"That's great!" Davers finally couldn't help but stand up excitedly: "Little Heraclid, it's really amazing that you can think of these!"

"Sir, this is not my own idea, it is a proposal after discussing with other members of the Roads Bureau." Heraclid said truthfully, and he was a little confused: How could the idea of ​​just some road reconstruction make this young wise and wise consul so excited?

Of course he would not understand that at this moment, what Daphs was thinking about was the national characteristics of the Greeks. Through historical materials in his previous lives and his personal experience in this era, he felt that the Greeks were indeed an excellent race, creating splendid civilizations in science and technology, culture, military, politics, sports, etc., but why did it Rome instead of Greece, which later unified the Mediterranean?

Davers believed that there were some fatal flaws in the national characteristics of the Greeks: they were too pursuing themselves to form unity, too unrestrained and passionate and lacked solidity, and built countless magnificent temples, arenas, and theaters, but they could not keep their cities clean and hygienic... So since Davers became the leader of the mercenary army, he used strict military laws to restrict the casual mercenaries, he deliberately guided and changed the Greek people under his jurisdiction.

The Roads Bureau of Heraclid, the youngest and most serious and down-to-earth approach of considering the people, was of course pleased by the doctor, who praised: "I have read it right. You are not only an excellent road bridge construction master, but also a good roads director, and manage the road system in the Dionia Alliance!"

Heraclid, a little embarrassed when faced with the praise, continued: "The reconstruction of the Avenue requires a lot of money, I am worried about the Senate-"

"Don't worry, the Senate will pass your proposal." Davers made a guarantee: "The benefits of the Avenue to Dionia are huge. Renovating the Avenue will only make people travel and transport more conveniently. This is a good thing, and no matter how much it costs, it is worth it."

"Then I'm relieved!" Little Heraclied sincerely thanked Davers. It was this young man who allowed him and his father to no longer be displaced! It was this young man who allowed him to find his career! And it was this young man's support that made him stand out in the political arena of Dionia!

"Is your father in good health?"

Davers's words brought him back to his senses: "It's not good. Recently, I often wake up at night, cough constantly, and blood can be seen in the phlegm... I told him to rest more at home, and Piascikos stared at the temple. There would be no problem, but he just didn't listen!" Little Heraclid said with a worried face.

Davers sighed inwardly. In fact, Helps, who had treated Heraclid, had already quietly told him: This stubborn and thin old man had not had much time...

Davers comforted softly: "Your father treats the newly built City of Turiyi as his own child, and he is worried! Don't worry, I will ask Herps to send a doctor to take care of your father at any time..."

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Seeing Little Heraclid away, Davers stretched and prepared to return to the backyard to accompany his sleeping wife and children.

At this time, the slave chief Ribazo came in and reported: "Master, Philisius, Bagule, Vesba and Hemon, four masters, asked for a visit."

Of course, Davers knew why these people came. This was a major event that would affect whether the arrangements of Dionia during this period would be effective. He had to cheer up: "Please invite four senators from the Senate to come in."

Speaking of which, Davers was a little helpless. Public officials of several cities in the Dionys League, such as the city chief executives, judges, tax officials, etc., had office spaces - the city hall. The senators, who were the highest power controlling the entire alliance, had no personal office space except for discussing state affairs, discussing and formulating bills in the Senate Grand Chamber, including the only consul in the entire alliance. The chief senator Davers was the same. Therefore, the living room of his mansion became Davers' usual office space, and most of the other senators were like this. The Senate had discussed several times that a magnificent office building was specially built for the senators of the entire alliance. Based on various factors such as funds and manpower, this suggestion was only on paper.

After the four men sat down, Phelisius, who was the military officer, said first: "Mr. Davers, we are here to ask you for instructions this time. Should we start the plan to seize Grummentum?"

"How is Grummentum's current situation?" Davers asked seriously. In fact, he had already understood the situation in the Lukari area through Aristillas.

