Penny Lo? Glenn watched Viscount Carroll's figure disappear into the door leading to the banquet hall, and a sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She knew very well why Viscount Carol said this - poison is also a cure for diseases, which is indeed true, because Viscount Carol has been the main transportation route from the south to the Holy Spirit Plain in the past few decades, and if the medicinal materials from Kant Territory and other places in the South want to be sent to the Holy Spirit Plain, they basically have to be concentrated in the Carol Viscounty, form a large-scale caravan and then transport them to the north, and in addition to medicinal materials, various outputs in the south include ordinary ores, magic materials, A considerable part of furs and the like were also transported through the Carol Gate, so from the very beginning, the Carol family was very good at selling business.

They are a family that does not produce anything, but they rely on the control of the transportation arteries to grab huge profits, so the people of the Carroll family have a habit of thinking, that is, they don't care who the source of the goods is, they only care whether the goods can be sold through their own hands.

They can do business with Count Hossman and actively respond to Count Hossman's call, that is because Count Hossman can provide magic net technology, and the Carol family can sell this technology to the great nobles of the Holy Spirit Plains to make a lot of money, but Penny is very convinced of one thing, that is, if Cecil is willing to hand over the alchemy potion business that is almost equivalent to flowing gold coins to Carol, then Viscount Carol will appear in Duke Cecil's parlor within four days.

If the road conditions are a little better, then two days.

Viscount Carroll has a good keen eye and can see that Gawain? Cecil's creations permeated the entire South, and smelled danger in it, but he miscalculated it, he thought he was just a reseller, so he could stay out of it, but Penny? Gülen knew it well......

That Gawain? What the Grand Duke of Cecil did was by no means as simple as grabbing money, nor was it simply to infiltrate and spy on the intelligence of other noble territories, although she still couldn't figure out the specific goals of the resurrected duke and the means to achieve them, but she was familiar with this style of acting in a trap that made everyone have to fall into the trap of scheming openly and honestly.

Her husband was a similar person when he died.

Because of this, she knows very well where the most terrifying thing about this kind of conspiracy is.

Penny Lo? Baroness Gülen turned, her sunken, indifferent eyes at the brilliant lights in the courtyard and the Horsman soldiers who had carried alchemical potions as regular supplies.

She knew very well that with these alchemical potions, those Hossman soldiers already had a great advantage when fighting ordinary nobles' private soldiers.

And when the magic net is laid and the mine's magic machinery is in place, these soldiers will be equipped with more and better metal swords and armor, and the mage towers in this territory can also receive a steady supply of magic power.

And Count Hossmann himself will also receive great wealth at the same time.

That's the scariest part - no one can refuse Gawain? Cecil's gift, as long as one person accepts this "poison", then all those who refuse the poison will die sooner than the person who takes it.

That arrogant Karloff? Hossman can only see the benefits, probably not the dagger behind the interests, but Penny does not intend to make any reminders, she believes that even if someone makes a reminder, the nobles and nobles who are carried away by the interests will blindly ignore all dangers, and think that even if the situation changes, everything is under their control.

In this regard, Luo Penny herself is actually not sure, after all, compared to the entire southern border...... Gawain? Cecil, the duke with no name, was still too lonely.

……

While the lord sang and danced in the castle's banquet hall, the rest of the castle was also celebrated, and a small feast was held in the side hall in the southeast corner of the castle, where the scholars and advisors of the Horsman family gathered to drink the wine given by the lord and enjoy desserts and meats that were rarely eaten in ordinary times.

They had mastered the art of building a magic net, and had made the first of their own magic nets in this ancient castle, and it was a great honor for these talented and clever men to be rewarded by the Lord's family, and they were allowed to feast and drink here until dawn.

In this small banquet, as the center of attention, two young men wearing gray and white cotton robes, one tall and one short.

Someone stepped forward to toast the two young men, and a middle-aged gentleman with a wide forehead smiled and said, "Allegiance to the Horsman family will be the best decision of your life—soon you will know that the Count's generosity is unmatched by that Viscount Andrew." ”

"Talented young men are welcome everywhere," said another scholar-looking man, with the admiration of the elders for their juniors, "and when the weather warms up, I will definitely invite you to my little estate on the outskirts of the city, where the best honey tea in the region is ......"

"There are also two daughters who can't get married, right?"

