The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Chapter 104 - 104 1 Immigrants_3

?Chapter 104: Chapter 1 Immigrants_3 Chapter 104: Chapter 1 Immigrants_3 “Oh, to stir up racial hatred over those ephemeral beliefs? Isn’t that a bit too obsessive?” Komer, who spoke without much concern, inadvertently drew the attention of the middle-aged gentleman with his disregard for faith.

“Lord, if I may, you seem to not take the issue of faith very seriously?” Reese asked tentatively.

“No, no, Mr. Reese, you misunderstand, my point is that harboring animosity over stories akin to myth seems rather absurd, and it has nothing to do with personal faith. Be it the Bright Holy Teaching or other minor sects worshiping different gods, I treat them all equally; in this regard, my attitude is no different from that of other Lords in the Kingdom,” Komer quickly explained, realizing he might have misspoken.

As Komer led a continuous stream of refugees migrating towards the Caucasus, Puber, who was left in charge there, was plunged into extreme excitement and fervor.

“One hundred and fifty thousand, my goodness, this is a super big deal. Hehe, I hear that Medea, Netherland, and Naples are all famously wealthy cities and countries. I believe they will donate a substantial sum of funds for the arrival of these refugees to our Caucasus, what a divine opportunity. It seems that Caffrey is about to reap a lot of benefits from Komer once again,” Puber said, beaming with joy as he danced around reading the letter from the mercenary guild.

“But, Mr. Finance Officer, have you considered that at present we have no capacity to accommodate so many immigrants? Where will they live when they get here? How will they survive? We’re already troubled enough with those half-beastman slaves, and now we’re about to get one hundred and fifty thousand immigrants, what on earth is Lord Komer thinking, has he gone mad?” Hesse gasped, one hundred and fifty thousand people! When Komer first proposed bringing in thirty thousand immigrant laborers, he thought that was the limit. He couldn’t imagine how the current Caucasus could handle such a population.

“Hehe, Mr. Hesse, please do not panic so, Lord has already made it clear in the letter that we need not worry about the food, as he has arranged for it to be transported and will soon reach the Caucasus. Hmm, it also says here that this is the Central Government of the Kingdom’s decision, not his alone. It seems that our Lord’s journey to Versailles hasn’t gone very smoothly,” Puber said playfully, making Hesse worried that his son might learn to be as slick and slippery following such a man.

“Even if the food issue is resolved, what about other necessities? Housing? Their future jobs?” Hesse breathed a sigh of relief, food was the primary issue—having food meant at least no one would starve.

“Mr. Hesse, please do not overcomplicate matters. There are plenty of trees and stone around the Caucasus. These immigrants are not Officials and Nobles; they’re refugees chased out by the beastmen, not distinguished guests we invited. Having simple wooden or stone houses to shelter in is already quite good. The winters in the Caucasus are like spring compared to their northern homeland. Those half-beastmen who have moved out from the forests have already become legal residents of the Caucasus, haven’t they? They have begun to build houses and dwellings in the suburban areas and earn a living through labor. That sets an example for the refugees. To gain citizen rights in the Caucasus does not mean they can live without working; they need jobs to make a living. Isn’t it perfect that there is now work to allocate to them? Felling trees, quarrying, road building—these infrastructure works are far from enough with just a few thousand people. But I think they can make a good start, and when Lord Komer brings back these tens of thousands of immigrants, that will be the glorious era of the Caucasus,” Puber said nonchalantly, as if all difficulties were trivial in his eyes.

“That’s right, father. Mr. Puber is correct; Lord Komer’s refugees, being refugees, I believe they will not have high demands for living conditions. We in the Caucasus can’t possibly prepare everything for them in a short time, and I think Lord Komer is well aware of this,” the young man beside Hesse said enthusiastically. “Caucasus has plenty of uncultivated forests, and now we’ve discovered iron and coal mines which require a lot of labor to exploit. One hundred and fifty thousand might seem like a lot, but when spread out, it might still not be enough in my view. Our vast Caucasus land lacks a single city. Look at the regions around us, let’s not mention Lyon, but look at the Busen Plain. Although it’s not as expansive as our Caucasus, it boasts a population of six hundred thousand, with ports and cities. That truly is the exemplar of a homeland!”

“Neptune, how can our Caucasus compare to the Busen Plain? It’s the core region of the Homer area, flat as a pancake, fertile land, developed irrigation, abundant food production, with the great port city of Natway to the east and convenient land routes. Not an exaggeration to call it paradise. If the Caucasus can match one percent of that, it would be impressive,” Hesse shook his head in dismay, “Neptune, Rome wasn’t built in a day; our Caucasus will never be able to catch up with such blessed land as the Busen Plain.”