Darius Supreme Chapter 347
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A month ago, after Darius announced that the first phase could commence, he had spent the rest of the day physically inspecting the rest of his territory.
He flew up to the sky and looked over the expansive city sprawling out before him.
It was about 5-6 times the size of Ando, a city large enough to hold trillions, and Darius frankly could see the city stretch all the way to the horizon.
The core section only made up a small amount of this sprawling mass, and it was currently only about 10% populated.
Darius saw a significant amount of human traffic in the inner city, where the former members of the homestead, as well as the exiled nobles who were now part of Darius' faction, were situated. They only occupied 0.1% or less of the space at best.
As for the outer section, it was still being constructed and completely uninhabited currently.
After all, its purpose was to cater to outsiders who wanted to use the amenities of the city, but also to separate them from the true citizens so an artificial caste system could be created.
Darius smiled after seeing everything was set to perfection. He then lowered himself and used Miranda to summon two important people over.
Soon, Lord Spencley and Lord McNickles came over and greeted Darius.
"Nicholas, as the mayor, I am hereby formally handing over all the city's administrative duties to you. Elijah, now that the academy has been built you shall officially become its headmaster. It's now your job to look through the young talents of our city and groom them in a special class."
Darius continued as he rubbed his chin. "As for external students, you can take them in. The academy was built with hostels for such students, but the entry rate should be made to be despairingly high so we only attract talents."
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"During the stay of such students, they are to be treated as residents but not citizens, so they should not receive citizenship rights. However, if they graduate successfully, they automatically become citizens and may bring their nuclear family to live here."
Darius turned to Lord Spencely. "Nicholas, it's up to you to draft the laws and set up the governmental system for the city. As for your ministers, choose from our affiliated nobles who you feel have some sense or talent in management."
Darius' expression became grave. "Keep the caste system rigid! Create means and ways for different classes to understand the gap between them and enforce them as needed!"
"For example, tourists and visitors should be given some basic protections and rights as well as good safety in order to promote the flow of traffic. As for non-residents who stay for moderate periods of time to work out of the city, refuse them the ability to purchase homes. They are the bottommost tier in the hierarchy and should be largely ignored by the law."
"For residents who are able to purchase homes and villas in the outer section, they are one stage below citizens and can be treated as the kingpins of all the denominations that exist in the outer city. After them are the workers, those who rent a plot for business or are employed by us to work in our stores and other facilities."
"As for them, they are protected on the same tier as citizens. They cannot be allowed to be bullied, harmed, or threatened by anyone in the outer city caste, even the residents. Anyone who does so shall be killed regardless of who they are or who is backing them. However, that is the extent of their benefits."
"As for citizens, they are a whole different class. Whenever they leave the inner city to head to the outer one, though circumstances need them not to, they should be treated like kings! The slightest disrespect warrants extreme punishment."
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"Within the inner city, there should also be first-class citizens, the wealthy, special faction members, and the noble faction of the city. The power scales in magnitudes of this, but citizens are not allowed to kill or plot against each other."
"Any such action should be punished and made an example of." Darius concluded with a sigh.
Elijah and Nicholas nodded. As two powerful and wise men, they knew the reason for this. Firstly, Darius created the caste system, to enhance the status of his people at the expense of outsiders.
This would make outsiders crave to become citizens and do anything in their power to achieve this lofty status.
Secondly, it would enhance the financial, social, and political power of the city. The outer section alone was a place better than most capitals of Empires, much less a mere city.
Just getting land there would be a task like climbing the heavens. Those who are able would not be nobodies, but powerhouses from other kingdoms and empires.
If they were constantly stepped on by citizens of the city, that would mean their status were lower, and would weaken the publics' perception of their empire against this city.
Sort of like 'oh look, that is the handsome Prince of the Resgia Empire that is number 6 on the continent!' and in the next moment, that prince is quickly moving to the side to let some fellow with average looks and normal clothes pass by him just because they are a citizen and he doesn't dare offend them.
What kind of image would onlookers have? That Resgia Empire was useless before the city and could only behave themselves. This would create the perfect image that this city was the number 1 power on the entire Fallon Continent.
"Enough of that. As the administrator of my city and as the headmaster of what will become the number 1 Mage Academy on Fallon, you two are not powerful enough to hold up your posts." Darius pointed out.
Despite this, Nicholas and Elijah were not offended, not even close. Rather, they were incomparably excited as they waited for Darius to continue.
They knew that since he had brought this up, they were about to go through a transformation no less than Jeanne!
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