Throne of the North.

Chapter 794 Where Will the Natives Go? The Knight Academy's Enrollment
Mikragard, Llane arrived from the dimensional gate. The world was growing colder and colder, and he had no idea how much time was left.

"Avril hasn't had a good appetite lately, is there anything we can do?"

Ryan asked casually, and the lady-in-waiting beside him replied:

"That's normal, isn't it? Maybe the food in the frozen tundra doesn't suit your taste."

"Then write me a letter to Viscount Melendez."

Ryan walked to the edge of the deck, feeling the cold wind blowing in the air.

"Remember to write one more sentence in the letter."

"I told him that I had acquired some ships and asked the painter to attach a picture of a raven ship for Viscount Melendez to see."

He pointed to the boat at his feet and said:

“These ships are really a problem in the Frozen Territory. If we put them in Lake Northgard, those armored bears will definitely be unhappy, and that girl Bogeld will probably complain again.”

The viscountess beside him nodded. She naturally knew that Baron Ryan's father-in-law, Viscount Melendez, was a very wealthy river-source noble in the empire, who made his fortune from distant lands by sailing.

but……

"This matter is probably a bit difficult."

"Oh?"

"That painter you brought back from the south, Mr. Scott Alexander, is not currently in the Frozen Territory. Last month, when the Sven priest from the Kingdom of Coran delivered the gold coins, Mr. Scott saw them. After learning the Sven priest's identity, he excitedly went to the Kingdom of Coran with several bards."

"What are you talking about, trying to elevate the relationship between philosophy and the divine?"

"Besides him, there is no other painter in the entire Frozen Territory."

Ryan thought of that unconventional painter, but didn't pay much attention to his whereabouts after learning where he had gone.

"Then forget it. Just mention it in the letter. Viscount Melendez can tell from the words how massive the Raven Ship is."

After speaking, he asked again:

"What's been the reaction of the natives on those ships lately?"

The Viscountess, who had an intelligence network in the frozen tundra, replied:
“I have recently learned some things about the frozen tundra from their own people. You are right, these natives are not farmers who yearn to cultivate the land, nor do they have the experience or tradition of farming. They hope to acquire wealth and, through that wealth, obtain a better quality of life.”

Ryan laughed.

"It's not an easy thing to do."

"Of course, all their wealth belongs to you, Ryan."

"By the way, Miss Liv is planning to recruit a group of people, and I think she wants you to grant them power."

"How did she get out? Wasn't she supposed to absorb the energy of that wizard's array?"

“Miss Liv said time is tight, but she can do other things while absorbing energy.”

What is she planning to do?

"She probably wanted to go to the west coast. She asked me about Lord Amai when we were in the Frozen Territory. She went to the Wall fortress in the north."

Ryan thought about it and then decided not to ask any further questions.

He had originally planned to send Liv to the Imperial Navy, and having some of her personal guards wouldn't be a bad idea. He could then give Liv a title of nobility.

Now that the rumors about Mikragard had succeeded, Ryan sent the Viscountess back to the Frozen Territory, and at the same time, he was arranging for the people of this world to gradually settle in the Frozen Territory.

The population of this world brought Ryan over 200,000 in spiritual balance income, but for the Frozen Territory, it meant an additional population pressure of over 200,000 people.

This is also the reason for Ryan's headache.

He still hasn't fully resolved the survival issues of Nidhogg's million inhabitants, and now another large number of subjects have joined the ranks.

Although the substantial income from spiritual activities made him very happy, a whole host of problems also arose.

Nidhogg can still be delayed, but Mikragard, that great sun will soon be extinguished, and the whole world will be frozen, so there's no time to delay it.

"How can this be resolved?"

As he watched the raven ships that returned, unloading vast amounts of treasure, come and go, disappearing against the backdrop of the 'sun,' Ryan began to ponder.

He couldn't just throw these people into some random place and let them fend for themselves. More than 200,000 people couldn't be just casually arranged. Liv's idea was correct; waste was shameful, and Ryan didn't want any of their productivity to be wasted.

They should always generate taxes for themselves.

"Are they very good at using resources for trading?"

Ryan muttered to himself as he asked a group of people, all of whom were considered quite capable among the more than 200,000 people present, and inquired about their thoughts in the Frozen Territory.

The answers I received were somewhat repetitive.

