"Six hours, oh," Teresa said with a slight smile. She had followed Kailar for over ten years and was increasingly fond of seeing him flustered.
Time was a unit established by Kailar, and it was clear he established it so that future generations could discover the mysteries of the universe through it... However, for now, it was merely the common unit of time in Red Leaf Ridge.
"My goodness, didn't I say I'd only sleep for half an hour! I've overslept by twelve times that amount!" Kailar exclaimed, pulling at the silver strand of Dai Mao on top of his head.
"It's alright, because everything has already been resolved by Artoria, oh, my goodness, calling her Artoria is truly a mouthful, I'll just call her Lily instead." Teresa smiled gently, her mood growing more pleasant as she watched Kailar's expression.
"Alright," Kailar jumped directly out of bed, his silver hair flying wildly as he shook his head: "You even washed my hair while I was asleep!!" Kailar exclaimed in disbelief: "The most terrifying thing is that I didn't even notice you getting water on me!"
Shrugging lightly, Teresa walked out of the room with a joyful heart, taking cat-like steps.
"Alright, alright," Kailar mumbled, jumping off the bed. Barefoot, he padded across the soft wool carpet towards the dining room.
Early in the morning, besides the maids, only a few people were in the entire dining room.
Coincidentally, Kailar's disciples all inherited his habit of early rising. Several of his more important disciples were here, such as Kailar's sixth disciple, Benjamin, who was responsible for mathematics and statistics. He was here because the junior disciples under him had finally compiled yesterday's casualties and data today.
Seeing Kailar walk in, many people stood up.
To be honest, yesterday's war had too great an impact, especially on these war novices. They felt ashamed of their performance yesterday. At Kailar's command, as members of the science department, they immediately fled into the city like stray dogs, abandoning Kailar. They felt shame and disgrace.
"Teacher! You're not wearing shoes again!" Agons stood up and accused.
"What does it matter? It's my own home," Kailar mumbled, waving his hand and walking to his seat. A maid naturally brought Kailar a plate of fried eggs, sausages, and a glass of milk.
Kailar strongly believed in the concept of a nutritious breakfast. He thought that consuming enough sugar and protein in the morning was sufficient for a day's brain consumption. In fact, if you were confident in your body, you wouldn't need to eat lunch and dinner; that was a pure waste of time—Kailar believed, but he rarely did so.
Nodding gently to the maid in thanks, Kailar's expression turned serious: "Alright, Benjamin, let's talk about something serious. What were the exact casualties yesterday?"
"1725 people, including warriors who died due to the mistakes of those rookie doctors after being injured," Benjamin said with a serious expression—in fact, those who do statistics are usually quite serious, both in life and at work.
"And the enemy casualties?" Kailar asked.
"922 people, including 305 from Leinuo's Knight Order, 517 from Madesia Knights, and 2 prisoners," Benjamin said, holding his parchment like he was reading from a textbook.
"Prisoners?" Kailar was surprised for a moment, then dismissed the question and asked, "And the gains?"
"606 sturdy, undamaged armors suitable for heavy infantry or knights, three hundred undamaged horses, two hundred horses capable of agricultural labor, 908 knight lances, 992 knight swords, and knight shields."
"Very good, Ben. Now I'll teach you a small statistical trick. From the numbers above, you've done perfectly with ordinary statistics, but a mathematician should separate pure income from peripheral income, understand? You forgot to calculate those two former 'Lord's who no longer had any resistance and were completely waiting to be incorporated into the territory of Red Leaf Ridge, you know."
Although he was deeply saddened to hear that 1,700 of his people had been killed, Kailar's mood improved when he heard about the income.
With a happy curve on his lips, Kailar guided Benjamin on the path to becoming a great mathematician.
"Yes, Teacher," Benjamin was very humble and down-to-earth, qualities Kailar admired. In fact, besides preferring down-to-earth people, Kailar also preferred: capable, willing, hardworking, intelligent people, etc. Kailar's individually taught students were undoubtedly all these types of people, and Kailar's individual teaching and teaching on a candle-lit white screen similar to a projection were completely different matters—those who received individual teaching could mostly already teach students, while others were mostly only at the level of high school graduates; this was the difference.
"Then Agons, can you tell me what you all decided yesterday that required Artoria... no, that's really a mouthful to say, what did you decide that required Lily to make the decision for you?" Kailar asked curiously.
"Teacher, it was the people. The people demanded to return home, but Artoria strongly rejected it. Her excuse was that the war order had not yet been lifted, and apart from the families of the wounded who could come out to care for them, everyone else had to remain in the city," Agons said: "Because I wasn't sure whether the market needed to return to normal immediately, otherwise we would lose a lot of tax revenue in a day."
"Firstly, Agons, your goal is small, but you are still looking too much at the present. Secondly, you should know that I have been emphasizing people-oriented from the very first lesson. If a home still has people, then it is a home. If a country still has homes, then it is still a country. If there are no people, no homes, no country, understand?" Kailar patiently and gently taught Agons: "In other words, if the people were allowed to leave the city at this time, you know the speed of a knight; they could rush into the city in the blink of an eye. Can you guarantee there won't be a second Leinuo Knight Order?"
"Yes, Teacher, I understand," Agons bowed his head deeply, feeling profound shame for his obsession with money.
"It's alright, you made the right decision to consult Lily. I am skilled in strategy, and Lily is skilled in decision-making. In fact, sometimes the timing of a decision is far more important than strategy. You did nothing wrong," Kailar said with a smile, comforting Agons. He couldn't help but think of Zhuge Liang and Fang Xuanling in history. Zhuge Liang was good at strategy but missed many good opportunities. Fang Xuanling was also good at strategy, yet in the Twenty-Four Meritorious Officials Pavilion, he could only rank below Du Ruhui, who was good at making decisions... Shaking his head gently and smiling, Kailar began to attend to other matters.