?It took two days for the stone mason to form a proper blueprint for the sewer system that Kant had requested. Like other sewage systems, it will follow a branch-like pattern, with a few main tunnels, connected to smaller tunnels. With that, they calcted the number of materials they would need and sent a letter to the respective manufacturers.


    Over thest month, a few firms were popping up in the city, especially construction materialpanies, who were betting their fortunes on the city growing in the next few years, thanks to the policies Kant had undertaken a few months back. With that, it brought a good supply of materials and equipment to be used.


    Constructed started in the early morning of the 26th of Nummum, 5018. Using caravans,rge quantities of cement, bricks, andbor traveled to the construction site. As promised, 35 knights, all wearing brand new, but cheap cotton clothing. They reluctantly swallowed their pride, took up a shovel, and started digging where they want them to.


    While the knights dug the tunnels, many others were working on making the cement. Using water, sand, and cement powder, they were able to make the mortar pretty quickly, and startying bricks. Like before, thebor itself is specialized. While some made the cement, others brought the cement over to the others so that they cany down the bricks.


    As the knights dug, a few farmers came over to see what was happening. Seeing that they were building some kind of structure, one brave soul went over to ask what they were building. Upon hearing that they were building a sewer system, everyone residing in the area was terrified that they were to lose their homes and their livelihoods.


    With that in mind, a few set out to visit the new King, to voice their concerns about what could happen to them. Their mission was to stop the construction of the sewer system, as they felt it was their duty to protect their livelihoods, homes, andmunity.


    ...


    It had been 4 full hours since the sun rose. Kant sat in his office, with dozens of books on his desk, and a typewriter at the front. He was busy typing and continuing to make a new form of legition, one that will impact Industrial District 1 and attract businesses to invest their money, in building up factories there. As he was working, he was interrupted by a knock on his door.


    "Come in." The door opens, revealing n Fleck. He bows down, and walks right into the room, taking his seat.


    "Your majesty, we may have overlooked a few things regarding the industrialization program."


    "What is it, minister n?"


    "Well sir, although thend you chose to build Industrial District 1 may have been sparsely popted and brought little economic value, there are still some small farms located in the area, and the farmers are concerned that this would disrupt and destroy their lives," n exined.


    "Did theye here to tell me that?" Kant asked.


    "Yes, but I stopped them before they could do so. I mean, nobody is allowed to just show up to the pce and demand to talk to their king."


    "Hm... I see. Yes, I might have overlooked that part..."


    "So what should we do sir? I mean, we could stop, OR... we can just... send them away."


    "Yes. That was what I was thinking."


    "Really?" n asked.


    pαndα,noν?1,сoМ "Yes, but in the way that you think..." Kant quickly replied, seeing that he was getting the wrong idea.


    "Well, considering that I want the city to drastically expand in terms of economic output, size, and poption, this is a problem that would need a long-term answer. The expansion would mean that we will have more reluctant farmers on their hands, demanding we stop any expansion, and we would have less food to feed the poption.


    We are able to feed the current poption now with the farms covering the southern part of the ind. However, since we are nning on expanding the city, i.e using up the entire real estate of the ind, we will need a new area to produce food."


    "...Yes... That is a great point, sir. Do you have anything in mind that could fix that, sir?" n asked.


    "Yes. I do. The other side."


    "But isn''t the other side dangerous? I mean, it is close to the forest, and the chances of demons attacking the poption there are pretty high. I am not sure that they will ept that, willingly, at least."


    "Dangerous, rtively to living on the ind, minister."<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    "I am sorry, I don''t fully understand that, sir," n said with a confused tone.


    "The ind has a natural barrier, minister, being the river that makes it an ind. This meant that it was quite difficult for demons to swim past it, making the ind a demon-free zone for people to safely live.


    This also meant that we were able to keep a smaller knight force to kill off any iing threats, allowing the city to have more money, and spend it on other areas of maintaining the city, like the sewer system.


    However, this also brought a disadvantage. It meant that our citizens were less well-trained than our opponents. The only reason that we were able to march that far into the south was that we were rich enough to buy the potions.


    This is because it was also time-consuming to properly wield and use a weapon, with the strengthrgely being determined by whether you were well-fed or not. It was also not practical to use a potion every time they encountered a small demon."


    "So... what is the solution?" Kant closed the books and ced the typewriter down. He then pulled out his revolver and ces it on the table. n turns his head to look at it. It was in half-cock position, preventing it from firing.


    "This..." Kant pointed at it."


    "This is the solution." n continued to look at it further. He reaches out his hand and stops.


    "May I?" n asks permission from Kant, not wanting to threaten him.


    "As long as you don''t touch the hammer or the trigger." With that, n picked it up and examined the weapon further.


    "Wait sir, I think I know what that is. Is that what you call a firearm?" n questions Kant.


    "Very good. Yes. This is what you can call a ck powder percussion cap revolver. It can fire 6 consecutive shots without reloading. It deals with a great amount of firepower while being easy to learn and use.


    Combine this with a percussion cap rifle, they should be good to go. If they encounter some small demon, they should be fine with the revolver. If by a small chance, they get to encounter a stronger demon, then their longer rifles should do the trick."


    "I think you need toe up with a better name, sir," he said, half-jokingly. Kant however, took it a little more seriously.


    "Is that so? How about PCR-18? It is an acronym for Percussion Cap Revolver, with the year it was invented next to it."


    "That works." n hands the weapon back to Kant, who holsters it back into his suit.


    "What we can do is to give them a few of these revolvers, as well as some percussion cap weapons, and hand them over somend for them to do what they want. Presumably, considering the skillset they possess, they will start their own farms again.


    With the city having a major demand for food, these farmers should have a mary incentive to stay and sell their produce to the city. Besides, the months of the demon areing. I don''t think anyone would be keen to iste themselves from society just yet."


    "That is an excellent idea, sir. I rmend building a registration for that. This way, you can adequately distribute thend to the people who actually have the skills, while keeping track of thatnd, mind you, AND it would give us an opportunity to restrict the number of people who could ess firearms.


    I mean, it won''t be a good idea to hand the civilian poption a weapon that could kill anyone that easily, now should we? If they want to defend against criminals, that is what the police are there for. Add to the fact that we are in a pretty urban city, they should be able to quickly respond." n added in the end.


    Kant had mixed feelings about urban poptions owning firearms. On one hand, he was a gun-loving American. But on the other hand, he is a king of a medieval-ish kingdom. Although he can definitely see its use cases in cities, he didn''t want the poption to possess weapons to revolt against him, not yet at least. Besides, in the majority of cases, police officers should work fine in the cities.


    "Well, I guess that is it then?" Kant asked.


    "Oh yes. Certainly sir. Should I go inform them of the decision?" n questioned.


    "Of course." With that, n stood up from his chair, bowed down, and left the room. Kant picked back his typewriter and continue on with the bill he was typing.