"My king, this incident has seriously affected the future development of the Manyu Gladiator industry. If it is a little careless, it will cause a fatal blow to the entire industry. The slave industry has been seriously affected. If the Gladiator industry is affected again, our fiscal deficit will further expand and the entire military leader will be in danger."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with gray hair. His figure was polarized with Duke Borg. He was so tall and thin that he was like a bamboo pole wearing clothes, and could be blown away by a strong wind.

This man is named Mingweilang, the Chancellor of the Exchequer of Duke Borg. He has been with him for more than ten years. He is just in his forties and looks like an old man in his fifties and sixties.

In other territories, the Minister of Finance has always been a fat man, and the Manyu military leader is just the opposite. This is a large steamer, and everyone who goes up is roasted on the fire.

The serious fiscal deficit was left to him by Duke Borg's father, and Duke Borg himself was not a master who could keep money. In the first few years, not only did he not fill the vacancy, but he became even bigger. In just a few years, he had four or five ministers of the finance department.

Mingweilang is the longest in office and the strongest in ability. His huge fiscal deficit was almost filled in less than ten years, and he also turned a young man in his prime into an old man.

It was also because of this diligence that he won the trust of Duke Borg.

If it continues to develop according to the original momentum, Mingweilang will be able to fill the fiscal deficit in another three or two years and breathe a sigh of relief.

However, during an Eastern Expedition, a fire in Bastille burned the entire Manyu Army into a pot of porridge, and the finances of the Manyu Army were also turned into porridge.

The fiscal recession caused by the war, the slave industry that suffered a fatal blow, the war funds... all this made Minway unhappy.

The real driving force behind the trade with the Eternal Night Legion was not Patleme. Although he is now in Bastille, he is still controlled by the generals directly appointed by the Duke of Borg. He does not have such great power or courage to engage in large-scale transactions with the enemy.

The only one who dares to do this in the Manyu Army leader is the Duke of Borg.

The biggest driving force that promoted the establishment of business roads was the tall and thin man in front of him, Minweilang, the Minister of Finance under the leadership of Manyu.

Mingweilang is a staunch economic theory supporter. What does a strong military leader rely on?

army?

Wrong, big mistake.

It's money, it's finance.

If you don’t have enough money, how do you support so many people? How do you recruit so many troops? How do you equip so many troops?

No matter how powerful an army is, if there is no financial support or logistical supplies, it will become a snake even if it is a dragon.

The two pillar industries, the slave trade, were fatal to the point of being a mess, the entire territory was in a mess, the gladiator industry fell into sluggishness, and most areas of the territory were in semi-desert and semi-Gobi. It was neither suitable for planting like the plains of Asia Minor, nor was it more mineral-based than the Carter Hills.

After calculating, the only thing that can make the decision is the Andes Mountains. At this time, the Eternal Night Legion emerged, which was a desperate need, not to mention that the other party really had good things in his hands.

Faced with the military leader's deficit crisis and the threat of retirement from the Minister of Finance, Duke Borg, no matter how tough he was and was unwilling to bow his head and surrender, he had to contact the Eternal Night Legion that had just cheated him, but he could only pinch his nose and accept it.

With the newly opened business roads, and the patchwork of the east and west walls, the two walls were broken down and the west walls were repaired, and the gladiatorial competition was re-convened, attracting many lords and nobles from other territories. The new capital injection made Minway's life slightly better.

But in less than three days, something went wrong in the gladiator industry, creating radicals and conservatives. The two sides were in a big fight and almost blew up Minweilang, the Minister of Finance of Man Yujun.

The future of the gladiator industry is in charge of what their slave owners do, even if they consider it, it is the Duke of Borg. All they need to do is maintain the current stability and prosperity of the industry and create more wealth and taxes. This is the best choice for them and for their territory.

What made Minway even more angry was that Duke Borg had already received the news and did not intervene.

