In the forest palace, Landen asked Gleia with great concern about how Gallop Academy's opening had gone.
"There aren't really any problems with the courses. Classes started long ago, after all, and the new teachers have adapted well," Gleia said. She had known Landen would definitely ask today, so before coming, she had specially sorted out the academy's situation.
"Among those children from the Imperial Capital, some started awakening their bloodlines last night. Hurry and prepare a new budget. If half of this batch of two hundred children can awaken, the academy's expenses will probably double."
"Yes, My Lord. These children have only just turned twelve. For the next three or four years, they'll purely need cultivation without producing anything," Redbird said, keeping one sentence to herself: Thank goodness you didn't agree to bring in four thousand people from the Imperial Capital, or the territory would have gone bankrupt on the spot.
"All right, all right, I'll go make money!" Landen let out a long sigh. This was completely different from the lordly life he had imagined. Wasn't it supposed to be the common folk farming the land, then paying grain and tribute to their lord? How had it turned into him earning money to guarantee supplies for his people?
Thinking of that, Landen could not help sighing, "Being a high-ranking lord is so hard!"
Seeing Landen's bitter smile, Gleia said with a beaming grin, "That's right. With the spread you've laid out now, I'm afraid even if you asked Fiat to take over, he wouldn't dare."
"Heh, I'm afraid he really couldn't make the decision himself!" Landen gave a cold laugh. Some kind of Sea Monster egg coexisted within his bloodline. Was that the Sea God's blessing, or a threat? Perhaps both.
"Landen? Are you all right?" Dragon Girl