"Charles, I can't do this job!"

Olive, who was only 1.5 meters tall, broke into Charles's study without knocking on the door, slammed a stack of drawings on Charles's desk, and sat down on the chair in a huff and sulked.

"Well, I'll read the letter first, and then I'll listen to your complaints, but I can tell you in advance, you have to do what you want, and you have to do it if you don't want to!"

"Why? I'm just your sister, not your slave, and I don't want your salary, so why should I work for you?" the little girl jumped up angrily, and her voice soared more than twice as high.

Charles lowered his head and shook the letterhead in his hand, and said casually: "Your sister Fani wrote that the storage area of the port of Bayonne has begun to make profits, and the share that has been given to you so far is about fifteen hundred gold louis, and it should be more after the beginning of spring next month.

"How come, my dear good brother, look at poor Olive with a decent piece of jewelry...... I don't have any armor, and my sword isn't a supernatural weapon, so pitiful!

Charles's hands sank, and Olive had already scurried over, grabbing his arm and shaking it gently, his big eyes narrowed, his little neck shrunched, his head swaying from side to side, and if there was a tail, he would be a cute husky.

"Well, I'll ask Fani to help you deposit your share of the proceeds in the bank, and I'll give you a dowry when you get married!"

"Charles, how can you do this? That's my money! I'm in charge of so much money all day long, and I can't spend it casually, how can you manage my money? It's so unfair! I'm going to buy blessed armor, I'm going to buy transcendent weapons, I'm going to buy spiritual rifles......" Olive clenched her little fist, like Erha who was disgusted with bad food and "howled" and resisted.

"These ...... Didn't I buy it for you? Turns out Olive wants to buy it herself! Okay, okay, you can take fifteen hundred louis from your account and go!

“........”

Olive is wronged, she has to cry if she is wronged, and she has to pretend to cry if she can't cry.

The cute little mouth pouted into a sad arc, the beautiful big eyes were full of grievances, the two little arms hugged Charles's arms tightly, and the little breasts that had just been curled accidentally rubbed against Charles's body, making Charles's goosebumps rise.

"Okay, okay, the day after you awakened, I made it to the royal workshop in the name of the Lorraine Legion, and it was customized according to the Legion's standard, and now I am satisfied with my sister?"

Olive has a little head and a chick pecking at rice, and her little face is full of cunning pride.

"Tell me what's wrong today? You're being troubled by those clay-legged craftsmen again? Didn't I tell you! It's their business if they don't understand yours, so you pretend to know everything, but I don't just don't tell you. ”

Olive said indignantly: "I have been doing this for the past two days, but today Cousin Linar came forward for them, and I must explain the various truths between pressure, temperature, density and volume, and said that this is part of the cooperation......."

"She wants to be beautiful, we are technical cooperation and not technology transfer, you tell her that our family's family heirloom will never be passed on to outsiders, let her die of that heart!"

"That's what I said, too, but Cousin Linar said to me viciously......."

Olive cleared her throat and said in a cold tone in Linal's voice, "If you think I'm an outsider now, then do you believe that I'll become your brother's insider right away?"

Charles: "........"

Olive looked at the stunned Charles very nervously, and said worriedly: "Charles, you have to be careful! My intuition tells me that Cousin Linar may really do this kind of thing, you must be vigilant when you face her alone in the future, if it is really irresistible, you will shout hard......."

Charles was speechless, he didn't believe it at all, could a lady really be fierce to that extent?

"Don't worry, Olive won't let Fani down!"

Charles looked at the thick stack of letterheads on his desk, his face flushed, his heart full of apologies, and more warmth.

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Fani put down the pen in her hand, stretched to relieve the fatigue on her body, picked up the letterhead and examined it carefully before putting it in the drawer and locking it.

These letters were all addressed to Charles, and she had planned to send them as soon as she had written them, but then she felt that she had endless words to say every day, so she wrote them every day and sent them together after saving up.

During her time in Bayonne, Fani has seen and heard a lot about the Charles, and she has seen too much about the Charles.

In this season of depression and loneliness, the port of Bayonne is already filled with ships from afar, bringing gin from the North Sea, velvet from Norman, and even spices from the Far East.

"In Bayonne now, there is no off-season or high-season for trading, every day new ships call at the port, every day inland merchants bring goods, and our taxes rise every day, all because of the wisdom and foresight of the Marquis. ”

When the governor of Puerto Bayonne reported to Fani, the prospective hostess, that the deal had been completed in a matter of days, Fani was also proud of that pride.

Charles paid a small amount of taxes and land tenure to embolden ocean-going traders to do business, and the steady stream of income soon accumulated to a figure that shocked Fani, a foresight that surprised the self-proclaimed shrewd.

"What kind of husband did I marry?"

Fani would often ask herself in her mind, and then she would laugh and shake her head, "I haven't married him yet! ”

This mentality is directly reflected in Fani's letter, the first time that the honor student of Queens College wrote something as incredible as a love poem.

If it was face-to-face, Fani wouldn't dare to recite love poems to Charles, but letters!

"Be bold, Fani, and when Lorraine becomes as prosperous as Bayonne, your opponent will not be as simple as Linar. ”

Charles took a deep breath and cheered himself up.

"Doot toot!"

"Your Highness, Brother Ifra of the Church on Centre Street has arrived, and she has said that she has something to discuss with Her Highness. ”

Fani was a little bored, and said coldly: "Let her wait in the living room for twenty minutes." ”

Twenty minutes later, Fani appeared in the living room with a spring breeze on her face, and her whole person exuded a gentle warmth, which made people feel very comfortable.

"Brother Ifra, we meet again, and it is a pleasure to see you on this winter morning. ”

Avra, who was wearing a priest's robe, smiled slightly, and said jokingly: "Lord Fani, I also know that it is very annoying to bother you all the time these days, but I am just a messenger, if you are bored, you should be tired of those insatiable old men!"

"Hehehe!"

Fani's silver bell-like laughter was very natural, obscuring the topic of Afra without a trace.

Now the land in the port of Bayona has long been forbidden to sell, and the merchants who have settled in have also begun to engage in some "access system", those merchants and nobles who watched earlier saw that others were making money every day, and their eyes were red and green, and they were looking for acquaintances everywhere to ask for joining.

It's just that Fani basically ignores it, except for those famous wealthy families on the mainland, she really doesn't give face.

"Your Royal Highness, I really have a very important matter when I come today, the Dawn Sanctuary in the royal capital has sent a message to inquire about the whereabouts of all the holy relics related to the goddess in the past two years, His Royal Highness the Marquis took a crown of knowledge from the church last year, I don't know if it is still in his hands?"

"Relic related to the goddess? I haven't heard Charles say he has any relics. ”

Ifra was very embarrassed, "It's just an imitation, we are just making sure, and we don't mean to take it back, and we hope that His Royal Highness the county lord can understand." ”

"I'll write to ask the Marquis. Fani replied casually.

Neither Fani nor Efra thought it was important, but they didn't expect that the Dawnlight Church's move would prompt Charles to change his attitude towards life.

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