Finn seemed particularly helpless when he said this. After all, to be honest, the location of Constantinople was indeed too important.
If you look down from the air, you can see that after Constantinople rises, it is located exactly at the junction of the Monster Forest and the Western Grassland Pasture.
Not only is the land here fertile, but after clearing the woods on the west side, Constantinople will directly own a large piece of land for farming or grazing, so it will not be a problem to support itself next year.
At the same time, Constantinople was also very close to the secret port built by Isgard. Its urban radiation circle covered the main transportation routes in the entire western region. This main road composed of pasture plains happened to be the only way for the northern barbarians to enter the south.
It has both grasslands and arable land, as well as coastal ports and fishing ports at a relatively close distance. Who knows, one day it might be possible to build a city all the way to the coast - there are not many other cities in the world that have such a good location as Constantinople.
In the future, Constantinople will be able to produce its own fish, livestock, wheat from fertile farmland, and rare resources from the Monster Forest.
But because of this, Constantinople has no natural protection. It can only rely on its own damaged walls for thousands of years to resist possible attacks from northern barbarians. Because of this, Fen hopes that Yang Hao and his men will be prepared.
Yang Hao and Theresa were very clear about this. In this late winter when there was no way to farm, in addition to asking the citizens to rebuild the city and collect resources, the most important thing was, of course, to repair the city walls.
It's just that it will take at least a year and a half to complete this repair. After all, they lack a lot of things, lack stone cutters, lack enough stones, and lack enough manpower - but everyone is already doing it, so this matter can be put aside for the time being.
"Constantinople's situation is not urgent. Moreover, Isgard has also given us a shock... Who knew they would give us a dilemma at the last minute
But never mind, this won't affect us too much... We have already made enough money, and the business circulation will be able to proceed soon. We just need to wait for Caparia to produce the first "barrel" for storing magic power..."
"Yeah. Compared to this, what is the big deal you are talking about?"
Finn asked curiously while eating vegetarian food, Arthur nodded while chewing the bread in front of him, and Dr. Joseph didn't even eat his meal and just looked at Yang Hao: Everyone was curious about what Yang Hao was going to say later.
Facing everyone's attention, Yang Hao and Theresa looked at each other and just smiled in tacit understanding and said:
"We intend to form a federation between Bayerjans and Japaria. In other words, we will act in the name of the federation and become one country."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire conference room fell silent.
Finn nearly choked on his mouthful of vegetarian food and was now coughing.
Arthur even sprayed the crumbs in his mouth directly onto Joseph's face, while Nalujia, who was sitting stealthily on the other side of Yang Hao, tilted her head with question marks in her eyes because she [couldn't understand what this meant].
Finn then followed up with a question, "Are you serious?" In fact, this was a big deal that Yang Hao and Theresa had considered for a long time before deciding to do.
As we all know, Bayer LLP is in a very bad situation right now.
Not only is the male-to-female ratio an unprecedented 1:5, not only is the age structure of the entire city horrifying, but it will also take at least twenty years to rebuild the city of Constantinople.
More importantly, Theresa believed that Constantinople was no longer able to live on its own as it had in the past, let alone fight alone as it had before.
What she meant was that the friendship between Constantinople and Caparia was not deep enough.
Now that Yang Hao is serving as an important figure in the decision-making levels of two countries, instead of letting Bayer Zans and Caparia remain independent of each other, which might result in them becoming unrelated as a family due to certain interests in the future, it would be better to take this opportunity to merge them directly.
But this merger is not a real merger, but a merger of two countries while ensuring their sovereignty.
“At that time, the issues that the Federation will face will need to be discussed together, and the distribution of interests within the Federation can be judged after considering the needs of different regions.
We can deliver the most urgent needs of one place to the other, we can quickly circulate resources between the two countries, we can act as one country in diplomatic occasions, but maintain our own sovereignty and culture at home... In a sense, it is a federation with strong domestic independence, and most importantly, I think it suits us very well. "
After all, Bayerjans and the Elf Kingdom can no longer be separated. Yang Hao muttered, and this is true. At least for Bayerjans.
Fen thought silently for a while, then shook her head and nodded:
"The elves will not reject such a proposal... and will naturally be willing to let the two countries govern their own states while maintaining their independence.
But Your Majesty, the Regent, you have overlooked one issue: you now have multiple positions, and when the time comes you have to go to Fingel and stay in Constantinople. Without the elves' teleportation technique, it will take you several days just to be on the road.
This is unhealthy. And the elves will also find it difficult to cooperate because they don't know the ruling plan of Bayerjans, and vice versa."
"I know. So what do you think Finn?"
