Kant had a dream. He was standing in a tunnel, and it seemed that there was a strong wind blowing through the tunnel, but his body did not feel anything. No one around him seemed to see him. Kant’s heart gradually rose with fear and panic. He tried to run out of the tunnel. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape.
When his heart began to despair, a pair of hands pushed him out of the tunnel, causing the light of the sun to shine on Kant’s body again. Kant wanted to turn around and see who the owner of those hands was, but he could only see a blurry figure.
“Lord.” Kant heard someone call out.
After opening his eyes, Kant saw the ceremonial officer anxiously walking beside the bed.
After seeing Kant open his eyes, the ceremonial officer said happily, “Lord, you are finally awake.”
Kant looked out of the window. The sky had completely darkened. He asked, “What time is it now?”
“The evening banquet is about to begin. Lord, you have to start preparing quickly.” the ceremonial officer explained the current situation.
Kant nodded and got up from the bed.
The ceremonial officer immediately went forward to change his clothes. The attendant beside him brought a basin of water and asked Kant to wash his hands.
After everything was prepared, Kant led a group of people to the banquet hall.
The banquet hall’s guest seats were already filled with ministers who had been invited into the palace. After Kant arrived, the scene began to play music.
“Congratulations on Lord’s birthday!” after Kant sat down, the ministers stood up and greeted him in unison.
“Well, thank you very much. Hurry up and sit down.” Kant greeted them.
“Serve the dishes!” the ceremonial officer standing outside the banquet hall announced.
A row of orderly ceremonial officers walked to the front of the hall with dishes in their hands. They placed the fine wine and dishes on the tables of the various guests before respectfully leaving.
“Well.” after seeing that the dishes were all served, Kant nodded and said, “As the leader, let me first toast the ministers with a cup of wine. Thank you for coming to participate in this banquet.”
As Kant said that, he raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})When the ministers saw how straightforward Lord Kant was, they also raised the wine glass on their table and drank the entire glass.
“On behalf of the army, I’ll toast to you, Lord.” Bunduk sat close to Kant. At this time, he had already filled the second cup and raised his cup to Kant.
Kant smiled and nodded.
Following that, more civil servants and generals would propose a toast to Kant.
After Kant drank a few glasses, he felt that he was unable to hold his liquor. Hence, he called off the toast and invited everyone to eat together.
During the meal, many ministers took out their gifts.
Some of the items were really rare, especially a bow. The shape and the strength of the bow was top grade. It was unknown where the minister had found such a weapon.
Kant was not interested in these, while Bunduk watched from the side.
People who had been on the battlefield for a long-time loved weapons more than ordinary people. In Bunduk’s eyes, this bow could be treated as a treasure collection.
The process of displaying the gifts had opened the eyes of all the ministers.
There were some who were proud and some who were envious.
It added a lot of fun to the banquet.
In order not to disturb the happy atmosphere, Kant accepted all the gifts from the ministers.
However, when the banquet was over, the gifts would be returned to the officials who gave them.
After the meal, everyone put down their bowls. They started to listen to Kant talk about his ambition to build a country.
In Kant’s eyes, the territory of Caradia will never be restrained at the Nahrin Desert.
But a journey of ten thousand miles begins with a single step.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})The Nahrin Desert is the starting point of the Caradia Empire.
To make it an oasis of multiple meanings is the primary goal at present.
The development of the capital, Drondheim, is now in full swing. Both military and business were developing greatly.
Kant believed that they had enough strength to achieve their first goal.
Only after they had jumped to a new level would they have a chance to continue to carry out the blueprint of the Caradia Empire.
Everyone couldn’t help clapping.
Although they were all high-ranking officials, most of them were in their twenties or thirties.
At this age, when they chose to enter politics, the hot blood in their hearts was indispensable.
Kant’s words were exactly what they had expected.
None of the ambitious younglings would expect their boss to be a man who followed the rules and was willing to be ordinary.
The minister let go of the burden and began to speak one by one of their own minds about their own position.
Kant sat in his seat and sipped wine as he listened.
They talked until late into the night, until most of them passed out at the table.
Kant then arranged for the crowd to disperse and watched the guards carry the officials out of the banquet hall.
Perhaps it was because he had eaten too much today compared to the past, Kant did not immediately return to the palace where he was resting. Instead, he strolled around the palace accompanied by the guards.
He did not go back to rest until it was late at night.
The next morning, Kant got up early and went to the senate hall to begin his new day.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})However, there was only a mountain of paperwork on this day.
Kant sat down at the table.
On the table, he saw a letter.
It was from Durandal.
Kant asked the attendant beside him, “When did this letter arrive?”
“It was sent to the palace by the messenger four hours ago.” the attendant replied.
Kant nodded, silently opened the envelope, and carefully read it.
After he finished reading and put down the letter, a trace of joy appeared on his face.
Durandal’s reservoir had been built before the rainy season, and Durandal’s staff had sent a survey report: this year would be the year with the highest rainfall in the past decade.
For Caradia Empire, which had just taken over this area, this was indeed a happy thing.
After Kant sat there and thought for a moment, he immediately wrote a reply.
In the letter, he instructed Derrick to arrange for the troops under Adonis to be sent back to their hometowns for the holidays.
He also asked Derrick to always remember to report on the operation of the reservoir and the water quality investigation report for the freshwater lake.
The information reported by Durandal would be evaluated by the relevant departments in the imperial court before it was finally summarized to Kant.
At the end of the letter, Kant instructed, “Don’t forget to reward the soldiers who travel with you.”
Kant was truly surprised that this project could be completed ahead of the expected deadline.
After Kant sorted out the letter, he handed it to the messenger. He ordered the messenger to pick out a few guards and take the boxes of supplies to Durandal.
