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...thus, I believe my research has shown that where Classes overlap they are harder to gain or grow. A [Laborer] will have difficulty gaining the [Farr] Class just by working on a farm, because any nial labor will contribute far more to her [Laborer] Class than her possible [Farr] Class. Furthermore, when a person has two Classes and performs an action that can qualify for both Classes - for example, a [Soldier] who also has the [Leader] Class giving orders to a squad of [Soldiers] - the growth will be split between the two Classes, weighted towards the one most suited for the task.

My conjecture is that this is the reason for the rarity of Class consolidation, but I also believe it implies that any two Classes that do overlap can consolidate into one. Investigating the process has proven difficult given the ti involved in training to provoke a Class consolidation, but it does continue.

(-an excerpt from: Second Treatise on the System as translated by Dr. A. J. Heimler. Believed to have been written by Princess Hemtra of RaSharon two thousand years Before Descent.)

The second village was just a village, only noteworthy for being built around an oasis having more fortifications and storage than most villages of the sa size. It served as a supply depot and fallback point for forts at the border and was far more military than civilian. In fact, it seed that many of the [Soldiers] at the fort had their families live here.

I, personally, had very little opinion on the place. As far as I could tell, nothing of importance was produced here. The spring gave the oasis water, but the soil was more sand than dirt, so it was not fard. There was plant life, but it was all hardy desert plants that could survive even in the sandy soil. There weren't rocks to quarry, clay to make pottery with, wood worth chopping, or basically anything else.

Actually, on consideration, I suppose that is a noteworthy feature. I decided this really wasnt even a village, it was just a depot where so families of the soldiers happened to live. I would have to import [Servants] here, the population was not up to the challenge of hosting the envoy even if I provided the food and decoration.

The place certainly needed decoration though. Construction throughout RaSharon primarily only used two materials: stone and mudbrick. Stone was expensive, and used exclusively by the upper classes. Mudbrick, by contrast, was very literally dirt cheap, and was used to construct most of the cities in the empire. It was this cheap because it could be made by mixing mud and straw husks and then packing it down, so [Laborers] could produce it all along SharonAn.

Now despite what you might expect from the na, mudbrick could look good. Even the palace complex wasnt entirely made from stone, it was actually mostly mudbrick produced and constructed with care. The thing is, a lot of mudbrick was not produced or constructed with any kind of care and that was on display here.

The village nad MiolD - which amused personally because the way it was pronounced made it sound like old in english and made think at any ti one of the people around was going to say old dog was a gud dog an weve bin in this here town since furever or sothing, I think the sun is getting to - was not constructed with any particular care. The na of the village literally ant tower depot, and that was all it was, so no one had ever bothered to make it look impressive.

The buildings were asymtrical and bumpy, looking rough even from a distance. A lot of the bricks were oddly shaped or of random sizes, and there was no effort made to paint or decorate them. Neither of those were things I had ti to do probably. Instead, I would just have tapestries and banners brought in and hang them everywhere as decoration. It wouldnt hide the ss perfectly, but I think it will look impressive enough that the ugliness of the buildings will be overlooked.

Considering what I had seen at Miold, I had expected the border fort itself to be just as much of a wreck and I had expected that I would need to order similar preparations there as well. With what I had already planned for, I had even started thinking that I would end up spending more on cloth than I would on tal decorations.

However, after leaving MiolD and enduring another desert trek, I was surprised to find that the border fort was actually very impressive. The outer wall was quarried stone and the inner structures were made of well made mudbrick so you could hardly even tell the difference. The outer wall even had casting stones!

Rather than paint, the walls had been covered in listone casing stones that had been highly polished to be smooth and bright, making the outer wall shine a pure white in the sun. It was a very impressive effect, and I personally wondered if it was also a defensive tactic. I found it hard to look at the fort as we approached it because it was so bright.

When we arrived, I t with the forts [Commander]. To my surprise, the fort would require far less preparation than either village. It was easy for to forget, but our [Soldiers] were a favored Class and class in our empire. While power was very much centralized with Father, there were nobles, although very few had the [Noble] Class - I wasnt sure why that was yet, but I would like to find out. More relevantly, inheritance among the noble class was decided by primogeniture, which basically ant that the first son inherited everything. Second sons would often join the military as a result, either hoping to be rewarded with plunder and land for service or to rise in the rank and gain power that way.

From my vantage point as an [Imperial Princess], there was very little difference between a [Servant] and a [Soldier]. Realistically though, [Soldiers] were part of the upper crust of society with status equal to [Scribes]. As a result, there was far more wealth here than I had expected. The [Commander] was a third son from a relatively powerful family in the south of the empire, and so he was able to arrange a welco without needing much of my input so long as I provided the resources for him to do so. I was perfectly fine putting my trust in him because success here would be a strong boost to his career, and he would also know that if the peace failed because of him I would bury him even if I had to beg my brother to do it.

