Arknights? Colonization Ark!

The Rostov family was not native to the imperial capital, but rather nobles from Chernobyl. They had only recently come to the imperial capital collectively to put pressure on the Emperor and demand the recovery of the military power of the Third Baikal Army.

As one of the two decision-makers in Chernobyl, they had to come in person because Mayor Boris had to stay in the city.

And because this was a rare visit to the provincial capital, Rostov felt it necessary to have his daughter come along to make new friends and learn how to manage relationships.

Even though she was only thirteen.

Natalia thought of that tall and extraordinary figure, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy, thinking that she and her parents had made the right decision this time.

"I learned a lot from my teacher. It's hard to imagine that she is so young but knows so much."

My father picked up the wine glass beside him, took a sip, and continued

"She has been through more than you can imagine. Her family was once a retainer of a duke, but they chose the wrong side. Her parents were exiled to the snowfield to mine. With the help of a certain important person, she escaped to Leitania, and later went to Victoria and Columbia. More than a decade has passed, and she only had the chance to come back half a year ago. What a pity..."

He shook his head and didn't say anything further.

The mother on the side also joined in. She had never seen that person, but had only heard her husband praise him a few times.

"You must work hard around her. If you can learn a little bit of the noble manners of Leitania and Victoria, it will also help us to gain face in front of others."

But her father clearly disagreed.

"I hope you can learn her business skills. Even the great nobles in the imperial capital admire her. If she is not unwilling, there are many people who would like to entrust their business to her."

Feeling the pressure from her parents at home, she could only bite the bullet and agree.

"I will work hard."

She spent her lunch time listening to her parents' nagging.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, her father went to the palace, saying that there was an important meeting, and her mother went to the afternoon tea party of the noble ladies. She needed to study with the teacher.

There aren’t many people, but that’s the circle.

Walking on the streets of the imperial capital, Natalia deeply felt the prosperity here, but what was needed was still there.

The beggars and poor people who flashed by in the corners, the infected people who were chased on the streets, and the children who had to clean chimneys to earn money at the age of four or five.

Not everyone has an Origin Stone heater at home. Of course, Origin Stone heaters need to be cleaned more, but that is much more dangerous. It is not something a child can earn by risking their lives. Without professional equipment, going in is basically equivalent to being infected.

It's all fate.

Her father warned her more than once to put away her overflowing sympathy, but she could only close her eyes and pretend not to see it.

When we arrived at the place, there were already several girls there. The boys preferred to go racing or hunting outside the city rather than studying.

She looked around, but didn't see the teacher.

"I'm behind you."

A slightly neutral and magnetic female voice suddenly sounded behind her, scaring her so much that she turned around quickly.

The woman behind her was quite tall, blocking out the sunlight. Her personality was as bright as her long golden hair. Her light blue pupils and toothy smile did not make her look like a lady at all. Instead, she looked like a bottomless pool.

The only pity is the scar under the right eye, which completely ruins the originally beautiful face and makes it look a little hideous.

She herself said that this was the scar left behind back then.

It was precisely this scar and the overwhelming aura that made the boys very reluctant to come here.

After all, the men in Ursus are very strong-willed, and no one wants to admit that he is suppressed by a woman in terms of momentum.

She walked two or three steps to a hardcore military vehicle parked on the side of the road and shouted to the noble girls

"Get in the car. I'm taking you to a fun new place."

Yes, she had never taught these people any aristocratic etiquette or business methods. With their tacit consent, she took these aristocratic girls around to have fun, but she didn't teach them anything.

If she were an aristocratic woman from places like Victoria, she would probably have turned around and left.

But this is Ursus.

So the girls climbed into her car without hesitation.

Amid the chattering of the girls, the car quickly drove into the armory of the military camp.

She had been doing business in the imperial capital for half a year, and there was no place in the entire city that she could not go except the imperial palace and a few very confidential places.

I just swiped my face in front of the guarding military police and they let me pass.

After getting off the bus and finding themselves surrounded by heavily guarded soldiers, the girls were still nervous for a while and followed their teacher closely, not daring to leave even a step.

"Choose one."

The teacher stood in front of a row of weapons and introduced these deadly weapons to the girls with great interest.

This is not a big deal. Terra has abundant martial virtues, and Ursus even more so. Many families have their own Originium skills or martial arts inheritance, regardless of gender.

Natalia looked at the crossbow, saber, and Originium staff on the table...

She went through all of the same things but felt nothing. She came from a merchant aristocratic family and was not familiar with these things.

But soon she was attracted by a big thing piled in the corner.

As if he had seen through her thoughts, the teacher said to her in a strange way:

"This is a siege weapon, usually used to shoot grappling hooks in boarding battles. You're not interested in this, are you?"

Natalia didn't say anything, just looked at her thin arms and shook her head. The teacher sneered, greeted the guard on duty, and soon brought a small grappling gun.

"You should try this first."

“Balalaika!”

Suddenly there was a voice at the door. Balalaika looked sideways and then turned back to Natalia and the others and said

"You guys continue."

Then he asked the guards to teach the girls how to operate weapons, and he walked out alone.

Her name is Balalaika.

He is the temporary teacher of these noble daughters.

He is the retainer and staff of the new nobility.

It's the scales of a black snake.

He is also the messenger of Xueyuan.

Chapter 45: It’s all my money!

Balalaika followed the gendarmes who came to summon him all the way to a noble mansion.