They wanted Ryan to grant them management control of their caravan, as well as some control over the distribution of their supplies, along with a badge that would be valid in the North and even the world. They wanted to swear allegiance to Ryan while also promising to create more wealth for him.

Ideally, they should also be given access to a Raven Ship.

Ryan never expected that those who most approved of Emperor Columbus IV's trade licenses were actually the people of this other world.

When Ryan mentioned the trade permit, the natives of Mikragard's eyes lit up, showing a great deal of approval for the emperor they had never met.

"The people of this world are not fit to be your subjects."

Even Archmage McKen, who was least concerned with ruling, gave such an attitude and insight to Ryan, and Ryan did not disappoint the Archmage, agreeing with this statement.

"But they cannot be anything other than your people, nor can they leave you."

Archmage McCann said this, and Ryan agreed.

Because he possesses the last legacy of this world, and he wields the power of spiritual blessing, strictly speaking, it is not that he needs these people, but rather that the natives of this world, who are now facing the end of the world, are the property sold to him from the wizards and are now under his rule.

Their rights within the tundra territory are even fewer than those of ordinary farming families because of this relationship.

However, because these natives displayed their own innate abilities after the wizards were no longer suppressing and controlling them, it all seemed less real.

There is.

Even the people of Mikragard, who had never been ruled by a noble lord for countless years, did not show much reverence for noble lords. However, they were extremely afraid of Liv's existence.

Every time the woman with the unique raven perched on her shoulder appeared before these people, it was as if their wisdom was being suppressed, and they were all too afraid to raise their heads.

The shadow that Liv cast on them over the years is still quite severe.

“Zero Crossing City might be the most suitable place for them, but it is overcrowded and cannot accommodate so many people.”

Ryan pondered for a moment, then returned to the Frozen Territory in the evening, and set off for Northwind County early the next morning.

In Earl Winter's castle, Ryan and the Earl discussed matters.

"I plan to arrange for a group of people to move into Northwind City."

The city had become deserted due to the expansion and rise of Lingdu City; everything that was once prosperous had become desolate. "Why are you asking me about this?"

Earl Winter frowned and asked, but quickly realized what was happening and stared at Ryan with wide eyes.

"You've discovered another alternate dimension?"

The count barely suppressed his shock as he spoke.

Today, it is no secret among the nobles of the North Wind why Baron Ryan has become so powerful; with such a large population and so many special products, it is impossible to hide it.

The other world is a rapidly developing source of wealth, a fact that is generally acknowledged. Although the nobles do not yet understand why the people of the frozen territories have become Ryan's subjects so naturally, they cannot help but envy Baron Ryan's good fortune and the terrifying divine grace he possesses.

Only divine favor could have brought Ryan such good fortune; this was the consensus among the nobles.

Ryan nodded silently, which made Earl Winter's face turn particularly ugly, as he felt that this was Ryan showing off.

“Your Excellency, there’s no need to be so nervous.”

"Northwind City was once the only major city in the Northern Province. After all, it is located in Northwind County. Your prestige is indispensable on this land, Earl. It is only natural for me to tell you."

"At the same time, there is another matter."

"I plan to build another city in the North Wind Province."

Northwind City alone cannot accommodate everyone in Mikragard, so finding another place is necessary.

"It's not so much rebuilding, but I plan to expand Cold Mountain City and Golden Wheat City, making them the second gateway and defense line for the Northern Wind Province facing the northern border."

“In previous years, the disasters we encountered when facing the threat from the North were terrible. Earl Winter, you know that once the Fragrant Mountain Plains Fortress was breached, the orcs could advance unimpeded into the entire Northwind Province. They could even travel directly from the Fragrant Mountain Plains to Northwind County and appear at your doorstep.”

The Earl of Winter's territory was also the site of a terrible war, which resulted in unimaginable losses for the Earl of Winter, and the country has not yet recovered to this day.

Unfortunately, not every nobleman is like Baron Ryan, who can easily find another world and recruit people from there to restore the population of his territory.

Often, nobles require a much longer period of time.

Recently, as the new emperor has stopped being indifferent to the north wind, the nobles of this land are gradually integrating into the imperial noble circle. Earl Winter is also buying slaves from the south, but with little effect.

"That's unnecessary, Ryan."

Earl Winter frowned. He knew very well that if Cold Mountain City and Golden Wheat City were to be expanded, the cost would be very high, and it would definitely be funded and manpower-intensive by the nobles.

