Chapter 223 Arrangements by All Parties

In the Iron Wing Palace, Cassius lay on the throne and exhaled a breath of hot sulfur.

"Calculating the time, the players will soon leave."

"It will be four years before the real server is launched."

All the facilities originally in the Council Hall were moved here intact.

In particular, the extremely rich collections in the Red Dragon Treasury were transported to the deepest part of the cave by the extremely powerful frost giant slaves under strict supervision. Even so, it took several days. Those poor slaves were even blindfolded and could only carry them according to the instructions of the supervisor.

Tens of thousands of gold coins were piled up like a hill, dotted with crystal clear gems and crystals of various colors, hundreds of magic equipment flashing with brilliance, and a large amount of elemental ores scattered everywhere, and even the extremely precious nine-ring spell scroll was hidden - this is the Red Dragon's treasure house.

Each cave entrance was filled with rocks created by magic, and the only place to enter and exit was sealed by a high-level arcane lock. There were dozens of guard inscriptions hidden at the door, and there were hundreds of fully armed earth elves guarding the outer door, enough to stop and kill any uninvited guests. The red dragon even looked forward to the arrival of adventurers, which might add to his inventory.

Rump originally wanted to call this building "Dragon King's Treasure Mountain", but for some reason, Cassius changed it.

As the most greedy dragon, the red dragon is quite proud of this.

Sometimes he would take some gold coins from the treasure house and eat them to increase the gold element in his body and use it to enrich the gilded scales. Tinia, who is also a dragon, always couldn't understand this and doubted the dragon's life. How could a dragon be so extravagant as to swallow precious gold coins?

There were tiefling guards patrolling back and forth at the entrance of the palace, and even two-legged dragons were resting on the sentry tower outside the palace. Any unauthorized intruders would be torn to pieces.

At this time, Cassius was looking through the report presented by Rump.

As the integration of the original territories of Rackman and Norton, plus the original Storm High Slope and the newly occupied glacier area, there are nearly 200,000 square kilometers of area, but most of these areas are sparsely populated. Even if the dragon veins are counted, there are only about 400,000 national populations.

However, with the current productivity level close to the Middle Ages, it is already quite difficult for the Burning Kingdom to manage this area. Various tasks such as population and taxation are still proceeding in an orderly manner. It is expected that it will take several years to gradually improve.

Rump has learned a lot of relatively advanced management knowledge from players, but how to apply it according to local conditions is also a problem.

Due to the vast land and sparse population, and the establishment of the country by war, the original princes and nobles of the Rackman Principality have a large number of hereditary territories. They forced the poor to perform labor, forming the so-called "serfdom", and established economic and legal systems on the basis of manors with labor as the main form. This is not an isolated case. Almost all the principalities in the North have adopted this seemingly backward system, which can at least ensure the combat effectiveness of their noble private armies and win sweet benefits in disputes.

This is obviously not applicable to the current Burning Kingdom. After all, most of the original nobles were slaughtered by angry tieflings, and even tens of thousands of serfs in the manor of the Rackman family were declared free. The red dragon hopes to establish a centralized empire.

"Ha--"

Looking at these complicated data, Cassius yawned.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to be distracted by these things too much. He just needs to give a general direction and be a hands-off shopkeeper. The ones who really need to worry about this are the ruling ministers. During the time when the players are away, their lives will become more difficult.

Just then, the tiefling guards reported at the door.

"Your Majesty, Lord Medrolash is here."

"Let him in."

"Yes."

The heavy palace door slowly opened, and Medrolash walked in with steady steps, half-kneeling calmly in front of Cassius.

"How is the matter assigned to you?"

"I have successfully completed the handover with the player. According to your instructions, I found some humans with clean backgrounds who had suffered oppression from the Rackman Principality as candidates for the 'Nocturne' troops. They will become the sharpest daggers in the kingdom's dark night."

"Very good."

Casius still decided to hand over the leadership of "Nocturne" to Medrash, because the Tieflings have been tied to the kingdom's chariot, and there is no possibility of his rebellion.

It is also because Medrash has always been decisive in killing and has the ability to control the undead, so he has no aversion to doing such dark work.

After all, the player is too uncontrollable, especially the notorious one like Langli Baitiao, so it is better to let him be a mascot. It's okay to play some assassination and raid tasks, but those truly secret things must never be handed over to them.

However, Cassius did not know the story behind this "smooth" handover. Langli Baitiao cried out in despair and even challenged Medorash to a duel. In the end, he was beaten black and blue before he admitted defeat. The crowd of onlookers applauded.

"The task of collecting intelligence from various principalities should be put on the agenda. After the training is completed, you will send these vampires to the northern countries. Now the kingdom is getting bigger and bigger, and we must not rely solely on the intelligence of those snake people."

Cassius paused and continued:

"Four years, within four years, I want to see detailed intelligence from various countries."

"As for the source of additional funds, I will write you a note, and you can go and talk to the ruling ministers yourself."

"Yes, Master."

Medrolash responded respectfully.

His face was calm, and he did not show much joy or depression. He simply obeyed the arrangement.

For the tieflings, this arrangement undoubtedly expanded his power. You must know that in Cassius's plan, the nocturne is not only aimed at foreign countries. This can give him a handle on other tribes in the country, but it will also attract suspicion and hostility from others.

But it doesn't matter. After all, the power structure of this country is extremely simple and is based on extreme individual power. Therefore, as long as you hold on to the red dragon's thick legs that are comparable to stone pillars, any trouble will be solved.

Medrolash knows this very well and often leads by example.

Recently, the kingdom has been booming, and various affairs have come one after another. As soon as Medrolash left, the tiefling guards at the door reported again.

"Your Majesty, Lord Fried of the Dragon Oath Hall wants to see you."

"There are so many things going on recently that I don't even have time to rest."

Casius opened his eyes, slowly raised his head, and blew out a puff of gray smoke impatiently.

But the red dragon still said:

"Let him in."