Within three months, you would encounter a sixteen-year-old girl named Zephirin. This witch, who possessed exceptional Magical Talent, would become one of your capable subordinates.
"Zephirin, a sixteen-year-old girl, my next capable assistant... How exciting." Velin took a sip of Glowing Wine, eagerly wondering what kind of talent the girl endorsed by the Guidance of Fate possessed.
Over the next month, eight thousand commoners were teleported from Saint Lun Province every day and temporarily settled by Governor Audrey in the open land outside the Provincial Capital of Cadro Province.
Nearly 250,000 commoners had worsened the security crisis in the Provincial Capital of Cadro Province, tying down two-thirds of Cadro Province's City Defense Army.
"Master, the second batch of people will come from Kalid Province and begin arriving in a month. We need to deal with this group as soon as possible. By then, the Provincial Capital and its surrounding directly governed lands will be unable to bear the burden," the Head Maid reminded her.
Governor Audrey rubbed her throbbing head, feeling exceptionally irritated.
The documents clearly stated that the first batch consisted of 250,000 commoners, but Audrey preferred to call them Poor Folk.
When they had been driven from their hometowns, greedy nobles had stripped them of all their possessions, leaving them with only a few days' worth of food.
After arriving in Cadro Province, they were penniless and disheveled. Their mental state was so poor that even slaves in the slave market were better off.
Moreover, of these more than 200,000 people, 130,000 were under sixteen, while 80,000 were over forty. Only 30,000 were young and able-bodied adults.
"How long can the food last?"
"About fifteen days."
Based on half a pound of food per person per day, the Head Maid gave an exact figure.
"Inform Viscount Qixing first.