[Whatever is said, will be done. You have clearly and distinctly fulfilled every one of your promises with blood.]
[If the suppression is not violent enough, then continue to suppress.]
[If the purge is not thorough enough, then continue to purge.]
[You have personally demonstrated the basic qualities that a Paradox player should possess, sowing love and peace throughout the Anglo-Saxon kingdom.]
[Everyone has understood the value of loyalty. Vortigern's army, under your command, has gradually become disciplined and loyal. Wherever the regent points, they will fight all the way.]
[But just this is not enough...]
[—Far from enough.]
[What you really want to do is to blunt their fangs and claws, to domesticate this pack of jackals into obedient house dogs; to change their thinking, to transform the bandits into builders who are beneficial to society.]
[You want to completely change the ideology of the militarism of outward conquest, to subtly transform their habits and culture, to make the Anglo-Saxon people turn their warlike nature and passion towards active production and construction.]
[If food production is increased, the fertility of the land is stabilized, and then a systematic storage structure and logistics are added, this will be able to significantly increase the chances of this island getting through the decline of the Age of Gods smoothly.]
[So what if the world is hostile.]
[You, who want to live peacefully, will never let go of any possible chance of survival.]
[It seems that having heard of your great purge, Artoria very tacitly did not continue to organize a counterattack, but called on the Celts to first rest and recuperate, to recover from the trauma suffered in the war of the previous period.]
[The southern Anglo-Saxon kingdom and the northern Celtic kingdom are now confronting each other, each occupying half of Britain's territory. A subtle balance seems to have formed between them.]
[This island, which has been in continuous warfare for decades, seems to have finally welcomed a long-lost period of peace...]
"[You have done very well, Alvin... it has far exceeded Father's expectations. You just have to do your best to stabilize the situation. Father is currently devouring the light of the Star Anchor.]"
Morgan's palm was pressed against the old man's seated body. Through the witch's powerful inspiration, she established a connection with him and repeated Vortigern's words. The original content was intermittent and obscure. It had taken Morgan a long time to barely piece together a few complete sentences.
"[This process will take Father three to five days... but, in reality, it may be three to five years.]"
"...Three to five years?"
Su Shu looked up at his sleeping old man and pondered for a moment. "Wife, the time flow in the Inner Sea of the Planet, is it different from our reality?"
"That's right." The witch released her hand, panting slightly.
Su Shu held her hand and kissed her lips, passing on the intensely consumed magical energy through the transmission of bodily fluids. Because she was communicating with a guy like Vortigern who was rejected by the Inner Sea of the Planet, even a great magus like her seemed a little strained.
"An ordinary fairy forest is fine. However, Vortiggen went to the innermost region, close to the Star Anchor. Because it is a divine armament with fixed laws, the laws there will be much stronger than in reality, so the flow of time is also completely different. A day near the Star Anchor is approximately equal to a year in reality."
"...Three to five years?"
He didn't feel that this time was troublesome. Su Shu's expression was a bit of a half-smile. He raised his gaze and looked towards the distant north. "I'm a little afraid of steamrolling the base on the other side. Maybe I should go a little easy on them...?"
Paradox players all have a flexible moral bottom line, that's right. But, a war criminal? As long as I haven't lost, then I'm not a war criminal!
As an old cataclysm, the thing Su Shu was best at—besides the Great Purge, was also "farming"...
Artoria, watch and learn. This round, this round is a teaching game! He was going to bring a little cataclysmic shock to the entire Round Table.
[Having mastered absolute military power, for the past month, you have thoroughly purged the entire Anglo-Saxon kingdom. Countless rebel armies have had their homes searched, been beheaded, and hung up for public display. Heads rolled like raindrops.]
[The deeply rooted Anglo-Saxon nobles have finally submitted to your fierce might, trembling with fear.]
[You do not have Vortigern's good temper.]
[Your old man doesn't care about the lives of the Anglo-Saxons at all. In fact, besides the survival of Britain, he can't be bothered to care about anything. But you will not let go of these good farm tools for picking cotton.]
[Feeling that the time was ripe, you decisively began to implement a new national policy.]
[First, the industry that needed the most drastic reform—agriculture.]
[The farming techniques of this era are simply crude to an outrageous degree—Britain, favored by the Age of Gods, can be called the region with the worst farming technology in the world.]
[The efficiency of land use is extremely low, fertile fields are abandoned, various fertile lands are covered with weeds, and they don't even know about slash-and-burn farming or adapting to local conditions. People basically rely on the heavens for their food.]
[Thanks to the remnants of the Age of Gods, even with the crudest farming methods, the land can still grow edible harvests—although, this does not affect the fact that there are still people who starve to death.]
[Planting is too simple, which also makes the Britons have almost no enthusiasm for exploring farming. Because just by casually scattering seeds and watering them, they can grow and sprout on this island.]