With this, the first leg of the journey was accounted for. Now I just had to travel all the way back and arrange the rest. At the very least once I got back I would be able to take a proper bath and have a proper al.

***

One week later, I was arriving back in Alaxeria. I had gained, over the past two weeks, an appreciation for the amount of effort that must have gone into exploring and traveling through the lands in ancient tis. If it was this uncomfortable for , I can do nothing but pity the people who have to travel without the luxuries I have. It also made appreciate George Lucass writing from more than thirty years ago and two worlds away where I had watched the prequels.

Because after that trip, I could fully understand devoting ti in a multi-million dollar movie in a beloved franchise to complaining about sand. Fuck sand.

Again, [Governor] Almalek ca to greet , and this ti he followed proper etiquette and allowed to speak first.

[Governor] Almalek, I smiled in greeting. On my return from the border I encountered your workers already constructing the waystations I had asked for. I appreciate the prompt effort, you have done well.

He bowed in return, thanking for the praise and offering a chariot back to his palace. I gladly accepted this of course, because while I cannot say I hated mules, I certainly did not want to spend more ti than I needed to on them. The temptation of a real bath was also a siren call and I simply could not resist.

I probably should have, or at least given it so thought, because Aj and Sere were back with the rest of the caravan. While I certainly could use the [Servants] and [Attendants] provided by the [Governor], those two were my [Personal Attendants] and their Skills reflected that. They not only had Skills that helped them do things faster, but also ones that helped them do things better.

It honestly made feel like I was a poor [Maid] in my previous life, although the research I had done - before Father shut it down - had given a little insight into that. After all, a [Battle Maid] was both a fighter and a servant, so it was best at things that involved both but only ok at things that were purely one or the other. The System was a bit different in that world, but I believed that the basic concept applied even in a world that only allowed one Class per person.

No, but thank you though, I waved the [Attendants] away. I will wait for my own [Attendants], the Skills they have honestly make it worth the wait.

As you with, Flower Princess, the [Attendant] bowed and was about to leave before I stopped her.

Flower Princess? I asked curiously, why did you call that?

The womans eyes widened, and she imdiately flung herself to the floor, apologizing profusely.

Forgiveness, Princess Here! She cried out in panic, I did not an to offend you!

Oh stand up, I rolled my eyes, having seen more than one scene like this. You havent offended at all, I am just curious why you called Flower Princess.

Many call you the Flower of SharonAn, Princess, she said, only getting to her feet when I threatened to pull her up myself if she didnt. Rumors of your beauty had always circulated, but after your visit and the people saw you Those who say you agreed that your beauty was like a precious flower grown by SharonAn.

Now that I think about it, didnt the [Governor] call by that title when I first showed up? I am not sure what to think about this. On one hand, it is incredibly flattering, but on the other hand it is also creepy to think that so old man was calling a Flower. Either way, this was just a consequence of my Classes. [Imperial Princess] primarily raised Charisma and Willpower, while [Muse] - as a consolidated Class - raised my Charisma massively. I had over two hundred Charisma, and when you add that to the effort my [Personal Attendants] put into my appearance

Calling that doesnt bother , that was mostly true, I think. It just surprised , that is all. You may go now, thank you for the explanation.

Even using my Skills, she was still nervous and fled from the room as soon as I gave my permission for her to go. I decided that what she said wasnt really important. I wouldnt be surprised if all of my siblings who were noticeable had titles or nicknas of so kind. Gaining the Classes that I had originally consolidated into Muse had brought into contact with parts of the population, and people had certainly noticed when we left Alaxeria and returned.

Aj and Sere arrived while I was thinking, and they began the preparations for my bath. I let out a very happy sigh as I slipped in. Aj was washing my hair - just like sunscreen, I was originally surprised that shampoo already existed - and even performing a scalp massage as well. Sere, anwhile, flitted around the room preparing my outfit - which was more difficult than you would think it to be considering the only clothing I wore was a white linen dress every day - arranging the jewelry I would be wearing. Maybe I should have a circlet with the ouroboros the made?

Have you ever heard called the Flower of SharonAn, Aj? I asked, as she continued to wash my hair.

I have Princess Here, Aj replied as she began to rinse my hair. It is an appellation you deserve, to be sure.

Perhaps, but I certainly wouldnt without the help of you and Sere, I leaned forward for her to wash my back. Your Skills and skill in applying my makeup and dressing every day. I really appreciate the effort, you two.

There was a pause at that, I think I had surprised her. Admittedly, she knew that I knew she sold information on to my siblings, which so might think would make dislike Aj. Realistically though, I was the seventeenth child of Father, my older siblings had been around for quite a while before I was born. By the ti I reached a reasonable age to begin having my own [Attendants] basically everyone was on the payroll of my siblings.