"The Xiangshan Plains fortress is impregnable; we all acknowledge Viscount Landa's capabilities, don't we?"

"Moreover, the orcs have already been utterly destroyed, and they will not have the ability to invade us again for at least a hundred years."

Earl Winter has been spending quite a bit lately. He has begun cooperating with the Mage's Guild to increase the number of Unicorn Flying Wolves by providing them with the magical potions and various materials they need.

This is a large sum of money.

“I firmly believe that the danger has never gone away. We are the land at the northern border, the second line of defense of the North Wind Province, and also the logistics and supply base of the Xiangshan Plain Fortress. The expansion of these two cities is inevitable.”

Ryan shook his head, reaffirming his decision, and Earl Winter knew he couldn't stop him.

"My territory doesn't produce much."

“That’s not the most important thing, Your Excellency.”

Ryan smiled and shook his head, not dwelling on the matter.

"Besides these things, there is one more thing I want to say here."

"Over on the North Wind Avenue, our Northern Knight Academy has been completed. I spent a lot of effort on it."

"I plan to make it possible for the sons of nobles to enter and cultivate there."

“Children living on this land have no right to be lazy. I don’t want the descendants of nobles to be unable to even run away when foreign tribes cross our defenses in the future.”

"Knight Academy?"

Earl Winter knew about it, of course, though it was a secret, but he was the earl of this province.

“I’ve heard that you want to train more than just knights for the Northwind Province.”

In response, Ryan stated the truth:
"That's right, with more competitors, only the best can stand out, isn't that true?"

“Ryan, although His Majesty the Emperor and you have a good relationship, this will definitely displease His Majesty. Moreover, the Knight Academy in the capital city is our first choice.”

Ryan nodded, agreeing with Earl Winter's point of view, but also continued:

"That was in the past. The Imperial Knight Academy trained countless knights, with new students joining and knights graduating every year. But Earl Winter was not unaware of what was happening in the Neiqiu Province."

"In the competition for the magical potion that ignites the flame of life, the children of the nobles in our Northwind Province will definitely not be able to compete with the children of the nobles in the South."

“You saw it yourself, Earl. Not long ago, during the war when the vengeful knights marched south, we witnessed how terrifying the power of our southern nobles on the Norris Continent was. If they exerted their strength, they could influence any internal human war.”

"Of course, as Earl, you certainly don't have these concerns. Great nobles never have to worry about whether the life potions produced in the Neiqiu Province are insufficient."

"However, I believe that the Knight Academy I established is the best choice for your child."

“That place can provide Castor Winter with the best environment to get along with his peers.”

Castor Winter was a name prominent enough in the province of Northwind, as he was the next Earl of the Winter family, but the problem was that he was the second son, and that the eldest son was still alive.

One of the main reasons Ryan was able to gain control of the Northwind Province from Earl Winter, who had ruled it for thirty years, was the assistance he received from within the Earl Winter family.

The nobles did not like this kind of thing to happen, but they had no choice. Just like Viscount Miles, who illegitimately inherited the title in Zero Cross County, the nobles were very hostile to him.

Earl Winter didn't have to consider anything else Ryan mentioned, but he did have to consider the future of the Earl Winter family.

His era will eventually pass, and his children will have a new era, but the Earl of Winter in that era will surely have a more difficult time than he did.

Upon hearing this, Earl Winter fell silent.

In terms of status, the heirs of earls and those of nobles are the same. However, in terms of status, the heirs of the Earl of Winter are distinguished from other noble heirs by the distinction between the eldest son and the second son.

Young people tend to form cliques, especially the children of nobles. The distinction of seniority means that Castor will not have many friends.

If Earl Winter were still the same Earl Winter from a few years ago, and were the Governor of the North Wind, then none of these things would matter.

However, the current ruler of the Northwind Province is Ryan Clayton, and besides Ryan Clayton, there is also the Marquis of Northwind, who is growing up and will inherit the governorship of Northwind due to hereditary authority.

Ryan is not very old, so his children are still living in Ryan's time, as well as the grown-up Marquis of Northwind.

Then this matter becomes quite troublesome.

The Earl of Winter's territory could not be moved.

"I will let Castor enter the Knight Academy, but can your Knight Academy really compare to the one in the Imperial Capital?"

"of course."

Ryan said with a confident smile, he was very confident about it, especially after the gains he had made in Mikragard.

(End of this chapter)