For the past two days, Charlie has often locked himself in the castle's study.

Sometimes, when Anne went in to deliver tea, she would see her count's master anxiously walking in circles in the study.

In addition, the desk in the study is full of parchment scrolls that have been written, drawn, and altered.

Anne glanced at it occasionally when she put tea down, and there was a simple town plan drawing on it, which was constantly altered, and it could be seen that it was a very careful drawing.

She didn't know what else the Earl was dissatisfied with, in her opinion, this was already an excellent living environment for those villagers.

The title of these parchment scrolls is: "Vela City Planning and Construction Parchment Scrolls".

Anne's little heart was beating fiercely.

Obviously, coming to such a remote and harsh place did not temper Count Violet's ambitions.

Ever since the mercenary squad collectively (ignoring someone) swore allegiance, Charlie has been a little constrained.

If it was just the 'business partnership' model she had drawn up earlier, she wouldn't have any burden.

But the mercenaries, nay, now her first followers, swore allegiance and entrusted their lives with them.

Inexplicably, Charlie's thin shoulders carried a heavy burden, and she no longer only thought about herself, but also took on the 98 lives of her followers and the village of Bella.

As a result, she becomes more cautious before making every decision.

Immersed in the development of the territory, with the younger brothers to develop together in the planning can not extricate themselves, which leads Charlie to ignore the arcane practice.

After a few days of pampering their precious apprentice, Milami and Capa finally had enough of it and rushed into the study and pulled him out.

And, Charlie received a 'violent warning' from her red-robed mentor.

With a 'flaming fist', Charlie, who was in pain, covered his head, and tears broke out in his green eyes under his scattered hair.

I believe that if the red-robed arcane instructor wants to teach his students a 'lesson', it can be more than just a few words of oral education.

Charlie, who didn't want to be hung up by Milami and bombarded with arcane power, could only make a schedule under the gaze of the two arcane mentors.

It is planned to have a 2-hour session with a Miami instructor in the morning.

In the afternoon, take a two-hour class with a Capa instructor.

In addition, no less than three hours a day should be devoted to self-study of the knowledge involved in arcane arts.

Don't worry about textbooks.

Because the Miami mentor was kind enough to 'tidy' the study for his dear apprentice Charlie.

He threw all the books left behind by the previous owner of the castle into the cellar.

Old, moth-eaten bookshelves are filled with books on arcane knowledge.

All are 'friendship sponsorship' from two erudite arcane mentors.

After two days of immersing himself in the knowledge of the arcane sea, Charlie's level of polymath has achieved a 'zero breakthrough'.

From the previous duck eggs, raw was filled to level 1.

Although the two arcane masters didn't say anything, they were already shocked in their hearts.

Become a 1st class polymath in two days, which is unheard of on the entire continent.

But fortunately, with the previous series of 'surprises' as a foreshadowing, the two mentors will not be too out of shape in front of Charlie.

Learning without practice is boring, even if it's arcane.

After all, the erudite maestro of the arcane was too broad to be as interesting as Charlie thought, and sometimes she had to listen to her mentor indoctrinate her with something ridiculous in her past life.

After discovering Charlie's amazing talent, the two arcane mentors 'intensified'.

If it was 'cramming' teaching before, then it was 'reclamation' after that.

Seeing that Charlie was about to be forced to resist, finally, a message came from Bella Village, which rescued Charlie from the sea of suffering.

Anne knocked on the study door.

In the study, the red-robed arcanist Mirami stopped his 'reclamation education' that was spitting on Charlie.

"Ahh In! ”

Charlie would love to have someone come in at this time to interrupt the gushing Miami mentor and 'cool down' her somewhat dizzy brain.

Annie walked in, and before Charlie could speak, Milami was the first to ask, displeased.

"Didn't you tell you that you can't come in and disturb during class?"

Anne's little face suddenly turned bloody, and she turned white with fright.

She was still very afraid of the two Arcanist Mentors, something Charlie couldn't change no matter how hard she tried.

“…… Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Miami......"

"Mentor, Anne is not a female flutterer who can't tell the difference, she must have something important."

The baby disciple spoke, and the stubborn old man who picked out his eyes could only stop talking, but he didn't forget to fly an 'eye knife' at Anne.

Anne shuddered, but still said in a hurry, "...... So it was so, people from the villages of Bei and Beira said, yes, what the master had commanded last time, such as, if the merchant group came, they would come to the castle and inform them. ”

With a 'bang', Charlie slammed his hands on the table.

Surprised both Milami and Anne.

"Huh! I almost forgot what I was waiting for! It's coming, these profiteers! ”

……

Pryushkin was the head of a small wandering merchant group.

A year ago, his merchant group was on the verge of bankruptcy and dissolution, but the gods of fate finally favored him.

Produced in the down-and-out village of the sea, pearls were sought after by the upper nobles of the Holy Platinum Empire.

A milky necklace, the size of a pearl's fingernail, could sell for 350 gold coins in that group of noble ladies.

And in the market, he would go and buy bran for the animals, ground into flour, and dregs of chaff.