"Don't be impatient! Don't be impatient! Don't be impatient! If you get angry, who will control my finances? The fiscal deficit is not scary. What's scary is that you have lost your Excellency. Come and bring a chair for Lord Mingweilang."

Duke Borg was not stingy with his respect for this loyal minister who devoted himself to the territory.

"No, it's good for me to stand like this!"

The Chancellor of the Finance Minister Mingweilang was still angry. He was the only one who dared to speak to Duke Borg in this tone.

"I have just recovered from a serious illness, so pay more attention to rest, so sit down!"

Duke Borg was not worried and still ordered people to bring a stool.

"Thank you, sir."

Mingweilang just took the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction, and did not really argue with Duke Borg, and he realized it many years ago, otherwise he would not have sat in this position for so many years.

People should not take themselves seriously, nor should they take themselves too seriously.

Mingweilang never thought that he was irreplaceable in the Manyu Army Leadership. When he thought so, he was not far from entering the grave.

"I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, the situation will not worsen to that level in the short term."

Duke Borg looked like Jizhu was holding it, "Didn't you notice that the fiscal revenue has soared in recent times? Especially about the commission for entry into the gladiator competition."

"It does have a 20% increase compared to previous periods."

He made many financial figures and sent them to Duke Borg. Mingweilang knew everything about finances very clearly.

"But this is killing the chicken to get eggs, and it is not advisable."

Duke Borg was about to let a trace of fierce light flash in the eyes of the pair of small eyes covered by fat, and waved his hand.

"It's okay, you'll enter the finals in a few more rounds. This year's gladiator competition will end perfectly. Let them jump for a few more days. It's not too late to deal with them after the gladiator competition is over. Then let them know who is the real ruler of the Manyu Army."

It is obvious that the supreme ruler of the Manyu military leader did not fail to respond to this incident, but instead directly hit his lung tube.

One of the two pillar industries led by Manyu’s military has already been broken, and he will never allow another accident. Whether it is radical or conservative, it is a disaster in his eyes, and has become a borer in the gladiator industry and must be cleaned up.

The reason why he is tolerant is that he does not want to destroy the holding of this gladiator competition. When the gladiator competition ends, it is also the moment when the Manyu army leads the gladiator industry to enter a great purge.

The list in his hand will become the focus of his cleaning.

"Your Majesty knows it best, because I'm too worried."

Upon hearing this, Mingweilang's face suddenly looked much better. As long as Duke Borg is not completely shirking his hands, it is fine. Although there is a crisis in the gladiator industry, it is far from imminent.

Moreover, the next few rounds of competition will be the most exciting and hottest gladiator competition this year. He is not interested in gladiator competitions, but he is interested in the large amount of taxes generated by hot competitions.

If Duke Borg had a hot temper and wanted to take action immediately, he would stop him and let him endure until the end of the game.

...

Sean didn't know that he had been targeted by the old fox of Duke Borg.

Just in response to the saying, gold shines everywhere, but when Sean comes, he can make a big noise everywhere.

There are pros and cons of cooperation with conservatives.

The advantage is that the patients are stable and there are minor and serious injuries, and the collection of information on all aspects is more comprehensive.

Sean's main energy is on the severely ill patients, and the rest is left to the military doctors transferred from the Eternal Night Legion.

Sean began to give up some seriously ill patients intentionally or unintentionally and asked them to try treatment. His treatment method ultimately belongs to unconventional treatment methods.

In this world, warlocks are originally a scarce resource, and those who focus on medical skills are rare. In the eyes of most warlocks, Sean's behavior is typically not doing his job properly.

Pursuing one's own strength is the real path for most warlocks. If other warlocks come to learn medical skills from Sean, they will be spit on the spot.

Sean did not intend to work as a doctor who would cure diseases and save people for the rest of his life. Using such cheating methods, such as magic, it is the right way to summarize conventional treatment methods. After all, warlocks are a very small group of people. It is not an exaggeration to choose from tens of thousands.

In addition to some troublesome internal injuries that can cause secondary damage to the internal organs, the magic power must be assisted by magic power, even if ordinary bone injuries do not have the magic power, they can be handled completely.

