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In the southwest where Harpsevain was located, Vale asked.
"What you mean is that in the future, there will be three rulers in the world, who will dominate these regions?"
Masson revealed a hint of profound speculation, "That's right."
Vale said, "But I'm still a caged bird."
Vale was eagerly looking forward to the general trend of the world. While thinking about his current situation, he couldn't help but sigh.
Masson smiled but did not say anything.
Vale couldn't help being anxious, and asked directly: "Do you have a good strategy, sir?"
Masson did not speak, instead, he lifted his pen. On the white paper on the table, he wrote down, Shujin.
"Shujin?" Vale, Barnes, and Miles were very puzzled.
"This is a history book of the Imperium, you can read it if you have time." Masson handed over a book.
After sending off guests, Vale, who returned to the residence, scratched his head. He couldn't understand it. This seemingly powerful Masson... What does he mean?
What is the meaning of the word Shujin? Vale couldn't understand, so he could only pick up the history book given by Masson and read it carefully.
The history of the Imperium was not long. The most exciting part was naturally about the first emperor Hayden and the second emperor Kai, these two people were saint-like figures in the hearts of all the current people.
After reading the story of Hayden and Kai, Vale suddenly felt something.
"Does Mr. Masson mean that I should follow the example of the two rulers and learn from their approaches?"
It had to be said that Vale's patience was still enough, so his comprehension was not bad either. With a quick insight, it seemed like it was suddenly clear. Vale figured out Masson's intentions.
"Shujin-! It's not just the foundation of the Imperium, the first institute built by Emperor Shujin was Shujin Academy." Vale thought secretly.
Though he wasn't sure what the meaning of the word Kewu was, having a direction was enough. What surprised him even more was that, just a few days later, a group of people claiming to be from the three institutes suddenly came outside.
Vale himself came out to meet them. After a detailed chat, he surprisingly discovered that this group of people was the remnants of the three institutes. Now that Shujin Academy, Winterhold College, and School of Medicine had been temporarily closed by the royal family, the people of the college were fleeing in all directions.
Vale didn't know what these people were capable of but there were a lot of people on the other side, and they seemed to have a civilized temperament. Add the remainder of Masson's words, Vale didn't hesitate much and directly let these people in. This caused resentment among local administrators and large families.
Those nearly a hundred people consumed a lot of food every day and these people were very thin and weak and they had no strength to speak, what kind of work could they do? Raising a hundred pigs was better than raising them.
Vale at this time strongly rejected the demands of administrators. Emptying the family fortune, these people were placed in their fields. As a former prince, Vale naturally had a small territory of his own.
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On the other side, Abel, who got the news, was furious.
"What? All three colleges have run out of people?" He immediately jumped out of the bed of one of his favorite wives.
"My lord, it's not that they all ran away, there are still some people who haven't left." The personal guard replied.
"Where did they run off to?" Abel did not wear any shoes and was prepared to go after these people barefoot.
"My Lord." The guard immediately blocked: "They have long gone and should be dozens of kilometers away now, it is too late to chase."
"Do you have any idea where these people are running off to?" Abel asked.
"I heard from my predecessors that they were going to the southwest, which is to Vale." The guard cautiously said.
"That's ridiculous." Abel was furious and said: "I was so good to them, I gave them good food, I didn't expect that these people would all go back on their word. What's so good about Vale? What benevolence and righteousness? It's all fake. These nerds believe it."
"My Lord, what now?" The guard asked.
"If you ask me, who am I going to ask?" Abel was still angry.
"My lord, don't worry." This time, a researcher walked in from the outside.
"Gregor, you are finally here." Abel was overjoyed.
This researcher was a friend and strategist for Abel, Gregor Schuhmache. He previously concealed the situation of the remaining people of the three institutes and did not report it, it was Gregor's idea.
"Don't we have some people left behind? We have the technology and information of flintlock rifles, right?" Gregor smiled faintly and said, "In that case, what's there to panic about? Of those hundred or so people in the institutes, there are only a few that are useful. The others just have an extra mouth to eat."
"You make sense." The anger in Abel's heart dissipated immediately.