Santis reacted for a while before he realized what the other person meant by "friends like you".

He looked at Carmier's eyes (probably the location of his eyes): "Are you referring to a wizard who is a civilian, not controlled by the traditional mage circle or aristocratic family, and can freely join the Cecil leader, and has a certain knowledge base?"

Carmire nodded slightly: "The territory still lacks enough scholars - although we recruited a group of down-and-out scholars and mages from nearby territories, that is far from enough, the quality and quantity are not enough. I once talked to Jenny, and I know that her origin is a bit... special, so she has no connections in the capital, but you are different, Mr. Santis, although you are a civilian, at least... you are an orthodox, a complete education caster."

A wizard from the capital who was born in the orthodox lineage, even the kind who was the most miserable, was essentially different from Jenny, who was born in the slave. Santis's "class" was destined to have his own mage social circle and other spellcasters who could talk equally.

If Jenny could only be locked in the mage tower and had limited communication with other slaves, then Santis was at least free in humanity.

"I... do know some mages of the capital," Santis hesitated, "but the people who can date me are basically unsatisfactory people who are not satisfied with each other, and are excluded by the mainstream mage circle in the capital for various reasons..."

"That may be exactly what I have to do, and the Lord's requirements," said Carmier. "When you teach rune logic and basic magical courses, you should understand that what is developing on this land is a new magical technology route. In this special field, the traditional mage level does not make much sense. What we really value is the researchers' attitude to explore unknowns, the ability to accept new things, and the most basic mathematical and logical talents. I think there should be many such people among your friends."

Santis thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "I can give it a try."

"It's great. But I want to say more - often times, 'exclusion by the mainstream field' is not the same as 'having unique talents'. In most cases, a person is rejected by the social circle just because he is really stupid, but this kind of person always uses "no one can understand my talent". I don't want my outspokenness to hurt your feelings - but I don't want to cause trouble to the lord. I have seen too many people with excellent self, and they are always difficult to deal with."

Santis couldn't help laughing, looking not angry at all: "Of course, you're right. I've seen many people like this. In the capital, the down-and-out mages always form circles of all sizes, just like the mages and nobles in the upper class hold parties. In this "low-level secret magic meeting", there are often many people who complain about not meeting their talents, but only a small part of them really don't meet their talents, while the other half really don't know anything. I've been in this kind of circle for many years, so I will naturally identify them."

"That's good," Carmier relieved, "Then let's go and find the lord-this thing should be known to the lord."

Gao Wen stood in front of the map of Cecilland and its surrounding areas, looking at the winding mountains, plains, and forest lines fell into contemplation.

This map was drawn by him by himself. He restored all the details of the satellite view as much as possible while ensuring intuitiveness and easy-to-understand, and marked the various mineral resources points found along the way of the pioneering army seven hundred years ago. He still remembered what happened when he was burying his head in the study - Hetty was shocked and Amber said that Lao Zongzi must have prepared the map in advance before pretending to be scary. Rebecca was knocked by Hetty in the head because he agreed with Amber's point of view. But as Gao Wen tossed out more and more new things, he himself was the most unreasonable "resurrender from the dead", and the impact of this incredible map gradually faded.

Gao Wen believes that as the drawing techniques he wrote were taught, everyone will be less surprised by this high-precision satellite image (hand-drawn version).

Amber stood beside him, staring at him and looking at the map, but she didn't know what Gao Wen was looking at. After watching for a long time, she couldn't help it: "Hey, Gao Wen, what are you looking at?"

Gao Wen raised his hand and clicked a certain position above the map: "This is Kant's Leader."

Then his hand moved down and circled a large area: "This is the northern wasteland, then the North Bank Development Zone, Baishui River, and Cecil's leadership... The mining town is here, and this side is the western logging farm and the newly established 'Shuanglin Village'... Finally, there are two military farms in the southeast and southwest that are preparing for next spring. At present, Cecil's power is this area."

Amber stared at Gao Wen with his eyes: "Have you already tied Kant's collar into it?"

Gao Wen did not pay attention to Amber, but continued to say to himself: "The current population of the Cecil Lord's urban area is 15,000, including a large number of craftsmen and residents who moved from Kant's territory after the beginning of winter, as well as serfs and the last batch of refugees purchased from Leslie's territory. However, due to the imperfect administrative construction of Kant's territory, the demographic statistics before the beginning of winter were not completed, and it is difficult to tell how many people there could be..."

Gao Wen didn't know how many people a viscount or count in medieval Europe would have, but he knew that in this world, because humans are strong in physique and have abundance of magical magic and druid magic to ensure the basic food production, although the lower class people lived a very poor and difficult life, their population was quite large. Even in this long-desolate southern border, a large number of people were scattered on this land.

