Chapter 610: Chapter 392: Wishing You Smooth Sailing_2
The disasters recorded above had all been resolved, either directly by the Roon Royal Family mbers themselves or indirectly with their assistance…
The authenticity of the historical records obviously required further examination, but that was not the focus of Colin’s concern—
“So Cumberland was a wizard of the Roon Royal Family?”
He continued to read further down.
Sure enough, after a few lines, a string of characters confird his guess.
“After resolving the food disaster, Wizard Cumberland, on behalf of the Roon Royal Family, visited cities such as Yinto, Ria, Snain, and others, consoling the disaster victims and delivering relief supplies…”
Cumberland was indeed a wizard of the Roon Royal Family!
Colin felt a slight excitent rising in his heart.
This discovery undoubtedly ant that he could obtain more information related to Cumberland with greater ease in the Roon Kingdom!
Perhaps… he could even find that “Naless Breathing Skill”!
With a hopeful heart, Colin then combed through all of the Wizard Tower’s materials related to Cumberland.
Gradually, his impression of the wizard nad Cumberland beca clearer—
Cumberland Roon, a prodigy from childhood, beca a Second Rank Wizard before the age of one hundred, but afterward, he beca engrossed in other matters: Magic Potion Making, Witch Tools creation, and even Witch Arrays and rune engraving, these pursuits wasted much of his ti.
But that alone wasn’t an issue, the pity was that he seed to have been seriously injured during a research, and even after treatnt, he was still left with a chronic illness. He often went mad, unable to maintain even the dignity of a Second Rank Wizard, and in the spring of Yanan Calendar year 3233, he quietly disappeared.
“Spring of Yanan Calendar 3233…” Colin silently noted down the date.
Putting away the books in his hands, orange light from the setting sun stread in through the narrow square window, and before he knew it, it was already evening.
Colin couldn’t help feeling a little sentintal.
The narration on Note 2 was logical and the handwriting very neat; it hardly seed the work of a wizard who had gone mad.
Cumberland’s experience was truly a pity… no matter how great the talent, one should not squander ti.
Colin silently admonished himself.
If Cumberland had focused on his practice, he would at least be a Third Rank Wizard with a lifespan of eight hundred years. By that ti, with the long years and greater strength, perhaps he wouldn’t have ended up in such a state.
Leaving the Docunt Tower, Colin returned ho, but he didn’t expect to be greeted by an unexpected visitor.
The evening’s orange sunlight penetrated the stained glass windows, casting a soft glow on the figure of a young girl with snow-white hair sitting on the sofa, her eyes closed as if resting, looking like a beautiful doll that could exist only in fantasy.
“Good evening, Shelley,” Colin greeted, a hint of surprise in his heart.
“Good evening,” Shelley slightly opened her eyes, a rare sign of fatigue on her face.
Colin paused for a mont before finally asking,
“Has sothing happened recently? I’ve heard that the Chasai Comrce is being targeted by other local chambers of comrce in the Roon Kingdom… If you don’t mind, you could tell about it, perhaps I could help out.”
Shelley was slightly taken aback, she looked at Colin, the corners of her mouth seemingly lifting in an almost imperceptible smile.
“Those local chambers of comrce are not worth ntioning.” After pondering for a mont, she straightened the hair by her ear and said, “The main challenge facing Chasai Comrce right now is in sales.”
“Do you know why we established the Chasai Comrce in the Roon Kingdom?”
Colin shook his head.
His curiosity was not strong, and even after being in the Roon Kingdom for over a year, he had not gone out of his way to inquire about the affairs of Chasai Comrce; as for Shelley— or rather, the specific purposes of her and the Truth Society in Roon, he really had no clue.
Shelley didn’t keep him in suspense, and after casting a shielding spell, she said directly,
“We ca here to reform agriculture.”
“As a major grain-producing country, Roon Kingdom still has a vast number of serfs dying of hunger each year. Apart from distribution issues, it is also because the current grain yield from wheat fields is still not enough.
We hope to increase the yield from the fields to prevent serfs from dying of starvation.”
“This step is crucial on the path to achieve the Truth Society’s goal of enriching ordinary people and enriching the world.”
Colin nodded slightly, not questioning the details of Shelley’s plan or doubting its effectiveness, and just continued to ask, “So what is the current problem?”
“Our newly researched agricultural tools, clearly more efficient and labor-saving, are not recognized by the nobles. They are all unwilling to spend money on the serfs they deem lowly,” Shelley sighed softly.
Colin remained silent; he was one of this world’s privileged classes—a Wizard.
He had experienced plenty of the scheming among wizards, but he knew very little about the world’s lower-class citizens.
However, in his past life as an ordinary person, he was not unfamiliar with the plight of those serfs.
Although he had never fard seriously, if he traced back three generations, they were all bona fide farrs.
Furthermore, in his generation, working for capitalists in the city wasn’t fundantally different from being a serf.
It was only thanks to the progress of the tis that there had been so improvents in various areas.
“Actually, we tried giving away a batch of new agricultural tools for free last year, just to make a na for ourselves,” Shelley continued, “A year has passed, and the improvent in farming it has brought is indeed obvious to all; at least there has been a fifty percent increase, and the cultivated area for so has even doubled.”
“Unfortunately, those nobles and slave masters just marvel at it, and as soon as it cos to spending money to change their tools, they imdiately shake their heads and refuse.”
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