Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country! - Chapter 2 Letter from afar

　　 Chapter 2 Letters from afar

　　 [Task 1: Build a sky garden]

　　 From the first time Bruno opened the wonder construction system to the present, whenever he saw this task, he would feel a touch of sadness.

　　 Is this... What's a joke? !

　　 Open the **** level difficulty as soon as it comes up?

what! This **** system!

　　 You know, for Bruno, this is not a game, and the sky garden is not just a few trees or a few hammers that can be built.

　　 Presumably, most people have more or less understood the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, known as one of the Seven Wonders of the World. This miracle that is still controversial even if it really existed really made Bruno unable to start.

　　 And when Bruno focused his consciousness on the task entry, he saw a flash of golden light, and a large introduction about the Hanging Gardens of Babylon came out with a breath of Baidu Encyclopedia.

　　 quickly swept through a series of nonsense, in general, the last sentence is the finishing touch: the true face of the sky garden is still hidden in the fog of history...

　　 Bruno wants to scold someone, he feels ten thousand horses running in his mind...

　　 There is no reference or explanation. Let me build a hammer!

　　 Not to mention how much manpower and material support is needed to build a wonder, Bruno doesn't even know what the sky garden looks like now.

　　 was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

　　 Bruno got up and opened the door, and saw that the old butler Ford was standing in front of the door with his waist crouched, followed by his personal servant Shabby.

"come in."

　　 Bruno turned around while talking, walked straight to his desk, and took a seat.

　　 The old butler Ford can be regarded as an old man in the castle. In his early years, he was a personal servant of Bruno's father and followed him around.

　　 Bruno’s father was Adam Stuart. He was an imperial commander. He later made meritorious service in suppressing the rebellion in Exeter Province, and was named hereditary Earl of Idar City by the Regent.

　　 And the old butler Ford, who accompanied Bruno's father on the battlefield and slashed the enemy chiefs, can be said to be the person Bruno trusts and relies on most today.

　　 "Lord, this is a letter from the Regent Council."

　　 The old butler who is over half a hundred years old handed over a letter.

　　The fire lacquer from the seal is printed with a double-headed eagle coat of arms dedicated to the Regent Council. The coat of arms is surrounded by a magical atmosphere, which is a special method in this world to ensure the privacy of letters.

　　In the memory of the original body, the Regent Council of the Norman Empire can be regarded as the highest authority of the Norman Empire. Especially when the imperial family is weak, the regency council composed of five great nobles can be called a monopoly.

　　 Bruno took the letter, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. The Regent is too far away for these little nobles in the fringe area. They have almost never dealt with each other on weekdays, but they don't know whether this sudden letter is good or bad.

　　While Bruno was reading the letter, the old butler Ford and personal servant Shabby retreated to the door naturally, waiting for Sir Alex's instructions.

　　 "The Regent will recruit tens of thousands of workers across the country to build statues, and even our earls must provide fifty civilians who believe in the church."

　　 After reading the letter, Bruno said in a deep voice.

　　 "Building an idol?" The old butler Ford frowned. "Isn't that a church business?"

　　 Bruno shook the envelope and said, "But it was released in the name of the Regent."

　　 "Is it okay for serfs? If civilians are forcibly recruited, I'm afraid that they have to use family private soldiers." Old Ford said in a deep voice.

　　 Bruno glanced at the letter again, and shook his head somewhat helplessly.

　　 Civilians are different from serfs in the personal attachment relationship. They are free people with their own fields and only need to pay a part of the tax to the lord each year.

　　 As for the common people who believe in the church, most of them have a little wealth at home, and fools will voluntarily trek through the mountains and rivers to do coolies for you.

　　 "Archbishop Myers dreamed of entering the realm of the gods and was grateful for the teachings of the gods..." Bruno read word by word, "Recruiting the common people to build idols in order to repay the gods' grace and redeem sins..."

and many more…

　　 Bruno seems to have suddenly thought of something...

　　 Build a **** statue?

　　 But... who in this world can really see the face of God?

　　 is nothing more than a fantasy of the world.

　　 But, in that case...Can I build a so-called sky garden with my own imagination?

　　 Bruno felt that his thoughts still make sense.

　　 saw his mind move, and the familiar words once again appeared in Bruno's field of vision.

　　 [From the budding of the first life underwater to the giant beasts of the Stone Age...]

　　 It was the familiar boot animation again. After a while, the system finally successfully loaded.

　　 Looking over the property panel on the left, Bruno couldn't wait to re-examine the task of building a sky garden.

　　 It seems... the system does not require itself to be built according to a certain standard...

　　 So... this is actually an open proposition?

　　Although it still looks difficult... but it at least leaves a little room for myself.

　　 "Master? Lord Earl?"

　　 The old butler Ford saw Bruno’s gaze suddenly erratic, so he waved his hand and called softly.

　　 Shabi quickly whispered: "You are not in the house these days. When the youngest is serving the master, the master often falls into deep thought. You see... our master is indeed a wise noble!"

　　 "Yes...Is that so?" The old butler Ford was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Bruno again. Sure enough, his master seemed to be thinking carefully and strategizing.

"Master is really working so hard... At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he has to take on the heavy responsibility of governing one territory..." Old Ford suddenly felt emotional: "Sabi, tell the kitchen to make more black puddings for the lord at night. But you must take a good job of replenishing your body."

　　 "Yes, the villain knows." Shabi quickly replied.

　　 Exiting from the interface of the system, Bruno looked at the two who were whispering.

　　 "What are you talking about?" Bruno asked with a smile.

　　 "If you go back to the lord, the old housekeeper sees that you have everything you can do, and specially ordered the villain to prepare more black pudding in the kitchen."

　　 The smile on Bruno's face suddenly stiffened.

　　 "I don't have to... prepare more white bread... Forget it, I'll go to the kitchen and see it myself later."

　　 "How can this work, sir, how can you go to the waiting place..."

　　 Before the old Ford could finish speaking, Bruno raised his hand and interrupted the old butler.

　　 "That's it..." Bruno changed his words: "As for recruiting civilians, you don't need to be too anxious, Old Ford, I will give you three days to conduct a census in Idar City."

　　 "Population...what's the general population?" Old Ford was a little dazed.

　　 "The census is to register all civilians and serfs living in Idar City. Not only names, ages, etc., but also their occupations, addresses, relatives and friends, and other related information are required."

　　 Census, this is Bruno's deliberate consideration. Although Idar City is now his fief, he knows almost nothing about Idar, and he can only have a rough estimate of how many people there are.

　　 After all, the original owner of this body is an extremely absurd aristocratic master, who only knows the enjoyment of the day, and doesn't care much about the things of the territory.

　　 "But, is this any use?" Old Ford wondered.

　　 "Of course it works," Bruno said.

"For a chestnut, take this recruitment of people as an example. If we have all the civilians’ information in our hands, then we can directly use our files to make preliminary screenings, and first of all those gophers who are idle and messing up all day. The gangsters are all singled out...Similarly, talented people in various fields can also be roughly eliminated through the census. In short, although it seems a bit troublesome at the moment, it will be of great use in the future."

　　 "Understood, sir, I will do it now." Old Ford thoughtfully.