You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 239 Because I am the King of the Valley
"Is that really the case?" Roman questioned.

“Even nobles cannot tarnish the reputation of a monastery!” the abbot said, somewhat angrily.

Roman rebuked them mercilessly: "What reputation do you have? How much land does the monastery own? Can the nuns take care of it all? How many farm laborers does the monastery have? They depend on the monastery. If you don't take responsibility for their lives, who will? You should be doing this! Instead of secretly rejoicing as if you've done something incredibly good."

Mapel opened her mouth: "That land was given to us by the king, we bought it with money, it belongs to the Papacy, it belongs to the gods..."

"Fools! Where does the Papacy's money come from? Tithes also belong to the gods, but have the gods ever seen a single piece of gold? The Papacy uses the name of the gods to amass wealth and support its army. When it sees that faith cannot influence others, it resorts to force. How are you any different from an unbeliever like me!"

He berated Maper mercilessly.

Even the most composed nun couldn't hold back her emotions.

Her face looked terrible, but she couldn't muster any confidence.

If it were any other nobleman, they would have seen Roman completely eradicate their heritage.

He refused to reason with her and immediately became enraged.

Am I a nobleman just to reason with commoners?

Of course, such people usually don't appear in front of Roman; they're either still in jail waiting for ransom or have been hanged.

Roman had already planned out where the nuns would go.

He said to Mapel, "I am going to strip all of you of your nun status."

"You have no right to do this," Maper said angrily. "His Holiness the Pope will not agree to this."

"Fools! Don't question my decision! You are prisoners, my slaves, and whatever I do with you is perfectly reasonable! Because I am the King of the Valley!"

"We have dedicated our lives to the gods!"

"You are wasting resources. I am going to marry the nuns to my soldiers. If any nun refuses, then kill her to prove her faith and loyalty! Believe me! I will throw her body into the river to feed the fish!"

He warned Mapel that he didn't care at all what the nuns thought.

These nuns are a highly valuable human resource, extremely useful to the current Origin City. The priests are the same; they all have to work for him.

Life is like rape; it's not that you can't resist, but resisting is tantamount to suicide!

It's better to eliminate unstable factors directly. Roman didn't demand ransom from the priests and nuns, and from the beginning, he didn't intend to release these people who had low combat skills but were of some value.

While there are nuns and priests who dedicate themselves to their faith, it's impossible for everyone to be one.

Roman doesn't believe in humanity, nor in human nature.

He knew that choirs could bring about miracles.

Garin also mentioned to him that the nuns' prayers and chants could communicate with the will of the unseen.

But its effect was too weak. If we were to classify it as a wizarding spell, it would be considered a spell that creates a kind of collective spiritual resonance.

In comparison, a choir is the ultimate expression of a choir.

Those who can join the choir are all pure and devout women.

Moreover, choral groups can truly communicate with the power of the gods.

Those nameless and faceless ancient gods existed long before the birth of human history.

Roman believed that the history of the world was a mess and had never been sorted out, with each tribe having its own legends of its ancestors.

There is no fixed number of years the myths have been passed down, and most of them are absurd, bizarre, and self-contradictory.

The oldest Sinnoh people consider themselves divine beings, calling the Crescent Moon people demonic barbarians, the Winterbrook people unlucky barbarians, the Highlanders barbarians, the Arctic people even wilder barbarians, and the Forest people uncivilized barbarians.

The Black Iron Lands and the Free Cities were never criticized; at most, they were called robbers and thieves.

The Papacy is the state religion of the Divine Lands, and the people of the Divine Lands also worship those ancient gods, even though they never care about the life or death of humankind.

Roman only regarded those gods as the embodiment of natural concepts.

This world is too vast, and the people of that time were too ignorant, making it very easy for them to develop nature worship, which is the prototype of religion. In this world with magic, it is only natural to possess some natural magic.

That being said, Roman also felt that the truth might not be as he thought.

But why should he care so much?
He is young and ambitious, and has a vision far beyond his time. Why should he hesitate and look back?
Do what you're going to do, and even if you fail, become the most famous loser in history!
He still remembered a certain sentence from his past life, the gist of which was—

When you look back on your life, don't have any regrets! You absolutely must accomplish something truly great!

So no matter what the facts are, they can't affect his development. Anyone who dares to stand in his way, he'll punch them twice!

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Everything starts with farming.

Roman was delayed for so long because of the war.

Now things are finally back on track.

Roman's swamp reclamation plan is also about to begin.

The swamp environment is harsh, and after the snow melts, it becomes muddy. Its internal ecosystem is complex and complete, making development extremely difficult.

Digging pits, opening ditches, diverting canals, and draining water all require manpower.

Isn't this a coincidence?

Fortunately, a large number of laborers were captured this time, including both believers and mercenaries.

They all rushed over to dig a hole for me!
Roman had already prepared a plan: he would dig ten ponds in various locations and divert shallow swamp water into them.

Each pond is about thirty meters in diameter and a little over one meter deep.

With a modern excavator, it would only take a few days, but with pure manpower...

A pond cannot be drained without hundreds of people.

In addition, it is necessary to dredge the river channels, turn over the silt, improve the soil, and build waterwheels.

Roman's transformation of the swamp is a long-term project.

It would be good if a few hundred acres of arable marshland could be reclaimed in the short term.

I hope to plant a crop of rice in the summer and see how the yield is.

Because of its decisive and efficient ruler, Origin City has a strong mobilization capacity.

Basically, as soon as Mo'er made the announcement in the morning, before noon, two or three thousand laborers had already been gathered at various residences.

The main kitchen received advance notice, ensuring timely delivery of three meals a day.

Meanwhile, another group of farmers began harvesting vegetables.

The vegetables planted last year are ready for harvest.

A total of more than 7,000 mu of land.

Roman plans to select several hundred acres of the vacated land to plant cotton, sugarcane, and sugar beets.

He valued these three crops highly and was determined to cultivate them.

Just as Roman was getting busier and busier.

Gale and the Papacy finally replied.

The suppression of the rebellion has escalated to this point, resulting in the greatest losses for Gael, but the Papacy has also suffered significant losses.

Those thirty Inquisition Knights were also considered the backbone of the Inquisition Knights.

Originally intended to protect the believers' army, it was expected to go smoothly, but unexpectedly, things went awry.

There's nothing we can do; if we lose, we have to accept it.

Their reply was simple: the ransom was acceptable.

It's just that Roman is too expensive.

Two hundred thousand gold coins—no one could accept that.

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