Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 302: Rebuilding Grafen with Passion (1) The Funds

Chapter 302: Rebuilding Grafen with Passion (1) The Funds

The morning light filtered through the castle windows, casting a warm glow on the wooden table in the private meeting room. Lyan, Josephine, Althea, and Belle gathered around, the atmosphere tense with anticipation. The Valkyries and Wilhelmina were busy outside, overseeing the recruitment and training of the new militia and knights. Ravia, Raine, and Abraham were tasked with organizing the maids and servants, ensuring the castle would be maintained efficiently. The other girls had gone into the town to survey the area and build relationships with the townsfolk.

Lyan began by spreading out several maps and documents on the table. "First, we need a rough image of our territory and its current state," he said, his voice steady but filled with determination. "Our focus areas are rebuilding infrastructure, revitalizing agriculture, training and equipping the militia, providing healthcare and education, promoting trade and the economy, and fostering community development. But before we dive into these, we need to understand the economy of Grafen."

Josephine nodded, her eyes scanning the documents. "We need to know where we stand financially and what resources we have available. This will help us prioritize our efforts."

Althea, ever the diligent head maid, had already organized the documents into neat piles. "These reports detail the town’s income sources, expenses, and the current state of our infrastructure and agriculture," she explained. "It’s a lot to go through, but it’s necessary."

Belle leaned forward, her curiosity evident. "Let’s start by assessing our current funds and resources. We need a clear picture of what we have to work with."

The four of them delved into the reports, each taking a section to review. The room fell into a concentrated silence, broken only by the rustling of papers and the occasional murmur of realization. Hours passed as they absorbed the information, jotting down key points on a large board that Josephine had set up.

Lyan summarized the information they had gathered. "Our total funds amount to 3,775,710,950 Elnes. We also have a hidden treasure worth approximately 3,000,000,000 Elnes. These funds will be crucial for our immediate and long-term needs."

Josephine added, "The town’s primary income sources are agriculture, trade, craftsmanship, and tourism. The fertile land is our biggest asset, but the irrigation systems need significant improvement. The trade potential is there, but the current infrastructure limits our reach."

Belle, who had been examining the agricultural reports, spoke up. "We can introduce new crops and expand livestock, but we’ll need to invest in better farming tools and systems. The blueprints Lyan provided for improved plows, irrigation systems, and seed drills will be a game-changer."

Althea pointed to another section of the board. "We also need to address the healthcare and education systems. Currently, there are only basic facilities, and they are not enough to meet the needs of our population."

Lyan nodded thoughtfully. "We’ll allocate funds to these critical areas. We also need to establish a fair tax system and develop trade agreements to ensure a steady income. The immediate costs for infrastructure repairs, agricultural revitalization, and militia training will be substantial, but they are necessary investments."

Josephine leaned back, a look of determination on her face. "Let’s break down the immediate costs and plan our budget. Infrastructure repairs will need around 200,000,000 Elnes. Agricultural revitalization will require 100,000,000 Elnes. Training and equipping the militia will cost 50,000,000 Elnes. Healthcare and education improvements will need 30,000,000 Elnes. Public services and utilities will cost 20,000,000 Elnes. Emergency services will need 10,000,000 Elnes, and community engagement and cultural development will require 7,500,000 Elnes."

Belle jotted down the figures on the board. "That totals 417,500,000 Elnes. It’s a significant investment, but it’s necessary for our immediate needs."

Lyan added, "Our ongoing monthly costs will be around 42,500,000 Elnes. This includes maintenance, salaries, public services, healthcare, education, defense, and economic development."

Althea looked thoughtful. "We need to ensure that our tax system is fair and sustainable. If we set an average tax rate of 5%, based on the average yearly income of 2 Gold Coins per resident, we can generate around 500,000,000 Elnes per year."

Josephine nodded. "That will cover our immediate and ongoing costs, but we’ll need to promote trade and attract new residents and businesses to ensure growth."

Belle suggested, "We should also explore partnerships and trade agreements with neighboring towns and regions. This will boost our economy and create new opportunities."

Lyan agreed. "We’ll need to engage with the townsfolk to gain their support and ensure their involvement in our plans. Community engagement is crucial for our success."