This was an elder she had known when her family was still alive. He had a good relationship with her father and took advantage of the power vacuum after the rebellion to make a fortune in the source stone industry and established a business in the imperial capital. This time she came here to get close to this person in the name of seeking refuge.

At first, the other party thought she was just a freeloader, and because of their past relationship, he gave her a 12th-level civil servant position.

But soon, before the aftermath of the original corruption account incident had subsided, they encountered the issue of reduced production of Snowfield Origin Stone. The profits of major factories fell collectively last year, and many industries even suffered huge losses.

This gave her an opportunity.

After several risk avoidance suggestions and predictions came true, she quickly became the top overseas-educated economist in the eyes of this group of upstarts. People kept coming to her for investment advice, and her net worth naturally soared.

Even this uncle who had never looked at her straight in the eye before had to bend down and ask her for advice.

But sometimes, predictions that are too accurate can make people even more angry.

This nominal uncle immediately came over to greet her when he saw her come in.

"Just as you expected, His Majesty not only did not punish that guy, but he also protected him!"

The distorted expression, trembling beard and flying saliva all showed that he was in a terrible mood at the moment.

Balalaika quickly poured a glass of water for the old man in front of her. In case the old man suddenly had a heart attack and passed away, she would have to find another buyer.

"Calm down, uncle. Our Majesty has just been deceived by a villain."

"Cheat? Who else can deceive our wise Majesty? I think what you said at the beginning was absolutely right. Unrestrained power is..."

Before he could finish his words, Balalaika immediately covered his mouth.

"Uncle, there are some things that you can't say carelessly."

Balalaika's slow words made him break out in a cold sweat.

Realizing that he had said something out of turn, he quickly shut his mouth. There were countless ears and eyes in the imperial capital for His Majesty to spies on, and if he said something he shouldn't have, he could have his nose cut off by those elusive imperial guards at any time in one night.

After calming down, he finally told his niece about the content of today's meeting in the palace. Now he basically regards her as his confidant and asks for her opinion on many things.

"This afternoon, as soon as the Duke arrived in the Imperial Capital, His Majesty convened the Imperial Parliament."

.........

The current Emperor of Ursus, Fyodor, sat on his throne, spitting as he looked at the dozen or so people in front of him.

This so-called Imperial Parliament now looks not much better than a busy vegetable market. If he hadn't been sitting here, this group of people might have already started fighting.

Although this group of people may not be able to defeat the Duke of Baikal on the opposite side when they are combined.

Baikal, the target, is still confused. The evidences of his crimes that this group of people have just put on him are too numerous to list.

The only thing missing is to say that he was responsible for the death of the late emperor.

After listening for a long time, he finally figured out what was going on. It turned out that these people were blaming themselves for the factory's losses.

It was said that he had his troops on the snowy plains, raising enemies and deliberately reducing the production of source stones.

These new nobles had almost the same rights as the old nobles, and they had fiefs and titles.

But there is a problem, that is, most of the source stone mines in Ursus are in the hands of the old nobles, and the new nobles account for less than 20% of the mineral resources.

After all the ore output from the source stone mines is smelted in the refinery, theoretically, after deducting the consumption of the city engine, the remaining 70% belongs to the national treasury and 30% belongs to the territory nobles. Of course, this number may be reversed in reality.

During this process, these source stones will pass through the hands of countless people, and not many will end up in the national treasury.

But although it is not much, no one can take advantage of the money, otherwise the emperor will find fault with him.

Once the production of Originium decreases, the Emperor will not lose anything, and the old nobles will not lose anything, so the only ones who will lose anything are the new nobles.

The power of the new aristocracy comes from money. Anyone who touches their money is tantamount to asking for their life.

Baikal was also speechless. If he said that banditry was rampant, others would not believe him at all. They swore that how could banditry stop the regular army?

You can't say that he and Kosciuszko conspired to raise the knife and prepare an excuse to start a war, right?

If the matter were to be exposed, the emperor would definitely be the first to take his life.

In the end, he actually fucking flipped over. That's the funniest thing. If I tell you the truth, he's dead.

So what else can he say?

The reduction in Originium production means that all the infected have died. There is a shortage of manpower. You must intensify the search!!!

Only then will the mine have enough manpower to mine.

As for how many infected people have died and how many are still alive and working, no one has ever cared about this matter.

The reason for the snow is due to various historical reasons and chaotic management. Everyone who goes there has a headache and no one has ever cared.

What Baikal is thinking about now is to survive this disaster, then organize the army to go back and hang the rebels, and then everyone will continue to play music and dance.

Witt felt a headache watching these people clamoring. As the leader pushed forward by the new nobles, he certainly knew that his profits had declined last year because his own industry had also been damaged.

But he knew even more clearly that the emperor would not and could not touch Baikal, because Fedor had already had some complaints against him because of what had happened before.

Moreover, if Baikal were to be attacked at this time because of these things, it would basically be equivalent to starting a civil war. Even if he had ten heads, they would not be enough to chop off.

So we can only try to be neutral and try to smooth things over.

Finally, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were focused on the silent Emperor.

The emperor's face was calm, without any expression.

"Stop making noise, why are you looking at me? Just continue."

The deep voice echoed in the Imperial Parliament Hall, and anyone could hear that the emperor was in a bad mood.

"Now you remember that there is an emperor like me?"

"When you were taking money from my treasury bank, why didn't you remember that I was your emperor? Where did you put me at that time?"