"Why not build a new city at the junction of the current border between Constantinople and Fingal and then move our respective capitals there
In this way, the friendship between Bayerjans and Japaria will become closer. Most importantly, the elves and humans will be able to understand each other's ideas and work closely, and it will be relatively easy to cooperate. "
"That's good. But you know that we can't build a new city with our current population and resources, and now is not the time to waste money and manpower, okay?"
"We can first use the ancient elven tree to establish a foundation for Japariya. After all, wherever the capital of the elven city is, the elven forest will expand there. After we have determined the foundation, it is also feasible to continue construction after Bayerzas recovers."
"I see..."
All in all, Finn agreed to the proposal to establish a federation, but she still needed to mention it in the Elf Council after returning and let the old elves vote symbolically. The entire meeting might not exceed five minutes.
Not only that, Finn also thought that [since everyone has established a federation, why not just build the capital together].
This is not an unfounded idea, but a conclusion Fen came to after considering Yang Hao's current situation.
Yang Hao is really too busy.
Now he only needs to focus on Constantinople. In the future, he will be responsible for the work of Constantinople and Caparia at the same time. This is still the case when the elven wizard can perform teleportation.
But even so, differences in culture and governing habits among mid-level civil servants could keep the federation stuck in a period of rigidity and waste for a long time.
In order to avoid meaningless waste, it is also necessary to establish a new bureaucratic city to merge the capital.
Not to mention that as members of the federation, although the federal states have autonomy, mutual support in policies is still necessary.
Otherwise, there might be a dilemma where Bayerus raised tariffs on Isgard, and Caparia foolishly maintained low tariffs until Constantinople sent people to inquire about what happened.
But then again.
Everyone knows that buying a villa in the capital is a good thing.
But objectively speaking, people don’t have the money to buy houses that cost hundreds of thousands per square meter, which is another matter…
Although Caparia said that he would "start construction first", Yang Hao thought that maybe he would die of old age, and Bayerjans would not recover to the point where it could build another city...
So he actually just regarded this as a promise to "leave to future generations". He didn't take it too seriously. Well, really not.
Finn and Theresa looked at each other and could sense that Yang Hao was absent-minded. They probably understood something, but they didn't say it out loud.
The dinner was still going on, and everyone was discussing the future form of this federation.
What will the elves be responsible for, what will Bayerjans be responsible for, in the end everyone unanimously focused on "when to announce" and "what kind of name to set".
Finn wanted a poetic name, but she blurted out a name of several hundred words that almost suffocated Theresa.
Theresa intended to give a symbol to the god who ate and slept but could not get up so that he could wake up earlier. As a result, the "City of Light" reminded everyone of the current St. Petersburg of the Church of Light - after all, that city was also called the "City of Light" by the Church of Light.
Arthur and Joseph simply couldn't come up with any opinions, so Naluga tilted her head and uttered a very confusing name: Golem Alliance.
It seems that the chief of the Listening tribe, whose mind is full of golems, will never be able to think of anything new other than golems in his lifetime.
Yang Hao rubbed her antlers, which were flashing with a faint pink light, feeling both amused and helpless. After realizing that this might have been done deliberately by Naluga, Fen and the Princess in Purple looked unhappy.
In the end, it was Yang Hao who temporarily decided to use the most practical name to determine the name of the new federation:
"Just call it the United Nations - I can't think of any good name anyway, so let's just leave it that way. After all, I don't want to be scared by a two-page long country name when signing a contract, nor do I want to have a headache looking at a weird name. Let's just keep it plain, okay?"
Now it's good...
Fen, who had walked behind Yang Hao at some point, and Theresa, together, grabbed the neck of the regent who was speaking loudly, with an expressionless face.
Not for any other reason, just because this man was criticized along with their aesthetic taste.
Just a lesson to be learned, that's all.
…
late at night…
In the north of the Roman Empire, the diocese was divided into two.
St. Petersburg was a "neutral" party in this civil war in the diocese. Under the grace of the God of Light, the bodies of countless dead soldiers turned into angels dancing around the City of Light.
They sang hymns to lead the believers to leave this city that carried countless beliefs and corruption. They flew and stood solemnly in the surrounding air, using gentle words to dissuade the believers from leaving, and used swords to prevent the Protestant and Old Church warriors from approaching.
The God of Light said that he was merciful and would not punish his believers personally, so the believers could only choose a winner among themselves.
Under this holy word, even if Saint Cecilia wanted to cut Patriarch Peter into pieces, she did not have the ability to disobey God's words.
She could only leave this dead city occupied by angels with her ascetic nun. She was a witness to the resurrection of the well-preserved corpses in the tombs one by one.
