I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Glancing at the other person, Mitia did not hide the fact: "I think it is not possible to rely on luck for food. Most of the time, even having enough to eat becomes a luxury."

Anna blinked her eyes, full of confusion. Farming depends on the weather for food, it has been like this since ancient times. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but she still said:

"Miss is right!"

Medea, who was calmly observing the window, couldn't help but smile. She turned her head and looked at the little girl sitting upright. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched her cheek: "If you understand, then say it's right."

Rubbing her itchy cheek, Anna whispered, "I don't quite understand, but I believe Miss will find a way. Mother told me that Miss is the future of Astar County, so everything Miss said is right!"

Medea smiled noncommittally.

Of course there are ways, but they are all powerless. What she can do now is to maintain stability and then plan for changes in the future.

In addition to being the eldest daughter of the Astar family, she is also a time traveler. Having traveled all the way here and lived until now, she has barely figured out the basic situation of this world.

This is a magical world where multiple races coexist, and the overall living standard is roughly at the level of the Middle Ages on the Blue Star where she lived in her previous life.

They had lords, nobles, and alien churches, and because they mastered magic, their strength was many times stronger than that of Blue Star.

Because of the bloodline inheritance of magical talent, the bloodline of this world is much stronger than the single kinship effect of Blue Star.

Basically, your life will be determined by your birth, and a few talented people will be quickly absorbed and assimilated by the nobility.

As a witch, she was born with perfect control over magic. After awakening, her magic power level has been rapidly improving at a rate of one level per month.

Now, if she exerts her full strength, she can destroy an army of hundreds of people with a single blow.

Don't underestimate just a few hundred people. The people on the opposite side took more than twenty years to become successful. How many people are enough for her to kill?

She personally felt the power and terror of this force, so in this social model where magic stands at the top of the world, there is no future for the unarmed people at the bottom.

Oh, I forgot they can be slaves, this is their future.

However, there are some exceptions. For example, the Medea branch is a model of the rise of common people. The history of her family's prosperity began with her grandfather Ackerman Astar.

It took Ackerman two generations to build a wealthy, powerful and loyal Astar family base from scratch. This is a miracle created by Ackerman.

Of course, this miracle was also the root cause of his ultimate death...

However, the old man also left a huge family business to her, a time traveler. As the future lord of the kingdom's border, she is at the top.

"Miss Medea, we are here."

"Um..."

Medea nodded and prepared to open the wooden door to get out of the car. Anna beside her hurriedly whispered, "Miss, can I hold the young master?"

Hearing Anna's words, Medea looked down at her well-behaved brother who was sleeping soundly, and raised her red lips slightly: "Forget it, he won't make a fuss, I'll just hold him."

Anna didn't know why even a young lady had to hold the young master when going out, but she didn't dare to ask more. She could only follow Medea's steps closely and pay more attention.

After getting off the carriage and leaving the soundproofing array, loud noises came from all directions, followed by a large number of refugees pouring in.

This group of people hadn't eaten anything for several days. They were all so hungry that their eyes turned green. When they saw the food, they didn't care about anything else and just wanted to rush over and stuff everything they could grab into their mouths.

Medea did not shout anything nonsense, but commanded the infantry regiment guarding near the convoy to quickly separate the crowd, build a stove and start cooking porridge.

The refugees, who were originally so excited that they were about to go crazy, gradually regained their sanity after seeing the various weapons gleaming with cold light, and waited eagerly by the side.

Medea had already instructed in advance that when adding rice, an equal amount of soil should be added to the pot. After all, there was not enough food, and this was a last resort.

The soil was condensed by her using magic in advance. She tried her best to control and remove the impurities in the soil. There is definitely no nutrition in the soil, but it can ensure that it will not kill people.

The refugees around also saw the soldiers' behavior, but no one raised any objections. They just wanted to eat, and it didn't matter what the food tasted like.

Working together with several low-level magicians to add water and light the fire, soon the aroma of rice gradually emerged from the turbid pot, which caused another commotion.

Graf, wearing heavy armor, stood on the stage and shouted loudly: "Start queuing! Children and women are given priority. Those who make trouble and cut in line will not get food! Don't worry, everyone will get food."

The crowd was in an uproar as they looked at the ferocious Graf, and after a while they parted to form a tiny aisle.

The women and children who were squeezed to the back of the crowd finally had the chance to get to the front row. Because of hope, everyone's face showed some life.

Looking at this group of women and children, they are just a drop in the ocean compared to the black mass of refugees behind them, with less than a hundred people in total.

What would happen to those who didn't come? Medea lowered her eyes, not daring to look or think too much. She could only serve them as much rice as possible.

Chapter 3: Shifting responsibilities and winning the hearts of the people.

“Give me back my husband…Give me back my husband!!!”

When the last pregnant woman who was supported by the old woman saw Medea, her originally dull eyes suddenly brightened up. She pulled away the old woman's hand with strength from nowhere and staggered towards Medea with a crazy look on her face.

Two of the heavily armored knights came out from the surrounding guards and held her down. Graf looked at them carefully, and a look of realization flashed in his eyes, and then a trace of pity emerged.

He moved closer to Medea and explained softly, "Her husband was one of the soldiers who went to war with Lord Marquis Ackerman a year ago."

Medea gently rocked her body to comfort her crying brother who was woken up by the sudden shouting, pulled away Anna who was blocking her way, and slowly walked to the woman who was pressed to her knees on the ground.

The old woman with an old and skinny face bowed desperately and begged: "Mercy, mercy, miss, she is crazy! She didn't mean it."

The beatings or executions that the old woman had expected did not happen.

