Border Guardian Hal Akircius

A few days later, the Cilentium Administration Building and the Office of the Administrator

Administrator Sittius' work is piled up in the morning.

Bring yesterday's ruling papers to Hull on time, and when it's over, you'll be waiting for your job.

The appointment of secretaries to each department has resulted in fewer types of work than in the past, but it is not usually said that they will oversee the whole thing.

Specialist knowledge is not required, but it must therefore be through to everything, because the judgement that accompanies it is required.

Of course Sittius was confident that he would achieve more than a crowd, no matter what department director he was entrusted to, but what he now requires is a comprehensive administrative capability.

A former governor of the state, Nobu had unfortunately demonstrated his abilities.

"Mr. Sittius, do you mind?

"Is that Mr. Maple, go ahead"

My first visitor today is Maple.

I've heard that we need to talk about the lizard things we invited yesterday.

A maple sitting on a chair in front of Sittius' desk slowly opens its mouth.

"Hmm, I see... you want me to arrange a place for those named Lizard Things?

"Yeah, I am... you know, for 300 people... what do you think?

"... that's a good number of people"

"Ugh, suddenly I'm sorry, Nasai"

Maple, who honestly apologizes to Sittius for saying so slightly, but Sittius continues his words without looking particularly concerned.

"But do they want to live in the city of Cilentium? If you ask me, aren't they in a special business?

"Yes, that's it, but I want a forest southwest of Cilentium."

"Is it the forest?

Maple nodding at surprised Sittius.

"Yes, the forest."

When Sittius stood up, he headed to the bookshelf in his back position, where he took out and opened a book of documents.

Its spelled paperwork serves as a map around Cilentium, and Sittius examines with his fingers the woods that Maple supposedly presented.

So far there are no people or tribes claiming ownership in untouched forests.

"Do you mind in this forest?

"Oh, it's a beautiful map - heh... oh, yeah, it's this place"

Looking at the map shown by Sittius, Maple looked uncommonly peeked and said so by checking where it was indicated with its fingers.

Sittius also says as he closed the map and put it on the original bookshelf because he was able to get confirmation.

"Fine, I don't care if it's in the woods… if we're going to build a settlement, why don't we arrange materials and manpower?

"Oh, that's okay, because if you give us the tools, we'll do it ourselves later."

Nodding at the maple words, Sittius began writing there as he took out one wooden plaque.

"Okay, let's prepare axes, saws, hammers, hammers, yen spoons, etc. After that, how would you like the streets? Now that the legions are empty, it is possible to lay them down immediately."

"... maybe we don't need it, 'cause we'll make our own home"

"Okay, I'll make arrangements, so take this bill to the public warehouse."

As Sittius says as he hands the finished wood plaque to Maple, Maple waves his heels back thanking him.

"Okay, thanks."

"No, thank you for your time."

Maple left, and a second and third visitor appeared before Sittius, who did the paperwork for a while.

"This is the Acting High Priest, what is it today?

"I just came to ask for a few favors. This is Suzuharu Minami, a pharmacist who came all the way from East Photography... Suzuharu, this is Sittius, who is the chief administrative officer of Cilentium."

"As you can see at the beginning, Dongzhao came from Donghangzhou, my name is Suzuharu Minami"

"This is an old-fashioned greeting, my name is Sittius… welcome from afar, come this way"

Two people guided to the table for reception with the guidance of Sittius.

"Hmm, I see, you mean to hire Mr. Bell as a Cilentium pharmacist"

"Yes, but can you please?

I heard the revelation, Sittius.

Now, it was not a difficult story, and it was Alshalea's business to discuss the treatment with Suzuhara because she hired Minato Suzuhara as a new pharmacist.

"Of course it is possible… special measures such as thickening allowances would be necessary"

"That's right... you're going to teach me East Photography medical technology, so I'd like you to be thicker than a regular salary..."

It seemed a little difficult to say, but Alshalea comes up with a palliative look that was somewhat saved by Sittius's earlier reference to treatment in terms of benefits at his discretion.

