Outside the palace of Imperial City, Roderick watched as Vincent arranged the densely packed guard posts under the city walls. Every guard post could be seen by the other guard posts at the same time. Together, they formed a large net that spread out across the entire city with the palace as the center.
With such an arrangement, even if a bird flew into Imperial City, the news would be transmitted to the palace at the first opportunity.
Roderick nodded and said with a face full of praise, "Not bad, this is the most wonderful arrangement I have ever seen. It seems that when you were a mercenary, your talent was really wasted. A person like you was born to be in charge of government affairs. You should be a master of a city!"
Vincent smiled shyly and shook his head. He said, "Lord oracle, you are flattering me. This is just a small trick. If I really want to defend the Imperial City against the foreign races, I will still have to rely on Lord oracle!"
