The Release That Witch
Chapters 71

In addition to lighting a fire in the fireplace, Barov also placed mahogany candles on the table. This candle holder has one pedestal that is split into four branches. One in the middle, which is also the highest branch, and three branches that circle the middle branch are triangular in shape. A lit candle was placed on each branch, and the candle holder looked like a bright mountain as it burned.

The room was filled with the scent of pine oil, like the smell of cinnamon and rotten, making people sleepy. However, in Border Town, Barov could not ask for more. In this poor country, he could not ask for anything beautiful or elegant. Here, everyone was happy if they had shelter over their heads, so Barov could call himself quite lucky with his large room.

His room inside the castle was not far from the courtyard, as it was the location of the former Lord's town hall. Of course, when the Blessed One left the castle, he took all his staff, so now the room belongs only to Barov.

From time to time, he could hear the rustling of sounds from within the castle and the wind roaring from outside the window, giving him the impression of two different worlds. The old wooden table where Barov wrote was full of books and scrolls. On both sides, he had arranged the table, forming a "U". Usually, the table is not occupied by anyone. He only used it to show off his manuscript. If necessary, he would call his students, and place them at one of his side tables. There, they can organize their information or write the first draft for an official document.

The candle in the lamp has been replaced three times. In addition to replacing the candles, Barov did not stop his hand from quickly working on the documents. To him, time was a precious thing. There was already a stack of documents in hand, waiting for him to be dealt with, plus, His Majesty's proposed expenditure also still needed to be reviewed.

Barov's average working time was 10 hours per day, but he didn't feel tired at all. Instead, this was where he could show off all of his skills, so he felt his body had endless energy. This is how it should be , he thought , no one is talking around me, all my students are in charge of themselves, and no one is holding the other back or making a mess. As long as they fulfilled the Prince's orders, he could handle the special administrative process without any outside help.

If the Prince's orders could only be a little more normal, while Barov thought of this, he gnawed at his lips regretfully. For example, right now, all of Roland's official correspondence was sealed with his seal like the last one he sent to Willow Town. In it, Roland requested additional administrative staff and the prison. The answer note reads: At the price you offer, you cannot hire a captain, a helmsman, and a sailor.

After reading, Barov was astonished, without these people, how would they send his ship? Will they return after delivering the prison? Also, why do we need to buy a boat? This is the most important point. Currently, the trade between Border Town and Willow City was stable. Even after the end of winter, if we want to expand the ore trade, we only need to send out a notice, and they will soon increase the number of ships for the trade. There is no point in buying a boat; the city dock is just for parking and loading and unloading, it cannot be used or maintenance. And without a sailor who can take care of him, soon we'll have to leave him. Is that another crazy moment Your Majesty?

As for the first request, contrary to what was expected, Barov could understand it .

Currently, there was no one with free time in the entire city hall, Barov had brought over ten people to supervise the business, he said, they are responsible for statistical reports and finalize income and expenses. Barov himself was responsible for administrative and legal work - which obviously made no sense. Since His Majesty wants to separate these sectors, it is necessary to expand the size of the employees in the town hall. Under normal circumstances, the assistant minister was unwilling to give up so much responsibility. Any person who had this much power in his hands would feel complete satisfaction. He wants to be like his teacher, the kingdom's finance minister. He was the only one in charge of Graycastle's finances as well as the King's right hand.

Ahem, well, now only Border Town matters, Barov added in his heart. Although Roland had promised him that he wanted to fight for the throne, the path was still long. Barov had no idea when it happened, but today he actually considered the 4th Prince as a true candidate for the throne. Compared to the past it was the difference between the sky and the sky, before he had thought that such a foolish and dandy character would never be able to become king.

But ever since he came to Border Town, he had gotten surprise after surprise. Until now, Border Town was still able to survive by relying solely on militias. The fact that they could still survive was truly praiseworthy. Don't even mention all the strange things he found, the fact that he could handle all these people was not at all like the 4th Prince. He was more like a Devil who knew everything.

At this moment, he heard a rumbling noise at his door, making him stop working and replied, "Come in."

The door was opened by one of his favorite students, "Filler" Yarrow.

"Esteemed teacher, we've caught" the "other rat. "

"Oh? Have you asked him?"

"He said that Timothy sent him. During a body search, we found cement powder, some coins, and a letter about him." Yarrow walked up and handed the leather-wrapped envelope to Barov, "As for the other information, we are still interrogating him. Teacher, how to deal ..."

"Yes," Yarrow saluted and said, "This disciple will leave now."

When the door closed again, Barov did not continue his work. Instead, he returned to his desk, and opened the sealed parchment with his letter opener, taking out the letter.

The fourth .. he thought.

Long before the Demon Moon started, Roland Wimbledon had called out to him and discussed the matter.

His Majesty believed that when the cement powder, the new snow powder, and the witches were revealed, the hidden spies of his brothers would not be able to bear to not tell their masters about it, that would be the best time to eliminate the rats. Thinking about it, Barov had to agree with the first part of his statement, but not the second part. In his view, Border Town had over two thousand inhabitants, which made it impossible to control everyone. They just don't have the manpower, and the people they don't train for it.

However, His Highness did not seem to understand his intention and said, "Why do we need so many people? Everyone in Border Town will be our eyes."

Barov does not believe that the Prince trusts his own words and lets the fool, fool, and ordinary monitor this so that everyone can find the rat? That's not possible!

But people showed him that he was wrong.

When Roland ordered the first census after the beginning of winter, he gave a special order to the people who had lived for five years or so in Border Town: the: Surely Longsong Fortress had tried to bankrupt the Border Town after their attempt to burn food. Instead, the spies they sent had to remain lurking. Most of them had to disguise themselves as relatives of the townspeople or merchants who were late to evacuate, always looking for opportunities to damage Border Town. So if anyone sees a suspicious character, you should immediately report it to City Hall. Once verified, they would receive a reward of 25 silver nobles.

The results of this movement show that it is very effective.

Naturally, at first, they received some false positive results, but not long after they found the first rat and caught them.

Barov remembered Roland saying this awkward sentence proudly.

What did he say again? He thought for a moment, yes ... "Let the enemy sink into the bottomless sea fighting against the commoners."

This sentence had a very strange syntax; the assistant minister shook his head and spread the letter in his hands.

The person named "Groundhog" repeatedly stressed that various phenomena showed that the 4th Prince, Roland Wimbledon, had been replaced by demons, and Barov could clearly read his implied fears. When Barov thought about how the Prince used some people, he really could not help feeling a sense of recognition. He took a deep breath, then he held the letter over the candle, whose scar immediately burned and turned into ashes.

Since he was not afraid of the God's Stone of Retaliation, he couldn't be controlled by demons, right?