The opposing Suzuharu Tealeaf is sometimes about me, and I am nervous about Kachikochi.

Seeing the appearance with no particular emotion and no expression, Sittius opened his mouth as he made further writings to the writing he had placed at hand.

"Naturally, we've invited you here, so let's welcome you with special treatment. I'll talk to CFO Cowdex about the payroll, so can you make sure you pay from the pharmacy budget?"

"Okay, thanks for your consideration."

Alshalea bowing her head to that word.

"Oh, thank you. Happy."

Sittius asks Alshalea, who leaks bitter laughter to the stiff Suzuharu Tea as usual.

"No, it's a pleasure… by the way, what exactly is that technology?

"Yes, it means there are ways to keep the ingredients of the drug unbroken, balled or dried to increase the efficacy of the drug, and to be able to store it again for a long time… I don't know more either"

"… If there is anything synergistic about herbs and medicines, it is my East Photo pharmacy that has systematically researched and systematized this, and I want to teach you the art of preserving it as a pill, and I have gone beyond East Photo."

Sittius nodded deeply and opened his mouth when Suzuharu Minami gave an overview of the pharmacology of Dongzhao with Alshalea's eyes.

"Hmm, I see... and that means that the herbs produced in Cilentium can be exported and transported to other regions, not just here, after being able to increase their effectiveness, right?

"Well, I think it will be possible to carry medicines without medical practitioners in the future, especially since there are many medicines for wounds used in warfare that are unserviceable."

Alshalea responds to Sittius' words.

"I see… that helps, let's put more budget on this quarter as research costs"

"Thank you."

"Thank you. Happy."

When the two walked away thanking each other, Sittius dropped it off and then returned to his seat, adding a writing to the dossier.

Soon after Alshalea and Suzuharu Minami left, Manius, director of the City of Cilentium base of the Western Postal Association, visited Sittius.

"I'm sorry to keep you busy, but can I have your time?

"I don't mind, go ahead"

"Well, are you saying we're hiring local members of the association?"

"Yes, the spread of eastern and new northern paper, and the increased literacy rate at once due to the enrichment of the learning centers, have increased the demand for letters… I think I will hire personnel here because they can no longer be covered by personnel just brought from Headquarters very much. Also, I would like to set up a new branch office in the big villages of Cliffonam and Oran, so I was wondering if I could ask you to report and allow me to do so."

The case of Manius was that he wanted to expand the Western Postal Association and recruit personnel in Cilentium, and Cittius gave him immediate permission because he had no particular reason to say no.

You don't have to bother to open up to Hal if this is the case.

"Hmm, you don't need to get permission from the administration to set up a branch office without recruitment or transmission stones… do you intend to set up a branch office of the postal association in the villages as well?

"We think slowly of all villages, but now we just place them in major towns and villages"

Sittius slightly raises an eyebrow at Manius' words.

"Well, by then, there will be demand for mail..."

"Yes, all the imperials who have moved to the Cilentium need to exchange letters with their families in their homeland, exchange information everywhere because of the increased commercial need, and correspondence with East Photograph because of the entry of the Oriental Postal Association, but they need to go through this Cilentium because it's from within the Empire. Besides, the Northerners have also noticed the convenience of the letters and now actively have learning centers set up everywhere. And with that practice, I sent in my Cilentium-based body and letters... and there's been an explosion of letters here lately."

I nod at Manius' explanation and say as if I had noticed Sitius writing to the material.

"And is it Northern paper..."

The materials held by Sittius describe the course of development and production of the northern paper developed here in Cilentium.

The northern paper is made to imitate the eastern photographic paper, but the quality does not extend to the eastern photographic paper.

The paper method itself was found to have progressed in deciphering the East Photo book brought in by Ho, but it was abandoned for some time without the raw materials being secured.

However, research by Crafts Agency officials and Swillius has shown that it can be produced from flax stems, a crop for oil and fibre harvesting that was recently brought in by Agriculture Secretary Lulus around Cilentium, so expansion of its cultivation and mass production of northern paper is currently underway.

