In the Château de Neuville, in the splendid hall, Viscount Greon sat elegantly at a long dining table, and in front of him was a plate of delicate dishes, and next to the dishes, there was a small silver plate.

The small silver dish contained refined salt as white as snow.

Viscount Greon picked up a piece of roast meat with a knife and fork and dipped it lightly on a silver dish of refined salt.

Viscount Greon didn't dare to dip too much, but just lightly dipped it, and brought the roast meat to his mouth to chew.

The salty taste flooded his mouth, and Viscount Grion's face showed a deep look of intoxication, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and feel the magic of the snow salt with the utmost devotion.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of steady footsteps came from far and near, disturbing the drunken Viscount Green.

He opened his eyes, a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then he saw his henchman Knight West walk in, saluted him slightly, and said hello, "Good day, Lord Viscount!" ”

Viscount Greon bowed slightly, and asked straight to the point, "Oh, did he say it all?" ”

"Lord Viscount, no one can keep their mouth shut under torture. He's said it all! With a slight smirk, Knight West replied to Viscount Grien's words.

Viscount Green, who has always emphasized the rules, did not point out this rude point of the Western Knight, but leaned forward and said with great interest, "What did he say?" ”

"Lord Viscount, you were right! The things that this Hughes brought, the things that caused a sensation in the whole city, such as snow salt, such as honeycomb coal, all came from Baron Dicas. ”

"This honeycomb coal, Xius has found someone to verify, it does contain the ingredients of black stone, but I don't know what is added for the time being."

"But in any case, from this mass production of honeycomb coal, I am sure that Baron Dicass must have mastered a blackstone mine."

"And, according to others, there is a section of the road leading to the village of Nisse that is closed off by Baron Dicas, who is not allowed to enter or leave, and has to take a detour. But there were a lot of people coming in and out of that closed road. ”

"So, Lord Viscount, I guess that Blackstone Mine is in this location."

Greon only nodded slightly, not caring at all.

If it were any other time, Viscount Greon must have been very attentive.

An easy-to-mine blackstone mine, although not as good as gold and silver, is also a rare asset.

But with watermelon, who cares about sesame seeds!

Viscount Greyn's mind was now on the "watermelon", so he said to the Western knight with a majestic face, "What else?"

Knight West knew what Viscount Grien meant, and hurriedly said, "Lord Viscount, the snow salt that has caused a sensation in the high society of Patras City recently is also from the small village of Nisse. ”

"Sir MacLay's vassal merchant Hughes obtained snow salt and other things from the small village of Nisse, and sold them at Patras. While selling snow salt, he also constantly instigated or bought slaves to be sent to the small village of Nisse. Lord Viscount, many of the poor people in your realm have been sent to the village of Nisse by Theseus. ”

"Pauper?" Viscount Greon really didn't know about this, and after hearing the news, he frowned slightly, not because he was angry, but because he was puzzled, "What does that guy want so many people to do?" ”

Knight West shook his head slightly and replied, "I heard Hughes say that this is a special request of Baron Dicas, and a part of the value of those goods can be deducted from the poor. Moreover, the propaganda for the poor is also to work hard to eat enough and earn a little money. ”

"Stupid!" Viscount Greon commented.

What's the use of the poor, what is the waste of food!

It is simply impossible to feed them.

Even wealthy territorial nobles can't and can't do this kind of thing.

Is............ Viscount Greon didn't know how to scold!

"Lord Viscount, you can always see the essence through phenomena." When the West Knight heard this, he was a sycophant.

"Hmm." Viscount Grien nodded coldly.

Knight West continued, "Lord Viscount, Baron Dicas's massive recruitment of employees only proves one of my suspicions. ”

"What speculation?" Leaders just don't accept other people's dumb riddles, Viscount Grimne asked.

"I suspect that there is a fine salt mine in Baron Decas's domain. Otherwise, Baron Dicass would not have been able to recruit so many people! ”

Hearing the words salt mine, Viscount Grien's pupils shrank suddenly.

He suddenly said, "West, what do you think of my new Will Castle?" ”

"Full of classical beauty, a place where a true aristocrat should live, not with the untouchables, like Baron Dicas." West felt a thrill in his heart and hurriedly said.

"Knight West, you're saying a good thing! But you have to accept that there is no such thing as a perfect thing in the world, and there will always be small problems of one kind or another that need to be solved. ”

"Knight West, I just think that there are some minor problems with New Will Castle that need to be repaired." Viscount Grimne meant something pointed.

"You're right! New Will Castle, there are some minor problems! Knight West nodded hurriedly.

"I need funds, Knight West, you're not going to let me down, are you?" Viscount Greon looked at the Western Knight with blazing eyes.

"Of course! Your command is my will! Knight West was about to leave, and a voice took him over.

"Slow! Wait a minute, West Knight! ”

Knight West turned his head, and Viscount Greine also looked over, and it was a man dressed as a squire, who was standing next to Viscount Grien.

The treacherous fox Wallakule, a good-looking fellow, although he is not young, thirty or forty years old, but he still looks relatively young.

He is now Viscount Grryn's butler, as well as a personal bodyguard.

He himself is also a slight knight-level existence in Patra Chengli.

Facing the eyes of the others, the face of the strange fox Hualekul was as flat as ever.

He looked at Knight West and said, "Knight West, Lord Viscount, don't forget that Baron Dicass has just finished leading the villagers and really survived this winter.!" ”

As soon as he heard this, West Knight's face suddenly turned white.

The interest carried him away, and he almost forgot about it.

The horror of the lizardmen, the Western Knight knows, but a few hundred people have survived the plague of the lizardmen, which is unimaginable for the Western Knight.

Even if the information obtained by the Western Knight is that there is a wall.

The thought of this makes West's knight even more complicated.

A wall was built in three months, and the energy behind this is really terrifying!