Charles manipulated drawing tools such as T-rulers, triangles, and compasses full of "memories", and was busy on a thick two-meter-square drawing paper, as if he had returned to the innocence of his graduation project.

Although there is a big difference between mapping and mechanical cartography, Charles had also seen pigs run in his previous life, and although it is impossible to start with contour lines and the like, a detailed comprehensive map of the area around the Blue Mountains Pass has gradually taken shape under scientific drawing techniques and strict scale requirements.

Roy, the butler, had been watching behind Charles for a long time, and although he wanted to say something, he was afraid to interrupt Charles's behavior, which in his eyes could be described as "art".

"Roy, is there any trouble?"

Charles straightened up and began to sharpen the sharp corners of the coin with a thin grinding stone, and the nib of the drawing pen had several fixed shapes, which, once out of shape, would affect the quality and beauty of the drawing.

"Yes, my lord, Miss Olive has returned from the summons, and a few days ago, many outsiders did come to Lorraine to buy 'war stocks', and some people also used some dishonorable means, but because of Miss Linal's intervention, there was basically no forced buying and selling. ”

"Linael? What did she do again? Did she kill anyone?"

Charles stopped what he was doing, and asked Roy with some confusion and concern, after all, Linar's cousin's temperament is quite strong, and if there are too many violent incidents, Charles, the issuer of the "War Stock" and the chairman of the "War Company", will have to bear some responsibility.

"Master, you can misunderstand Cousin Linar this time, she didn't use any violent means, but when those prominent nobles from other places forced the merchants holding the 'war stocks' to sell their stocks, they would come forward to raise the price, either those nobles and dignitaries would give up the purchase because of her status, or she would raise the price to a price that others could not afford.......

And Cousin Linar will still sincerely ask for the opinions of these businessmen in the end, if the other party really can't bear to sell the stock, she will not force it, but after her obstruction, basically no one will come to persecute those businessmen who have no support. ”

“...........”

"Isn't this a means of violence? Money violence is not violence?"

Charles reluctantly continued to ask, "So how many war stocks has she bought now, and is there any other action?"

"Yes, my lord, Miss Linar is now the person who holds the most shares besides you, and she has entrusted a few merchants to claim the distribution of the spoils for her, and the large area of land near Hongshan Village actually belongs to Miss Linar now, and they have already started to build the castle, apparently preparing to stay for a long time........"

"I knew I couldn't stop her!"

Charles snorted and threw the pencil in his hand on the drawing table, and circled the room with his hands behind his back, he was a little afraid of Linar's strength and ruthlessness, for fear that she would take any opportunity to make a tough move against him.

"Roy, you said she wasn't afraid that this war wouldn't go well and spent so much money on a pile of waste paper?"

Roy smiled slightly, "Master, if I had doubted you before, now I am sure that you will win the final victory in this war." ”

"Because all the merchant consortia are screwed together by the 'war stocks', a war that is being started by a collective of merchants, and the adventurous spirit and crazy potential of these merchants is something I never expected. ”

"Do you know that, sir, since you announced your recent decision to suspend trading in War stocks, the merchants have been greatly encouraged to praise you for providing the most reliable protection for your shareholders. Now only a merchant with 'war stocks' in his hand can mortgage and borrow unexpected funds, weapons, supplies, and even mercenary troops........"

"Sir, I always feel that these merchants are no longer satisfied with winning this war and getting some loot in compensation, they seem to have a desire to ....... The momentum for the partition of the entire Duchy of Luxemble. ”

"!!!"

"This ...... Is it possible?"

Charles was deeply shocked in his heart, no one in this world understands the power of capital better than him, and the Duchy of Lucerne is only a small country with an area of tens of thousands of square kilometers and a population of less than one million.

"It is quite possible if the Grand Duke of Luxon does not accept external aid from Engru and Spaya, and it is also possible if Engru and Spaya only give material assistance to the Luxaires and do not send troops to us to fight directly. ”

Roy used two "possibilities" to explain his opinion, although he is only a housekeeper, but decades of experience and perception in the top aristocratic circle make his opinion have considerable reference value.

"If the Engru and the Sbaians go directly to the war?

Charles smiled, imagining that the fuse of a world war would most likely be ignited in his own hands, as if it was quite fulfilling.

The First World War spread to Europa, wiped out more than seventy percent of the aristocracy, greatly destroyed the dominance of the aristocratic class in Europa, and also gave the merchant capitalist class the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

However, the industrial development of this world has not yet reached the level before the First World War, and the liberal ideas of the common people have not spread to the point of overthrowing the feudal class, so Charles is not worried that his nobleman will be guillotined, at most it will be a strengthened version of the Hundred Years' War, and maybe he can take advantage of the wind and change his title of marquis.

"Sir, the intelligence officers we sent to the Niran area have not yet received definite news, so we don't know the specific information of the Sbaya and Engru troops, only that the Saxon Knights of Englu have crossed the sea and landed in Sturt, but we don't know if they will enter Lucerne. ”

Roy looked at Charles and didn't react, so he asked tentatively: "Can the lord ask Miss Linar, Prime Minister Stefan has been in charge of the Prussian Kingdom for many years, and there must be more definite news at the diplomatic level, if the Engeluls directly participate in the war, it is impossible not to greet the Prussian people." ”

"Well, a friend brought me some letters the other day, from Olive and Fani, from my classmates, and even from Madame Butret Moyano, but she didn't ....... them."

“.........”

Roy was speechless, and after a while, he explained in a low voice: "Master, according to the practice of communication between nobles on the mainland, you should write a letter to the lady first......."

"What about the others? I got a love letter!

"Ugh....... This one....... Miss Linar is a real famous lady, and she is more reserved......." Roy knew that his master had entered the "scare" mode, and pouted and said a reason why he was suspicious.

