Chapter 266 Leon Is a Philosopher

The autumn evening breeze is already a little cool.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the rushing water of Bairen River and covers the fallen leaves on both sides of the river bank.

After passing the slightly crowded streets in the old city and crossing the slightly damp stone bridge, the new city of thorns on the west bank of the White Blade River opened its heart and door to Leon while wanting to reject it.

As a key project in the Thorn Territory designated by Leon, the construction of the new city has always attracted much attention.

As time goes by and the population increases, although the new city on the west bank of the Bairen River, which took two years to build, is still not completed, it has already revealed a completely different look as time goes by.

The once smooth but deserted riverbank became a thing of the past.

Instead, there are spacious streets and well-proportioned houses.

Gone are the days of highland hounds as the towering and fortified pass of the Bergori Pass rises.

As the mountain people of Antolia recognized the rule of the Jimena family, the threat of the forest barbarians also quietly dissipated.

so……

Unlike Fort Wilson, which sits in an abandoned place.

Until this moment, the city wall of the new city has still not been built.

The old city of Thorn Territory, located on the east bank of the White Blade River, and the Bergori Pass, which guards the transportation hub, are enough to protect the people living in the new city from external threats.

The priority of building the city wall naturally shifted backward.

Although it's only separated by a river, to be honest... Leon doesn't come here often.

Anyway, the construction of the new city can be seen from Leon's study, so... the new city of Thorn Territory has become a part that Leon has ignored before.

Because before this, the civil war in the Kingdom of Andal and the war in the Principality of Norton involved most of Leon's energy. Even if he went out for inspection, the final destination was usually Fort Wilson or the Southwest Highlands, which he could not usually see.

And this time...

This was the first time Leon took a closer look at the new city built on the west bank of the White Blade River.

The road built by Grum's slime was large enough for four carriages to travel towards each other, and from time to time the voices of the residents could be heard from the shops on both sides.

The little pig bear used its meaty paws to pull at the edge of Leon's pocket, stuck out a furry head, and curiously observed everything presented in front of him.

hiss!

It smells so good!

Piggy Bear's eyes suddenly widened.

Looking in the direction where the smell came from, I saw a bakery on the street baking white bread that exuded the aroma of wheat.

"Chirp!"

Arcas tugged on Leon's noble robe and pointed his fleshy paws at the shop not far away.

"Isn't the lord's kitchen open every day?"

"Haw!"

Where can the home-cooked ones taste better than the ones bought from outside? !

"But you just ate something..."

Leon said slightly helplessly.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

The piggy bear began to roll in Leon's pocket.

"Alright alright."

Seeing this, Leon had no choice but to walk towards the bakery.

It is impossible to queue.

As the lord of Antolia, if Leon really plans to line up honestly, then the civilians in front of him may be frightened.

“How much does white bread cost in silver coins?”

"Two silver coins, take...Lord?!"

The old woman who ran the bakery opened her eyes suddenly and said tremblingly.

"you know me?"

"This store was opened with the pension given by the Marquis. My eldest son... he participated in the battle against the plateau hounds during his lifetime."

The old woman stammered.

"He is the warrior of Antolia!"

Leon's eyes narrowed slightly.

Hearing this, the old woman's eyes flashed with pride: "He once killed three plateau hounds by himself!"

While talking, Leon touched the money bag at his waist and took out a few silver coins.

"No! No money!"

She waved her hands slightly anxiously: "Thanks to the Marquis, my youngest son is now attending the Jimena family's literacy class. This bakery is also doing very well, but we can no longer ask for the Marquis' money."

"Those are two different things."

Leon insisted on throwing down a few silver coins, and then took the freshly baked white bread from the old woman's hand.

After finally experiencing the joy of buying something, how could I not let myself pay?

A group of people walked slowly on the streets of the new city.

Leon walked in front, Albert half a step behind, and the guards of the Jimena family spread around vigilantly.

Only the little pig and bear exposed most of his body outside his pocket, observing the world and adding food to himself.

Now that I'm here, I can't just choose a location for the magic academy.

The construction of the main body of the Antolia Cathedral is nearing completion.

Looking from a distance, it is particularly spectacular.

Workers on the construction site were hard at work carrying stone bricks and wood, while craftsmen gathered around and discussed the installation plan for the stained glass windows.

"within one year!"

After seeing Leon's figure, the dwarf craftsman responsible for the construction of the Antolia Cathedral vowed.

Although the main building is nearing completion, the interior decoration and regional distribution of the cathedral are still yet to be finalized.

after all……

It's called a cathedral, but it's actually the Pantheon.

What the craftsmen built was not only the building in front of them, but also the outline of the Antolian people's faith territory.

The gods worshiped by various sects cannot favor one over the other. Only in this way can the religious unity and heresy tolerance of Antolia be truly stabilized within a suitable range.

"Not in a hurry."

Leon warned: "Whether it is the God of Light of the church or the tribal totems enshrined by ancestor tribes such as the Lapluk people, they must have the same specifications and similar positions."

There is no way, if your god has the exclusive throne and my god stays on the sidelines...then it would be better not to build the Pantheon!

"The new city is so big..."

Walking out of the construction site, Albert couldn't help but sigh.

Compared to when he first came to Antolia, the size of the new city on the west bank of the White Blade River had already expanded several times.

Even vaguely, it is larger than the city of Parma, which was once ruled by the Duke of Galicia.

"It's not too big, but it's not too small either."

Leon shook his head.

In Leon's view, the new city in the Thorn Territory is large, but not too big.

The size of its area is the unity of absoluteness and relativity, the unity of certainty and uncertainty. The two are mutually exclusive and interdependent.

Its absoluteness and certainty are reflected in the fact that under the current specific historical conditions, the scale of the new city is indeed very large.

Its relativity and uncertainty are reflected in the fact that if the infinite nature of human development is taken into account, then the scale of the new city is not large after setting aside the limitations of the current productivity level.

Leon thought with great conviction.

besides……

Sorry, I have something busy today. I will finish coding before twelve o'clock.