The water vapor condenses on the window glass to a uniform white mist, like a thin curtain.The thumric sound of the cold wind slapping the windows from time to time constitutes a sharp contrast with the quiet burning room of the fire.

The scroll sat at the long table in the town hall office, flipping through a volume of thick documents.

The content of the document and the education are not related, but the statistics reported by various departments, and she will write down these things as soon as she has time, which is easy to consult - this is one of her main recent work, and the Ministry of Education has not much to deal with.After all, the second round of assessment will not be completed until soon, and the next round is estimated to wait until next summer.

After working for Her Royal Highness Roland for half a year, she found that Her Highness had an extra preference for data, and everything liked to be transformed into a long list of accurate numbers to describe, and the horizontal, year-on-year, and chain-to-month were often used in the words, and now, all members of the city hall have also been infected with this ethos.

As the town's population increased, so did the relevant statistics, and His Highness entrusted this task to himself, and laughed and called himself a "database" in the border town.Although it sounds like a warehouse, His Royal Highness portrays it as particularly important, saying that with a database, you can calculate the development of the next year and formulate economic and military plans.In the future, all strategies in the Territory will be based on data analysis.

"Mr. Bookman," the wooden door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and a woman dressed as an apprentice came in, and after she saluted, she handed an application to the book, "Hello, I am vya, the Lord Carter of the Ministry of Justice, who wants to obtain the information of the fugitives who passed the residence audit last week, and the General Director has approved the application."

Due to the limited number of use of branch capabilities, His Highness stipulated that when querying complex data, it must first pass Barov's consent.As for individual data, you can ask her at any time.

"Wait a minute," said the book, sweeping the signature on the watch list, and summoning the magic book, which appeared on the page, "Well, give this to Mr. Carter."

“Thank you, thank you.”She carefully picked up the golden book that had emerged out of thin air, as if she were embracing an evil beast.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt you."The book can't help but laugh, most people will show this expression when they first come into contact with the magic book, "You don't have to give the book back to me, after two hours it will automatically disappear, but according to the secret regulations, you must not give it to someone other than Carter."

“Yes, the adults.”

The other side left, pushed open the door of the moment, the book can see the scene of the head in the hall, the noisy sound immediately into the room, and soon with the door closed and quiet down.

Today is the weekend, which is supposed to be a day of rest, but the city hall is still busy.Everyone has known the news that the border town is about to build a city, and it is particularly hard to work hard, and with the overtime pay reward proposed by His Royal Highness Prince, no one is willing to stay at home at such a time.

In her opinion, the work of the town hall is not much, and it takes less effort than the miners and furnace workers who are physically exhausted, and it takes not much effort to write documents, statistics, and produce statements – and this is also the main work of the city hall.As long as the order is given by His Highness, everyone will gladly obey, and there is no need to raise the salary on this.For most nobles, his approach was too generous.

His Highness Roland is not like a true lord, this is the view of the bottom of the book, but it is such a person, but it has led everyone to this point today, which has to be said to be a miracle.

Not out of her respect and trust, she said, but the data clearly shows all this: compared to a year ago, only miners in border towns can earn a stable income, and now the lowest-paid miners, furnaces and handymen are paid twice as much as before, and some emerging occupations, such as steam factory assemblers and acid factory operators, are paid eight times as much, and the number is still growing.

As for the changes in the town itself, it is not necessary to mention that if it is not living here all the time, it is difficult for anyone to believe that the current town is the same place as a year ago.

The scroll is tucked with the handwriting on the document, and she can't imagine what the territory under your Highness's control will look like in the future, but she believes that it must be a road of hope and surprise.

"Madam the scroll," the wooden door was pushed open again, this time by Her Royal Highness Roland's personal guard, "Your Highness has something to look for you."

...

Returning to the third floor of the castle, the scroll saw that His Royal Highness the Prince was organizing the paper in his hand.

“Do you want me to record this?”She pulled up the black hair that was blown by the cold wind, re-tarded her back, and took the initiative to ask.

"Yes, in order to write this book, I lost at least half of the brain cells," the prince rubped his neck, his mouth groaned some incomprehensible words, "even if it is commonly used knowledge at that time, I can only make up a general, some formulas have to be derived."

The book had long been accustomed to this, and she ignored those strange words and curiously picked up the manuscript, only to see that the words on the cover were unprecedented orange, also made up of a string of raw words, which together meant "calculus".

Turning two pages, she gave up the idea of trying to figure out the meaning of the title and focused on remembering what was on it—a formula that she found no numbers, compared to the equation she had learned before, and that it was all strange symbols, like a new set of words.I’m afraid only Anna and Tilly are interested in thinking about it.

“Yes,” Roland asked, “what is the per capita income of the population?”

"The lowest is the ten silver wolves a month, and the highest is the forty silver wolves," answered the scroll, remembering the calculus, "but the magic book is needed to calculate the average, and I have used this ability today."

"It doesn't matter, the day after tomorrow will be the same statistics for me," Roland waved, "I need to determine the cost of residential water supply and heating according to this value, and the collective heating project will officially start in a week, and when it is completed, even if it is a long winter, it will be warm and spring."

A winterless city without fear of the cold is part of the miracle, she thought, "If there is no other task, I can give it to you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow . . . I wish you could turn the magic book into a storybook," Roland said, shaking his head with a smile. "As long as Anna hasn't seen it."

“The story book?”The book was a little faint, and then immediately understood, "Tomorrow is Miss Anna's."

“Awakening Day.”The prince nodded.

(Unfinished).