Speaking of which, the archbishops' conjectures are both right and wrong.

Although this matter is indeed inseparable from Fei Lin, Fei Lin is still in retreat on an island thousands of miles away at this time, and he has no time to do this.

As for such a thing as traveling thousands of miles a day, with a [Space Beacon] there, it is not a problem at all.

That's right, this matter was arranged by Svein, with an unnamed little Lori mage in charge of providing mana for the [Space Beacon], a man with a gun leading the team, and then a little Lori mage in charge of finishing up.

No, no, no, this is not a deliberate act of revenge, Svein said that his pattern is not so small, a burn down a few small churches can hit the Holy See of Light, this is just a normal training of [League of Legends], it's just a coincidental opponent, if Fei Lin still feels guilty about those potentially innocent priests after knowing about it, after he saw the incriminating evidence of filth and dirt in the church that Zhao Xin brought back, he immediately agreed with Svein's decision.

As for the behavior planned by the bishops, Svein could only express regret, that team had already returned to Shadow Island, how could they continue to stay in the same place after committing the crime.

Moreover, the object of the next training will definitely not be the churches in this area, it may be a private army of nobles who have a firm belief in the Holy See of Light, or it may be a stronghold of the Holy See of Light in the underground world, or even a detachment of the Knights of Light stationed somewhere.

Svein said that he is also very good at guerrilla warfare and so on.

Of course, this is not all of Svein's means, in just half a month, the expenses of [League of Legends] are like running water, not only Miss Doom's savings, but even Filin's own family and Triste's gambling money have been squandered, if it weren't for the fact that Sinjid's potion has been sold through the channels of the Kampler Chamber of Commerce, I am afraid that the [League of Legends], a shortly established organization, will fall into an economic crisis.

Where did the money go?

In these days, a group of donating nobles have emerged in various provinces of the Puster Commercial Alliance, although in this place of the Puster Commercial Alliance, there are people holding a lot of gold coins to buy noble titles every day, but among this batch of donating nobles, there are a few of them, on their vests, are tattooed with an inconspicuous black and white fist print logo, with the tasks and resources given to them by the fist print, as well as the social experience taught to them by a certain Earl of Valoran, and soon, these donating nobles are mixed in the local aristocratic circle。

In addition, in some remote places of the Puster Business Alliance, some unknown wealthy businessmen spent thousands of dollars to build or buy orphanage orphanages one after another, and some children who were found to be gifted were also smuggled to some unknown islands.

"Money, money! I need more money!"

Svein's irritable voice can be heard on Shadow Island every day, although the remaining two [Siren Tears] have also been taken to other places by widow Evelyn to be secretly disposed of, but the money from the sale is still not enough for Svein, in his vision, not only the Puster Business Alliance, but the entire continent.

Just like in those countries that believe in the Holy See of Light, there are people who have firm beliefs, and naturally there will be people who are not firm in their beliefs, and those rulers who have strong beliefs cannot be without enemies, if there are enough gold coins and resources, Svein is even confident that he will start a war in some small principalities that believe in the Holy See of Light.

If the Holy See of Light in a small principality doesn't care, what about five, ten, or even more?

Before he didn't have enough strength, these were some small tricks that Svein wanted to play with the Holy See of Light, but in the face of his plan, the economy, which was originally quite sufficient, was a little stretched.

"Miss Doom's ship, how long is it expected to return?"

With a gloomy face, Svein stroked his crow's feathers as he asked the assistant he had chosen for him, even the most clever subordinate on the entire Shadow Isle, who seemed so stupid to him.

"If it goes well, in three days, Miss Doom's fleet will be able to feel the edge of the merfolk clan, and with the time to return, it will take at least a week or more. ”

As a mage who plays with the mind and tortures, Svein never worries that his subordinates will betray him, and all those who have been subordinate to Svein have unshakable loyalty, so in matters like the merfolk [Kraken's Tears], Svein has never shied away from his subordinates, but at this time, he is still inevitably bored by this subordinate's answer.

That's right, Svein is indeed a master of conspiracy, but he has never been a qualified businessman, making money has never been his forte, and when he was in Noxus before, he never bothered about money, but he didn't expect to come to this world, and that kind of thing that he never cared about became an obstacle for him.

These days, Svein's resentment has literally gripped the entire Shadow Isle, and the warriors who have learned his temper are all trembling.

Even Filin, who was hiding in the Tower of Babel, was finally pulled out by Anne, who couldn't bear it anymore, and left it to Svein to solve his financial problems.

"Do you mean...... Do you have to break the bank again?"

Fei Lin scratched his head a little helplessly, looked at the number of gold coins in the system mall, and then looked back at Svein's ugly face, and finally sighed.

"Forget it, if the daughter is scattered and comes back, it will be regarded as a ruin and a disaster. ”

"Dingding!!"

A series of golden lights flashed, and the amount of gold coins that originally had more than four thousand nine hundred instantly became more than one thousand eight hundred, and three thousand one hundred and fifty gold coins were directly swept away from Fei Lin's package, turning into a short figure that gradually condensed in the entire room.

It seems, there is also the sound of wrenches striking?

"Ah, a wise choice!"

The wild yellow messy hair, the wild white beard on the face, the flashing electric wrench in the hand, and the signature round-framed eyes on the face, everywhere seemed to exude the breath of wisdom and the charm of science.

"I can help you make it better!"

The world must be told that the greatest scientist of the Yodelers, Heimerdinger, has arrived!