"...In short, by leveraging smaller costs to influence wars on the continent, we can secure space for our country's developnt. This should be our long-term overall strategy in terms of foreign politics, military, and economy," Garrett summarized after exhausting his thoughts. As he continued, he beca increasingly confident.
The advantage of geopolitics is that it has been tested over hundreds of years in the previous world. So many countries, so many leaders, have followed the sa ddling policies, proving its effectiveness.
Even when there's no issue, they stir things up. And now, there's already a spark in the dry tinder across the way, just waiting for a splash of oil!
If we don't seize this opportunity, should we wait until the Radiant Church defeats the Netherlands and then cos after us?
"Moreover, the prosperity of the Netherlands is inseparable from their vigorous developnt of industry and comrce. This aligns perfectly with our needs," Garrett took a deep breath and raised his voice, "For the Magic Council to rise, it must rely on technological advantages to lead industrial developnt and sell industrial products. A territory thriving in industry and comrce can help us sell our goods everywhere, aligning naturally with our position!"
The eting room buzzed with small discussions, though the teacher did not broadcast them. In the private chat group of legendary mages, avatars flickered like unstable light bulbs. Garrett glanced at it and felt dizzy.
He didn't know what the legendary mages were discussing or what agreents they reached. He just bowed slightly and returned to his seat.
After a while, the broadcast resud, and a legendary mage Garrett had never seen before smiled, "Anyway, there's no rush now. We need to wait a few more months, until everyone is desperate and then they'll rebel. Until then, we can just sell so supplies and verbally agree to support them."
The atmosphere livened up imdiately. On the screen, legendary mages smiled, nodded, or turned to discuss quietly with the people behind them. Another legendary mage asked, "When do you think this will happen?"
"At the earliest by the end of sumr, at the latest by next spring," Lady Endorff replied hoarsely. The screen fell silent, and then two ellipses started flashing urgently:
"Please, no more prophecies!"
"Take care of yourself, Madam!"
One was from the protective mage Steiner, the other... Garrett looked away, recognizing the charming-eyed legendary conjurer who had once wanted to take him to strange places.
Lady Endorff snorted impatiently, "Have you been hopping through dinsions so much that you don't even know the farming seasons? This doesn't require prophecy!"
The two ellipses went dark instantly. Only Lady Endorff continued speaking hoarsely, though her weak voice didn't stop her from criticizing, "If sumr crops fail, farrs will still have so reserves, small business owners with savings won't be desperate yet. After a failed autumn and winter, by next spring, when reserves are exhausted, widespread rebellion is possible."
Garrett sighed quietly.
The poorest farrs were counting on sumr crops to survive; better-off families could last until the autumn harvest. If the autumn harvest also fails this year and they have to hold on until next spring...
Sigh, the thought of widespread famine and refugees was unbearable.
"But we must clarify one thing in advance, if we agree to support them, to what extent should we go?" The elderly woman, though weak, spoke firmly, "For example, fundantally, should we send legendary mages into the battlefield?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
"Yes."
On the screen, a dense array of ellipses lit up.
Garrett was startled by the resolute attitude of these legendary mages and by his teacher's decisive "Yes." Teacher, are you going too?
You just went to the New World last year!
Senior brothers and sisters who went with you were injured!
Why must you lead the charge again in tis of war?
His heart tightened. Next to him, Grand Mage Byerbo urgently called out, "Teacher!"
"I am from the Evocation School." The Lord of Thunder waved without looking back, "If I don't step up, should we let the Enchantnt or Divination mages take the lead?"
...Teacher, did you turn off the legendary chat room broadcast when you said that?
Garrett's heart burned. He almost blurted out "I'll go too," but hesitated—his skills weren't suitable for combat, defense, or running.
As a healer with a frail body, he should stay in the rear...
His senior brothers and sisters were still arguing with the teacher, pleading, even suggesting, "Teacher, let us go instead," "We two can surely replace you."
Garrett drifted off, pondering what he could do in this war, besides healing the Earl's son.
While lost in thought, he caught a sentence, "…propose to provide a large amount of penicillin to the Netherlands, replacing so healing potions—"
What? What?!
Garrett snapped back to attention.
He listened carefully and realized the discussion had shifted to which supplies to send to the Netherlands and how much.
Regarding healing potions, due to the council's limited production capacity, they suggested ordering from the three major churches and using penicillin as a substitute for so potions...
Garrett silently calculated in his mind. When penicillin was first developed, the council's quoted price was one contribution point per dose;
After deducting production costs for the Church of Nature and purification fees for Mage Norwood, the net inco for the Mage Tower was about half a contribution point.
Three or four years had passed since then, and there had been talks of a price reduction...
"Garrett! ...Garrett?!"
"Ah? Teacher!"
Garrett quickly stood and walked to his teacher's side. The Lord of Thunder nodded ahead, "They need you."
"Mage Nordmark, the evaluation committee believes we should procure a batch of penicillin to replace so healing potions," a committee mber's voice ca from the other side of the screen, "Could you offer a discount for a bulk purchase?"
Absolutely!
Military procurent, bulk orders, of course, discounts are possible!
No matter what, it’s money falling from the sky for ...
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