"Second Law of Thermodynamics: It is impossible to transfer heat from a low temperature object to a high temperature object without other effects, or it is impossible to take heat from a single heat source and convert it completely into useful work without other effects, or in an irreversible thermodynamic process Small increments in entropy are always greater than zero."
Roland copied this law neatly on paper—in the words of this world. At first glance, it looked a bit like earthworm script, but he really couldn't understand how the local people learned such complicated script.
If one of the many laws of physics is the most boring, Roland will definitely choose the second law of thermodynamics. It tells everyone that the heat in this world will always flow from high to low, disorder is replacing order, and entropy is constantly increasing. In the end, everyone will return to nothingness, and the universe will become dead silent.
And this world is free from the trouble of increasing entropy, and magic can be created out of nothing, which is even greater than the invention of perpetual motion machines! Devil power? Roland scoffed at this. They didn't realize the essence of this power at all. In a big way, it could even change the entire universe.
Of course, right now, we can start by changing Border Town.
Roland hummed a little tune, tore off the note and put it into the fireplace. Seeing it turned to ashes in the fire, he felt the pleasure of annihilating the cage.
The assistant minister looked at the inexplicable movements of the fourth prince, but fortunately, the other party has always been like this, and he does things in a casual manner, and he can see that the prince is in a good mood.
"It was done, the 'witch' was hanged at noon," Barov reported.
"Well, no one should see anything, right?" Roland tapped his pen, "Anyway, they are wearing hoods."
In order to prevent the Holy See and the Witch Aid Society from coming to the door, Roland ordered the warden to find a death-row prisoner of similar stature from the dungeon to replace Anna, and all except the chief knight and the minister's assistant were rewarded with 20 golden dragons as a seal fee . This is a huge amount of income for them.
Barov also suggested that the witnesses should shut up forever, but Roland rejected it. He knew these secrets wouldn't be kept for long, but it didn't matter, he hoped that someone would get the word out - as long as it wasn't now. It will be a matter of time to turn against the church, and no one can tolerate those idiots wasting resources like this! When other witches know that there is a small town on the border of the kingdom that allows them to live freely and even give them favorable treatment, what will the witches think
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"Then that's it," Roland ordered, "Next, you will show me all the trade, taxes and necessary expenses in Border Town last year, as well as those workshops in the city, ironware, textiles, pottery, etc. For this kind, the number and scale are also counted.”
"It will take three days for these records to be sorted out, but..." Barov nodded first, and then looked hesitant to speak.
"What else?" Roland knew that it was time to test the ability of the mouth cannon. Everything you did yesterday will always be questioned by the other party. Being a dummy is going to be a dummy. A bad personality doesn't mean you have a brain. Hidden witches, in the eyes of the minister's assistant, are simply enemies of the world.
"His Royal Highness, I don't understand..." Barov considered his words carefully. "In the past, although you were rambunctious, it was all innocuous, but... why would you take such a big risk to save a witch? Hunting them is a church. The law laid down, but your father, His Majesty Wimbledon, also agrees very much."
Roland thought for a while, and then asked, "Do you think Border Town is a good place?"
"Uh, this..." Although he didn't quite understand how this sentence was related to his own question, Barov answered truthfully, "It's not good."
"It's very bad. Compared to Jinsui City and Clear Water Port, how likely do you think I am to be better than those brothers and sisters?"
"..." The assistant minister opened his mouth and didn't answer.
"Almost zero. So I can only change it another way," Roland said blankly as he watched the other side fall into the trap he set up step by step, "a way to impress my father."
He didn't start from the point of view of whether witches are evil or not, because that would have little effect - Barov had been an assistant to the Minister of Finance for 20 years, and he was already a qualified politician. For politicians, interests are more persuasive than good and evil. In addition, taking the emotional route is also not suitable for him. Roland recalled what the fourth prince had done before, and found that he really couldn't be regarded as a kind and lawful camp.
Therefore, he chose the eternal conflict between secular kingship and religious theocracy as an entry point. The growing power of the Holy See has become a thorn in Wimbledon III's heart. The Church claims that the world works according to God's will, and the Pope is God's spokesman. If the people find out that what he said is not the truth, it will be full of loopholes, and the dominance of religion will be greatly shaken.
Directly using "Witches are not evil, so I want to save them" is difficult to convince the other party, but replacing them with "Witches are not evil, I can use this to attack the church" can easily lead Barov to his own pre-set in conclusion.
"No matter how prosperous my brothers and sisters manage the territory, they are nothing but the church's pocket. They are already preaching the divine right of the king. If only those who are crowned by the Pope can be regarded as legitimate kings, then the reality of this land is Is the ruler still us?" Roland paused, "and my father can see such a hope in me: a kingdom without the control of the Holy See, and the royal family has all the rights. Then his choice is very clear."
Replacing "the enemy of the whole world" with "the enemy of the church only" is a lot easier to accept - not to mention that Barov himself is on the side of the royal family.
"Similarly, if he realizes that these people with peculiar abilities will be the basis for prying the church, the hunting order is just a joke. On the one hand, there is no possibility, on the other hand, the possibility is not zero, you think I am worth the risk. Is it dangerous?" Roland stared at the assistant minister and said word by word, "Don't doubt my decision, Barov. You have been assistant minister for 20 years, right? If I can become Wimbledon IV, yours The word assistant can be dropped. Or go further, like... the hand of the king?"
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Looking at Barov's retreating back, Roland breathed a sigh of relief. It could be seen that he didn't take his promise too seriously, which was normal. Even Roland himself didn't believe that this arrogant plan he just made up could be realized. But that's not important at all, the key is to convince Barov that he really thinks so - a simple plan that a playboy can think of, not only in line with the fourth prince's mentality of hating the church, but also paving the way for recruiting more witches in the future the road.
As for your real thoughts? Even if they knew, they couldn't understand it.
Roland called the maid, "Call Miss Anna to see me."
Next, it's time to get down to business. he thought enthusiastically.