Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 110 Pre-war meeting

In the lord's office on the top floor of Rick Castle, Karl was looking at two reports that had just been delivered. One was about the construction costs of the Tribunal's headquarters, including the interior decoration, dormitory construction, and the accounts of various supplies such as food, drinks, equipment, etc. The other was a detailed salary list for each witch hunter and accompanying priest.

It was a money issue again. It had been several days since the Northern Tribunal moved to Reikburg, and with it came a large amount of expenses. Reikburg's expenses had risen again. His head began to hurt again. Didn't the Church agree to rectify the situation? But when it came to the question of who would pay, the other side was silent. As a result, the expenses inexplicably fell on him, the Lord of Reik. How was this different from when Gregory was the Chief Judge? It was still the same system, just with a different leader.

Of course, this is actually a good thing. Whoever pays is the boss. The Inquisition has become his private army. Moreover, it is a private army disguised as the Church. This is very terrifying. If used well, he can run rampant throughout the entire northern border.

But... the expenses are getting higher and higher, and it seems that relying on the trade of perfume and wine is not enough. Money, money, in the end it is all about money, a penny can make a hero fall.

Before he traveled through time, he was a poor loser who was short of money. After traveling through time, he became a penniless serf. Now that he has become a lord, why does he still have to worry about money?

Just then, brisk footsteps sounded outside the door.

His spy chief, Aisha, pushed the door open, her face full of anxiety.

"Sir, I need to talk to you," she said straight to the point, "The Intelligence Department is in urgent need of additional manpower."

Adding more people means paying more wages, and the money was not enough to begin with, and now they suddenly talked about this. Karl's brows twisted unconsciously.

"Isn't there enough manpower in the Intelligence Department now?" Carl asked tentatively.

But Aisha put her hands on her hips and shouted:

"My Lord, what nonsense are you talking about? I am the only one in the entire intelligence department! You know that we have more than a dozen offline liaisons, and I am responsible for connecting with them all. In addition, I have to arrange and plan tasks, organize information... I am simply too busy to handle it all!"

“Hmm~” Karl held his head in distress, “How about asking your husband to help you first?”

But I heard Aisha say:

"If you insist on doing this, I have no objection, but I want to remind you that my husband is just an ordinary porter. He has no ambitions and can barely read..."

"I understand. So how many people do you need to recruit?" Carl gave in.

"Well, at least three clerks. In addition, two people will be promoted to be the main contact persons. Since they are promoted, their salaries must increase..." Aisha said.

"I understand."

Ah, money! When Carl signed Elsa's expense application form, he felt his heart bleeding.

However, not long after sending Aisha away, Selena entered the room again:

"Lord Carl, more and more people are pouring in these days. Rickburg is experiencing an unprecedented refugee crisis! We need to build more houses and more food... I hope you can take a look at this emergency relief plan..."

Carl felt powerless and closed his eyes. He had just sent one person away, how come another one came asking for money?

As if she noticed something strange about Carl, Selena showed a hint of concern:

"My Lord, are you okay? Do you want to rest for a while?"

"It's okay." Carl rubbed his eyes and replied, "What did you say just now?"

"Oh, I hope you can agree to this rescue plan if possible. After all, population growth is a good thing for Rickburg..."

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then signed the report handed to him by Selena.

After seeing Selena off, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, before he could rest assured for long, the door was pushed open again, and this time it was Amira who came in.

"Karl, there is something extremely urgent that I must tell you." The female sorceress said seriously.

"What?" After seeing the other person's expression, Carl immediately became alert.

But then Amira continued:

"The Mage Tower is in urgent need of an assistant who can manage daily affairs, and also needs to arrange for a servant to do the cleaning..."

"No, I don't have money!" He simply refused...

Money, money is everywhere. Now he has to find a way to make money, and there are generally two ways to make money, one is called development, which makes money slowly but is sustainable; the other is called aggression, which makes money quickly, but it still needs to be developed afterwards, otherwise it will become a burden. Now he needs quick money to solve the current urgency.

So, he chose to invade! As for the goal of the invasion, there is no need to say more.

That afternoon, an emergency meeting was held in the hall of Rickburg. Alia, Aisha, Selena, Amira, Jim who had rushed back from Porter Village, and even Eleanor participated.

Carl stood in the middle of the hall, looking at everyone, and then said loudly:

"Everyone, we are short of money! Aisha wants to expand the intelligence department, Selena needs relief funds, and Bishop Eleanor is concerned about the salary of the Northern Inquisition. I can tell you clearly that Rickburg can't take out a penny now!"

His words caused a wailing from the audience, and then he waved his hand and continued:

"So, in order to solve everyone's problems, I decided to attack Morgan Territory!"

As soon as these words came out, Eleanor suddenly shouted:

"Wait, you don't want the Inquisition to directly participate in the war between your lords?"

"Any questions?" Carl asked.

“No…no…” Eleanor shrank back.

She suddenly gave in, which was something Karl had not expected. Although the other party was under his surveillance and had no real power, judging from her personality, it was normal for her to be tough on others. She did not expect that she would give in so quickly.

"I have no objection." Alia said calmly, "But I need to point out that even though Morton was defeated before, their military strength is still stronger than ours."

"That's why we have to act now. Once he recovers, we will be in the passive position." Carl replied.

"I agree with that." Alia nodded in response.

Now he and Morton are incompatible, both of them hope the other will die, and there is no possibility of reconciliation. Even if he has seized two baronies, he is still far behind the other in strength. If he wants to win, he must strike first and fight quickly.

The female mage Amira yawned in boredom on the side:

"I have no intention of interfering with the disputes between your lords, but... we have an agreement. I have no obligation to help you fight."

"Of course, Master." Carl replied calmly, "So, don't want any assistants or servants."

Hearing this, Amira immediately became nervous:

"Wait, what I mean is, I am a wizard after all, the compensation cannot be so low! I need to add more research equipment, and a budget to purchase magic materials..."

"That's absolutely fine," Carl replied.

“What are we waiting for?” Amira shouts suddenly. “Let’s take down Morgan County!”

Carl just stood there and watched the sorceress cheering. The horn of war had been sounded and all objections had been eliminated. Morton had been fighting with him for so long, and now it was time to put an end to it.