In the Name of Empress-Chapter 569 - 342: Unimpeded Path to Ascension to Divinity (Part 4)

Chapter 569: Chapter 342: Unimpeded Path to Ascension to Divinity (Part 4)

Unequal development among ethnic groups. The conflicts between the Rurik People and the Tatars, Grassland People, Black River People persist. Greater Rurikism makes other ethnicities feel a lack of belonging to the Empire, resembling mercenaries more than citizens.

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Identifying problems is easy; Roland quickly organized several dozen issues troubling the Empire—political, economic, military, educational, agriculture and industry—writing them down by category.

He rubbed his wrist and fell into deep thought.

Finding problems is simple, but how to solve them?

He began searching for inspiration from another world.

While in contemplation, his right hand unconsciously scribbled on the blank paper. When he awoke from his thoughts, he was startled to find a sickle and half a hammer drawn on the paper.

Roland stared at the familiar yet strange symbol for a long time, his facial expression changing slightly, and quickly tore the paper into pieces.

His breathing was somewhat hurried but soon calmed down.

The step was too big.

Currently, the Vladimir Empire’s imperial authority is stable, but its industrial foundation is weak; some things are merely wishful thinking.

Let’s be realistic; at the very least, end slavery within the Empire first.

There are still tens of millions of serfs living in deep suffering, and many tribes failed in tribal mergers have been reduced to slave laborers.

These people know only their masters, not even aware of the Empire and the Empress.

They have no property; all they can lose are their shackles, which gives them immense fighting power.

Once these people are liberated, the Empire will be completely transformed.

Roland hesitated for a long time, but still decided to write this down.

Although this policy will certainly offend the large landowners and slave owners in the Cabinet, without the courage to face the issues directly, how can change occur? 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

He must be worthy of this reward.

Roland thought of the welcoming banquet during the day; although Sofia was, as always, arbitrarily authoritative, full of arrogance and tyranny, at least she sincerely wanted to introduce him to a new wife.

She even wanted to introduce her most trusted confidante, Angelina, to him.

While such kindness cannot be accepted, it must be appreciated.

Roland burned the midnight oil, finally drafting the blueprint for the Empire’s development plan.

As he gazed at the dawn spreading in the east, he breathed out a sigh, safely storing the lengthy document that spanned dozens of pages.

It’s still early before starting work; going to sleep now would only make him more tired, so he stood up and walked over to the window.

Outside the window, the cleaning servants had already begun their work.

These servants are also pitiable; head servants such as Barov may benefit from overseeing the Winter Palace, but the lives of these bottom-tier individuals surely aren’t easy.

Not only do they have to work, but their wages are likely to be reduced and embezzled.

Roland recalled the past days of the White Rose Knight Order, thinking of Warden and Stanley.

A sudden flash of insight occurred to him about the solution.

Ever since the White Rose Knight Order incident, Stanley faded from public view and became active in the business circle under another identity.

He could use his connection with Stanley and the Sassan merchants to understand Barov’s fencing channels, and after securing concrete evidence, tackle the problem from the bottom-tier servants, ensuring Barov meets his downfall with clarity.

Embezzling palace treasures and selling them in large amounts is a capital crime in any country.

Feeling delighted upon spotting the breaking point, Roland returned to his desk, found a beautiful letter paper, caressed the paper’s texture, and was surprised to discover it was actually a magic tool.

Though unclear of its purpose, Roland still picked up the letter paper and began writing.

"Dear Sylph, I am well here...

Thinking of you... all.

——Your beloved Roland."

Thinking about Sif and the adorable little elf in her belly, he decisively added the plural form after "you."

Roland shook the bell, a young man resembling a knight appeared at the door.

This was Tom, the young general who escorted him to take office.

Roland felt assured about his efficiency.

"Help me send a family letter; I need to go to work now."

Casually handing the family letter to Tom, Roland hummed a cheerful tune as he walked toward the administrative hall.

A new day begins.