Chapter 401 - People Are the Foundation of Everything (1/2)

When he was back in the Magic Tower, Roland immediately convened a meeting.

The managers of all the properties under the Magic Tower’s name were here. There were about forty of them, who were partly n.o.bles, mostly merchants, and some special people, like those from the Black Sand Gang.

“I’ve summoned you because there’s something important for you to work on.” Roland glanced at them and continued, “I’ll cut to the chase. I believe that many of you have felt that it’s colder than usual this winter.”

Confused, everybody looked at Roland.

“But there are still a lot of poor people in the city, whose shabby sheds cannot resist the freezing snow in this cold weather. Also, many of them are short of food. I think thousands of people might not survive this winter.”

Roland’s voice echoed in the conference room. Everybody was slightly surprised because they vaguely guessed Roland’s intention.

Was Roland going to help the poor, filthy untouchables?”

Rescuing untouchables in winter wasn’t rare. The Church of Life and the Church of Light would save some devout untouchables every year, but not too many, and they were all specialy selected.

But what was Roland’s purpose? He didn’t need any believers. Those untouchables were meaningless to him.

They couldn’t even suffice as cannon fodder.

Besides, there were tens of thousands of poor people in Delpon. How many of them could Roland save?

Helping them retrofit their houses alone would cost half of the budget of the Magic Tower. Counting the food supply every day, the Magic Tower probably would go bankrupt after the winter.

Would Roland really going to do something so stupid?

Perplexed, the partic.i.p.ants of the meeting were eager to discuss with their friends, but since Roland was staring at all of them, they dared not whisper at all.

“I want to save them!” Roland declared. “Even if there are tens of thousands of them!”

Their speculation was true. This time, everybody couldn’t hold back anymore and began to whisper.

Someone even shouted at Roland, “Sir, that’s an impractical thought. You’re underestimating the consumption of tens of thousands of people.”

Vincent was the only one who sat in silence without any excitement.

After they discussed for a while, Roland said, “I know what you think, but I’ve carefully considered the decision. For starters, the tens of thousands of people are not homeless. Most of them have a place to stay in and some food in stock, although it’s not enough for them to survive the winter.”

Everybody in the conference room listened quietly.

“They can make it through the winter as long as someone offers a certain amount of food for them,” Roland said with a smile. “We don’t have to spend too much time and energy for them. Those who need us to build houses and provide all the food for them are no more than ten thousand.”