote their energy to medical skills are even rarer. In the eyes of most warlocks, Xiao En's behavior is typical of not doing his job properly.

Pursuing one's own strength is the true path of most warlocks. If other warlocks were asked to learn medical skills from Xiao En, they would be spit on the face on the spot.

Sean also did not intend to be a doctor who would treat diseases and save lives for the rest of his life. He used the cheating method of spells to summarize the conventional treatment methods and taught them to ordinary people. It is the right way. After all, warlocks are a very small group of people, one in tens of thousands, it is not an exaggeration .

Except for some troublesome internal injuries that will cause secondary damage to internal organs, which must be assisted by magical powers, ordinary bone injuries can be completely handled without the assistance of magical powers.

The ancestors of Xiao En's previous life are the best proof. Without the assistance of magical powers, they still developed a set of effective bone setting techniques. The powerful people are not much worse than modern medicine.

Without him, practice makes perfect.

What's more, they have the experience summed up by Xiao En as a reference, coupled with the teaching and help from others, they will naturally get started faster, except for those patients who have suffered and become the hands-on experiments of those doctors. If they accidentally connect the wrong one, I have to accept Sean's second correction and suffer one more time.

However, those patients themselves had no idea, and thought it was an inevitable process, and did not cause any greater right and wrong.

The disadvantage is that now there are countless pairs of eyes staring at them, it is basically impossible to do some tricks secretly.

"Mr. Tang, that missionary is here again and is blocking the door. He must see you."

Lance, who came to report the news, has changed from a waiter to a temporary nurse in the hospital. The medical center and the restaurant are completely separated. Aile, the young lobby manager, lives up to his name. The entire restaurant is handed over to him, but as a An outsider, Sean needs a smart native to keep by his side.

Ailer recommended Lance to Sean. Although this little guy is not as smart as Ailer, he can be regarded as honest and responsible, and he will not steal or play tricks. After a little testing, Sean nodded and agreed.

Lance was also overjoyed. It wasn't that the treatment at Angel Bernardo Hospital was better than that of restaurants, but that it was closer to his goddess here. As long as he could see her from a distance every day, he would be satisfied.

Lance hesitated. "Mr. Tang, if it's not possible, just meet him. This missionary is different from ordinary priests and monks in the Holy See."

"Oh, what's the difference?"

Sean, who originally wanted to refuse again, was aroused. He was indeed capable of persuading a person who hated him so much to help him.

"Master Darnell is a very learned man. He is not only knowledgeable and proficient in theology, but also has unique insights into medical skills. He came to study after hearing of Mr. Tang's unique medical skills. Since he was rejected by Mr. Tang In the past few days, he set up a stall at the entrance of the hospital to help others get medical treatment for free, "

Lance is very talented as a spy, and he described to Sean the results of his observations in the past few days.

"The most important thing is that Priest Darnell is not like other priests. His eyes grow on the top of his head, and he doesn't look at people other than Byrons. Priest Darnell said that whether it is Byrons or Andes, Even the Odin orcs are God's people, as long as they believe in him from the bottom of their hearts, they will be protected by God."

"Oh?" Sean raised his brows immediately. He turned out to be a missionary who abandoned the concept of race. With this alone, the other party was more than a step above ordinary missionaries. If so, really Worth seeing.

Speaking of which, this missionary named Darnell really has the spirit of stalking.

After experiencing the previous tit-for-tat confrontation, Sean has already deeply felt the malice from the Holy See of Saint Ether.

Not only for Sean's comprehensive medical skills, but also for his identity as an Andesian.

After he attached himself to the Witch Conclave, it seemed that the Holy See of Saint Ether had died down. In fact, he kept making small moves in private, and even the radicals had his shadow behind him. This was a common trick of the Holy See.

Since those who are not good for their own reputation, they will never stand up on their own, but support a force that has nothing to do with themselves, and charge forward.

When necessary, the Holy See of Saint Ether will even stand up and condemn the object of its support, so as to earn a good reputation for itself.

A week ago, when he first heard that a missionary from the Holy See of Ether had come to his door, Sean's first thought was that the Holy See of Ether sent someone to make trouble in the name of exchanging medical skills.

Although the Holy See of Saint Ether did not come to Angie Bernard Hospital to cause trouble since it was affiliated with the Witches' Secret Council, the hostility and slander of the new medical technique led by Xiao En from the monks headed by Brother Jansen has not stopped, and it still has a great influence. A large group of people.

Now a missionary who agrees with his medical skills and wants to communicate with him suddenly appears, no matter how he looks at it, he feels weird, unless the other party is a deviant person who is different from the mainstream concept of the Holy See of Saint Ether.

Although there was such a possibility, Xiao En, who was unwilling to cause more trouble, chose to refuse.

But I didn't expect the other party's will to be so firm. This is a good way to say it, but it's a dog skin plaster, sticking to it, squatting at the gate of Angel Bena Hospital every day.

But he didn't know Sean, he only knew that Dr. Tang was a young Andis, so he got entangled with every Andis-like young man who came in and out of Angelbena Hospital, and took Sean to the hospital. The few young doctors who came here took so much trouble that they have been hiding in the hospital recently and refused to go out.

"Bring him to my office!"

Sean finally decided to meet Darnell, a missionary who behaved differently. It wasn't the other party's persistence that moved him, but that he was really a rebel from the Holy See of Ether, and he must be a person with a tough mind.

The most important thing this kind of person lacks is patience and perseverance. It is not a problem to let him waste time at the entrance of the hospital. After a long time, even if nothing happens, it can cause trouble.

The middle-aged missionary, to be more precise, is progressing from middle age to old age, his temples can already see a trace of gray hair, and the age of the other party is no less than sixty years old, and this is only a conservative estimate.

Because in him, Sean felt the incomparably surging vitality like a lake. He had only felt this exuberant vitality in one person—the champion knight Starbuck.

This is a sign that physical fitness has reached a certain limit. In other words, standing in front of Sean is a champion knight.

If only this was not enough to shock Sean, what really made Sean's scalp tingle was that he felt a vast, invisible and intangible power in the opponent's body - the power of magic.

The magic power is stronger than that of Ms. Elena, so there is only one possibility, the opponent is not only a champion knight, but also a control level warlock, who is properly standing at the top of the world's food chain.