It had to be said, the workhorses... no! The Swift Hand Family's efficiency was truly high. Just moments ago, the Vladivostok Family had already taken over all the trivial affairs of the royal capital, from troop garrisons to daily necessities. Adolf Heinrich was instantly freed up, and he nearly shed tears of gratitude as he thought of Yun Feng, another workhorse far away in Flowing City.
The Vladivostok Family's cooks were the real deal. They had inherited the Empire's finest culinary traditions and could absolutely serve as imperial chefs. The way everyone ate said it all.
"Duke Joelster, I won't hide it from you. The Kingdom's administrative system is a mess right now. I hope you can serve as the Kingdom's current chief administrator. As for the position of chancellor, you cannot take it for the time being." Roland spoke face-to-face with Duke Joelster beneath the candlelight.
"The chancellor's position already has someone? Someone from the Hand of the North Family?" Joerster was somewhat surprised. Could Roland's Kingdom, with nothing to its name, really find a suitable chancellor? Aside from the Baikal Family of the Hand of the North, no other family seemed capable of the role. As for the imperial family and royal family? The current Kingdom did not even have such social classes.
"No. It is a Sixth Tier Sage—Lord Yun Feng!" Roland shook his head and continued.
"During the Kingdom's darkest hour, he raised its banner and took charge of all its affairs. I owe him this position of chancellor!" Roland said, shaking his head.
"No problem. The Vladivostok Family is willing to offer its loyalty to the nation!" Joerster understood and accepted Roland's appointment. After all, Yun Feng had rendered the meritorious service of supporting the new ruler. Given the Swift Hand Family's upbringing and