The port city of Weilan started as a textile trader.

After the rise of the Magical Industrial Revolution, a number of textile-related factories were built in the city.

But in these large factories, there are very few orders for small-scale orders.

Carol walked around Herland before finding a company willing to take on this kind of private order.

The scale of this hardcover clothing factory is not large, and according to the name of this world, it should be called the magic workshop.

In the early days of the Magical Industrial Revolution, small-scale workshops like this were the mainstream in the world.

The highly skilled magician and his apprentices devoted themselves to researching various magician machinery, and the production of corresponding products was a side job.

Now this trend is gradually reversed, and in recent years, large-scale assembly line factories have also sprung up in the city.

Capitalism replaced the rule of the aristocratic class, and began to sprout.

It cannot be said that Carlo's impression of his family, that is, the Agata family, is trying to transform from the status of 'nobles' to 'big capitalists'.

It can only be said that class is a thing in any era, but it has been called a different title.

Thinking about it this way, the unlucky child of the original owner, who is also the second son of the Agata family, will be sentenced to death for a crime of embezzling the wages of workers.

No matter how Carlo thought about it, he felt that someone in the family was deliberately messing with him.

But now Carlo is not in the mood to think about it... Carlo had to take advantage of Srein's next speech to prepare the support props.

Otherwise, no matter how fanatical Srein's followers are, without armor and swords, they will have little cohesion on the battlefield of public opinion.

No cohesion means no fighting power.

Carlo wants to cultivate their combat strength, discipline and desire for destruction as soon as possible, and then find an opportunity to turn the entire Weilan into a battlefield.

And the magic workshop that Carlo visits is called Lilita's hardcover closet.

The owner's name is Lilita, and she is a girl who looks more like an apprentice than a master.

The person in charge of the business was still Herland.

Herlan seems to have run a workshop for a while before becoming a maid, so he is quite familiar with this aspect.

As the behind-the-scenes conductor, Carlo controls Herlan's every word and deed through text messages.

The workshop was also very efficient, and after Herlan gave Carlo's request and the blueprints drawn by Carlo to the craftsmen in the workshop, it didn't take long for them to make a prototype.

"This kind of thing... Does anyone really buy it? ”

Herlan had several support items that Carlo had asked for in his hand.

Among them, Herlan saw two pure white shawls, one half and one long.

Shawls and capes are very popular in this world, and even the standard uniforms of the magic schools in Wilandor are equipped with shawls instead of robes.

The two pure white shawls were embroidered with Srein's name on the back of the short half-shawl in pale yellow thread, and the long shawl was even more exaggerated to imprint Srein's face.

Either way, Herlan didn't want to wear them, but these two shawls looked like the same thing.

Carlo's aesthetic and design are excellent, and the 'Srein' with long gold lines has a flowing and gorgeous feel.

Herlan was very resistant to such shameful clothes, but he should be able to sell them if they were sold normally.

The point is that Herlan is now holding something in his hand, a cardboard version of 'Srein', and he is smiling very brightly.

Herlan felt like he was going to be 'cursed' when he held it in his hand, let alone took it out and sold it as a commodity.

"That's a free gift, if it weren't for the custom price of the shawl, I'd like to give it away for free."

Carlo sat on a bench outside the magic workshop with a newspaper in his hand, and Herlan happened to be in a position where he could see him.

"Please don't, we can't have a lot of money at our disposal."

Herlan reminded Carlo that he was no longer the big young master he used to be.

After Carlo was banished from the Agata family, the money he saved was actually enough for Carlo's daily life.

According to modern purchasing power, there should be 300,000 yuan up and down, but this amount of money is not enough to participate in various election activities.

Carlo's cost of making this pile of support props now starts directly at 100,000.

Herlan was now worried about what would happen to the strange shawls that Carlo had made, as well as the paperboard and posters that Srein had so long to wear.

"Money can only be spent if you survive, and what Herlan wants now is to do everything we can to expand the influence of the Srein Support Association."

Carlo is not in the mood to make money, he finally came to the other world for a trip, and he can't die like this.

How to win the campaign of Weilan City, and then go back to the Agata family and beat up the murderer behind the frame of the original owner.

Of course, it would be better if he could win the subsequent election.

……………

A week later on the side of the harbor.

The seaside is one of the most prosperous and busy areas in Veelan.

Workers who carried goods in the harbor, sailors who disembarked to rest and replenish, and tourists and merchants who had taken ships to do business in Willand City crowded the port, which has been expanded several times.

That's why Srein's father applied for the place to speak.

The city government of Willand City is very concerned about this pope election, but the citizens of Willand City are not concerned about this.

They are more concerned about the price of salamanders in the vegetable market tomorrow than about things like the Pope and the Holy Son.

Therefore, Srein's father must make Srein appear in front of as many citizens as possible... In this way, you can get more potential votes.

Carlo's decrepit boy doesn't have such good conditions, and even if Carlo goes to the podium now to say a few words, it will only add to his notoriety.

But Carlo isn't in the mood to speak today... Because it may not be long before this place becomes a battlefield.

Now Carlo was sitting in the open air outside a tavern in Harbor, drinking coffee.

The border harbor is worthy of the heart of the city of Weilan, and Carlo can barely find a place to settle down on the entire street, except for people or people...

Across this busy street is where Srein gave his speech.

Srein's family apparently paved the way for him to win this campaign.

The podium for the campaign was built in a grand manner, and the banners and sound stones were all available, and it already had the prototype of a modern campaign team.

And not surprisingly, many of Srein's female fans spontaneously gathered.

Near the podium, they were waiting for their Holy Son to give a speech and see the demeanor of His Son.

Unfortunately, the number of Srein support members established by Carlo has grown slowly in the course of a week, from 70 to 447 members.