In the middle of the night, she walked out of her old man's house barefoot and in pajamas, and she was really blind with the word reserve.

"Damn, cousin, she's a reserved person, the ghost believes it!"

Charles muttered to himself, waved Roy out, and sharpened his pencil sullenly.

"Alas, I'd better write a letter! Quan should communicate with the company's major shareholders about how to cut the leeks of retail investors.......

The letter paper was laid, and the font that barely escaped the realm of "dog crawling" jumped on the paper.

"Dear (erase), dear cousin Linal, you haven't seen you in a few days, you're in a good mood?........"

According to senior brick families, most of the men who advertise their respect for women in front of people are standard machismo, while the men who talk awesome in front of people are generally proper brand-name off-road vehicles - cowardly chickens.

..........

..........

Under a red cliff, a mountain dwelling made entirely of fresh rough wood has been erected, and a beautiful figure is sitting on the wooden terrace on the second floor, painting with his back to the setting sun.

"Mademoiselle, the Marquis de Charles has a letter. ”

The sturdy, square-faced "fortress warrior" Phyllis stopped a few dozen meters away, and shouted into the house in a sullen voice, since half a year ago, the little master he guarded had one more problem, and it was strictly forbidden for others to approach when painting, so as not to disturb her inspiration.

Linaer's right hand kept on the brush, and her left hand was gently raised, and her slender wrist looked bony and transparent under the transmission of the setting sun.

She lost weight.

Phyllis silently used his spiritual power to gently spin the envelope in his hand, causing it to float gently, and swept towards Linaer's left hand like a wild goose.

Linar had her back to Phyllis, but she still caught the letter accurately and threw it on the small coffee table next to her.

Phyllis sighed, turned away and walked towards the kitchen, not knowing what time it was time to prepare dinner today.

Linael's right hand suddenly stopped, she slightly tilted her head to perceive, and after making sure that Phyllis was gone, she quickly picked up the letter on the small coffee table, tore out the mouth and took out the letter paper and read it.

"Dear Cousin Linar........"

The corners of Linal's mouth turned up instantly, and her beautiful eyes narrowed.

The golden light of the setting sun swept over her shoulders and shone on the half-painted canvas, reflecting the silhouette of a young man.

The face is full of hara, the baby's fat double chin, the bear-like fat body, and the unique innocent expression of the mentally handicapped teenager, revealing a silly and cute atmosphere.

If Charles saw this painting, he might immediately get angry and fight with Linal, because this painting is seven or eight points similar to Charles Chevalier's appearance before he was crossed, and painting this kind of painting at this time is obviously a kind of irony, a kind of stabbing the villain.

Are you cursing me for being a big fat man again?

Linar looked at the letter slowly, and the smile between her eyebrows slowly spread.

A few seconds later, a brand new canvas was nailed to the easel, and the ability to stretch the canvas alone made nine out of ten painters on the mainland ashamed.

The beautiful back re-grasped the long brush, the slender wrist trembled gently, and the rotating brush flowers splashed on the brush, and the thick colors outlined the bright lines.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, tall and handsome, and handsome, a realistic version of the portrait of a beautiful young man has pushed Linal's painting skills to the peak.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just as he was about to finish the painting with the last few strokes, a small burst of gunfire suddenly sounded from the plain below the mountain wilderness.

Linar's originally smooth brushstrokes suddenly stopped, and she couldn't fall no matter how she fell, and if she fell now, it would destroy her most proud work.

"Go and see who's shooting, and if there's no reasonable reason, bring his hand back to me!"

The cold words came from the terrace hundreds of meters away, silencing everyone in the middle of the mountain.

The little master is in a very bad mood today!

Ilotti Tovani, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, quickly ran to the bottom of the mountain dwelling, and the fortress warrior Pulis had already appeared more than ten meters away from Linar, he was Linar's guardian knight, and in such a possible accident, he must be within the guard distance.

Iloti Tovani soon returned, but his hand was not cut off.

Linar took out a soft cloth and covered the painter with the paint not dry, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

"Your Excellency, just now our people had a conflict with the people in the next area over the division of the small river, and those people were very arrogant, and in the end we all shot each other.......

"Arrogant? Are you a cowardly puff bag, Iloti?"

Linar stood up and turned around, staring at the harmless Iloti Tovani with cold eyes, although he didn't understand the meaning of "gas bag", but his own leader was very unhappy but sure.

"Your Excellency, the people next door seem to be the private army of Duke Boliang's family, and the woman leading the army seems to be Miss Veronica, the only daughter of Duke Boliang, so this matter needs to be decided by you. ”

"Duke Bolian?

Linar's domineering aura began to leak sideways, and his men were ready to fight, and some knights had already begun to wear armor.

Duke Boliang also belonged to the heroic level in the Hundred Years War, and the combat effectiveness of his private army was still very good, which was worth taking seriously, and his little master liked this kind of hard-hitting drama the most, if it was a soft persimmon, she wouldn't have to pinch it.

"This is the territory of the Lorraine Legion, Iloti, you go to the Blue Mountain Pass to find the Marquis of Lorraine, and let him do justice. ”

Iloti Tovani, ready to fight: "........"

Pulis gearing up: ".........."

The knights whose armor was worn more than half: ".........."

Why is a ruthless female spy leader soft-hearted?

Is she kind?

Does she have a good heart?

Iloti Tovani suddenly came back to her senses, and Linar asked herself to go to the Blue Mountains to find the "Marquis of Lorraine", this Marquis of Lorraine........ But there were rumors about the leader of his own family.

"Lord Chief, I'm going to Blue Mountain Pass right away, but do I need to reveal a little bit about you?"

"Tell me about me?"

"Hehehe!"

Linar let out a winning smile.