The results were showing up little by little.

"Yes, Originally East Photo Paper was popular and this city was cheap on paper, but since the Northern Paper studied and developed by Secretary of Crafts Swilius for its East Photo Paper has finally begun to be fully produced, the paper has become cheaper all at once… since East Photo Paper is paper used for teaching materials in official documents and learning centers or for formal contracts, imports have not dropped that much, so overall, the paper is quite popular"

"Hmm, okay, you're free to do the local hiring thing. When setting up a branch office in a village or town, the government can help."

To Manius' words, Sittius returned that as he continued to write.

"Thank you"

"Thank you for your time."

Sittius, who had been doing paperwork for a while, slowly rose and began to prepare tea.

The officials who saw it also stopped working at the same time and began to prepare daytime snacks, but only the new officials are confused and deceived by the surrounding conditions.

A new official who asks a horrible question to a senior official who just stepped out of his seat.

"It's not time for a lunch break yet..."

"Huh? What are you saying... well, you don't know. Look, the Administrator is more accurate in time here than the clock, and if you look at the Administrator, you don't have to worry about the clock."

"Yes?"

The bell rings at noon as the new official replies out of time.

And again, now the bell rang informing me of the time correction.

"... Huh?

"Don't worry about the clock tomorrow if you find out."

The senior official gently slapped the shoulder of the new official, who solidified in surprise as much as he could.

Even today, Sittius' body clock is unparalleled.

Sittius, who drank tea flat with so much honey that it could not melt and invited the new official to heartburn, now arrives at his seat with the sound of a bell that was not delayed.

A guest appeared again in a quiet office where only the sound of a sagging pen running on the eastern photo paper sounded for a while.

Now it is Sukedaisheng, Ambassador of Dongzhao City.

"Lord Administrator, may I?

"Welcome, Ambassador Suke. Come on in."

Sittius cares about the new official with a blue and white face, tells another official to prepare tea and leads himself to the reception table.

"What can I do for you today?

"Yes, the other day, we had a meeting..."

Sittius raises a single eyebrow at the words of Sukedai Cheng.

"Well... go ahead."

"Excuse me."

"Ho, so you can increase the amount of rock salt you export to Cilentium?

"Yes... do you mean to increase it, my western government has been in the store lately... but it's true that I can't buy some more salt with exclusive rights."

The public discourse also cut to the point there, Sukedaichi.

To sum up, they want us to buy the rock salts managed by the Western government in Cilentium and the Allied nations.

The rock salt originally positioned in strategic supplies is a Western specialty, but also a controlled product, and the Cilentium only purchased the allotted quantity, but since it comes here to increase its allotted quantity, it is a question of how much Cilentium can be purchased quantitatively.

So far, Cilentium had no skill in producing salt, covering everything with imports from the Empire and the Eastern Light Empire Western Province.

Imperial supplies had recently become harder to purchase with the deterioration of security within the Empire, and he had also been diagnosing the expansion of rock salt allotments from Sitius to the Western Province.

The response that came so early was the large opening of the Oriental Postal Association branch office.

"Can I assume this is the same matter as the one I interviewed here?

"Yes."

Sukedaishi nods at confirmation of Sittius.

"I don't mind if that's the case. Therefore, as we were discussing, even in this case, the demand is growing due to the population growth, and we were looking at its usefulness as a commodity or aid, so we hope that it is appropriate, just because it is a quantity… yes, please respond as soon as possible after investigating the demand, etc."

"Really? Thank you. Thank you."

Sukedaishi also smiles at Sittius' words.

"Oh, and then... how is the rebellion in your country, is the crackdown going?

"... To be honest, it's not ridiculous. The rebels in particular seem to have had civil strife and are now losing momentum. It will remain glued for a while."

Sukedaishi answers Sittius' question frankly.

It is the result of the fostering of trust between the two.

Sittius takes over the words, with a slight eyebrow root in the answer.