However, these people are not yet considered to be the people of Cecil's leader. Even if they have actually become the Kant's leader of the satellite town of Cecil's leader, they are still legally independent.

Amber stared at Gao Wen's serious analysis of the territory situation. After listening for a long time, he couldn't figure out what the man in front of him was saying: "So? Do you think the population is not enough? I'll tell you, a city with 10,000 people is already quite scary, okay? You..."

Gao Wen suddenly interrupted Amber: "Do you think this place is still too small?"

Amber reacted for two seconds, and his ears slowly rose: "...You finally decided to hit someone, right? Think about it carefully, if you really go to recover the fiefdom, the entire southern border would be..."

"I don't have this plan for the time being," Gao Wen glanced at the half-elves. "I think the current strategic depth is too small, and the potential population is far from enough..."

Amber looked confused: "Strategic depth? What?"

Gao Wen thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you."

Amber glared at her eyes and immediately wanted to refute something, but before she could speak, Betty's clear voice sounded outside the study door: "Master! Master Carmier and Mr. Santis are here to find you!"

"Oh?" Gao Wen was a little surprised that these two people who had nothing to do would come to find him together. He walked towards his desk and "let them in."

Amber curled his lips and stood beside Gao Wen honestly. A few seconds later, the door of the study opened, and Carmier and Santis walked in.

A few minutes later, after Gao Wen finished listening to the purpose of the two, he couldn't help but show an interesting expression on his face: "You are planning to start from the Wangdu mage circle and attract a group of talents? Through Santis's network of contacts?"

"Sir, I... can't be considered a network of contacts," Santis said nervously, "The gatherings of those great magicians can be considered network of contacts. What I know...at most, it's just a private gathering of some unsatisfactory little mages, and I don't know many people..."

Gao Wen waved his hand: "It's okay, I said just now that our original target is not those great magicians, as long as they are intellectuals, they can do it. But to be honest, I have not thought about recruiting talents from the prosperous areas of the kingdom before... including the mage circle in the royal capital, I have also had the idea."

Carmier: "You have recruited? Didn't you succeed?"

Gao Wen nodded: "That's right. Although I didn't use Santis' connections at the beginning, I offered a very high price. It's only a year later that no one became interested in the recruitment of Cecil's leader - you should know why."

"The borderland is desolate and cold, and it is next to the wasteland of Gondor. No one will think that there will be any future for being a 'magic consultant' here," Santis instantly figured out the reason, and his voice became bitter. "The people in the capital don't know the real situation here. They will only judge based on their imagination. For them, the Cecil leader is not attractive. Even if the reward is high, the mage of the capital will not easily leave the center of the kingdom... After all, for most mages, the capital means the knowledge center and the promotion channel. Even if they are in a down-and-out manner, they are unwilling to leave."

Although the reputation of the founding heroes is high, the mages are all pragmatic people. They can't see any hope of going to the southern border, so the reputation of the founding heroes is not enough to shake them - although Gao Wen also offered a very high price at the same time, he was not so generous that he could not count the cost.

"Mr. Santis, do you think with your influence, can you convince your friends to leave the 'magic center' like the King' and come to Cecil to be a pioneer?"

Santis hesitated immediately and began to subconsciously pull the button on his chest: "I..."

He wanted to say confidently that he could, but after just a little assumption, he realized that he did not have this confidence.

It is not that easy to leave the king. Even if he went to lobby for his friends in person, he would probably not be able to convince anyone with his "fame" in the circle of the Wangdu mages.

He did not have the kind of friend who was so deep that he could accompany him to open up the land in a few words - if there were any, he would not have been excluded by the Wangdu mage circle and stuffed into the southern aid team.

The young arcane's face dimmed, and the courage and enthusiasm he had finally plucked up were also hit hard, but at this moment, Carmire suddenly spoke: "Lord, the Cecil leader is not attractive to those royal mages, so they are unwilling to come, right?"

"That's right," Gao Wen nodded, "I want to attract talents unless Cecil's leadership is attractive enough."

"We have enough attractiveness." Carmier said firmly.

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows: "Hmm? Tell me."

"I," Carmire opened his hands, bright arcs of arcs jumping around him, his voice buzzing, "Is an ancient Gondor magician attractive enough? Is the great magician who personally guided them thousands of years ago attractive enough? Is the lost ancient magical skills attractive enough? Is it not believed that a thousand years later, the magician has fallen to the point of losing his desire for magic!"

Santis, Gao Wen and Amber felt a lit up at the same time. Gao Wen showed a faint smile and leaned forward: "What if those mages who came to the ancient secret skills came here and found that the situation was different from what they thought? Many of your ancient spells cannot be used in this era."

"If you have the ability, they will walk back!"

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