With his white jade-like palm on the woman's stained forehead, he used some of his mental strength to calm her frantic mind. Then he turned to the knights and whispered, "Let her go."

"This is!"

The two looked at each other in a dilemma, but then they remembered that the woman was just an ordinary person and could not threaten Medea, so they obeyed the order.

When the old woman saw Medea's actions, she subconsciously stopped talking, but her eyes were still nervously watching Medea's actions.

Regardless of their reactions, Medea just looked at the woman's clear eyes and said softly: "I can understand your pain, because my grandfather, father, and uncle also stayed there forever."

"I know it's hard, but life goes on, doesn't it?"

The woman looked at the indelible youthfulness on Medea's delicate face and the young child in her arms.

Reason told her that the other person was also a victim, but when she thought of her own tragic fate, she was still at a loss and could only collapse on the ground and cry.

Medea heaved a sigh of relief, thinking it was worth it for her to bring the little one along. She admitted that she was just being scheming and playing the victim, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it, as it was also a fact that the mother was an orphan and a widow.

Now is not the time to waste time, the key is to acknowledge the problem and then find a solution

But what she didn't expect was that the woman's shrill cries, perhaps due to the successive natural and man-made disasters, resonated with the refugees around her.

The crying in the crowd became louder and louder, and one could vaguely hear the names of people, perhaps their dead children, or their dead husbands.

The cries of tens of thousands of people shook the world. In a trance, Medea seemed to see the overwhelming resentment.

At this moment, Graf realized that something was wrong and shouted at the crowd, "You are blaming the wrong person!"

"The order for support was issued by the King himself. The Marquis has no right to refuse. Why are you putting all the blame on the Marquis?"

The crowd fell silent for a moment, and the knights around them looked at Graf in shock, hesitating to speak: "Captain..."

Although Graf did not explicitly say who was responsible, his words were so straightforward that they were almost naming names.

Graf ignored them and continued shouting, "Think carefully, what kind of life did we live before the old marquis came? Did anyone care about our lives?"

"This isn't the first time a famine has occurred. Apart from you and your family, has any noble ever sent us food before?!"

After hearing Graf's words, Mitia felt that the various subtle looks and vague resentment from the crowd when they were observing her disappeared in an instant, as if the name Ackerman carried a special magic.

It is obvious that old Marquis Ackerman is a very charming lord.

He indeed

When he was young, Ackerman was a talented civilian magician. He did not accept the olive branch of the nobles and chose to join the army.

Later, he followed the current king's father, Ovinia II, who helped him ascend to the throne, and finally he was granted the title of marquis.

Because he was born a commoner and his fief was his hometown, he did not impose heavy taxes or annex land like other lords.

Instead, they cooperated by renting land to the poor and taking 20% ​​of the output.

This was amazing to Medea who came through later.

What this so-called cheap grandfather did in this regard was truly epoch-making.

Ackerman single-handedly won the hearts and minds of the people of a territory in the shortest possible time and with the most direct method, effectively consolidating power.

The people were very grateful after renting the land and were very motivated to farm. The grain yield was guaranteed and they all spontaneously supported Ackerman.

Border lords like the Marquis have a lot of fiefs, but they don't really make money from the output of the land. Only the manor owners earn rent from the land.

Her main sources of profit are rent from various shops in the city, taxes, and minerals within the territory.

Because food was more abundant, the child mortality rate of ordinary families dropped.

With sufficient troops, the territory of Astar, centered on the city of Uruk, has expanded and grown for Ovinia at an extremely exaggerated speed in recent years.

The outward expansion of the territory brought more affiliated towns and a large amount of land and minerals. This is a virtuous circle.

Most importantly, they generally have a very high degree of favorability towards the Astar family that leads Uruk, and are willing to follow and fight for them. They are strong and loyal.

The guard knights around Medea are the most typical example. They only obey the orders of Astar's heir.

Otherwise, it would stand to reason that if the lord died and the heir had not grown up, the people in the territory would definitely be in turmoil and would fall apart. However, this was not the case in the city of Uruk.

As the most solid border city under Astaire, its defenses at various key points were not paralyzed.

The youth guards of the territory still maintained normal security patrols, and the Kingdom of Paria's troops who came to attack and test were returned empty-handed.

This also means that the new king, Ovinia III, has no reason to insert people in, as long as there is no treason or the country is about to fall.

Then a border lord of the rank of Marquis, even a king, would have no other reason to interfere in the affairs of the territory.

They could only send a legion to garrison not far away in the name of coordinating the defense, but they were unable to directly take over the city of Uruk.

Astar's people held out until Medea took over the territory's affairs and smoothly handed over the command.

It can be said that the reason why Medea can now maintain the operation of her huge territory so smoothly is simply because her full name is: Medea Ackerman Astar.

Ackerman is no longer alive, but his influence is everywhere.

Seeing the change in the refugees' eyes, Mitia raised her hand and stopped Graf from speaking in time, just enough to say.

Graf belongs to the knight class under the Marquis, and the kingdom has no right to control them, so the Astaire family can still protect him in the previous paragraphs.

But if he continues talking and incites a riot or something like that, then no one will be able to be saved.

Seeing Medea's actions, Graf's chest rose and fell, but he still faithfully followed the order and stepped aside. Medea stepped forward and said loudly:

"I declare that all displaced women and elderly people, as well as all children, can be sent to Astar Manor! I will be responsible for their food and guarantee the survival rights of the elderly, women and children in this difficult period."

"On behalf of the Astaire family, please allow me to express my deepest apologies to all those who have lost their loved ones in the war. Please believe me! Believe that our Astaire family will do our utmost to overcome the difficulties together with everyone!"