Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 118 Work Inspection
Harvey threw the letter sent by the magic messenger into the pile of waste paper, folded the reply letter he had just written, snapped his fingers to summon a new messenger, and watched it flap its wings and fly out of the window on the second floor of the castle.

This was the third time he had written back to reject the request of George Santos, Vice President of the Dragonstone Chamber of Commerce, to visit the Pioneer Territory.

It's no wonder that Earl Fagan of Grizzly Castle wants to take the blame for himself because of his secretive attitude. Any outsider who knows the inside story would probably suspect that Harvey's behavior of leaving the southern border and hiding in the north to open up the wasteland is a cover for some of his own unspeakable evil deeds.

At this moment, Earl Feigen was frightened by the magic sniper he sent out, and soon received a joint investigation from the Royal Capital Noble Court Council and the Federation. Although the victim in this incident was still Harvey, it seemed that his existence was once again completely ignored.

The royal nobles and magical politicians were interested in the interest disputes and armed conflicts between the nobles and spellcasters involved in this incident. They could gain a lot of benefits that would satisfy their own camp through continuous wrangling.

As for the real victim... he didn't come from a big wizard family, nor was he the favorite disciple of a high-ranking official in the Federation. All we need to do is send a letter to appease him.

Since this was not the first time that Harvey had been attacked innocently, the letter of comfort sent this time also came with a small box of neatly stacked intermediate magic stones. This was the best consolation treatment the Federation had given to the necromancer in many years.

"Guards, inform Mr. Asdalen that I'm going to inspect the municipal department... Uh, don't notify them in advance, we'll go directly there."

The young soldier who stood at the door of the study every day and diligently acted as the marble statue was suddenly stunned. This was the first time he received an official defense order from the lord when he went out.

Normally, the lord would never leave the house. Most of the time, he would order his alchemy beast servants to make tea and add water for him, or go to the kitchen to get some pastries for midnight snacks.

The soldier put his feet together, raised his hands and clenched his fists on his chest, turned and left the study with a slightly flushed face, and went downstairs to inform the chief consultant Mr. Asdarren who was busy in the laboratory.

When Harvey really stepped out of the main gate of the castle, he was immediately frightened by the guards waiting at the door.

Twelve tall and strong defense soldiers, carrying magic guns on their backs, skillfully surrounded him. The strong men from the wilderness, who were an average of 1.8 meters tall, formed a human wall on all four sides, making it difficult for Harvey, who was slightly shorter, to see the road ahead clearly.

The team was followed in front and behind by two huge bear-shaped alchemical beasts, which spewed out thick white steam and followed the soldiers' instructions with heavy steps.

Through the gaps in the human wall, Harvey could barely see two soldiers with guns leading the way not far ahead, while loudly driving away the crowd that came too close on the street.

"When the Lord is out, civilians, please get out of the way immediately! Do not attempt to approach, or you will be arrested on the spot!"

Harvey closed his eyes speechlessly, not enjoying this kind of "local emperor" treatment at all.

But he also expressed understanding for the overreactions and behaviors of these soldiers who are responsible for their own personal safety.

After all, the incident of someone sneaking into the territory and almost being shot to death really left psychological trauma on many of his loyal people.

"If we develop and manufacture the alchemical carriage as soon as possible, we can avoid being caught in such an embarrassing situation again..."

It doesn't matter if the carriage is not bulletproof, Harvey himself just needs to be bulletproof.

...A group of people came to the municipal center next to the market area in a mighty procession. As expected, they found that a line of people had already lined up at the entrance of the two-story municipal office, eagerly awaiting the Lord's arrival.

Now Harvey's plans of "secret visit" or "surprise inspection" have all gone down the drain.

This was his first time at the Municipal Center. When this core institution responsible for the daily management of the territory was first established, Harvey enthusiastically drew the blueprints of this two-story concrete building by hand.

Reiner went to the mining area in the southwest of the territory to handle work today. In the busy municipal center, there were only two deputies who had worked with him for a long time, who were trembling with fear and fear in charge of the reception work for the lord's inspection.

Harvey felt that the two men looked familiar. After asking, he found out that they were both the first group of refugees rescued by Pierce and brought back to the territory.

Compared with the large number of poor people who joined the territory later, Reiner obviously trusted and valued these veteran refugees who joined the territory in the first place.

Their identities were clean and they had no connection with the nobles in the southern border. Whether it was Lord Harvey or Reiner, Pierce and others, they had all saved the lives of these twenty people, not to mention that they later provided them with free treatment, food and shelter, which was enough to make them maintain their gratitude and loyalty to the lord for a long time.

Therefore, with Harvey's tacit consent, Reiner arranged all of them into various important management and production institutions in the territory, making them the first group of powerful officials.

The two people who received Harvey were relatively excellent students in the night literacy school that Asdalen persisted in, so Reiner directly asked them to follow him and handle some important management affairs.

"My Lord, we've set up a Citizen Affairs Reception Desk in the lobby on the first floor. It's responsible for handling all daily administrative work within the territory," the middle-aged official named Orange Peel explained to Harvey in a clear and organized manner. "This working group is specifically responsible for the reception and identity verification of refugees..."

"This working group is responsible for the management of the convenience market... and this working group is specifically responsible for all factory production projects within the territory..."

While listening to the report, Harvey casually asked, "Where is the department responsible for free education and medical care located?"

Another young official, who had been a bit more silent, immediately chimed in, "Sir, they're all upstairs. The colleagues from the medical and education teams prefer a quieter work environment. Besides, they rarely stay at the municipal office on weekdays. They spend most of their time at the school and the hospital..."

Harvey nodded, indicating that he was very satisfied with this office model.

After all, I just casually mentioned a few ideas at the beginning, but I didn't expect that Asdalen and Reiner could make it so organized. It has to be said that the alchemical life in an absolutely rational mode is the best candidate to handle government affairs and auxiliary management work.

"Your commander, General Reiner, has he ever mentioned to you the new orders I issued recently?" Harvey stopped and stood in the middle of the hall, still surrounded by soldiers.

Orange Peel squeezed his head through the gap between the two sturdy soldiers with some difficulty and replied with a smile, "My Lord, General Reiner announced to us three days ago that he would set up a separate inspection department to investigate all illegal and disorderly incidents in the territory..."

The younger officials also followed suit, squinting their heads into the crowd and adding calmly, "Sir, the location for the new inspection department's office has been assigned to the Ministry of Construction. Now the only thing left is the name of the department. What do you think..."

Javilio raised his hand awkwardly to separate the soldiers who were surrounding him. "I've already made up my mind. The new department will be called the Police Department."

(End of this chapter)