So the scene burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became even more cheerful and laughing.

But the two young people who were surrounded by everyone seemed a little overwhelmed, and they tried to cope for a while, and then they were dizzy to the point that they had to go outside to blow the cold wind - of course, no one at the scene would embarrass these two "great heroes", so the others continued to drink heartily, and the two young people each held a cup of sobering tea and left the side hall one after the other.

Blowing the cold wind outside, the tall young man glanced back at the doorway that showed the light slightly, and sneered softly: "The full set of techniques for building magic nets...... Do these people really understand what 'technology' is? ”

"At best, it's a complete craft for building a magic web," the short young man muttered under his breath, who didn't look drunk at the moment, "but don't ask too much of them—who would have thought that the minimalist hexagon contained the deepest rules of the runes if it wasn't for personal experience?" ”

The tall young man smiled and looked at his companion: "After tonight, the magic net will take root all over the southern realm......

The shorter young man smiled in the same way, and he gently raised the cup in his hand and replaced the wine with tea: "A hymn to loyalty." ”

"A hymn to loyalty."

"By the way, do you know why the Leader uses this as a code for field operators?"

"Who knows—but we should be cautious going forward, and don't talk about 'over there' unless we have to."

"I understand."

……

A few days later, Amber brought Gawain the information she had been waiting for.

"Our men have managed to enter Count Hossman's castle," Miss Half-Elf reported in a serious manner, "and as you said, the Count is really trying to get his hands on the technology to build the magic net...... He gathered the nobles of the southern realm, and prepared to sell the magic net building skills he had 'stolen' to others, to those who were allied with him. ”

Gawain smiled with satisfaction: "In this way, everything will develop as I planned." ”

"It's better to buy than to steal, it's better to steal than to steal......" Amber sighed, she rarely understood Gawain's true intention of leaking the technology to the nobles of the southern realm in such a troublesome way - of course, this is also related to her rich experience in the thief world, "In this way, it took them a lot of twists and turns to get the technology, and they will not have any worries, it is estimated that it will not be long before they will lay a large area of magic nets in their territory." ”

"Even if they don't need mining machinery, the nets can power their castles, the mage towers in their territories, the magic traps and other defenses in the fortresses...... In this world full of magic, the magic net itself is a very universal thing," Gawain nodded, "but according to my estimate, at least a third of the nobles need mining machinery, and there are quite a few mining in the south...... Inform Viscount Andrew and ask him to vacate the docks, I reckon there will be a lot of sneaky guests running to his territory soon, begging for magic engines. ”

"Actually, we can do this business ourselves......" Amber flattened his mouth, "so that there are fewer middlemen to make the difference......"

"Not for the time being, the almost unlimited supply of cheap alchemy potions in the Cecil Territory is already very shocking, and I don't plan to continue to attract so much attention in other places for the time being," Gawain shook his head, "The various news released at present vaguely points out that the production capacity of the Cecil Territory has reached a bottleneck, and the new mining machinery is made in Tanzania Town, since this is the case, then I will continue to release this news, so that the nobles of the southern realm will underestimate the production potential of the Cecil Territory, so as not to scare them." ”

Amber waved her hand, "It can also make them let their guard down, right?" I understand, I understand. ”

Gawain was quite satisfied with Miss Half-Elf's progress during this time, he nodded with satisfaction, and then suddenly said, "You help me take care of it first, I'll ......"

Amber didn't wait for Gawain to finish speaking, and then continued: "You're going to 'meditate' again?" ”

"That's right."

This time, Miss Half-Elf didn't say a word of nonsense, and nodded very simply: "Okay, I'll help you watch." ”

Gawain then slowly emptied his mind, but before he was about to sink into the dream, he heard Amber's voice dimly coming from the side: "But let's say it first, and when you can say it, you have to be the first to tell me!" ”

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

After a brief moment of darkness and dizziness, Gawain appeared in the endless space with clear water and blue sky.

Old Magician Daniel stood in front of him and bent down respectfully.

"My lord, I have lived up to your will - I am already the top leader of the Eternal Sleeper's 'Information Security and Network Architecture' project, and I will be tasked with building the first generation of databases."

Gawain blinked.

This old man is so efficient!

Taller than any two-to-five boy in his territory!

e…… If he is slower to reel in the future, this old magician is afraid that he will soon become the pope......