"What? is there really nothing in the storehouse of the Holy Cult? this is impossible!", the Duke of Mortier cried out in surprise, and then, as if realizing that he had lost his temper, he coughed lightly and said, "Did they use some tricks? It is not surprising that the untouchables have never seen the market and cannot recognize it. ”

"It is unlikely that, according to the eyeliner we have planted among the untouchables, they have carefully inspected the warehouse, and there is some grain powder embedded in the cracks in the walls, which must have been the result of storing grain for a long time, which is difficult to fake. In front of the Duke of Mortier, a man half knelt on the ground and replied in a deep voice.

"This ...... If something goes wrong with this plan, won't all the materials and money we have invested before be in vain? Who will compensate our Moore family for this loss? Listening to the man's report, a nobleman in the room hurriedly shouted.

"yes, who will compensate our family for the loss?"

"If it weren't for the face of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, hum. Not only him, but some nobles in the room spoke out without concealment, and even some yin and yang weird words came out, but the sound was not loud, and everyone couldn't tell who it was.

Duke Mortier's eyebrows furrowed tightly and twisted into a Sichuan shape. He looked coldly at the ugliness of these nobles, and only felt that although they were well-dressed and arrogant, they could behave in a way that was no different from those women who were scheming in the vegetable market and quarreling over trivial matters. It's just that when they encountered a little setback, they clamored for compensation for the loss, and at first they responded positively, saying that they wanted to give the Holy Sect a "color" to see, not them.

"Well, if the plan fails, I will lose more than anyone present. Duke Mortier said angrily, finally suppressing the complaints of those nobles, "If you don't believe me, you can go and ask the Golden Oak Bank, I withdrew 500,000 gold coins from there three months ago, and invested all of them in this plan, if the plan really fails, it is I who should beat my chest the most, not you." ”

The nobles present all gasped, 500,000 gold coins! Even Duke Mortier, who was good at dancing with long sleeves and was known for his good management, if he lost so many gold coins at once, he would definitely break his muscles and bones and lose his vitality, and compared to him, his own loss was really nothing.

"If you want to achieve great things, why don't you care about these small money. "Reluctant to let the child fail to trap the wolf, and to want to defeat the Holy Cult without wanting to pay the price, that is pure foolish dream! The most important thing we should do now is not to calculate how much we have lost, but to continue to promote this plan until it succeeds." ”

"Your Excellency the Duke is right. ”。 Duke Luke also stood up and made his attitude clear, "The most important thing now is to find out why there is no food in the warehouse of the Holy Sect?"

"This ...... Is it a ploy to confuse themselves? They deliberately put out an empty warehouse for the untouchables to see, and in fact scattered the grain and hid it elsewhere?", one nobleman suggested.

"That was expected from the start. "It is for this reason that the mob was encouraged to destroy the churches, and the spies who went out searched almost all the churches in the sanctuary without finding a single grain of food," replied the Duke of Mortier. A few buildings are closed to the public, but these are either religious inquisitors or too small to store food. ”

"Could it be that we are thinking too much? The Holy Sect really has no food, so it generously opened the warehouse to buy the hearts of the people?", said another nobleman.

"I don't believe those old foxes of the Holy Sect can really be that stupid. Duke Mortier shook his head, "Even if you take 10,000 steps back, they are really that stupid, then we will save our effort." As long as the lockdown is kept for another month, and when the Holy Land is completely cut off from food, won't all those priests and nuns, including those privy bishops and popes, starve to death? Even those refugees will definitely make trouble, and those who are about to starve to death are extremely terrible, and cannibalism and selling their children and daughters are common things. ”

"yes, what the hell is going on? can't those food self-sufficiency run away?", one nobleman complained.

"Where can you run, in the sky or on the ground? Even if you run by yourself, you will always show some traces, right?"

"Underground? yes, it's underground. Duke Mortier muttered twice, his eyes lit up, "It's a cellar! The Holy Sect must have dug the cellar and secret passage in advance, as a pre-need, just like in everyone's mansion, there will always be one or two secret rooms, and these old foxes must have hidden grain in the cellar." ”

When Duke Mortier said this, the nobles present woke up one after another, "That's right, the secret rooms in our mansion are all used to close ...... Ahem, they are all used for other purposes, but I really didn't think about using them to hide food. ”

"Hey, but with so much grain, how big does this cellar have to be dug?"

"Hey, the Holy Domain has been entrenched in Shenghui City for many years, who knows what they have secretly done over the years, not to mention the larger tunnels and cellars, they are digging into the underground of the palace, I don't think it's strange. ”

"Hey, what you said, I'll have to check the underground of our house when I go back, there won't really be any secret passages, right?"

Duke Luke nodded, "It's very likely, but there's another point worth noting, the Patriarch of Lisbon admittedly proclaimed. The Holy Cult has a way to bring food into the Sanctuary, how the hell did they do it?"

"I do wonder what you said. "These two months have been a rare snowfall in decades, and it is precisely because of this opportunity that I have made such a plan. To transport so much grain, it was necessary to have a large number of horse-drawn carts, but the heavy snow closed the road, and the horse-drawn carriages could not pass through it at all. ”

"What if we use manpower to shovel snow and open a passage? The Holy Sect can still use a lot of manpower. ”

"I've already contacted the nobles in several surrounding areas, if the Holy Cult really encourages the untouchables to shovel snow, they will stop it for various reasons, but from the information I have now, there is no such situation at all. ”

"In any case, since the Patriarch of Lisbon has made such a guarantee in front of so many untouchables, it must not be without purpose, and we must do everything we can. Duke Luke said uneasily.

The Duke of Mortier nodded gloomily, not knowing what he was thinking.