Feneport Kingdom, Jeffrey Territory.
It was time for Hobart's foot-washing water again.
After Dennis set down the foot-washing water, he did not immediately answer Hobart's earlier question. Instead, he asked, "Lord, you're already the lord of the territory. Why do you still need to appoint a town chief?"
Hobart smiled and nodded lightly. "Not bad. You've improved!"
He explained, "The facts have proven that the Chief Executive Officer system is a highly practical and advanced system.
"A town undergoing large-scale construction has countless daily matters to handle, all of them tedious and complicated.
"Based on the advanced experience of the Northern Continent's nations, those tedious tasks should be handed over to a bureaucratic institution.
"As for me, I should devote all my energy to outlining the territory's future and guiding the Town Government in the right direction."
Dennis's mouth fell open. This was knowledge he had never encountered before, as though a new door had been opened for him! After pondering for a long while, he asked, "Lord, what if, after enough time passes, the Town Government no longer follows the direction you've laid out?"
"Not bad, not bad. You actually noticed that the town chief's authority is too great." Hobart smiled. "That is why I must keep control of the finances and personnel appointments."
Dennis's eyes lit up. An advanced framework of power began taking shape in his mind. No matter what the Town Government wanted to do, it would need financial support.
And as long as the authority to appoint the Town Government's main officials remained in the Lord's hands, that bureaucratic institution could never escape the Lord's control.
As Hobart washed his feet, he asked, "What do you think this structure is still lacking?"
Though Dennis was clever, his experience was ultimately limited. He thought for a