Weed was speechless.
The educational standard of Morata is indeed pathetic!
Not only the watchmen but the formal soldiers also, they weren’t disciplined nor did they show loyalty. Even towards Weed, who should have the highest Familiarity with them, but their gestures showed nothing of such.
If their level of education is low, then the technical and commercial development will slow down by a bit. Also, residents will have a harder time becoming Knights and Magicians because of this. As much as the belief in religion is spreading quickly, the deterioration of public security was just the same.
It has been told that residents among those other town would essentially opt out to become renegades or bandits.
Whether it is a village, castle, or metropolitan; all are difficult to develop.
“Keuheum. I’ll worry about that in the future. Pigs…not only them, but I’ll catch rabbits too.”
“Thank you, Lord nim.”
Weed coughed and went around checking the lord’s castle.
When he first came here in the past, the castle was then occupied by the Jin-Hyeo Vampires led by Torido.
Broken apparatuses, residents made of stones, or even cobwebs that filled the place, all neatly cleaned.
“I came to receive quest.”
“I came to take the transport.”
Having heard of the rumor about the Statue, the Lord’s castle was filled with Merchants and Mercenaries.
Adventurers were preoccupied with reporting their spoils.
Since it had finished with basic maintenance, a surge of residents and adventurers made their way here. Village management, Monsters subjugation, migration, upgrade registration, settling tax rate, reporting spoils and reporting for duty; all were possible.
The Lord’s castle needed more extensive care; but it was a necessity, even at this current state, in order to rule.
Even with just the spoils reported by the adventurers, each of their reports lead to improving the information on the surrounding areas. Local control was also on the rise, as well as affecting other vicinity politically.
Weed toured the castle slowly.
Although there were many users, there weren’t any of them on the second floor.
There were many vacancies on the first floor also, but the second floor was closed off altogether. It was the place available only to the Lord.
'Castle’s maintenance seems minimal here.’
Weed returned to the first floor, making his way toward receptionist's desk. At this place, he must wait for a while to get the order.
“Aren’t you Lord nim?”
Weed cough significantly.
“Keoheom!”
“Currently, the remaining commissions are monsters subjugations, escorting the currently leaving cargo, and commission for mining development. There is the crop protection too, but I don’t think it’s something for you, Lord nim.”
Because the staff at the reception desk was taking care of it, he was totally on wait.
Having privileges of a Lord, he could proceed to take on any commission in Morata.
The easiest one being the cargo transport on the move for a long distance. Becase it was much more comfortable sitting in a carriage, reducing the cumbersome of the work.
For the mining development, party had to be formed with other miners.
While being protected, you can go down the tunnels. You’ll hit jackpot if you find Jewel, Mithril, Gold, Silver, Iron, Coppers, and the likes!
The profit would be distributed amongst all those participate in the mining development, but it was still a bonanza of a dream.
The role of crop protectors was to prevent Wild Boars, Sparrows, Elks, etc.; it was rather a beginner's quest.
Instead of receiving a referral, Weed asked the receptionist.
“Where is the Elder?”
“The Elder is patrolling the outside walls of the village with the Freya Paladins.”
“Patrolling?”
“Yes, there is a large scale influx of migrants. Lots of smaller towns formed outside of the walls.”
“When is he returning?”
“He said he would come back today seeing it’s finished. Would you like to wait here? I can serve you a bit of food.”
Weed did not mind waiting since he had nothing to do.
He intended to eventually stuff food in his pocket from the castle before returning back to the streets.
***
Weed secretly visited the newly constructed buildings.
The pub!
“Kyaa! Good.”
“After coming to north I did not expect to taste these good drinks.”
“It’s good that I can drink alcohol in Morata freely.”
There were a lot of drinkers among the tourists.
Mercenaries and adventurers also stave off their thirst with simple drinks.
Pristine country maiden of Morata carried drinks and snacks to these guests.
