Isabella pressed on:
“Do you want to disperse them to live in the homes of the freemen?”
“Pardon my bluntness, but this is very likely to cause accidents.”
“There was once a Lord who did this and solely because of the uneven distribution of food by the host family, it ultimately led to evil arising in the refugees’ hearts, resulting in them killing the host family.”
These starving refugees, no matter how pure-hearted they used to be, had now turned into beasts stopping at nothing to survive.
Levi shook his head once more, “That’s not the method either.”
“Then what do you mean?” Isabella was puzzled; what other method could there be?
Levi smiled mysteriously.
“I’m going to build houses for them.”
“Build houses?!”
Lords Mansion.
Levi sat on the sofa, with Isabella standing by his side.
Before the assassin was found out, Isabella would protect Levi closely at his side.
He looked up ahead at the butler Trist, who was standing by on standby.
“Old Trist, go find all the professional construction craftsmen in the territory now; I need them to make a plan.”
“Have them plan a refugee base camp big enough for a thousand refugees to live in.”
You must know that whether in ancient times or modern times, population is a resource.
Since the Seventh Prince went to such great lengths to specially arrange this grand gift, then he had no reason not to accept it.
Why did those Lords fear refugees coming into their territory?
It was because they didn’t have the resources to supply so many refugees.
But Levi was different; Levi had a cheat.
As long as conditions were sufficient and time permitted, it could be said that however many refugees came, he could swallow them all up.
Levi had a premonition that at this rate, the scale of Wintertown would probably soon transform from a small town into a city.
Hearing Levi’s words, Trist used his hand to wipe away the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead:
“Although I’m not a professional, I understand management. Just the construction period alone would take at least half a month starting out; it’s simply too late.”
“Ordinary methods won’t work, of course, but what if I use my magic?”
Levi spread his hands, and a Cobblestone appeared in his palm.
A trace of astonishment appeared in Isabella’s eyes.
She had never seen the thing in Levi’s hands before.
She didn’t expect that besides the growth powder, Levi actually had other things he hadn’t shown yet.
The second Trist saw the Cobblestone, he immediately realized something.
He slapped his head in annoyance, understanding Levi’s intentions.
“Y-Your Highness! Do you want to use the Cobblestone to quickly build stone houses!?”
Cobblestone?
Such a strange name.
Isabella muttered inwardly.
Judging by what they meant, this thing could be used to build houses?
How could that be possible?
Such a small stone, how many blocks would it take to build a small house for a person to live in.
As if seeing through Isabella’s inner mumblings, Levi suddenly turned his head, tossed the Cobblestone in his hand, and said to Isabella:
“Do you want to try?”
Levi didn’t care whether Isabella wanted to try or not.
After all, in this place, he was the boss, and what he said went.
Even if she didn’t agree, she had to agree.
“Just hold the Cobblestone and place it on the floor in front of you.”
Levi directly shoved the palm-sized Cobblestone into Isabella’s hand.
The moment the Cobblestone was in her hand, Isabella’s expression noticeably changed.
!?
It’s actually this heavy!
Isabella frowned slightly; she hadn’t expected such a small Cobblestone handed over by Levi to be so heavy.
Clearly only palm-sized, yet it weighed tens of catties in her hand.
If the weight of the Cobblestone in block form hadn’t been reduced by over a hundred times, it would be a miracle if you could even pick it up.
Wait!?
Doesn’t that mean His Highness’s physical strength is terrifyingly strong?
Isabella looked at Levi in disbelief.
You must know that when His Highness handed this Cobblestone over, he did it as effortlessly as drinking water.
“What are you looking at me for? Use it facing the ground.”
Levi’s words snapped Isabella back to reality from her shock.
“Yes!”
She gripped the block in her hand, and then following Levi’s instructions, touched it against the ground.
An unusually regular one-cubic-meter quadrilateral stone block abruptly appeared before her.
“Eh!?”
Isabella was startled into taking a few steps back, her right hand pressing directly onto her sword hilt, almost pulling it out to slash.
Seeing the expression the young girl made after being startled by the placement of the stone block, Trist sneered inwardly.
Not long ago, Trist had also been startled by this thing.
Exactly, who wouldn’t get a fright seeing this kind of thing for the first time?
Levi similarly wore a smile.
Teasing the young girl occasionally was not a bad form of entertainment.
Wait, Levi suddenly realized a problem, although Levi was 27 before time-traveling, post-time-travel Levi had the body of an eighteen-year-old youth.
In other words, his behavior wasn’t teasing a young girl at all; it should be called driving a big cart…
Levi shook his head, pulled back his somewhat heaven-defying thoughts, and hurriedly returned to the main topic:
“Trist, hurry and go. The settlement work of the refugees—the sooner it is resolved, the better.”
Trist knelt on one knee and accepted the order:
“As you command, Your Highness, I will go right now to find the professional construction craftsmen!”