If You Want A Cheeky Seductress (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 48

It was after Roxiana had finished her fourth glass of beer that she finally spoke.

“Your Highness, have the refugees settled in yet?”

“Oh, the refugees. Normally, it takes about half a year for displaced people to settle in properly. Only after that much time can they find work and become somewhat acquainted with the locals. Torkan accepts even former slaves, so there’s usually little hostility—but when large numbers arrive all at once, problems arise.”

He explained calmly, as if this weren’t the first time he’d dealt with such a situation.

“Since everyone abandoned their previous occupations to come here, it must be difficult to find them new jobs.”

“Creating jobs for large numbers—not just one or two people—is a matter of national policy, so I’m considering various options. Anyway, I’ve already planned to expand our fish exports, so I’m commissioning more fishing boats and researching ways to deliver fresh seafood deep into the continent.”

“That will take quite some time. Until then, I assume you’ll support them from the national treasury?”

“Exactly. But don’t worry. With monsters running rampant, we can always hunt them and sell the byproducts—there’s no risk of anyone starving to death. There was even a time when a single monster heart sold for more than a year’s stipend of a low-ranking noble.”

Despite discussing such a troublesome issue, Floyd’s expression remained unchanged. He looked utterly unconcerned, as if he had no worries about the future at all.

‘Could it be that he truly has no weaknesses at all?’

Roxiana had intended to press him further if he ever let his guard down or showed vulnerability, so she could propose using her own abilities. But he revealed not even the slightest hint of weakness.

‘Is it not that he’s hiding it… but that he genuinely has none?’

Roxiana knew very well how many complications accepting refugees could bring. No matter how accustomed Torkan was to handling refugees, wherever people gathered, trouble inevitably followed.

Suddenly, she recalled the scene in the marketplace where he had settled a quarrel by barking orders laced with curses. Remembering his refreshingly blunt reprimands, she finally understood the calm confidence he displayed now.

‘Right. If he deals with everything that way, it’s no wonder he has no worries.’

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