128. Subjective Agency
"June 17th, clear, light rain in the afternoon."
"After doing housework for several days, Redenia slipped out without a sound. No one noticed she was gone, just as she had stolen Siveston's history—silently, unnoticed. This was worth being wary of."
"Even now, I couldn't completely trust Redenia. Though I believed her words and past were real, it was possible that the writer councilors had published books to slander her—but I didn't think that counted as slander. It was merely a reversal of gender; at most, it was a gentler whitewashing for Redenia."
"The guards at Fort Destiny said a group of refugees from the north had arrived, all from the Sordanlen Khanate. After I told Aunt, she left Fort Destiny and personally supervised the refugees' resettlement—of course, she would definitely screen them carefully, allowing only law-abiding, settled herders with useful skills to enter the country."
"Clearly, this was Redenia taking action."
"Though I didn't know how Redenia had done it, she was far more efficient than I had imagined. Large numbers of refugees would continuously pour into Oshulia, expanding its population. For the tribes of the grasslands, this would obviously provoke conflict, but there was no need to worry in the short term. No matter how dissatisfied the Sordanlen Khanate was, they wouldn't launch an attack against me."
"After all, I had a demigod aunt."
"Following modern immigration procedures, I suggested to Aunt that they undergo language classes and legal education for a period of time. However, the Realm Abyss's backward productive capacity seemed unable to support that. Organizing such a large educational team was simply too difficult. After discussion, Aunt brought twelve doctors, ten barbers, twenty bakers, and four tutors from the capital, at least to deal with things in advance and prevent an epidemic from