After the managers gave a brief lecture, they began assigning work.
Apart from appearing at the welcome banquet, Viscount Otres vanished from everyone's sight, leaving many who had hoped to cling to his coattails dejected.
Amani, however, was not disappointed. The gap in status was simply too great. Without the talent to chart the heavens and span the earth, no amount of flattering would be of any use.
More importantly, Amani did not know how to flatter people, nor did he wish to see others rise through flattery.
Never mind the lofty lord himself—even the managers responsible for assigning work were surrounded by a crowd, with people practically wishing they could follow them around and serve them hand and foot.
The facts proved that flattery required talent too; it was not something just anyone could do. If you blindly went up to ingratiate yourself, you might fail to flatter the horse and instead slap its hoof.
The final outcome made that clear. One unlucky fellow had tried to strike up a conversation in broken Otresian, but a misuse of words enraged the manager, and he was nearly thrown out.
There was no helping it. The people of the Holy Roman Empire might not have much artistic talent, but they did possess one virtue—"rigor."
The lords all came from military backgrounds, so they inevitably brought some of the army's style into managing their territories.
Unlike ordinary subjects with professions, all the laborers were paid directly by the lords, so Amani immediately received semi-military treatment.
Other than the lack of military training, the management system was copied directly from the army. Put simply: do whatever you are told, do not ask about anything else, and do not fret over things that are none of your business.
Under the managers' rebukes, Amani began