"Mr. Admiral." Hemon bowed and said, "Since Pottia defeated Pixis and occupied Grummentum, their great leader Puamot led the main army back to Pottia, leaving only his brother Polet to lead two thousand tribal warriors to guard Grummentum. It turned out that Lusaou, the son of Akpiru, the great leader of Grummentum, was also staying in the city to assist Polet to manage Grummentum."

Davers smiled: "That Lusawu, who was betrayed by his own people?! The Potendias really dare to use him?"

"Sir, you are right. It was a mistake for Puamot to leave Lusaou!" Vesba took the conversation and sneered: "I have dealt with Lusaou. He bullied the weak and feared the strong, and he was extremely revenge. He led the army to drive my tribe into the mountains... It is said that when he was in Potendia, he flattered Puamot like a dog. Perhaps it was because of this that Puamot mistakenly believed that he would help Potendia stabilize the governance of Grummentum.

However, Lusawu returned to Grummentum, and was surrendered by several tribes. His strength was enhanced, and he began to become arrogant when he did things. Although the leaders of the tribes that had betrayed him had been killed by Cincinnag, Lusawu did not let those people go. He often sent newly surrendered tribes to provoke disputes, and then punished them on the grounds of disobeying control, and took the opportunity to embezzle their settlements and pastures... His orders to Pollet were often agreed verbally, but they did not execute them secretly, and even opposed them.

The warriors from Potendia relied on their victories and also oppressed the Grummentume people in the city. It is said that Polet treated the tribes inside and outside Grummentume, but he could not control his subordinates, let alone make Lusau obey his orders.

Now, the Grummen hate Lusaou and the Potendias!" Vesba said, looking at Hemon: "So after I and Hemon had quietly come into contact with them, they were warmly welcomed by them. They were eager to drive away the Potendias!"

"The Grummen hate Lusawu, but we should thank him!" Davers said jokingly, and everyone laughed.

Davers asked again: "What do they have to ask?"

"They are willing to join Diony, but they hope that after we seize Grummentum, they can move to Niutum, give them lands that are not less than their current shelter and pastures. Like the tribes of Niutum, Dionyum must not interfere with their management of their people, and for this reason they are willing to provide the greatest help for Dionyum to seize Grummentum."

After hearing Hermon's words, Davers was a little surprised: "Their request is that simple?!"

"They initially asked far more than these, but our people made them realize that they betrayed Lusau, Cincinnag, and now they are going to drive away the Potendias. Then their only support is our Dionysian League, making things difficult for the masters whom they want to protect themselves in the future. This is not the way of smart people!" Hemon said with some serene satisfaction: "The Lucanians' peaceful and peaceful life in Dionysia and the good reputation of keeping their promises made them finally choose to cooperate with us."

"Since that's the case, why didn't they stay in Grummentum after we took Grummentum? It was their homeland after all." Davers was a little confused.

"Sir, that's because they're afraid!" Bagule said contemptuously: "Because they think that Potendia and Picoses will come again to compete for Grummentum in the future, and they dare not face their anger again!"

"These guys understand." Davers murmured. To be honest, he was worried that he would leave these capricious tribes in Grummentum. Since they were tactful and voluntarily, Davers would of course reciprocate: "Does Niutum have any extra ranch to accommodate them?"

"Not yet," Weisba said hesitantly: "However, I have negotiated with all the tribe leaders of Niutum, and some tribes are willing to move to Grummentum and exchange them with the settlements of these Grummentum tribes, but they hope to obtain Grummentum's iron ore mining rights for compensation."

Davers shook his head gently. Grummentum's iron ore had long been coveted by some veterans in the Senate. Elders such as Massacus had looked for him several times, hoping to contract Grummentum's iron ore.

He pondered for a while and said, "It is impossible to have mining rights, but they can get part of the income from the iron ore. What is the specific income? Hemon, you go to talk to them, but it cannot exceed 20%, on the premise that they provide manpower, participate in mining and transportation."

"Okay, I'll go to Niutum to discuss with them tomorrow." Hemon nodded.
Chapter completed!