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[Congratulations! You have become the first owner of a knights division!] ['Ruler's Cloak' has been acquired.] [Ruler's Cloak] Rating: Legendary Durability: None * Skills 'Charge Command,' 'Military Command,' and 'Ruler's Voice' will be generated. It is a cloak that symbolized the monarch who is qualified to rule over an army. Weight: 33 [Charge Command] Grants the 'Charge' skill to your soldiers.

When the soldiers advance in the direction of the enemies, movement speed and damage will increase by 200%, depending on the distance. Skill Cooldown Time: 5 minutes. Nothing will be consumed by the skill. [Military Command] You can change the direction of the marching soldiers immediately. Skill Cooldown Time: 3 minutes. Nothing will be consumed by the skill. [Ruler's Voice (Passive)] You can deliver a clear voice to soldiers at any location.

Rudra put this Legendary red cloak with the golden dragon insignia in his inventory for now since he already had a coat.

"Excellent," Winfred said, rolling out a blank map.

"Now, Lord Rudra, about the administrative paperwork regarding the new housing sectors—" Rudra bolted. Absolutely terrified of doing paperwork, he practically sprinted out of the gates. The city was buzzing with life. A local militia guard walked past Rudra, happily carrying a massive stone block over his shoulder.

"I'm telling you, man!" the guard bragged to his friend.

"The Lord's spicy breakfast wrap makes me feel like a giant!" Rudra chuckled. He kept walking until he reached the busy market square. He drew the [Great Lord's Sword] just an inch from its scabbard, activating Character Observation on the crowds. From a nearby merchant's stall, he heard the faint, constant clinking sound of coins, followed by heavy, exhausted sighs over the local math. He found a young, incredibly stressed clerk sitting behind a wobbly wooden desk. Rudra scanned him and was pleasantly surprised.

Name: Silas Age: 24 Gender: Male Occupation: Clerk Level: 18 Strength: 14/150 Stamina: 22/280 Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Agility: 19/180 Intelligence: 85/550 Skill: Quick Calculation (A) Urban Planning (A) Absolute Ledger Management (S) Logistics Master (S+) Administration (SS). A young man who spent his days organizing the scattered, desperate supply ledgers of the ruined Stormbreak region.

Even when the city was abandoned by the capital and starving, he meticulously tracked every grain of wheat with his abacus to help the surviving citizens stretch their meager rations. His innate skill completely compensates for his lack of practical, high-level experience. The locals secretly believe that if he actually had gold to manage, he could rebuild the city overnight. - A great talent. If this talent blooms, he will be the representative of a country in this particular field.

[Quick Calculation] Rating: A A talent that one person per 10, 000 people will have. You can calculate complex logistics, taxes, and material costs in your head or with an abacus instantly, without a single error. [Urban Planning] Rating: A A talent that one person per 10, 000 people will have. You have a natural eye for organizing city layouts. Buildings and roads designed by you will naturally increase the movement speed and work efficiency of the citizens using them.

[Absolute Ledger Management] Rating: S A talent that one person per 100, 000 people will have. It perfectly organizes and tracks all territory funds and resources. It instantly detects any embezzlement, resource waste, or accounting errors within the territory. [Logistics Master] Rating: S+ A talent that one person per 1, 000, 000 people will have. The higher your intelligence, the more efficiently resources are allocated across a territory.

It can reduce the consumption of materials and gold for territory projects by up to 20% while increasing the speed of construction. [Administration] Rating: SS A talent that one person per 10, 000, 000 people will have. The role of the administrator is highly important for the management of any territory, be it a warehouse, a city, or a kingdom. The speed of development is proportional to the grade of this skill.

A SS-grade administrator increases the pace of domestic development by four to five times, achieving maximum efficiency for a minimum wage when calculating with the help of an abacus. The young man's name was Silas. He was only level 18, but he possessed the SS-grade [Administration] talent Rudra walked right up to the desk.

"You look miserable." Silas looked up, his eyes deeply bagged. Then he recognized the young man's face, instantly feeling the crushing, invisible weight of Rudra's near 3000 Dignity Stat. Silas turned completely pale. He scrambled out from behind his desk, knocking his chair over, and dropped to his knees on the dirt, bowing so low his forehead touched the ground.

"M-My Lord Duke!" Silas stuttered, trembling slightly.

"Forgive my posture! I-I am just trying to balance the cost of wheat with the new stone imports. The math is horrific, and the previous lords left the supply ledgers in absolute ruins!"

"Stand up, relax," Rudra said gently. He looked at the perfectly organized ledgers stacked high on the wobbly desk.

"You're doing all this by yourself? Just with that abacus?" Silas slowly stood up, keeping his head bowed in extreme respect.

"Yes, My Liege. The current clerks are struggling to comprehend the scale of your new infrastructure budgets. I was merely attempting to stretch our grain reserves so the outer districts wouldn't starve before the next harvest." Rudra nodded slowly. The kid was practically managing a starving city's logistics from a splintered desk in the market.

"Want a new job?" Rudra smiled.

"I'll give you the position of the Administrator of Stormbreak. You'll get an actual office, a real budget, and a place where you utilize your talent to the fullest." Silas stared at him in pure shock. His jaw opened, but no words came out. Then, he grabbed his abacus and hugged it tightly to his chest, his hands shaking.

"I... I will not fail you, My Liege. I start immediately." Ten minutes later, Rudra's plan to avoid paperwork completely backfired. He was sitting in the Lord's Office, trapped between Silas and Winfred. Silas had already organized the messy ledgers into perfect stacks with terrifying speed.

"We are going broke, Lord Rudra," Silas said respectfully but bluntly.

"Even with Princess Seraphine's generous under-the-table funding, these massive infrastructure projects are bleeding our vaults dry."

"We need a massive influx of gold," Winfred agreed.

"Our underwater trade route with the Siren Kingdom is completely secure. We have exclusive access to oceanic goods no one else on the continent can get." Rudra leaned forward.

"So what's the problem? Let's sell it."

"We do not have the manpower or the network to distribute it, My Liege," Silas explained.

"We need to attract a massive, wealthy merchant company from the surface to buy our goods in bulk." Rudra nodded slowly. They needed money, and they needed merchants.

"Alright," Rudra smiled.

"I'll go find us one."