Although the generals and military officials led by Dominic repeatedly and repeatedly advised Vahiri, Vahiri still insisted on his own.

He insisted on letting the battle continue, blocking the Avalon Fortress and fighting a protracted war with the Knights of Michael in the fortress.

In order to prevent possible attacks from the Knights of Michael, the Sheeran army also built fortifications in the field.

The Eghar corridor was in a strange silence.

The Sheeran army no longer launched an offensive against the Avalon Fortress and silently built fortifications in the field.

The Knights of Michael were also afraid of the number of troops of the Sheeran army and the field fortifications that were built higher and higher, so they did not go out to the frontier to launch a counterattack against the Sheeran army and silently defended the Avalon Fortress.

The two armies started a long confrontation in the Eighar Corridor.

No one attacked anyone again, just stared at the small eyes.

The Eighar Corridor, which was confronted by hundreds of thousands of people, was in a deadlock.

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While the Knights of Michael and hundreds of thousands of Sheeran troops set off a long confrontation in the Eighar Corridor—

Britannian Empire, Pandragon, Baiyang Palace, and the study of the former Gozewen.

Gozewen has always liked to handle state affairs in his study.

Now Gozewen is seriously ill, and this study room is no longer available. Now this study room is given to Ilsa and Ilsa.

Ilsa also inherited this habit of Gozewen, and most of the state affairs were chosen to be handled in this study.

At this time, Ilsa was sitting in the seat where Gozewen usually sat, looking at the official document that had just been sent from a city in the west.

Jacob stood beside him, assisting Ilsa.

Because Ilsa is only 9 years old now, although she has recognized a lot of words, she has not yet reached the level of being able to read the verbal documents smoothly, so most of the documents are read by Jacob to Ilsa.

"The city lord of Hemu City in the west reported that the villages around Hemu City are not growing well this year and may have a poor harvest in the fall."

After saying that, Jacob put away the official documents in his hand and looked at Ilsa.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"Uh...this...this..."

Under Jacob's gaze, Ilsa hesitated and could not organize a complete sentence for a long time.

Ilsa is only 9 years old this year and has not even recognized all the words, so naturally she doesn't know how to approve these documents.

Therefore, since the throne, Jacob has to stand by each official document.

While Jacob was responsible for helping her read official documents, he also taught her how to deal with various state affairs step by step.

However, even though he has been ascended to the throne for some time, Ilsa has not yet mastered the methods of handling various state affairs.

After stammering for a long time and unable to think of what to say, Ilsa could only look at Jacob for help.

After receiving Ilsa's look for help, Jacob did not say much or do anything more.

Instead, he said lightly:

"As a monarch of a country, you don't need to do everything yourself. Things like this can be left to the people below to solve."

"This matter will be left to Afura, who is responsible for managing the grain harvest in various places, and Afura will find a way to deal with the poor harvest in Kawagi City."

"Only the official documents of poor wheat growth came from the Hemu City, but not elsewhere, which shows that this is not a problem of the weather, but a problem of the Hemu City itself."

"Send back a document to the Lord of Hemu City, asking him to immediately organize people to find out the reasons why the wheat in the surrounding villages is not growing well."

"Find out whether it is because the fertility of the land has decreased, or because the wheat seeds are not qualified, or because of some other reason."

"After the cause is clear, we will solve this problem by ourselves."

"I really can't handle it myself, come and ask our central government for help."

"Your Majesty, what do you think of this?"

"Ah...oh...then do it like that."

"Then-Let's deal with the next official document."

After saying that, Jacob picked up another official document.

"The next official document was sent by the lord of Nanxi City in the south."

"The lord of Nanxi City requested to expand the garrison troops of Nanxi City on the grounds that the city's garrison troops were not strong enough."

After saying that, Jacob turned his head and looked at Ilsa.

"Well...this..."

Ilsa hesitated again, and some cold sweat began to appear on her forehead.

After some thought, Ilsa raised her head and cast a look at Jacob for help.

Jacob said, after thinking about it for a while,

"Nanxi City has always been relatively peaceful, there are not even bandits, and there is no need to expand the garrison troops. Your Majesty, how about refuting the request of the lord of Nanxi City?"

"Ah... OK... Then do it like this..."

Then, Jacob took out another official document: "Then, let's go ahead."

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The instructions for official documents in various places started more than an hour ago.

But during the more than one hour of official documents, most of them... no, it should be said that almost all official documents were decided by Jacob.

Ilsa could only say something like "well", "good", "just do it like this", and then impart various official documents according to Jacob's opinion.

Since Ilsa ascended the throne and became the new emperor, she has been like this every day - Ilsa knows nothing about state affairs and relies entirely on Jacob.

When he was processing another official document and preparing to take out another new official document, Jacob discovered Ilsa's strangeness.

Ilsa looked weird and looked very depressed.

After noticing Ilsa's strangeness, Jacob put away the official documents in his hand.

"Your Majesty, are you tired?"

"Well... it's a little..."

"Then let's take a break. The servant is just a little tired. Your Majesty, are you going to have a cup of black tea?"

"Yeah, I want to. Please trouble you."

Jacob skillfully took out the tea set and tea leaves from the drawer under the desk, and then sent the servants to bring hot water.

When the hot water arrived, Jacob began to make black tea, he lowered his head slightly. Ilsa, who was feeling a little depressed, suddenly said in a soft voice:

"Mr. Jacob... I am still not suitable to be the emperor of this huge empire..."

After hearing Ilsa's words, Jacob's hands, which were making tea, trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, why did you say that suddenly?"

"I don't know how to deal with these state affairs..."

The more Ilsa spoke, the more she felt depressed.

Even the voice seemed to have some crying voices.

"Even if you were taught step by step by step by step by Mr. Jacob, I still can't learn... It has been several months since I ascended the throne in January. It has been so long, and I still have to rely on Mr. Jacob to process these documents..."

"It's really too forced to let a child like me be the emperor of a country..."
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