Game Mind of a Medieval Modern Person - Chapter 208



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208. Things that even a bishop can’t doWhen I have some free time, I hang out by the window, sipping a glass of hot water.

Because these insignificant and trivial acts are the most suitable for feeling peace.

Among them, I liked seeing the trees that showed different appearances each season.

The Confucian scholars, who were as bold as they were, liked pine trees that were green all year round, but I like trees that sprout in the spring, are green in the summer, begin to sway in the fall, and become bare in the winter.

It helps you feel the passage of time in a different way than a clock.

When I see sparrows dozing off on tree branches under the scorching sun, I realize how precious the peace I enjoy is.

Of course, this peace that I and the Duchy of Powis enjoy was built on the blood and tears of others.

The peace that was possible thanks to the destruction of the Duchy of Bartline, the Duchy of Penrad, and even the most livable Duchy of Yuvas.

My heart aches when I think of those who died without my consent.

The cries of those who fell in sorrow, yearning for peace and perfection, stirred my tender emotions.

For the vicarious satisfaction of those poor people who have embarked on a long journey from which they may never return, as a person with the right ethical awareness, it is also part of my job to do my best to enjoy peace.

Perhaps thanks to this determination, the Duchy of Powis achieved much in peace.

Especially because of the dedication of a capable adviser who cherishes his family and is faithful to religious causes, as well as having a patriotic spirit and clear insight.

Even while shedding bitter tears, his bold determination that never wavered shone through.

Here are some of the decisions that really took effect:

first.

Representative examples include the indiscriminate private sector policy that did not discriminate between the lower classes and the homeless, and the colonial policy of leaving undeveloped wastelands.

These two policies were most often criticized by warm-hearted people as being inhumane, but they were as effective as they were controversial.

This is because food production in the Duchy of Powis increased significantly in just a few years after full-scale civilisation and colonisation began.

Of course, they didn’t let them plant wheat from the beginning, but they planted sorghum, millet, barley, and oats to put out the urgent fire.

I think that preventing slash-and-burn farming and forcing crop rotation there also helped to some extent.

Burning down forests to expand farmland may be good because it increases the speed, but it is ultimately self-destructive.

Slash-and-burn farming was a wasteful practice that quickly consumed energy and also destroyed many of the forest’s resources.

Here I willingly yielded some rights to the oppressed.

Originally, everything in the forest belonged to the lord, but considering the local environment, it was transferred to the village.

At the same time, I think the decision to send soldiers to supervise and enforce crop rotation to prevent the reclaimed land from being used up entirely was the right one.

Unfortunately, reports show that the reaction of people forced into the wilderness was not very good.

[No, what do you mean we shouldn’t roll all the land that we’ve worked so hard to cultivate?]

[This is your advice. You must not be so stupid as to not know about the three-field system and crop rotation, right?]

[We’re all going to starve to death right now, but Yunjak is ridiculous!]

[Do you dare to reject my advice!!!]

No matter how wise a decision is made, conflict cannot be avoided in all things in life.

Fortunately, it was worth preparing a manual on how to respond to such situations so that our soldiers would not get lost.

The local soldiers who had successfully resolved the conflict were impressed by my generous and open work attitude and reported the truth without hesitation.

[Yes. We are short on manpower. Please find young men who can work.]

[You must be having a hard time locally. Don’t worry.]

Even then, and even now, there are still many refugees heading to the Duchy of Powis.

[I’ll send it back as a bundle.]

What was lacking was food and land, never people.

How could I possibly be happy with such a cruel decision?

But this world is a medieval world, a world where scientific advancement has not kept up with that of modern Earth.

Malthus trap.

This is an era where the horrific and terrible theory that if there are too many people in a small land, they will all starve to death, so the weak ones should be killed or sent to other places to develop, is a fact.

This is a world where the reason why the alien famous for snapping his fingers erased half of the universe, saying that everyone would die if he did, really applies.

Just one.

There was a way to overcome this cruel trap.

I know it exists, I just don’t use it.

I realized why humans depend on God, and took a sip of the hot water with a bitter smile.

“Horororok.”

“Excuse me, Your Majesty. I’m sorry, but do you really have to say that out loud while we’re trying to set the mood?”

“…”

John the Bald, who had been quietly concentrating on his work until now, frowned and Edwina frowned.

As expected from my loyal followers, they seem to have noticed my deep concern.

It is as they feared.

“hmm.”

-Chimal, the god of agriculture.

A god who promises a harvest beyond what one’s natural intellect can handle in exchange for human sacrifice.

According to the texts discovered by Bishop Ganista, Chimal was known for being particularly fair among the old gods.

Even the reason why goblins are favored is because goblins multiply easily and die easily.

It is said that he was a god who had very clear standards and had almost no criteria for distinguishing between humans and other races.

It is still the same now.

The rule set forth by Chimal.

The cruel providence that takes away what is given for the cycle of life did not tolerate human foolishness.

Still, those who are concerned about immediate hunger and those who desire a more prosperous life will seek out Chimal.

There was a reason why I prohibited slash-and-burn farming and forced crop rotation even though it meant immediate loss of production.

Horororok…

“Now that we’ve organized the harvest over the years, it’ll be easy to spot them.”

“yes?”

“I’m telling you what to do.”

“???”

Most of Chimal’s followers would be farmers from poor villages.

Places that boast consistent or surprising yields regardless of the climate.

The second hidden task of the Colonial Office was to help track down the Ordo Sanctus Illenio by organizing data to help find out where Chimal’s faith had infiltrated.

Of course, the official second duty is the military sector.

If you succeed in pioneering, you have to get back as much money and manpower as you invested.

As soon as the pioneer villages began to roll along, I appropriately distributed tax exemptions and military service exemptions, taking into account the circumstances of each region.