Mixing these two cheap livestock feeds into a bag of 'grain' costs only two copper plates.

A two-horse cart can hold 250 catties of goods, draw a pack horse, and work hard to squeeze it, a cart can hold 300 catties, about 6 bags of 'grain'.

He would not send much food when he made a trip to Beilahai Village, because Pryushkin did not want to feed the lowly villagers of Xiaohai Village.

Only hungry animals will work hard, and when they are full, they can only be fat pigs.

Therefore, he would only carry ten carts of grain every time he went to business, and he would run once every three months.

And the cost of 10 carts of such grain is only 120 copper plates.

With one hundred and twenty copper plates, he could get at least 90 bags of pearls!

A bag of pearls can be picked and processed into at least 3 necklaces worth 350 gold coins!

Such a huge profit is enough for Pryushkin to live a life of luxury comparable to that of a great nobleman.

The only drawback is that he is only a commoner from a humble background, and even if he is rich, he is not a respectable nobleman.

However, it doesn't matter, his daughter is about to marry the heir of a great nobleman, and he is finally ......

The illusion came to an abrupt end because of the stagnation of the carriage.

Pryushkin's fat head slammed into the window of the carriage with a 'duang'.

He pulled back the door of the carriage and scolded, "Damn it! Your chariot driving skills are not as good as those lowly beasts of the orcs! ”

However, his words were suffocated with fright at the sight of the 4-meter-tall earth and stone wall in front of him.

The scolding Pryushkin hiccuped and looked at the city wall for a long time speechless.

“…… Hell! The thin old man who drove the carriage muttered.

Three months ago, you haven't had this thing yet, have you?

The mercenaries accompanying the escort also looked at each other.

I don't know why, Pryushkin suddenly began to drum in his heart about this businessman......

I always feel that the closed Atsugi gate in front of me is like a huge mouth that wants to choose people to devour.

He swallowed his saliva and walked over to the coachman of the carriage who was driving for him.

"You go and call the door!"

There are not many villagers in the village of Beila, and almost every household knows Pryushkin.

The young man who was guarding the gate climbed down from the watchtower, and he ran to Old Tom's house in a puff of smoke.

Immediately, another group of people quietly ran from the back door of Beila Village to the reef castle to report the news.

Pryushkin, who was drumming in his heart, was really unwilling to go for nothing.

You know, his ten carts of broken grain to feed the cattle are not worth much, but the mercenaries hired to escort him all the way are actually hired with gold coins.

When he thought of the high commissions set by these bandit-like mercenaries, his heart ached and he couldn't breathe.

Fortunately, at last the gates opened, and old Tom welcomed Pryushkin in with a smile.

It is not only the towering walls that have changed the village of Beira, but also the faces of the villagers.

Well, in the middle of summer, they will not take out the newly made wolf skin warm clothes at home to wear, after all, the poor and afraid, when they have good things, the first thought is to hide them quickly.

for fear that someone will snatch it from them.

However, it is difficult to hide that the villagers of Beila Village have become 'full' these days because of the improved food, and their spirits are becoming more and more energetic.

Seeing that the villagers had at least gained weight, Pryushkin was afraid that some of his peers would also discover the secret here and 'compete' with him, and the fat businessman immediately broke out in a sweat.

He wiped his fat face with a white silk handkerchief as he inquired with old Tom without a trace.

"Ah, my dear friend, see you in March, the changes you have here really scared me to death!"

Old Tom was eager to brag to everyone he knew about their great, valiant lord.

"Ahh That's because we have here a valiant and merciful, noble, yet wise lord, Lord Pryushkin. ”

Just as Old Tom had finished speaking, there was a 'bang', and the gates of the village of Bella were closed tightly again.

The loud sound of the door shutting shut, for some reason, frightened Pryushkin into a thrill.

The bad feeling in his heart urged him again to get out of here at once.

You can look at the ten-member mercenary team you hired, and then look at the villagers who are still unarmed.

The fat merchant had a hypocritical smirk on his face, "Oh! I wish I could have met this noble lord who has been so praised by you. ”

"Let's get down to business, my dear friend, I've got a few extra bags of grain this time, and I'm a tired pack horse all the way, so ......."

"I also know your difficulties, but this time I am afraid that the price of food will have to rise. This time, three bags of pearls can return one bag of grain. That damn pack horse, though old and no longer reusable, can still be sold for 20 gold coins in the market. ”

"If you can't work, it's good to eat meat."

"In order to help you get out of your hungry and poor life, you see, you can't let me bear the loss, can you? My old friend? ”

"I'm sure that you kind-hearted people won't let poor Pryushkin lose money to do business, otherwise, there won't be any kind-hearted people who will come to you to deliver food next time, right?"

Old Tom was at a loss, and Pryushkin was aggressive as he watched his countenance.

Fortunately, just as old Tom was about to let go, he remembered the unmajestic back that had stood in front of all their villagers.

Old Tom took a deep breath and said to Pryushkin sincerely: "We will not disappoint any of our friends, but please wait a while, Lord Pryushkin, I will communicate these things with the villagers." ”