The Most Evil Kind.

Hobbits. Small humanoid creatures, predominantly living underground in forests. They are aggressive. They have no territories of their own. They are found only on the Great Island, which they plague, as they represent a legion of thieves. It's absolutely impossible to catch them in their burrows, so they are tolerated as a necessary evil.

Dragonids resemble bipedal lizards. The monk knew little about them, except that they live far to the south and constantly war with kobolds and orcs.

And then there are the leshys. These are miniature people about seventy centimeters tall. They live in forests, on trees. They are very peaceful. Like hobbits, they have no states of their own. Part of them inhabit the forests of the Empire, and part dwell in elven forests. They are distinguished by their intelligence.

That's all the monk, assigned to the count, knew. He had seen goblins, dwarves, and elves, but the rest were told to him.

— Where did he see dwarves with elves then?

— The nearest settlement of dwarves is in Toshal, there's a mountain there, and that's what it's called. Well, the kingdom is named after the mountain. Toshal or Toshal Peak. There is a city of dwarves there, by the way, the only one trading weapons with humans and not just bartering. The monk was there as part of a delegation that bought clubs from the dwarves for the Sons of Vera ( a militant order of monks, killing everyone who is not human, is the church's fighting force). And it's not difficult to meet elves; although they live far to the west, their emissaries and merchants are everywhere.

The assembled group fell silent, digesting the information.

— Since everyone is gathered here, let's discuss some other questions, — Alexander broke the silence.

— Is there something to discuss? — Eugene openly began to yawn, — And we've built a whole structure in just one night, tired. And this bastard won't let me sleep.

Semen nodded proudly.

— I won't let you. You all feed well and even comfortably. Fatigue from work, sleep it off. Extra rations of blood are only for those who work during the day.

In general, the blood collection service has recently made great progress. Animals are no longer killed on the hunt; instead, their blood is milked into containers and carried to the kitchen. Freshness of blood has not yet been achieved, but its storage and taste qualities are maintained for at least a day thanks to magical influence. Central distribution of such a valuable resource has also been implemented.

— So what did you want to talk about, Sasha (Alexander), — Kostya (Konstantin) decided to return to the important matters.

His associate and triumvir had touched on important issues today, and perhaps it was worth letting him speak further.

— Posts in leadership and positions, as well as a series of laws for everyone. We still don't have a code, and that's bad. And the positions are still in a rather suspended state. The same Leonid is appointed, but just like that — hastily. And he's already won us three battles.

— I want to officially be called a "military dictator"! — Leonid was clearly joking, smiling broadly, — "Warlord" doesn't appeal to me.

— Let's come up with beautiful names and catchy titles later. Right now, our task is to survive, and that's what we're deciding on. So let's name what exactly we need as "ministries," — Alexander gestured parentheses in the air, — And with what functions, to ensure our well-being.

— Do we have any areas that haven't been touched upon? — Eugene was almost asleep, but he tried not to lose track of the conversation.

— Well, look. The army is Leonid, the Guard is Oleg, Administration for everyone is the Triumvirate, Magic and Science is Maria, Blood is Semen, Intelligence is Sergey, Production is Olga, Finance is Oksana, just so you know, recently I tasked Gennady with developing trade. What have we missed?

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