Places that are granted tax exemption are instead drafted into military service, and places that are exempt from military service instead pay more taxes.

They even allowed a generous and reasonable exception where the original three-person conscription would be reduced to one if the equipment was customized.

Then, the people of the pioneer village naturally gathered money little by little to prepare weapons, and volunteered to work in shifts, with three people sharing one weapon.

These conscripted soldiers were often busy with the civil engineering boom that had recently hit the border area.

The first step is to build several watchtowers and fortresses.

Of course, from the perspective of the people who were kicked out to the open plains and made to dig wastelands while being told to pay taxes and even dragged into the military, I would be considered a spoiled brat…

I could say for sure.

It’s something that needs to be done, something that needs to be done.

For this important work, the single-handed nobles who followed me but had little connection with the existing lords were used.

I am sure that Ethelred’s consideration played a big part here.

To ensure that my work could proceed smoothly and without conflict on the ground, Ethelred appointed two knights as key officers – Sir Hustan, the parent who had entrusted his son to me, and the strict Sir Mild.

It is only natural that the two people who were already leading a mixed-women militia would gain considerable military power as they were assigned to stabilize the border area.

Then, the military system between the single-handed nobles and the existing lords who were permitted to inherit began to differ slightly.

If the existing knights were professional soldiers, these men would be assigned the frontline role of deterring war and eliminating threats in advance before the knights took action.

Originally, it would have led to a factional strife within the military…

Fortunately, the previous decision to put Terveer forward out of concern for this acted as a variable.

Even a tiger listens to what you say.

At that moment, I could hear Terveer’s loud shouts beyond the window I was looking at.

“You guys are not screaming, you are yelling! True screaming doesn’t drag on like screaming!”

A square in front of the cathedral where ordinary citizens also come and go.

Terveer was shouting at the sweaty seeds, raising them up with his fists and his teeth.

“If you give up your life, that’s the end. No one will help someone who has given up their own life! Your cries are nothing more than the sighs of someone who has given up their own life. It’s just a matter of letting it happen!”

“Ugh, sob.”

“On the other hand, what is the true courage and spirit of a warrior? It is a cry of courage to overcome the fear on the tightrope, the instinct for life in the face of death with a burning will to fight! An oath on the battlefield to advance for things as precious as life, a proof of courage! That is spirit!!!”

“Te… Sir Levere… I, Sumy…”

“Courage doesn’t make excuses. It’s short and sweet!”

The memory comes back vividly as I see him grabbing the shoulders of the gasping seed and shouting firmly.

How much I suffered from that infinite persistence theory.

It was a terrible thing when it happened to me, but looking back at it from a distance, it feels completely different.

Of course, he may not be as good as me, but perhaps Terve is also an educator who does his best in seed education?

In that respect, my disciples were truly lucky.

“When I see that sight, I miss my dear disciples.”

“”….””

John and Edwina, who noticed my longing, kept a quiet silence.

I suddenly thought to myself, “Maybe he’s deliberately decided not to bother me with this cold attitude.”

Thinking back, I can clearly see that it was because I remembered my usual behavior of caring deeply for my disciples.

How heartbreaking it would be for my precious disciples to lag behind those who suffered under such ignorant and harsh education!

“I can’t lose to Sir Terveer.”

After I finished drinking the hot water, I decided to move for my disciples.

I know that simply letting a child roll around is never the right way to educate them…

It’s my turn to show.

***

June 17, 1225.

By morning, the system was in a state of dangerous tension.

Sporadic looting and skirmishes took place here and there, and in the bloody atmosphere, both pagans and commoners put their hands on their swords.

The only exception was the Duchy of Powis.

The Duchy of Powis enjoyed stability and prosperity, seemingly unaffected by the increasingly intense chaos. It was able to avoid the wave of invasion thanks to the support of Duke Athelton, a famously kind-hearted man, his successor Aethelred, who won the support of the barons, and the knight Terveir, who was widely known for his outstanding martial arts.

But one person played the greatest role in allowing the Duchy of Powis to enjoy this peace.

“Martin. Even if you are going to use military tactics, you must know how to act like a knight.”

Narva after the bishopric.

He also stood out against the flow of time.

Without a single strand of beard, he was still swinging his wooden sword in the same manner as a young man, looking down at the young man kneeling before him.

“When are you going to change your mind?”

“Ugh, gasp…”

“Knights are the main force in one way or another. How can you discuss military strategy without knowing how knights act and fight?”

“Your… standards are too high…!”

Martin rolled his eyes and shouted desperately.

Wherever that gaze is directed…

Narva couldn’t help but sigh as soon as he guessed why Martin was making excuses.

“If you care about women, you have to do better!”

Martin lowered his head, his face flushed red.

“You lost again, Martin.”

A young lady who has grown into a respectable lady, but still prefers armor.

Yurida, with a heavy expression on her face, resting her chin on her hand.

“I might win against someone as strong as Martin.”

A young lady with outstanding beauty resembling her biological mother, but with eyes that are somehow sharply honed.

There was Enon, who, contrary to his warm impression, had a fierce gaze and would scratch at the other person’s sore spots.

Narva, however, was feeling depressed as he looked at the indifferent expressions of his two disciples.

“Martin… tell me honestly…!”

“….”

“I’ve been honing your skills. Even if you’re a retard and an idiot, you’ve already polished up at least one decent knight by now. You.”

He couldn’t stand it any longer, so he pushed his face into Martin’s face and warned him.

In 1225, Narva’s biggest problem was.

“Surely you are not going to give in on purpose when you hear me say I will mediate between you and Yurid when you are given the role of a knight…!”

“Ugh!”

It was a search for a marriage partner for my nephew with no support from anyone.