This number of fans is definitely negligible in terms of the population base of Weilan City.

The biggest reason is that information is disseminated in too few and too slowly.

Now the spread of this support club depends on Herlan to distribute flyers, and the fans in the support club are everywhere.

So Carlo has to make a big news today, the kind of big news that can really be in the newspapers.

In this way, the Srein support club will officially enter the sight of those 'potential fans'.

"How many Herlan support props have been sold?"

Carlo sipped the coffee of this world and communicated with his little maid via text message.

"People are already coming to buy it."

Herlan was sitting across the street at this time, with a small booth set up not far from the podium.

There is a fee to set up a stall in a specific place in the Iron Country, and the permit for this stall Carlo is still looking for the mayor's daughter... That is, Srein's number one fan took it through the back door.

The location is definitely a prime location, and you can make a lot of money even if you sell sweet potatoes here! And now standing next to the podium are all Srein fans.

Carlo's price for the shawl is not too expensive, it is basically a free price.

In addition, I will send a life-size cardboard 'god statue' of Lord Srein for free.

This kind of idol's peripheral products are the easiest to make them lose their minds, and the companions around them have paid for it, as if they are heretics if they don't buy it.

So more and more girls gathered in front of that little booth in Herland and posed 'Shut up! Hurry up and take my money! 's expression.

"Does it really work for the master to do this?"

Herlan was actually a little distressed to see these shawls sold one by one.

Diligence and thrift are the basic qualities that every maid should have.

Carlo could have raised the price a little more, and it didn't seem like it would have been decisive to sell the props.

"Of course it works, I said to increase the cohesion of the group, everyone wears the same clothes, then you can see that it is your own people."

Carlo put down his coffee cup and walked past the crowd to look across the street.

Originally, those Srein fans came in their own clothes.

Even if they had gathered around the podium, they could not tell whether they were ordinary people who had come to listen to the lecture or fans of Srein.

But as more and more fans bought white shawls from Herlan to wear, they separated from the ordinary masses and formed a new group.

The girls in the white shawls instinctively gathered together, as they didn't know that the stranger around them was also a fan of Srein.

With a common hobby comes a common topic.

It's a beautiful sight, at least in Herland to meet people who share my interests.

But here's the problem... The girls originally belonged to another group.

That is, the residents of Willand City, or the people of the Iron Country.

Their white shawls did not separate them from the people of the Iron Nation.

But those who don't like Srein, or don't know Srein at all, will recognize it at a glance... They seem to be in a group?

This is not a thing to mention in the first place.

There are many groups in uniform and uniform in Weilan City, and they are not bad for this one.

It can be until the dispute arises.

The dispute came much sooner than Carlo had imagined.

In fact, a lectern was built in such a crowded street, and so many people gathered in front of the podium, which had already led to several disputes between those who came to see the lecture and those who were simply passers-by.

But these disputes were between private and private, until a porter at the port quarreled with a young girl who had just changed into a shawl.

"What are you little girls doing here? Beware of being bumped into... Give it a go! “

The porter seemed a little irritable, and anyone who carried a lot of goods and someone in the way would be very irritable.

The girl didn't seem to know how to refute at all, and she seemed a little helpless, and she felt a little sorry for the 'Lord Srein' who had been trampled under the feet of the porter.

Normally, this girl would have given way in the face of such accusations, but the problem is that she is not alone now, and there are hundreds of followers of Lord Srein behind her.

But it's a pity that the other female fans of Srein didn't react to what happened.

They were still too immature or unaware of the tornment, and some of them were unhappy with the porter's rough attitude and the way they trampled their 'Lord Srein' under their feet.

But the girls were very upset, but they didn't know what to say.

At this time, it is necessary for a fan leader like Carlo who has experienced a lot of battles in the Srein Support Club to appear!

Of course, Carlo used a stand-in.

"Herlan put down everything he has and sell it later, there is a dispute on your right hand side, and when you get to the place, do as I say." Carlo said.

Herlan still wants to ask what the stall is going to do?

But she still temporarily restrained her 100,000 why character, sorted out her expression, and quickly rushed to the scene of the crime.

"Didn't you hear that?"

The porter was carrying too big a cargo to move without giving way, and someone seemed to want to let it go until Herlan came forward.

"Lord Srein's speech is about to begin, can you please not make trouble here?"

Herlan said that he recounted Carlo's words with great apologies.

But Herlan's acting skills are absolutely first-class, the accusation and dissatisfaction in his tone are very obvious, and the voice is quite loud, which quickly attracted the attention of other fans around him.

"What Srein... You're in the way! I'm going to move this box to the warehouse! The porter's temper also came up instantly.

The porter also had friends nearby, and when he saw that he was stuck in traffic on the side of the road, his friends also gathered.

"What happened to Pines?"

"How can this group of little girls get here, they don't give way, and they are shouting about Srein or something, who is Srein?"

"Oh! I know, that little master of the Luo Ze family! Just eat with one face..."

The porter's friend hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, and Srein's family's reputation in Willand wasn't too good.

So what that friend said completely detonated the fans who gathered.

Before Herlan could say anything, someone shouted angrily behind Herlan...

"How can you say that, Lord Srein!"

"Do you know how long he's been preparing for this speech?"

"He's been working hard!"

At Herlan's instigation, Srein's followers seemed to have found the backbone, and with courage and a plan of action, they rushed up in an instant, as if they were about to devour the innocent porters alive.

Carlo listened to the commotion in the distance and added another cup of coffee to the already empty teacup on his table.

A small spark is ignited, and all that remains is to add more firewood to it, so that the fire will burn completely and spread to the entire city of Weilan.

Then turn the city of Willan into a battlefield.