168: Chapter 5: Witch and Wizard 168: Chapter 5: Witch and Wizard Roman went to the archives of the Departnt of Residents.
This era hosted a plethora of individuals with identical nas, making it quite troubleso to single out his Angel Envoys by na alone.
Jimmy followed Roman and busied himself for the better half of the day, finally managing to locate the identity records and residential numbers of those potential Angel Envoys.
This occupied a great deal of Jimmy’s ti.
Although everyone’s household registration was recorded, it didn’t an Jimmy was available.
In fact, Sige Town hadn’t settled down yet.
The personnel changes that Seth intended to implent required the cooperation of the Departnt of Residents.
This was easy to comprehend.
To recruit 600 new soldiers, they had to be registered militarily, owning a separate set of identity records, managed by Conquest Knights.
Allocating individuals to work in the Breeding farms also required an archive for Yaki—regardless of his literacy, the required docuntation had to be there for job assignnt.
Ministry of Military, Breeding, Casting, Agriculture, Manufacturing…
The accumulation of these tasks was truly daunting.
The young boy was busy every day with barely a mont’s rest.
Fortunately, work was progressing smoothly and, being under the direct authority of the Lord, nobody dared not to cooperate.
Jimmy’s tasks, though not complex, involved ceaseless copying of identity records, organizing them into registers, and delivering them to relevant departnts, notifying related personnel to report to those departnts.
They had an adequate supply of paper, but there was a significant shortage of managent staff, a situation that couldn’t be helped.
Roman’s principle was that being too busy was no issue, to take it slowly, as all tasks would eventually be completed.
After all, it was a makeshift team; there was no difference between getting a ticket first or supplenting one later.
It was also no issue if mistakes occurred, the more the better.
Mistakes now ant fewer in the future.
This was primarily an exercise in improving the departnt’s operational capabilities.
Roman found his newly recruited Angel Envoys but did not et them, instead directly arranging their assignnts.
Everyone had strengths, and they should be deployed where they could perform best.
It was only at nightfall that Roman returned to the manor.
Upon entering the hall, so had already begun dining.
He imposed no strict rules here, especially for those around him; they could simply eat when alti ca, no need to wait for him.
Yet, tonight’s dinner felt sowhat colder than usual.
…
His Conquest Knights were absent.
Roman had tasked them with establishing the military departnt, clearly defining the soldiers’ remuneration and setting up a reward and punishnt system.
He proposed so ideas, and they were responsible for refining them and submitting the regulations for Roman’s review.
Those deed rational would be adopted, those not would be dismissed.
Dick and Jet were clueless about managing this new departnt and felt overwheld.
Aaron and Green knew slightly more, but the pressure was imnse, and they had no choice but to proceed despite their reluctance.
Roman’s basic requirent was to ensure the army’s purity and loyalty, tily paynt of military salaries, and proper ideological education to prevent them from engaging in barbaric acts like pillaging villages or massacring towns.
A soldier’s salary could support the family, the pension needed to sustain a family for half a lifeti, and their parents and children should also receive preferential treatnt in the future.
This was not a difficult matter.
A monthly military salary of five copper coins could buy seventy to eighty KGs of wheat, enough to support a family of five.
The initial pension for a soldier killed in action was five silver coins plus so goods, the family received policy preferential treatnt, and would get a yearly indemnity of two silver coins for twenty years—as happened last year due to Bo Ge, the families of the guards who died in the mountains also received this treatnt.
Retired soldiers would imdiately receive a retirent fee of five silver coins and an annual retirent fee of one silver coin for the next twenty years.
The Ministry of Finance would specifically handle this expenditure.
But currently, Roman was without funds and could only issue IOUs.
Luckily, his prestige was still intact, and everyone trusted his ability to fulfill his commitnts.
Roman had eliminated the worries of his soldiers, and anyone daring to break military discipline was courting death.
…
Seth and Nillie were also absent.
The latter’s identity was rather special, as he assisted Seth in managing Sige Town.
So Sea Castle slaves were literate and helped Sige Town take on its current administrative burden.
Thus, the result was that the manor’s classroom had co to a standstill.
Roman had no choice but to arrange for the students to study on their own.
These days, the number of students in the classroom had doubled.
Roman temporarily let the students who had studied teach those who had not, in a one-on-one format.
The current state of the school…could only be described as a ss.
Unless exceptionally talented, even the quickest group of students would need over a year to complete their literacy education.
Tonight, only Gwivelle and Sanna were at the dinner table.
Roman leisurely asked Sanna if she had noticed anything unusual after her awakening.
He had a preliminary understanding of Sanna’s talents and skills but still needed to hear Sanna’s own description to know the details.
Sanna and Gwivelle were clearly two different styles of witches.
The only similarity was that neither of them realized they had awakened at first—Gwivelle thought she had eaten poisonous mushrooms when she first awoke.
Sanna was even more peculiar.
To be more specific, it’s complicated.
For instance, so people are naturally fast runners, but they must realize they have the talent for running and, through subsequent training, eventually beco professional athletes.
It was the sa for witches; they needed directed training to tap into their potential, master their abilities, and beco competent witches.
Roman had little experience in how to develop a witch.
Because of Gwivelle and Sanna’s differences, he even doubted whether their training thods should be the sa.
“Don’t just focus on having fun, let’s hear it, how do you plan to improve yourselves?”
Roman felt sowhat helpless; he knew nothing about athletes’ training thods.
So exercise techniques were only known to practitioners, let alone to witches who were Transcendents.
Sanna glanced at Gwivelle, and Gwivelle looked back at her.
Both of them shook their heads like rattle drums.
“Can’t Lord Roman teach us the witch’s magic?” Sanna asked.
She had unrealistic expectations of Roman, considering him omnipotent or all-powerful.
However, Roman now called himself a common mortal; he couldn’t beat Dick on horseback or Jet on foot.
Aron and Green were both stronger than him, as he had neglected training for the past year.
“Little witch!
You need to understand that I am a man,” Roman said sternly.
This title made Sanna feel quite intrigued.
“But I heard that those wandering tricksters and magicians all perform magic and call themselves wizards.”
“Most of them are swindlers,” Roman humd lightly.
Wizards were a general term for spellcasters, of which there were far too many, all bluffing and deceiving.
But they were rely trying to make a living, and Roman had no reason to nitpick.
“The real wizards have long been killed by the Church Knights.”
Sanna, frightened, asked, “Will they co to kill and Gwivelle too?”
“How can you expect corpses to kill people?
That’s a wizard’s trick; they certainly won’t help the Church Knights stand up again,” Roman said while picking up a piece of at with his chopsticks, chewing it several tis before swallowing it whole.
Sanna licked her lips; she found Roman’s speech charismatic and his actions graceful, capturing her attention.
There was a church in their small fishing village; their family had to give up fish catches every year, praying for the protection of All Gods.
That was until the church’s wooden doors were breached by pirates’ axes.
Reality taught them that divine protection was useless, and even if useful, it only protected the Church lords, not the common folks.
Moreover, witches were inherently hostile to the Church and could not coexist.
Now a novice witch, hearing Roman ntioning turning them into corpses, Sanna suddenly felt unafraid, almost excited and expectant.
Roman pondered, “First get familiar with your own abilities…
I need to find a way to get you so magic knowledge.”
Witch Forest was a good place; Sanna and Gwivelle could definitely find their place there, learning from the elder witches.
But he couldn’t let them go to Witch Forest for further education; that would be like throwing a at bun to a dog.
The group of witches had unknown powers and movents.
This was a secret society, also the biggest secret society of this era, always persecuted and suppressed by the Church.
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