Sean's ancestors in his previous life were the best proof that they had no magical power to help them develop an effective set of bone synthesis techniques. A powerful person is not much worse than modern medicine.

There is nothing else, practice makes perfect.

What's more, they have the experience summarized by Sean as a reference, and with the help of teaching from others, they will naturally get started faster. However, those patients have suffered and become the practice test products for those doctors. If they accidentally apply it wrong, they have to accept Sean's secondary correction and suffer another crime.

However, those patients themselves have no idea, and they think it is inevitable, and there is no greater trouble.

The disadvantage is that now there are countless pairs of eyes staring at them, and it is basically impossible to use some tricks in secret.

"Mr. Tang, that missionary is here again, blocking the door, and you must see you."

Lance, who came to report the news, had transformed from a waiter to a temporary care worker in the hospital. The medical center and the restaurant were completely separated. Ailer, the young lobby manager, deserved his name and left the entire restaurant to him. However, as an outsider, Sean needed a smart local to stay by his side to serve.

Eller recommended Lance to Sean. Although this little guy doesn't have Eller's cleverness, he can be called honest and honest and will not be fooled. After a little test, Sean nodded in agreement.

Lance was also overjoyed. It was not that the treatment of Angebena Hospital was better than that of the restaurant, but that it was closer to his goddess here. As long as he could take a look at him from afar every day, he would be satisfied.

Lance hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Tang, it really doesn't work. Just meet him. This missionary is different from the priest and monk in the ordinary vassal state."

"Oh, how about a different method?"

Sean, who originally wanted to refuse again, was attracted by interest. He was able to persuade someone who hated him extremely to hand him over. This person was indeed a bit capable.

"Papada Darnell is a very knowledgeable person. He is not only knowledgeable and proficient in theology, but also has unique insights into medical skills. He has heard of Mr. Tang's unique medical skills and came to study. Since he was rejected by Mr. Tang, he has set up a stall at the entrance of the hospital these days and helped others treat it for free."

Lance has the talent of a spyman and talks endlessly to Sean to describe his observations over the past few days.

"The most important thing is that the priest Darnell is not like other priests, with eyes on the top of his head and does not look at people other than the Byrons. Priest Darnell said that whether it is the Byrons, the Andes, even the Odin Orcs, are the people of God. As long as you believe in him from the heart, you will be protected by God."

"Oh?" Sean's brow was immediately raised. He turned out to be a missionary who abandoned the concept of racial concepts. With this alone, the other party was more than an ordinary missionary. If this were the case, it was really worth seeing him.

Speaking of this missionary named Darnell, he really has the spirit of perseverance.

After experiencing the previous tit-for-tat, Sean has deeply felt the malice from the Holy See.

Not only the full medical skills that Sean has promoted, but also his Andys identity.

After he joined the witch secret meeting, it seemed that the Holy Ethereal Church had stopped. In fact, he kept making small moves in private, and even the radicals had his shadow. This was a common trick used by the Holy See.

Anyone who is not good for his reputation will never stand up on his own, but will support a force that has nothing to do with him and charge in the battle.

Whenever necessary, the Holy See would even stand up and condemn the people you support, so as to earn a good reputation for yourself.

A week ago, I heard that a missionary from the Holy See came to my house. Sean's first idea was that the Holy See sent someone to cause trouble in the name of communicating medical skills.

Since affiliation with the witch secret meeting, although the Holy Ethereal Church has not gone to Angebena Hospital to cause trouble, the monks led by Monk Jensen have not stopped hosting and slandering this new type of medical technique led by Sean, and still have a great influence.

Now a missionary who agrees with his medical skills and wants to communicate with him suddenly appears. No matter how you look at it, it feels strange, unless the other party is a rebellious person with a different concept from the mainstream concept of the Holy Ethereum.

Although there is such a possibility, Sean, who is unwilling to get into more trouble, still chose to refuse.
To be continued...