Luo Jia stared at the circle on the ground for a long while, "But to keep it circulating, you need to keep putting money in... Overall, a large part of it is still not in the Great Chieftain's hands."

"The key is here... and I thought about it for a long time before I understood, this is also the biggest difference between him and other nobles," Andrea drew another large circle, including all the small circles, "From the beginning, he regarded the entire Graycastle as his own territory, so no matter which city this circulating wealth is distributed to, it all belongs to him."

"But he's the king, isn't that right to think so?"

"When Mad Flame was still the head of the clan, could your orders reach the tribes in Silverstream Oasis?" Andrea asked, "Even Iron Sand City wasn't under the control of the Mad Flame clan. The situation is similar for the Four Kingdoms. Enfeoffed nobles are equivalent to tribal leaders. They don't allow outsiders to interfere in the affairs of the territory, nor do they regard other people's fiefs as their own homes."

"..." Luo Jia was silent for a while, "This isn't something that can be decided by different opinions."

"That's right, you Ashes are much smarter. Try to stay away from her in the future, it will affect your thinking ability." Andrea patted her on the shoulder, "This requires the double support of strength and policy. The former makes the enfeoffed nobles flinch, while the latter can concentrate power in the hands of the king – this is definitely an innovation. The difficulty lies in the fact that His Majesty Roland not only has such an idea, but also has actions that are approaching this from the beginning. Staying in Neverwinter City for a long time, the more I feel that such details are countless."

"It's indeed a bit... complicated." Luo Jia touched her head, while secretly surprised that this blonde woman who seemed to keep people at a distance would answer so carefully when it came to such issues. Could it be that she usually wants to share these discoveries with others, but has been suffering from no one to talk to?

"Of course, politics is ten thousand times more complicated than fighting," Andrea said triumphantly, "And this is only one point, another point is that what he gets is not only constantly growing wealth, but also – you."

"Us?"

"This principle is much simpler. Migrating Sand People get food and housing through work, and also become part of this cycle. You will gradually get used to this kind of life, and use your salary to exchange for more comfortable enjoyment products, and then you will never be able to break away from it. In the end, you will become Graycastle people, not a nominal member, but his true subjects."

Andrea stuck the wooden stick into the ground, clapped her hands and stood up, "This process is certain. The oasis is constantly shrinking, and many tribes are facing survival threats. Now there is a way to survive without killing each other, and migration is sooner or later. And there is still a lot of land in the Southern Territory that has been abandoned due to the war, rather than continuing to leave it empty, it is better to give it to the Sand People to cultivate – this is also producing wealth for him."

Speaking of this, she paused, "Now you understand, right? If you use this method, in twenty years, His Majesty Roland will not only get the Blackwater he wants, the wealth that circulates and grows, but also most of the Mojin people in the far south – compared to buying slaves, do you still think the former is more cost-effective?"

Luo Jia did not answer, she suddenly felt that something in her heart was touched. Compared with the question itself, she cared more about the other party's attitude – the reason why Andrea didn't hide it was probably not because she trusted herself, but because even if she knew it, it didn't matter. Whether she accepted it or not, the result couldn't be changed. It was like a waterfall rushing down from a cliff, its momentum was unstoppable.

Openly, using force to break skill, unstoppable... being able to integrate the situation, people's hearts, and power into one, and taking all this into account so deeply, the moves used must be unavoidable. It is admirable to see through this layout, let alone the initiator. If the Great Chieftain was born in Iron Sand City, he must also be an outstanding martial artist.

Perhaps this is the direction she should strive for.

"Thank you for your guidance, I feel that my martial arts skills have taken another step forward!" Luo Jia clenched her fist.

"You can understand that's good—what? Wait, did you say martial arts skills?"

"Yes, I'm going to practice now, please allow me to take my leave first," she said and ran to the hillside behind her impatiently - there was an open area of ​​rubble, which was suitable for honing her skills.

"As expected, she's just like Ashes... a fool."

After running a hundred steps, the Wolf Girl heard Andrea's low murmur, but the word "fool" no longer had the cold meaning it had at the beginning.

A week later, Luo Jia received news from Echo that the Mad Flame clan had officially decided to migrate to the Southern Territory. After negotiation between the two parties, her father agreed to a three-stage migration plan to reduce the burden on Graycastle. The land allocated was the part where Clear Water Bay connected to the port, which was also the most fertile outlet in the town.

The entire migration process will last for a year. The first batch of people is expected to arrive in half a month. In order to settle the former head of the clan, Princess Aosha, who usually misses Neverwinter City the most, took the initiative to decide to extend her stay in Clear Water Port. This application was approved by the Great Chieftain, but Ashes, Andrea and Hummingbird will still set off on time and return to the Western Territory on the "Roland."

As for whether Luo Jia would follow the witches first, or stay here to wait for the clan to reunite, Echo gave the choice to her.

The Wolf Girl didn't hesitate for too long, and chose to set off with Ashes.

She believed that even if she wasn't here, her father and brother could handle the clan's affairs well – the Southern Territory was no longer a place where you needed to win survival opportunities through force and duels. If even small clans could fill their stomachs, let alone the Mad Flame people. Besides, she had already given up the position of clan leader. Meeting again in the short term would easily cause estrangement. Since she was going to leave sooner or later, it was better to leave early.

In addition, the news about Neverwinter City and the Witch Union that she learned from Ashes and Andrea also made her full of expectations for the Western Territory. Whether it was the battle witches famous on the battle strength list, or the powerful enemies hidden in the wilderness blood mist, or even the Great Chieftain who was powerless (learned from Ashes), but had a unique meaning of martial arts skills, were all reasons that prompted her to set off early.

The next day, Echo sent them to the Ironclad ship with a smile.

Standing on the deck, Luo Jia suddenly felt that those stone ships that originally seemed wide were nothing. This metal-cast ship was steadily parked beside the river. The materials used for the hull alone probably exceeded the sum of weapons and armor used by the Mojin clan. With a complicated mood, she held the railing with both hands, lowered her furry ears, and nodded goodbye to Echo.

With the deep sound of the whistle, the Roland, carrying the Third Princess of Mad Flame and her party, slowly sailed towards the Western Territory.