"Another batch of undead is about to move into Scarlet Castle. Sigh, I wonder if we need to prepare resident records for them?
"When I accepted this position as an administrator, I never imagined that one day I'd be managing the undead, too. Transia's list of races is getting more and more chaotic. The rules for the living can't just be applied to the dead, so do we need to prepare a whole set of regulations specifically for them?"
After receiving a report from the swamp front, Administrator Mirian, who had been getting ready to clock off, couldn't help complaining.
She forwarded the information to her secretary to deliver to the newly established "Entry and Exit Administration Section" under the administrative office, as well as the now-established household registration department, so the new Transian civil servants could be prepared.
After taking care of these matters, the administrator looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. It was exactly ten minutes before quitting time, which put Mirian in a good mood.
She wouldn't have to work overtime today, either.
With more and more administrative players being assigned to their respective posts, local civil servants steadily graduating, and Lord Murphy's "otherworldly office system"—built around the Calculation Orb—helping out, Transia's government was running very efficiently. The administrator's workload had eased considerably.
That meant the system she and Murphy had built for Transia had begun to run smoothly.
Professor Malcolm still thought the system had plenty of flaws, and they were already running short on Calculation Orbs, but this new order was certainly better than the chaos that came before.
Even the harshest critic couldn't deny that Scarlet Castle was now in a far better state than it had been at the end of the Ten-Year War.
Not having to work overtime had