[And this is precisely the reason why this land is coveted by others.]
[What a... waste of natural resources.]
[Summoning all your vassals, you have spread various carefully selected crop varieties, and have personally supervised and demonstrated a lot of knowledge about spring sowing, grain storage, and the improvement of farming techniques.]
[You do not know how to make paper, but this does not affect you using the purest violence to crush, stir, flatten, and dry the bark fibers. You have fumbled to produce crude paper, which is much cheaper than cloth and more convenient to carry.]
[You have summoned painters and had them draw pamphlets to promote farming knowledge on paper. Although the number is scarce, you have printed and distributed them as much as possible.]
[You have listed the matter of feeding the people, a field that noble knights have always disdained, as a basic national policy of the utmost importance, and have used this as an indicator to determine the salaries and performance of officials of all ranks in each county.]
[You have opened the passes of the towns, absorbed the displaced Celtic refugees, used the material reserves of Londinium, and controlled the prices of cotton and grain, prioritizing making every resident have enough to eat and wear.]
[In the settlements with towns as units, you have selected some basic, barely literate people, hired them with food and money, and thus opened simple schools to teach writing.]
[If one goes to the capital city of Londinium and passes the exam you have set up, they can obtain an official post provided by the kingdom, and from then on, at least their family will have no worries about food and clothing.]
[Finally—]
[You stood beside the throne, announced to the world, and declared that all land would be nationalized. All noble statuses in the kingdom were thus abolished. Those who returned their land could be given priority in considering the replacement of official positions in each county.]
[Those who resist stubbornly will have their homes searched and be beheaded.]
[In this country with a barren literacy rate, you may not be able to promote programmatic documents that can be circulated by the people, nor can you explain to the people the backwardness, feudalism, and exploitative nature of the nobility.]
[But the people can see, and can personally experience, that their lives are getting better.]
[Resistance... what is that?]
[No one can resist the hearts of the people.]
[In this world, it is always the ordinary people who want to eat their fill, want to wear warm clothes, want to have a peaceful sleep, who are more, who occupy the majority.]
[They do not have grand and noble ideals, nor do they have a craving and desire for wealth and glory. They just want to have a peaceful life—a stable family, a small happiness, that is enough.]
[Even the robbers who crossed the sea are mostly ordinary people. If they were not forced to the point of being unable to live, who would go to that swaying ferry, like a willow catkin in the wind, to drift to a foreign land and lick blood from the blade of a knife.]
[...Nobles?]
[Your military power is much stronger than this pile of waste stacked up.]
[Your decrees are more loved and welcomed by the people than the harsh taxes and exploitation of these blood-sucking insects.]
[You are not afraid of any assassination, poisoning, or even slander of your reputation, because there is no one on this island who is more full of evil than you.]
[If a person curses at the abyss, will the abyss pay attention to him?]
[It will only swallow him, and let him sink deep.]
[Even your lifespan is much longer than this bunch of precious things.]
[The Anglo-Saxon nobles have bitterly discovered that you have almost dug out all the foundations on which they depend for survival.]
[As an ultimate life form, you do not need to rest.]
[If you are not squeezed by the witch, you will be full of energy all day long.]
[Your vision, a thousand years ahead, completely crushes the entire era. The judgment of the Sword of Selection is incomparably faithful and correct—looking at the past and even the next two thousand years, you are, for Britannia, a perfect monarch.]
[So, celebrate—!]
[The supreme, highest, most evil, and most violent demon king has been born on this island called Britannia!]
[The uncrowned tyrant, Alvin Pendragon.]
[The entire country is shrouded in your terrifying and majestic shadow. On this day, the Anglo-Saxon nobles have finally recalled the good old days when they were dominated by the vile king Vortigern.]
[Vortigern! Come back quickly!—]
[They have never been so eager for the return of that vile king. Unfortunately, Vortigern cannot hear. If he heard, he would only laugh at their ugly state, pat your head, and say you did a good job.]
[That tiny wave of resistance was instantly crushed under your feet, like stepping on a grasshopper.]
[In just one year, you have completed the preliminary transformation of the entire country.]
[The word "noble," in the Anglo-Saxon kingdom under your command, has been completely swept into the dustbin of history.]
[The state machine, called the centralized system, has begun to operate in a more efficient and systematic way, faithfully implementing the supreme and sole will of you, this regent.]
[The cataclysm named Alvin Pendragon, like a torrent sweeping the land, is swallowing all that is corrupt, decadent, and degenerate.]
[Your various decrees and national policies, the news of which has drifted to the northern end of the island like snowflakes...]
[The Celtic kingdom, which had been vigilantly watching the various movements of the Anglo-Saxons, was like it had been hit by a violent earthquake.]
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