"Really... I'm talking about the people involved in the river route previously agreed between this one and Governor Lidu, can you come this far in that state?

"That's no problem, I think there are those who have no room for themselves because the rebellion has now cut off the river routes between the north and south of the country. This one can help you sell your favors by helping you find a place to work, and even from them, you can make a fool out of it."

Sukedaishi replies with a smile to Sittius' worries.

I guess Sittius was also only concerned with Hull's enthusiastic policies, when he heard the words and gave him a relief look.

"Really... I see, thank you very much. Street construction has already begun to spread, so please make no arrangements for escorts on the road"

Street laying to the salt banks of the Western Prefecture, which was a condition of exchange, has already begun, expanding the brick-built Altrius streets and further building them parallel to the stone-paved streets.

Since warcraft, bandits and non-allied tribes are expected to attack at the laying site, the Western government was supposed to send soldiers along the way to escort laying workers.

"Yes, this is me, and I'm begging you to do a lot of things, but one favor."

"I'd like to say it's a cheap favor... but we have a mutual interest, so don't worry about it."

Bringing today's ruling papers to Hull, Cittius, who had picked up yesterday's papers, arrived at his seat, at the same time announcing when the clock was over.

Sittius, of course, is starting to clean up his self-seated paperwork along with the sound of the bell, and the officials who saw it are simultaneously starting to prepare to leave the agency.

Overtime is not allowed in the Cilentium administration unless there is a time of war or other extra time.

This is Sittius's policy of "finishing the job in time is the right official".

There are those who have asked with their eyes open to the appearance of the officials who make such a return journey.

"Oh, you're done for the day,"

When Sittius unexpectedly stopped the cleaning hand in his voice and looked back, there stood a beekeeper's fiction smiling.

"Isn't this Mr. Fictre, and what can I do for you at a time like this?

"No, honey started picking up again this year, so I thought I'd bring it first"

Cleanup is there, and Sittius invites Fiktor to the chair in front of him sometime.

Fictre had two large pots and two small pots, and the smell of sweet honey had leaked out enough for the officials to tell.

"Thank you for taking the time… So, what do you think, what did you do this year?

"Last year we focused on adding more bees, so it wasn't that bad, but this year is amazing!

"Well... I'm looking forward to that"

"I bet you are! That's why I brought it here."

"...! This is...!

Amber honey in front of Sittius looking lightly at his eyes.

In a dim room, a sunset slips into the kettle, gleaming hard.

Each small pot opened by the fiction contains a different kind of honey, the colour of which is subtly different.

"This clear one is honey collected by mainstream bees in the Empire, mainly from identified flowers, characterized by a mellow flavour and strong sweetness"

"Hmm, sure… and it tastes the same"

Excuse me, Sittius, I can get my hands on that honey in the pot offered.

The face is only my heart.

"Ha, you're right, because this year we collected a lot of honey from pasture flowers"

Fictor adds a commentary with pleasure.

"What about this one?

"This one belongs to the bees I bought before. These bees are mainly kept in the south of East Light, but they don't choose extra flowers. Collect honey from various flowers. Taste features are sour and rich, go ahead."

To the second pot offered, I still slip my finger in rudely, drifting again loose in Sittius's face licking a honey of a slightly different and darker colour than earlier.

"Hmm, I see... now this is delicious... good! I'll take both, I guess I'll pay in silver as usual."

"Thank you."

With that said, Fiktor offers a big pot.

Sittius immediately took out a few pieces of silver coins and paid a blissful consideration for the fiction.

The officials who were watching the scene whispered.

"Silver coins... how much do you buy..."

"No, come on, I don't think there's any good in doing that guy's prying."

"... Ugh... it's disgusting..."

The new official was struck by the sweet smell, so the officials rushed to take him outside.

"Well... do you want to go home"

With a large pot connected by rope in one hand, Sittius is on his way home.

Sittius, who is in a line of work but never stays or stays in.

Home has the warmth and healing of home, something you can't taste at work.