‘Excellent.’
Weed nodded.
The tavern was an essential building to the development of Morata.
The market, trading posts, and travel information windows weren’t required buildings. Because of the 60% tax on alcohol, the pub had enormous value for profits and income tax.
Weed used the command only available to the Lord.
“Tavern management window!”
Adventurer’s Haven(Tavern)
The only pub located at the Morata Square. It was built soon after the cleaning. Large interior space, more than 500 seats; able to get alcohol and snacks at a reasonable price.
Selling
All basic munchies
Fermented fruit drinks
Force boiled Barley booze
Beer
Employees
Chef Jenna, Mia and 10 residents
Maintenance and Management Cost
600 Gold
Daily Visits
Average 7200 Guests
Latest Weekly Net Income
2642 Gold 43 Silver 56 Copper
This was the only bar in Morata.
It could possibly be the only pub in the entire Northern part of the continent.
In the port city of the Central continent, they mainly just serve Aquavit, they do not sell alcoholic beverages such as rum, or the more popular drinks such as fermented alcohol, distilled alcohol, nor do they sell beer. Nevertheless, they still enjoy the economic boom due to its exclusivity.
The seats inside the pub weren’t enough for the guests who experienced back and forth along with the waits.
Following that, Weed turned to the Inn.
Here also, there were many people coming and leaving.
There was not another village in the North that have a larger Inn than the one in Morata. It was difficult to have one sizable in term of room number, in which this Inn has 300 of.
And the rooms could be sold if one pays the premium.
The room activates to fully recover a sleeping being from Fatigue and their physical abilities. After a night in the Inn, the recovery rate of Fatigue increases and because of the tastiness of the food, nobody left for another inn.
The weekly net profit of the Inn was more than 4000 Gold.
The figure could possibly due to the food sales.
The foods in the Inn were easier to digest unlike those in the Tavern, and they were things that easily boost Satiety.
“Later on, I’ll make a restaurant. If it’s that, then more money can be earned.”
He seemed to be in acquaintance with the joy of a Lord whenever a new building pops up.
Taking advantages of the residents and users to develop estates, he could cultivate the mighty momentum produced through such means.
Adventures and quests can be call the interesting elements on the Versailles Continent; but as for the Lord, there was a more satisfying feeling.
The pride of ruling a place on the Versailles Continent!
While having direct management of the town and castle, it was like everything was bending to his will.
Next step, Weed headed toward the Farmhouse and the Granary.
The vicinity of Morata had long cleared its land and was cultivating wheat. In the barn, wheat bags were stacked alongside and among each other, and the farmers were working on the farmlands.
While the crops were harvested by them, the food prices in the village was reliably controlled, while excess food were shipped by Merchants' wagons and carried to other frontier towns in the North and sold at a premium value.
The effectiveness of Faith by the Freya Church bumped the crop yield up for this year.
Grain Warehouse
A warehouse storing harvested grains.
Stockpile of Wheat and Barley are reserved.
Inventory
32000 Ton of Wheat
19000 Ton of Barley
Morata’s agricultural space of 197000 Py[1]!
To relieve the food shortages, the policy was passed for an aggressive expansion of farmland.
Since the land that was once covered by the thick ice, fertile soil was created in its stead as the ice melts. While residents and the newly introduced nomads comfortably farm, there was a boom of farmlands.
“For Barley, the number will hit 1000000 fast.”
It was a far cry from being painful.
But that is not without problems.
Immigrating residents to Morata was excessively increasing.
The number of area and houses protected the walls of Morata village was only at 5400 houses!
Currently the number of residents was more than 60000.
Of these, the number of unregistered users was at 100 people.
The pure number of residents was a large number. Excluding the number of those who originally have lived in Morata, the number was 53000.
While they’re comfortably farming wheat, they built shabby houses out of straws to live outside of the town.
In which they formed a shantytown in Morata’s vast reclamation of land.