The Vastness of Magi Chapter 334 - 334 Volume 6 Cautious Planning 2 Crisis and

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Chapter 334: Volu 6: Cautious Planning Chapter 2: Crisis and Opportunity

Just as March began, the chill gradually subsided, and the warm sunshine quietly arrived after a few rains, bringing life to the green expanse of the earth. The crops that had been sown after the burning of fallow fields had already sprouted new shoots at the edge of the field, and Kor silently observed these changes that seed sowhat abrupt with his arms folded.

Months of hustle and bustle passed in countless early mornings and late nights. From Kor to Ilot, to those around him tasked with various responsibilities, almost none longed for the quiet comfort of lying in bed for a whole day and night, having experienced intense hard work for a long ti that made everyone feel that life had suddenly beco imnsely fulfilling, yet also fully understand what it ant to be overwheld with a myriad of tasks. Traveling between the vast Ugru from Mattdam to Bahomon and then to Darman, Kor didn’t know how many tis he had traversed these two roads over three months, inspecting the progress of road construction, checking on mine preparations, attending the opening of new workshops and stores—in short, anything that wasn’t originally a lord’s duty but could bring even the slightest benefit to Caucasus’s future developnt, Puber made sure Kor was involved in. However, the diligent assistants also relieved Kor of much of the work.

Kor felt sowhat emotional, wondering why he, as a lord, had to toil so hard, while in his eyes, other lords did not seem to labor in such a way. llow wine, beautiful won, balls, banquets, gambling, and play—these were what a lord was naturally entitled to enjoy. Yet all of this was overturned upon arrival in Caucasus. Perhaps this was what set a Caucasus Lord apart from other lords, thought Kor to himself.

“Boss, Boss!” The listless shouting from behind was hoarse, like a male duck erging from a duck pen. Excessive fatigue had turned Puber’s already malnourished body into a sack of bones and Kor even maliciously imagined that his good friend and comrade-in-arms would hardly look any different from a skeleton. Perhaps it was because of his own busyness that Puber never relaxed his demands on others, with almost every day’s schedule arranged by Puber so tightly packed that, if not for Kor needing ti for magic cultivation, Puber would unabashedly seize even his nightti hours for public affairs.

Seeing Kor’s indifferent reaction, Puber didn’t mind at all. Always dedicated to the revitalization of Caucasus, Puber had fully imrsed himself in the role of a Caucasian official. From the living, working, and production conditions of the immigrants to the developnt of the mines and construction of roads by the indigenous people, Puber had to be briefed daily by the newly recruited clerks. He would personally inspect any work he was dissatisfied with, exemplifying the model of a dedicated official.

In Kor’s eyes, however, this was a typical manifestation of enjoying the feeling of wielding great power—ticulous to the extre; if administrative officers behaved like that, wouldn’t they turn into mother hens? But Kor had to admit that at a ti when grassroots officials were in dire shortage and public sentint had not yet stabilized, it was absolutely necessary for both him and Puber to deeply engage with the local populace, which quickly won them so goodwill from the newcors.

Puber, enduring a state of fatigue and excitent for a long ti, was close to the brink of collapse. However, his thirst for power still kept him bustling with various affairs every day, which Kor found both amusing and admirable. After all, having such a loyal and diligent partner and assistant made his own responsibilities and stress much lighter.

One could say that after Puber, Hesse, Neptune, and others joined forces with Hozer, Reese, and representatives of the new immigrants, the entire Caucasus was in a state of high-speed operation. Despite so minor conflicts and episodes, nothing could stop Caucasus, ticking like a wound-up machine from the Coast of the Nether Sea to the Great Swamp at Catania River, from the southern edge of the barbarians’ control zone to the forests bordering Leon in the north. It seed as if one could see the figures of immigrants everywhere.

The influx of a large number of immigrants impacted the number of fragnted migrants from all over the Continent as their numbers suddenly surged. When the migrants from three areas had not yet moved in, there were only a few scattered immigrants, but the relocation of more than a hundred thousand immigrants from three areas was like a live advertisent for Caucasus, imdiately attracting more attention. Landless farrs, craftsn dependent on inco, bankrupt nobles living off mischief, curious adventurers, small rchants searching for wealth opportunities, vagrants living on odd jobs, brothel madams and prostitutes looking for new patrons, and even wandering bards ca rushing towards Caucasus in disarray, headache for Reese, the Director of Internal Affairs and Judicial Affairs. Although Kor had agreed to recruit several assistants from both the immigrants and the indigenous to help Reese with the inevitable daily affairs, and even dispatched fifty soldiers from the Lord’s Guard every week to assist the Judicial Officer in patrolling Ugru for public safety, as the composition of migrants to Caucasus beca increasingly complex, the security situation was worsening.

“Puber, there’s no need for such bashfulness; I know you thoroughly enjoy this life. But you don’t have to expose all your joy on your face. Look at those dark circles under your eyes; who knows with which woman you’ve spent the night on her belly? Succubus Queen?”