But since I wasnt hiding anything, I didnt care about that. So why shouldnt I thank them for doing such a good job? Honestly, I didnt do it often enough. I really had gotten used to being an [Imperial Princess], and I wasnt sure how I felt about that. It was basic courtesy in my original life to thank people for doing things for and my second life required to have perfect etiquette at all tis. In this life though, I used my status like a sledgehamr and expected people to obey . It made wonder how much my environnt had to do with my behavior.

But I shook those thoughts off as I was dried and dressed. Despite how much I wish there was after riding on a mule for two weeks, there was not ti for a massage right now. I had still more arrangents to make, although I feel it was safe to say that the hardest part of my preparation was done.

Not that the next part was easy. Unfortunately, our shipbuilding technique was rather lacking. Classes made up for a lot obviously, the [River Master] was proof of that. However, RaSharon did not have massive ships or barges. It was, I believe, a result that is obvious when you consider the resource constraints our empire worked under.

Wood was a precious thing in the desert. For two lives, I had lived surrounded by wooden objects and never thought about them much. In this life, I was wealthy beyond compare and royal, but I would have difficulty getting even a fraction of the wood I used to take for granted.

For the trip downriver with the [First Prince] I had no intention to rush. Along SharonAn you could see so of our greatest works and the trip was the most beautiful sight in our empire. So I wanted to show it off with a slow pleasure cruise that could handle prince and the people who accompanied him as well as myself and other RaSharon elite.

The elite wouldnt actually stay on the ship, but visit it from the various cities we passed. However, I could not delay too much bringing the [First Prince] to et Father, so the ship would have to have a place suitable for sleeping. While the ship would travel slowly, it would also travel constantly, without stopping at night.

It didnt take a genius to realise that six weeks were not enough ti to build what I wanted; it possibly wasnt long enough to even gather the raw materials. So I would have to cheat. I would have multiple smaller barges lashed together and a platform constructed on them, with structures built on top of that. Wood would be used sparingly in construction with much of the material being used being woven reeds.

I stopped by the docks to make certain construction would begin on ti while also sending for the [River Master] to be prepared to bring back to the capital tomorrow morning. I would have dinner with the [Governor] tonight and be eating dinner in the royal palace tomorrow night. After that Well, even the [Governor] was dropping hints that he knew what happened next, which I was taking as a subtle ssage from my eldest brother.

The court has been astir since you left, the [Governor] was showing off his wealth again, as both our plates featured Charol at. Charol being a monster found far to the north that resembled a lion with three heads. Much like a cerberus, which was also a thing but not particularly edible. No one had expected your request to be approved, most everyone is scrambling around to see how this will change things.

Most everyone is not everyone, I take a bite of the al, savoring the at and herb taste before continuing. I believe there are at least so who see as Father does and understand the gains that we stand to make.

To be sure, Princess, but even if everyone is not scrambling, everyone is certainly making moves. The [First Prince] has even decided to spearhead a few projects in the southern reaches, to reinforce the province and keep it in line.

Truly? Well I hope he will return to et the HinTye [First Prince], I had to work to prevent my eyes from narrowing. There was a lot to unpack there. I had hoped for the two of them to form a friendship.

Ah, and there is a ssage from him to you as well, the [Governor] said, motioning for a [Servant] to bring it to . I apologise for not ntioning it before, but the [First Prince] asked to wait until now.

I wasnt listening to the [Governor] anymore, instead I was scanning the ssage. It was short and to the point:

The palace is yours on loan. Succeed and I will co north to join and your way out is guaranteed.

It wasnt signed, but my eldest brother had a Skill that allowed him to stamp his writing in a way that made it impossible to copy. The stamp was present, which ans that this was the guaranteed words of my brother and that the pressure had just gone up imnsely.

My elder brother going south could an a lot of things. It could an that he expected to be able to relocate troops from the northeastern border to the south to help hold and pacify the territory. Alternatively, it could an that he wanted to make sure that the fortifications in the south were strong enough to survive attack even if he removed troops from them to march north.

It certainly ant that he didnt want to talk to , and that was bad. He was worried, probably that I had a Skill that would allow to control him sohow. I doubted it, his Willpower would be quite high, but on the other hand, my Charisma was very high as well. If he was worried about , then that would an I might be considered a threat to be eliminated, so I would have to allay his fears as soon as possible.

Perhaps I should get a [Priest] to send him a copy of my nu? That was personal and invasive, but so was getting stabbed and I had already tried being stabbed once. The real question was, why was he worried?

Because I could silence the [Governor] with a single word and was manipulating him with my Skills throughout our etings I thought to myself, realising that I was a fool. I knew that the [Governor] was reporting to my brother, so of course he would have told him. There was more to politics and intrigue than Skill, and I had precious little skill because I had refused to participate.

It seed like a good idea at the ti, I muttered under my breath as I sat back in my chair. Well, I had secured a palace for the HinTye prince without having to beg, so silver linings I guess.

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