"So lord, do we still need to continue the cement sales plan we made earlier?"

After listening to Duke's arrangement, Joseph asked worriedly.

Originally, the cement in the workshop was fired for Joseph to open up the cement sales situation in the north next, but now that the trade route has not been opened, Agnes has fallen from the sky to directly cut off the progress of the plan, and it is difficult to continue.

"Definitely going to keep selling!"

Duke did not hesitate to answer Joseph's question, and in recent times the entire Dukedom of the North has undergone a major blood change.

Whether it is research or the manufacture of new weapons, or other corresponding reforms, the funds required are not insignificant.

Even welcoming Agnes, a strange saint, costs a lot of gold.

The first bucket of start-up capital harvested by selling Warcraft crystal nuclei was already about to bottom out, and if a new source of income was not found as soon as possible, the development of the entire territory would come to a standstill.

As a lord, he may also suffer a terrible debt crisis as a result, and he will have to sell his property and the property of his territory to make ends meet.

"Of course we need to be very careful, and when Agnes' guard arrives, our caravan will set off again, and it won't be good if they collide with each other. ”

Thinking that he might hit Agnes in the face if he did it now, Duke decided to postpone for a few days before letting Joseph arrange a caravan for business, or try to avoid the plague god as much as possible.

"Yes, I'll tell our caravan and workshop later. ”

"Okay, let's break up if there's nothing to do, I want to rest for a while. ”

Duke waved his hand and ordered the eviction, and this morning's hospitality did make him feel haggard.

Several ministers were also convinced, nodded and bowed, and quietly withdrew from the castle hall.

...............

On the other side, after sending away the guards sent by Duke to lead the way, Agnes took Old Simon with a brisk step to the best room in the inn.

In fact, she didn't care what the living conditions were, she had stayed in the harsh conditions when she traveled to the mainland, and she had also stayed in the same comfortable conditions, these things didn't mean anything to her.

But now there is a big dog to help her pay for it, and she has never done anything wronged by herself.

As soon as she entered the room, the noble Holy Maiden collapsed on the bed in a large shape in a very indecent posture, stretching her waist and letting out a meaningless howl.

"Little Agnes, I'm still here. Simon looked helplessly at Agnes's ugly appearance, in fact, he couldn't understand why this little girl who had grown up watching him grow up was crooked.

Obviously, she was so gentle and polite when she was a child, and it was definitely not her bad influence on her over the years, but she could be regarded as a moral model and a model of knights by the world, and she would not be so unbearable in terms of etiquette.

"I don't care, it's tiring to talk to that stupid duke, I don't know anything and I refuse to get to the bottom of it, so I don't even let me in the workshop!"

Simon took off his rusty saber and placed it on the table, spread his hands, and said, "Alright, little Agnes, now we should get down to business." ”

Speaking of talking about business, Agnes finally stopped messing around, straightened up from the bed and hugged the quilt, and her face faded from playfulness, replaced with a serious and serious picture that she had never seen before.

"Can you be sure of his identity?" said Agnes after a moment of silence.

When Simon heard Agnes talk about this, he immediately showed a disgusted expression, and said with some disgust: "What I'm talking about is not this, you see that little duke has been touched by me, okay, he didn't say goodbye to me when he said goodbye just now, for fear that if I touch him again, my reputation will be ruined!"

Agnes pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't touch it, will you let me touch it?" How can I, a holy woman who is pure and jade, do such a dirty thing, and tell me what information you have obtained, which is also a very important business. ”

The old man was angry for a while, you Bingqing Yujie can't do dirty things, you can do it with my moral model, right?

But in the end, he couldn't say anything more, so he could only say, "Isn't it obvious that he and you are 'the same kind'." ”

"Kind?" Agnes said softly to repeat the word, which was somewhat alien to her, and for a long time there was no words, and for a moment there was an indescribable silence between the two of them.

After a long time, she snorted softly and said, "I still can't see anything special about this stupid duke, maybe both of us have misjudged." ”

"You're just not used to it, but you have to accept it. Simon looked at the distressed Agnes with some pampering and said softly.

Then his expression was the same again, and he said with a murderous aura: "Of course, before that, we had better find out the people in the church who intend to be unfavorable to you, no matter how you look at this mission, it reveals a trace of weirdness." ”

"Eh, what kind of conspiracy can there be, isn't it just to investigate the cultists and seal the erosion entrance by the way?

"Sealing and eroding the entrance, although you have enough strength, you have never been involved, any cardinal is more experienced than you, and it is much more convenient to send you directly from the Cathedral of Divine Radiance than to call you back from the west of the continent. ”

Simon still didn't give up, and continued to peddle his conspiracy theories to Agnes, and finally added: "Besides, don't you think it's strange that a small barony can dig up such an unborn big man as the Plague Advisor?"

"Ah, how can there be so many conspiracies in the world, maybe it is the great Holy See crown that paves the way for me to become a cardinal in the future!" Agnes bared her teeth at Simon, thought for a while, and then said: "As for the plague strategist, it was an accident that I found out, maybe they have been hiding here all along, and we just happened to bump into them." ”

"Besides, with Uncle Simon, they can't help us, can they?" Seeing Simon's face as black as the bottom of a pot, Agnes stuck out her tongue and jumped up from the bed, holding the old man's right hand and dangling it.

Being made such a fuss by her, Simon's face finally improved, and finally turned into a doting color, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You don't want to hide everything from Uncle Simon, at least you get rid of the guards arranged for you by the church, which shows that what you think in your heart is not so simple." ”

Agnes' smile froze, but she hid it well, and continued to grin with Simon.