"Your Majesty, is this Jade City? Are these the Moon-Slayers? I had thought Flame Island was still a savage wilderness. Even after more than two years of development, its wild environment could not possibly have changed much. I never expected Jade City to have already become so enormous." Yevich Shuihuasheng sighed.
Although he had been captured early on and had followed Liszt ever since, he had not experienced many "major campaigns" and did not understand Liszt's formidable organizational abilities as a successor of socialism.
For any other lord, opening up a single field could take several years, yet Liszt insisted on working hard and fast. He paid generously, and the serfs could grind stones into sand. Besides, all they needed to do was burn down forests, reclaim farmland, build wooden houses—and they had ancient magicians overseeing the major projects.
Jade City had already grown far beyond an ordinary metropolis of a hundred thousand people—though it lacked the luxury of such great cities, it surpassed any of them in civilization and sanitation.
Toilets. Sewers.
These were standard facilities Liszt had specifically demanded.
A city could lack magnificent buildings; it could be filled entirely with little wooden houses. But it absolutely could not lack toilets, and it could not have sewage flowing everywhere.
"Now that the Male Jade Teleportation Array has been completed, construction on Realgar City has also begun. The Wind Snow Mountain Principality is currently plagued by constant internal strife, and the battle between the First Prince and the Second Prince has reached a white-hot stage. Knights are bound to be ruined because of it. You need to contact more of them and try to recruit them all."
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. I have been planning this all along, though I have only contacted some minor nobles. The Wind