She heard the dead chanting praises to the God of Light, but she also saw that there was no "soul" in the eyes of these dead.
In the final analysis... rather than an "angel", it is more like a puppet controlled by a living person—
Saint Cecilia was horrified by the conclusion she had drawn. She was the Saint of the Church of the God of Light, and had witnessed the coming of God's grace and the God of Light. Why did she come to such a blasphemous conclusion? Why... did she doubt the greatness of God
She didn't dare to think about it any further. But the women who were harmed by the old church led by Peter became a burden that she had to think about.
Saint Cecilia established Protestantism west of St. Petersburg. She trained those poor women into ascetic nuns, allowing them to master the power of God bit by bit. At the same time, she also tried to get Western believers to stand on her side.
She is a saint, and she has won the admiration of her followers with her pure faith - but what next? What should she do next
Cecilia had absolutely no experience in administration... She had no idea what she should do.
Now, she was sitting in the office of the former mayor of the town. She had no appetite for the food in front of her, and she was staring at the report in front of her in a daze.
"What is this? What is this? So a small town needs to consume so much food every month? Should I not put them under martial law? Should I let them go back to recuperate first... No... I can't do this... But what should I do?"
Saint Cecilia has never been involved in any administrative work.
She couldn't understand why a group of believers as an armed force would have such a huge impact on a town. She couldn't understand why some people participated in sectarian wars not for faith but for wealth. She couldn't understand why some people had never even read a page of the doctrine, but dared to call themselves believers of the God of Light just by holding a cross.
What is going on
How can I do this
What should I do now
Can anyone help me...
Saint Cecilia felt like she had something stuck in her throat. She wanted the Ascetic Sisters to help her, but the help they could provide was also limited.
They haven't slept for two days and two nights. They need to rest... But what about their work here
The saint put down the report in her hand without saying a word. In the end, she still rang the bell on the table.
Yes, she still has someone to ask... Yes. As long as he is willing to help her, then everything can be done safely...
With the ring of the bell, the waiter outside the door came in. He was one of the few educated people in this town, but even so, he still looked very thin due to the previous drought. It was just that his sense of duty forced him to do his duty, instead of going to bed early like everyone else.
"Saint, what do you need?" he asked. He was not a believer. "Is it food? Or do you need to issue any orders?"
"Can you help me contact the capital?"
“Unfortunately, it’s not possible here—the diocese is not connected to the portal network. Even if we want to contact the capital, there must be a wizard here.
But the parish's previous attitude towards mages has caused all mages to leave the parish... If you must contact the capital, you can only send a fast horse to deliver the message."
"Then prepare the horses and have them prepare to send a letter to the Regent King Yang Hao in the capital—"
Before the Saint finished her words, the waiter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly and sighed:
"Lady Saint, there is no regent anymore. Even two years ago, the regent was exiled."
"What?! You...what did you say?!"
The Saint was stunned. What did he just say? !
She almost used her magic in her excitement and almost killed this innocent mortal on the spot in the moment when her emotions were unbalanced.
But the next moment after the saint suppressed her impulse, the waiter sighed and told her the current situation of the Roman Empire during this period.
The "Quiet Exile" incident, the "Kagad Massacre", and the royal nobles who were still unwilling to invite the regent back, and the queen in the capital who seemed to have no love for her mentor...
"If they hadn't done this, the Roman Empire wouldn't have become like this now!"
When he said this, the waiter couldn't help crying. Saint Cecilia just sat there blankly.
She couldn't understand it. She couldn't understand why so many drastic changes had taken place in this country in just a few years. She really couldn't understand it!
She now has a thousand words to say and countless questions that she wants answered.
But these words and questions ultimately point to the answers at the beginning.
If I hadn't gone underground to practice asceticism out of spite in the beginning... If I hadn't gotten upset with him for his disrespect for God, would the country not have become like this now
Saint Cecilia was silent for a long time.
Finally, she sighed and asked the servant to go back and rest. She realized that this time she would be like Yang Hao as the servant mentioned. She would go through this journey without any support.
The Saint really couldn't understand. Her brain was like paste and she couldn't filter out any useful information...
But just when the saint was once again staring at the report in front of her, a familiar magic suddenly unfolded in front of her.
She looked at the thick black fog in front of her, she opened her mouth, and finally she saw the face of her familiar friend in the fog.
"Priscilla."
It was not until then that Saint Cecilia finally understood why Priscilla had looked hesitant to speak several times when she met her.
She knew that her friend must know a lot of secrets, and she knew even more that her friend definitely understood the secret of Yang Hao's exile.