Morning light pierced the thick clouds outside the window, casting a streak of light squarely onto the enormous map on the desk, as though answering Bradley's words.
Louis glanced at the light and chuckled. "The sun? That's a bit of an exaggeration."
"I'm merely repeating what the people say." Bradley bowed slightly, but his voice was utterly firm.
After a brief silence, Louis let the matter drop and closed the report in his hands.
He leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping across the files covering his desk, and felt a trace of satisfaction.
During his absence from Red Tide, government affairs had continued to run smoothly. Urban construction, granaries, and population management had all developed faster than he had expected.
This showed that the administrative system he had established had begun to function on its own, without requiring his personal involvement in everything.
Its achievements already far surpassed those of every territory in the Northern Frontier, and even eighty percent of the territories in the Empire.
Yet even so, he still felt it was not enough.
"You've done very well," Louis said at an unhurried pace. "You've even exceeded my expectations."
Bradley smiled faintly, but rather than claim the credit, he simply bowed.
"But I have an idea concerning administration," Louis said calmly.
"Please go ahead, my lord." Bradley hurriedly took out the small notebook he carried, ready to record every word.
"First," Louis began slowly, "we need to completely reorganize Red Tide's governmental structure. Administration will be divided into two levels: central and local."
"Two levels?" Bradley frowned.
"Yes. The central government will be in Red Tide Main City." Louis pointed at the map on the desk. "I will directly govern the entire territory, with all military, administrative, and financial authority centralized. Orders will be issued from