Much of the time, Liszt was an ordinary person who liked to dream about the future but had no long-term plans. He was a little like that monkey from an elementary school Chinese textbook, picking up sesame seeds only to drop the watermelon.
Of course.
He would never actually do something as foolish as dropping a watermelon, but along the way, he never stopped picking things up. He wanted to pick up everything. There were an enormous number of projects underway in his territory, almost more industries than the Count's Coral Island fief, but the problem was that none of them had been seriously developed.
He started each one, then set it aside, merely keeping it from declining.
Part of it was poverty—there was not enough manpower for development—but it was also because he lacked long-term plans and did not know how to prioritize the distribution of industries. On top of that, he loved stirring things up but lacked the patience to see them through to perfection, resulting in the current situation. He clearly held a winning hand, yet could not put together a single bomb.
However.
Liszt also had strengths in his character—he took things as they came and could quickly adapt to a new environment; he was diligent and hardworking, mainly when cultivating battle qi and popping medicine; he held fast to his own views, never turning back until he hit the southern wall; and he pressed forward bravely, acting at once whenever he made up his mind.
For example, right now, he fully displayed his traits of pressing forward bravely and holding fast to his own views.
He released the vast quantity of fire dragon magic power he had just extracted, watching it be continuously devoured by the fire dragon bones. Though his heart bled, his movements