If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

Sana rode her mare, passing the transport convoy beside her, and headed for the Lion Territory.

The horse was only three years old, with thick and smooth hair, a completely black body and white hooves. It came from Meadow Ranch and was one of the gifts that Gweil had given her.

She loved it so much at the time that she named it Early Summer to refer to their friendship when they first met.

This horse has been blessed by Gweil since childhood. It has excellent breed, great endurance, a steady gait, and is as agile as its owner. It has great potential for growth.

The war is over and the external crisis has been resolved, but that doesn't mean everyone can relax.

On the contrary, because of the annexation of the Lion Territory, all the officials were a little overwhelmed.

Because Roman drew five hundred clerks from the existing administrative system and sent them to govern the Lion Territory.

The vacancies of five hundred people will be filled by new people.

A huge amount of aid materials need to be prepared.

Transport convoys also need to be organized.

And the most important spring plowing in Fengrao City must also be completed as soon as possible.

They were very busy in the City of Plenty, but Sana took time out and went to the Lion Territory.

She galloped along the road, stopped by the stream to drink water when she was tired, and fed the mare with dry food from the bag.

By the evening, we successfully arrived at the Lion Castle.

The towers bore the banner of the Iron Throne, but the walls looked charred and ugly.

The castle was burned down some time ago and was later cleaned and repaired, but the hall suddenly became much emptier.

When those loyal to Tashina learned that she owned a territory, they came from Oakland to assist her in ruling.

Daemon, an important official in the inner court, and Tusos, the chief steward of the palace, worked together to create a crown and throne for her.

The crown is inlaid with rare gems such as amber, agate, ice jade, cat's eye, etc., and it is noble and sparkling.

The throne was made of black iron. It was dark and hard, cold and heavy. All the light in the world seemed to have dimmed.

In front of the Iron Throne, all spells are useless.

Iotashina sat on the throne, looking like a real king, and below her was the meeting table of the ministers.

"Your Highness." Sana was extremely surprised when she entered the hall and saw this scene.

"You should address this envoy as Her Majesty, and you should salute her," Maester Royce corrected. After the collapse of Black Castle, this man was one of the few scholars willing to follow Tashina. Now that Tashina was on the rise, his status was rising as well.

Sana suddenly realized that the fearless princess she admired had transformed into the cold Black Iron King and completed her transformation.

Tashina said with dignity and tolerance, "Roman is not here."

"You know that His Highness is unable to get away." Sana explained. Under the gaze of those important court officials, she was rarely nervous.

"He will not leave until the next batch of supplies is ready. This time he sent me to tell you... to kill them all and eradicate them completely."

For some reason, her lips felt dry.

Those gazes suddenly became more serious, as if reminding her that she shouldn't teach the Black Iron King how to do things.

"We are discussing this matter. In my opinion, this fact should not have happened. Sir Joel should never have died at the hands of the king. In principle, you should keep his life, honor and most importantly, his fiefdom." said the eunuch Tusos.

"You should take back your order." Damon, who was promoted to Palace Prime Minister, also thought so.

Sir Joel was a vassal of Earl Filin. After Earl Filin's death, he pledged allegiance to Tahina, but Tahina's answer frightened him.

Everyone thought that Count Filin was crazy because he massacred thousands of people outside the castle that night.

Now it seems that it may not be the Count himself who is mad.

Tashina said, "I'm going to kill them...all of them."

"What you are doing goes against our ancestral teachings!" Bachelor Royce was shocked and almost groaned.

"I have my own rules."

"You guys can go away." Tashina said a little tired.

The important ministers also stood up and left the conference table with sighs.

Tashina and Sana were the only ones left in the hall.

she said. "What do you think?"

Sana immediately replied: "I don't understand these things."

Important state affairs have never concerned the Fisher Girl, even though she is now a qualified combat witch and her status in the military camp is equal to that of a scout captain.

"You will understand what I have said - although Earl Flin is dead, his vassals are still here. I ordered their execution, but the ministers unanimously opposed it, believing that this was not in line with the style of the conqueror's bloodline."

Tashina held her chin with her hand, feeling somewhat helpless.

For some reason, Sana saw a bit of Roman's shadow in this action.

The fiefs of many vassals are not a small number, and the combined population may be larger than that of the entire Lion Territory.

"So what do you think?" Tashina asked the little... young witch who secretly admired her.

The child had been a child when they had first met, but now she was a beautiful woman. During her stay at the Castle of Plenty, she had seen at a glance when Roman had taken away the child's virginity.

"Me?" Sana blinked.

She realized that the princess was really asking for her opinion, so she lowered her head in thought and gave her answer after a moment.

“Roman and I agree,” she said earnestly.

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Tashina gestured for her to continue with interest.

"If you want to harvest 100 kilograms of grain, you have to give 10 kilograms of grain to feed the peasants, but those masters will not agree, because the peasants will oppose them if they have grain. They will only use the grain to support the knights to suppress the peasants' rebellion. Even if they agree to you openly, they will still trip you up in secret."

Even if the food in the castle was moldy and rotten, it would not be given to the peasants.

The first is that farmers have a low status. To put it nicely, they are called farmers, but to put it bluntly, they are called serfs. They are extremely dependent on the land.

Secondly, when the peasants are well fed, the physical fitness gap between them and the war knights can be greatly narrowed.

In addition, development requires rational use of the surplus.

Roman worked hard to give out money, and his financial expenditure was huge every month, but he was willing to do so even if he could only recover less than one-tenth of it.

Because Roman believed that if the lower classes had wealth, the entire Origin City would only prosper.

The nobles did not think so, and they thought that it would be reasonable to pay taxes after 30 years.

Serfs must not be allowed to own their own private wealth!

We must strike hard!

Tashina listened and thought about it.

She asked, “How do you come up with these ideas?”

Sana thought for a moment and pointed to her brain: "Sometimes it comes out from here, continuously... We call it blessing or revelation."

Tashina's eyes flickered.

She knew that Roman could use special methods to enhance the power of his warriors, methods far more secret than magic and closer to those of gods.

And she never asked, and Roman never asked about the smelting techniques of white steel and black iron.

This was the first time she had heard of such a thing.

"He controls your minds?"

"No!" Sana retorted subconsciously. She pursed her lips and whispered, "This is the truth. The truth cannot be controlled... We will judge everything."

Follow your instinct. As long as your instinct tells you that it’s getting better, don’t worry about it. As long as it’s getting better, that’s enough.

She could never go back to the past, back to the era when the aristocracy ruled. She didn't like that era, and no one would like it, except the aristocrats themselves.

Sana silently said in her heart, Break it all, for Roman, for humanity.

"Is there anything else besides the truth?"

Sana thought for a moment and said, "We would say privately or in our hearts: Roman is supreme, or His Highness is supreme..."

'He is using his name to abolish the gods? ' Tashina thought to herself.

She waved and waited until Sana left as well.

Tashina sat on the throne, facing the empty hall, lost in long thought, sometimes frowning, sometimes with a tense expression.

She thought a lot, and finally said in her heart with a doubtful and tentative tone: "Roman is above..."

Nothing happened...

It should be so.