In the next few days, Hariand never saw Richard again. Every day he was guided by Ornus, the foreign affairs chief who was assigned the task of hospitality, to visit the city of Vienna. They went to the Vienna Royal Academy, the Vienna Military Academy, and Visit the cathedral, which was renamed St. Stuart, and listen to the prayers organized by the cardinal and a group of priests for the common people.

On this day, Hariand and the others were still leisurely walking on the streets of Vienna, but because Ornus had something to do temporarily, so he did not accompany him. He thought that Hariand should already be familiar with the city of Vienna, so he could rest assured. A few people went out, but they still specially greeted the city defense army and asked them to take care of them.

The city of Vienna is as bustling and lively as ever. Pedestrians on the street rub shoulders, and the shops on the street are full of goods. You can hear the sound of customers and the boss bargaining before you get close. From time to time, naughty children shuttled through the dense crowd, like loaches, followed by parents who anxiously called out the children's names, for fear that the children would get lost.

Pedestrians on the streets of Vienna seldom see those dirty beggars or poor people. Thanks to Richard’s capital development policy, almost 96% of the people in Vienna have made money, and the remaining hundred Four out of four people are either lazy and do not want to struggle, or cannot get rid of poverty due to various factors. For this group of people, Richard introduced a welfare policy, as long as the citizens of Vienna City can receive a minimum living allowance every month Well, this kind of living allowance can only guarantee that they will not starve to death, and it is very embarrassing to receive it, so most people dismiss it.

"The city of Vienna is really prosperous. Compared with Rome, it may not be on the same level."

The adjutant next to Hariand said with emotion that the clothes and fabrics of the pedestrians passing by them were quite good, and their faces were ruddy. It seemed that they were often full of food. Compared with the people in the slums in Rome, It is simply heaven.

Although it has developed for more than 300 years, the city of Rome still has not got rid of the common problem of the huge gap between the rich and the poor. In such a prosperous and affluent city of Rome, the aristocratic district where the rich and the rich gather. It can hit a wealthy businessman or the sons of various families; there are also civilian areas where ordinary citizens live and slums where poor people live. They are all manors with a large area. The slums are extremely crowded. One building is next to the other. Two buildings facing each other can even reach out from their windows and hold hands to communicate. The streets are also flowing. Sewage, a stench filled the air.

In the city of Vienna, they have never seen a slum for several days, and rarely see the poor in the true sense. Although sometimes they accidentally hear people talking on the street claiming that they have no silver coins on their bodies, but they just take a look. , it can be seen that he must be pretending to be aggressive, because the fabrics on his clothes are fine and shiny, and he looks like a class that has no worries about food and clothes.

"Like this place?"

Hariand glanced at him,

Smiled lightly.

"No, I'm just feeling emotional." The adjutant shook his head, "My wife and children are still waiting for me to go back in Rome. Even if I like it here, I can't stay here."

"Oh." Hariand chuckled, looked at the towering Gabriel Tower in the distance, and said: "After we return to Rome to report on our duties, we can immigrate here with our family, maybe we They will be the first Romans to immigrate here, and many Romans will follow our footsteps and come here in the future.”

"what do you mean……"

"After returning to Rome, I will quit my job and move here with my family." Hariand said with a smile, "The history and customs of this continent are very attractive to me. I want to live here and write a record The writings of the continent of Kuyavi."

"Are you leaving the army?" a soldier asked.

"Yes." Hariand nodded without denying it. He knew that if he didn't voluntarily retire, he would be able to enter the Senate as a former senior consul in the province of Zambola after returning to Rome, and become an impressive Dear old man.

Although the power of the Senate has been decreasing in the past three hundred years, its influence is still there. As long as you wear the identity of a member of the Senate, you can win the respect of others, and thus gain a lot of political capital for yourself. But now, under the rule of Emperor Derrickian, he got close to the Senate, gave the Senate some powers, and made the Senate the emperor's right-hand man, no longer a mascot-like existence.

The soldiers didn't know why Hariand gave up this extremely bright future. They wanted to persuade them, but they didn't know what position to take, so they kept their mouths shut.

And at this moment, they happened to pass by a few people who were talking, and overheard their conversation.

"I heard that the war on the Osa Peninsula is over, and the ship to Lyktos Port was only allowed to pass not long ago,"

"It's over? Didn't you say that the Osa people made a lot of noise? They destroyed several towns and killed many people."

"Heh, can it be more fierce than our legion?" Someone on the side said with a sneer.

"..."

The others fell silent for a moment, and after a while, someone glared at him and said, "However, what he said is also reasonable. After the Fourth Army took action, the rebels of the Ossa were all killed within a month." Suppressed, tsk tsk tsk, that death is very miserable."

"Such a miserable way?" The others asked curiously.

"I heard from my relatives who served in the Fourth Army that the captured Osa were crucified, paraded on both sides of the road, and sunburned to death."

"Tsk, it will probably take a long time to die." said the person who disrupted the atmosphere just now.

"No, it usually takes three to five days before they die. They will moan at the beginning, but then they don't even have the strength to make a sound."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

After listening to their conversation calmly, Harriand and the others stepped away. After walking away, the adjutant couldn't help but said: "General, it seems that the Holy Roman Empire is not peaceful, and there will still be frequent wars in the territory. .”

"Normally, those Wende people in the empire will riot from time to time, and they won't be able to remember their lesson unless they are killed by the legion and their blood will flow into rivers." I don't like it at all.

It's no wonder that those Wende people thought they were the owners of most of the empire's territory, and they always wanted to be independent and rebuild the Wende Empire, but they were repeatedly suppressed by the Roman Legion mercilessly. The confrontation between the two sides has lasted for hundreds of years. None of the Roman nobles liked those arrogant Wendish people.

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