As they continued their discussion, the hours flew by. They debated various strategies, considered potential challenges, and planned for the future. The meeting room was filled with ideas and plans, each step carefully considered.

Eventually, exhaustion began to set in. Josephine stretched her arms, a tired smile on her face. "We’ve made a lot of progress today, but I think we all need a break."

Lyan looked at the clock and realized how late it had become. "You’re right. How about we continue this discussion in bed?" he suggested, his tone playful.

Josephine raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Is that an invitation, Baron?"

Lyan chuckled, standing up and offering his hand to her. "Consider it a strategic decision. We can continue our planning in a more relaxed setting."

Belle blushed slightly but smiled, while Althea remained composed, her eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and affection. "Very well, Master Lyan. Let’s continue our discussion in a more comfortable setting," Althea said, her voice soft.

The four of them moved to Lyan’s quarters, the room spacious and lavishly decorated. The large bed with silken sheets and plush pillows invited them to relax. They settled in, the atmosphere becoming more intimate and relaxed.

Lyan lay back, his arm around Josephine, who rested her head on his chest. Belle curled up on his other side, while Althea sat at the foot of the bed, her eyes reflecting a serene calm.

"We’ve accomplished a lot today," Lyan said softly. "But there’s still so much to do."

Josephine nodded, her eyes reflecting a mix of exhaustion and affection. "We have, but we need to rest too. You look like you could use a break, Lyan."

Belle shifted closer, her fingers lightly tracing circles on Lyan’s arm. "Maybe we could take a moment to relax before we dive back into planning?"

Althea, sitting at the foot of the bed, looked up with a serene smile. "A little break might help clear our minds for the tasks ahead."

Lyan smiled, appreciating their concern. "You’re right. Let’s take a moment."

As the atmosphere in the room softened, Josephine leaned in, her lips brushing lightly against Lyan’s neck. "We can take care of each other too," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin.

Lyan’s hand moved to cup her cheek, his touch gentle but firm. "I like the sound of that," he murmured, his eyes darkening with desire.

Josephine’s breath hitched, her eyes locking with his. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing softly against his before pressing more firmly. Lyan deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a mix of tenderness and urgency. His other hand slid around her waist, pulling her closer.

Belle watched, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and longing. Lyan broke the kiss with Josephine and turned his attention to Belle. He cupped her face with both hands, his thumbs gently caressing her cheeks. Belle’s lips parted slightly, and Lyan captured them in a passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with hers. Her body responded instantly, pressing against him as her hands roamed over his chest.

Althea, sitting at the foot of the bed, observed the scene with a serene smile. Her composure was soon broken as Lyan reached out to her, his hand slipping around her neck to pull her closer. His lips found hers, and the kiss was soft at first, then gradually deepened, his tongue exploring her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. Althea’s calm demeanor melted away, replaced by a raw need that matched his.

Lyan’s hands moved with practiced ease, sliding over Josephine’s body, feeling the smoothness of her skin under his fingers. He caressed her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, eliciting soft moans from her. His lips followed, kissing and sucking on her sensitive peaks, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Belle, not wanting to be left out, moved closer, her hands tugging at Lyan’s shirt. He pulled back briefly to remove it, then returned to her, his hands exploring her curves. He kissed her neck, trailing down to her collarbone, then lower, his lips and tongue teasing her breasts. Belle’s head fell back, her body arching into his touch, her moans mingling with Josephine’s.

Althea joined them, her fingers threading through Lyan’s hair as she kissed him deeply. Lyan’s hand slid down her back, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed together. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the tension building between them.

Lyan shifted, his attention alternating between the three women. His hands and mouth moved with deliberate slowness, savoring every touch, every taste. He kissed Josephine again, his tongue exploring her mouth as his fingers teased her nipples. He turned to Belle, his lips trailing down her body, his tongue flicking over her sensitive skin. He pulled Althea into another deep kiss, his hand sliding between her legs, finding her wet and ready.

Josephine’s breath came in short gasps, her body trembling with desire. "Lyan, please," she whispered, her voice filled with need.