Early morning.

Losa awoke from meditation, feeling remarkably alert, without the usual sluggishness after waking up.

He looked up.

Prajna, who was engrossed in a tattered old book, looked over at the right moment: "Good morning."

"What book are you reading?"

"Gallic War Chronicles."

Losa responded with an "Oh": "Are you starting to learn military strategy now?"

Prajna pointed to two old books on the table: "Yes, there's also Civil War Chronicles and Long March Chronicles. When you have free time, you can read them too."

Losa said seriously: "Once I handle my current affairs, I'll make time to read them diligently."

It might have been that she lingered outside the door for a while, or perhaps just by chance.

Footsteps came at the right moment.

They were followed by a knock on the door: "Sir, are you awake?"

It was Chelina's voice.

"Come in, the door's not locked."

Chelina walked into the room.

Today she was wearing a jacket resembling a modern hooded windbreaker, with a linen shirt underneath, perfectly fitting the era's aesthetics.

Though her face showed no emotions, Losa could still tell she was a bit nervous.

Furin, who just opened her eyes drowsily from the covers, stretched out her head and asked: "Nina, are you here to ask me to take you shopping?"

"Sorry, Furin, I can't play with you today."

Chelina's voice was a bit tense: "Sir, last night I heard Jeanne say you plan to entrust me with the task of resettling the refugees?"

"Yes, I had that thought. I intended to tell you last night."

Losa paused briefly before asking: "Did you come to find me this early because you're facing difficulties?"

Chelina nodded slightly: "Yes... Sir, I've never done anything like this before."

"Never having done it doesn't mean you'll do it poorly."

"I never imagined I'd lead troops into battle one day either."

Losa pointed to the chair opposite, gesturing for Chelina to sit: "How are your cultural skills? Besides Chinese, which languages and scripts do you know?"

Chelina was slightly startled and recited a string of words that sounded a bit awkward but rather pleasant.

"Is that Italian?"

Losa seemed puzzled.

He had traveled to the Holy Land through Veneto's sea route, not taking the traditional Messina route, so he'd never been to Southern Apennine Peninsula personally.

His impression of Italian remained in the Northern Apennine Region.

Chelina's face flushed slightly, her hands twisted together, and she softly said: "Sorry, my accent is quite thick."

Losa teased: "Luckily you didn't bunch your five fingers together to make that gesture."

Otherwise, it would remind Losa of Sir Corleone from the movie "The Godfather."

"Like this?"

Chelina gestured seriously: "It's indeed quite useful; sometimes when we can't understand each other's dialects, we use gestures to communicate."

Losa teased: "So you're proficient in sign language too?"

Perhaps his comforting attitude genuinely relaxed Chelina, who had been sitting tensely.

She continued: "I also know some Austrian and Gascon; I trained as an assassin there."

Losa mused: "So you know some Germanic Language and Gaulish, that's enough."

"The settlers for you to place this time are Franks, and knowing these three languages will allow you to communicate with most of them."

Charlemagne, the Great Emperor, established the Frankish Empire, encompassing the Northern Apennines, Gaul, and the entirety of Germania, aptly corresponding to these three languages.

Losa continued: "Can you write in Latin?"

Chelina nodded: "Yes, many family classics are recorded in Latin."

Italian and Latin have a inherited relationship, but this relationship is more distant than that between Ancient Chinese and Simplified Chinese.

Typically, mastering Italian doesn't mean one can read or write Latin.

Considering this, Prajna is the most learned and talented among everyone.

She can speak nearly every language and understand any classic text.

"Resettling the settlers is really the same as resettling immigrants in the New Continent, as your family is rooted in the New Continent, you should be familiar with this."

Chelina frowned: "Sorry, I returned to Two Sicilies for traditional training when I was very young."

Losa's face stiffened slightly, and he softly said: "Sorry—but Miss Chelina, you must have confidence in your talents; this isn't too difficult."

He spoke frankly: "What do you think is the most important aspect of resettling settlers?"

Chelina thought for a moment and tentatively replied: "Land distribution?"

"Correct, New Habsburg's land is quite fertile. If the land is allocated here, they should receive less. If allocated in a remote area, then more."

"Moreover, the new settlers are all self-cultivating farmers, and due to the border area's tax exemption policy and free rental of farming tools, initially their tax income will be far inferior to their earnings."

"Therefore, don't be too generous in allocating excessive land to them, since they might struggle to cultivate it all, and if left fallow, it adds to their burden."

Tax collection follows the proportion of land distribution.

Chelina frowned, nodded: "Got it, is there anything else you want to remind me about?"

Losa raised his hand, intending to pat her shoulder but stopped halfway.

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