"Moreover, the status of the fertility magister is special. I don't think that they will be able to integrate into normal society, because the so-called normal society is actually a cruel world where the strong prey on the weak and bully the good and fear the evil."

"Not to mention those conceited elites, even the commoners will probably discriminate against them. In the long run, it is inevitable that they will feel resentment."

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"When the two are added together, sooner or later, these fertile sorcerers will still be in chaos."

After Papafilin's eloquent speech ended, everyone present fell silent. A few people in the middle nodded in agreement.

Papafilin picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

"There are only two long-term solutions now. The first is that we set aside half of the province as a special area for the sorcerers. We will relocate all the fertile magic conductors in the empire to live here. In this way, the relocation fee will be a huge expenditure. Many lords may not be willing to do it. And this will require the senate to bear a certain amount of expenses. At the same time, all the magic conductors are engaged in military work. They lack experience in producing civilian products and have no experience in organizing society. Therefore, the senate will give them all kinds of assistance. I've calculated that it will take about thirty years before we can completely let go of the magic shooter and let them develop their own. This money will have to come from the senate again."

"How much does it cost?"

Among all the people present, no one was more greedy for money than Calasio.

Half of the money of the senate went to the various expenses of the senate, and the other half was shared by all the members of the senate according to the voting rights.

Spending the money of the senate was equivalent to spending part of the money of the dukes.

Thus, when Calasio heard that he was going to use the money of the senate, he immediately spoke up.

"I've calculated. On average, each fertile sorceress needs to spend up to 300 gold coins. In total, they need about 195 billion gold coins."

"Ah..."

Hearing this number, almost everyone in the meeting room cried out in unison.

This was almost the total income of the senate for a year.

As if he had long known that the situation would change like this, Papafilin smiled.

"Since everyone cannot accept the first method, then we can only use the second method. As for what the second method is, I think I don't need to say it, right?"

The entire meeting room was silent.

The opportunity for peace quietly passed in this silence.

"Not to mention 65 million people, even if 65 million people are just flies, it won't be so easy to kill them. The empire is so vast. Even if the senate were to coordinate, it would take at least two years for them to communicate with each other."

After the meeting, on the way back from the meeting center to the port on the empire ship, Morsi, who was full of worry, said to her brother, "How can there not be any changes in such a long time?"

Morsi was not an ordinary person, but he lacked a sense of urgency.

His talent had not been put to much use, and he had been mediocre in terms of strategy.

It was not until he realized that his position was likely to be threatened by his younger brother in the past few years that his intelligence began to grow. However, he was not considered a brilliant person.

As a lazy person, what he wanted to do the most was to safely inherit King Beichen's position as a vassal according to the tradition of the first-born sons of the various dukes and kings.

To him, any unrest that could affect this matter would not be tolerated.

And with his intelligence, he also knew that the plan approved by the senate today to exterminate the fertility magister in the entire empire would inevitably bring turmoil to the empire, and even change the entire structure of the empire.

For this brother who had talent could not bear the loneliness of learning.

He was so immersed in the pleasures of reality that after years of learning, he had always been a middle-class strategist.

Ulysses actually did not think much of him.

However, due to his identity, Ulysses had always been respectful to him on the surface.

Ulysses smiled at his brother and asked in return, "Big Brother, do you really think that today's meeting is only about the issue of the magic conductor?"

Morsi looked at his younger brother and felt a wave of disgust in his heart.

He hated Ulysses' faint smile the most, even though his face was filled with humility and respect.

But he knew that his younger brother looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Every time he saw this smiling face, he could not help but feel the urge to rush up and give it a slap.

Because this smiling face seemed to have seven big words carved on it: "Stupid fellow, I'll tolerate you."

"Younger brother, just say what you have to say. We're brothers, what's the point of keeping it in suspense?"

Morsi turned his head unhappily and looked out of the window.

"In today's meeting, almost no one spoke the truth. The so-called issue of the Mana Guide is actually just a pretense. Today's meeting is actually discussing the issue of redrawing the boundaries of influence. And the reason why the proposal to exterminate the fertile mana guide was passed in today's meeting was because the power to change the status quo was greater than the power to maintain the status quo. In fact, these two powers existed from the very beginning. However, in the past hundred years, the former's power has gradually increased. Just like the mysterious 'Doomsday Alliance,' an unknown new alliance actually annihilated the 'East God Alliance.' The proposal to punish it was actually stopped by the Alliance Disciplinary Committee. This decision was not a coincidence."

As Ulysses spoke, he sighed.

"The changes in the empire have been going on for a long time. It's just that today, this kind of quantitative change has finally accumulated to the extent of a qualitative change."

"Big Brother, take a long look. In just three to five years, this empire will become completely different from what you imagined. The position of the stars...is about to change."

Morsi turned around to look at his younger brother. He saw Ulysses with his hands behind his head, half leaning back on the chair. His eyes were deep and cold as he looked at the ceiling.

At this moment, Morsi suddenly felt a little discouraged. As time passed, his younger brother's growth rate did not slow down at all. He had been advancing rapidly.

He felt that he was on a completely different level from his younger brother.

Whether it was in terms of intelligence, thinking, or ruthlessness, it was the same.

Five hours later, in the fifth province of the Alfa Empire, the city under Prince Ulysses...

Ulysses had just returned home. When he reached the door, he saw his teacher and his most trusted assistant, Strachey, come out to welcome him.