Chapter 128 Great Expectations
"You mean, this is my witch territory?"

"Yes, congratulations, the territory you have always dreamed of is here."

No wonder this little minion Xixi was able to get in touch so quickly.

Carrie is a senior executive, but she has to wait until now. It turns out that she is doing this.

It must be said that Horn was still somewhat touched.

It’s not in vain that I love you, my goddaughter.

He lowered his head and carefully read the map in his hand, while Carrie sat beside him and gave an introduction.

Horn's future territory is a place called Chizhuan Town, with 810 townspeople. The town covers an area of ​​about 50 acres, and its main industry is medicinal material processing.

There are 1919 villagers in the seven nearby villages. In addition to growing grain and fruit trees, they mainly grow medicinal herbs.

The normal annual income is about 30 gold pounds. The people of Black Snake Bay are tough and the lord cannot collect taxes, but with the witch in charge, it is likely that the taxes can be collected.

This place is close to the Ruoan Party’s base camp, Changdi City, which makes trade convenient. There is a mountain next to it, so it is easy to escape when the demon hunters come.

That's great.

Once we arrived at Swamp Town, we had a base. Horn's witch disease could produce alchemists in large quantities.

By then, alchemy production, economic development, military training, territory expansion, and the cycle will continue.

Perhaps his Swamp Town could become Swamp City or even Swamp City in the future!
"By the way, let me tell you something very important." Carrie crossed her arms over her chest, and two round curves emerged from the silk dress.

“The highest body of our Joan Party is the Council of Eleven, which is composed of witches and wizards, and its members are called high priests.

Among them is a high priest, the wizard Pasrick, who is 71 years old this year and suffers from serious lung disease. He is very likely to retire in five years.

At that time, each high priest will nominate a candidate to the Supreme Priest John III, with priority given to witches.

There aren’t many qualified people outside the eleven-member council now, and all five witches of the Ruoan Party are already in the council.

In other words, as long as you don’t make any mistakes or achieve some success in the next five years, there is a high chance that King An III will promote you to the Eleven-member Council.”

Carrie stood up and placed her hands on the table. “If nothing goes wrong, in five years, you will enter the core power of the Joan Party and become the youngest high priest.”

"Can you control this?" Although his heart was pounding, Horn still questioned.

"Do you think I'm not on the Council of Eleven? You will be nominated by me and my allies.

It can even be said that as long as you can give birth to a witch with me, John III is willing to make her his heir, just like Emperor Gaius and Gevis of Ai.

A witch lineage that has been passed down for three generations, how much support and connections do you think we can get?"

Looking at Carrie's bright and sharp eyes, Horn coughed lightly and turned his head away.

"Jeanne is also a witch, can she join this council?"

Carrie's face suddenly turned unhappy: "It's difficult. First, there are not so many vacancies, and you just happened to be there. Second, John III probably won't like her too much."

"why?"

"Because I said a lot of bad things about her."

Horn was speechless for a long time before he said, "I remember that you two had a good relationship at the beginning."

"She is my love rival. I didn't kill her because of you."

"...You are a good woman. I only regard you as a sister."

"It's not up to you." Bending down, Carrie stepped forward and lifted Horn's chin. "Do you think I, your sister, would nominate you for nothing? I think you don't understand some of the rules hidden beneath the surface, Papa."

Horn coughed violently: "Cough, cough, cough, let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later."

"One more thing, I may have to leave the day after tomorrow." Standing up again, Carrie turned her head and rolled her hair with her fingers, saying nonchalantly. Horn opened his eyes wide: "Leaving the day after tomorrow, why? Is it so urgent?"

He had not yet dealt with the resettlement of these refugees, and had not even had time to hand over the evidence to the Duke of Kush.

"Something happened at home, please let me handle it. Don't worry, I will arrange another wizard to pick you up and take you to Black Snake Bay.

The ship to Black Snake Bay runs once every seven days, so after I leave, you have to wait another seven days before you can leave. Duke Darnay will help you deal with the aftermath.

This place is quite close to Black Snake Bay, but now the demon hunters are hunting secret parties everywhere, so we can't take too many people with us at a time. At most, we can only take one boatload of people."

Carrie raised three fingers and said, “When you leave, you can take up to 30 people with you, and the rest can only stay in Zhendark Castle temporarily.

If you want to take them over, you have to wait another year or two until the situation stabilizes.”

"Ok."

"Okay, I have other things to take care of." Carrie stood up, stretched, and waved to Horn. "When I leave the day after tomorrow, I will introduce you to the person who will take you away."

Carrie left the cabin with her boots clacking in neat steps. Horn wiped the sweat from his forehead. If only she could be as cute as before...

No, she used to be annoying.

Horn took out the marching notebook from the box, picked up the feather pen and began to record.

After two days of rest, it’s time to move around.

This period of time is neither long nor short. The size of Joan of Arc can be regarded as a talent market, and Horn can recruit some technical talents from among them.

Based on the situation of the town, Horn wrote down the three words "pharmacist", "mason" and "engineer" in his notes.

Pharmacists were created out of demand for the medicinal materials processing industry in Chizhao Town. After all, since they can process raw medicinal materials, they might as well make some high value-added products.

Stonemasons are not craftsmen who carve stones. Their main job is architect, responsible for the design of buildings and the implementation of engineering projects.

Due to the low construction technology of the empire, a larger building might take dozens or even hundreds of years to build, so stonemasons basically had a lifelong job and were hard to find.

If you want to get rich, build roads first. Infrastructure is the foundation of economic development, and stonemasons are born for this purpose.

The first two are slightly better, but there are really too few engineers in the last one.

Because the two main jobs that engineers usually do are water conservancy engineering and military engineering.

Both of them are high-tech in the Middle Ages, and are basically exclusive to the lords, with each having their own job.

Most of the time, engineers are few in number, and some are also court advisers to the lord, enjoying a high status and salary.

Horn needs this group of people to help him build water conservancy projects and develop clockwork machinery. He always feels that clockwork guns are not the limit.

But when Horn finished listing the conditions, he was in trouble again.

The place he was going to was a wild place called Black Snake Bay.

Even if it is a craftsman agent, it is estimated that it will be difficult to find qualified pharmacists, engineers and stonemasons.

Even if he were to demote a craftsman to an apprentice, they might not be willing to go to him.

There are more than 40,000 people in Joan of Arc, and a lot of floating population. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack. How can we find it?

Thinking from dusk until the moon was at its zenith, Horn, with a table full of hair, still had to stand up, rubbing his swollen head.

In the end, I still have to ask Casti for help.

I can only keep up this scam for ten more days.

That's right, there's no way.

(End of this chapter)