"Then I'll leave it to you."

"I want to sell it at a higher price, so I can use the extra money to buy better gouache and oil paints."

Seeing Anastasia's extremely confident appearance, Ludwig also had some expectations.

He had no idea the market price of the so-called best black truffle mushrooms, and even the market price of ordinary black truffle shiitake mushrooms was only an approximate estimate based on the stories in the library.

As long as it is higher than one hundred gold pounds, it is enough.

The cost of a year for a candidate at the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts is not a fixed value.

The money for the rent Ludwig was prepaid to the landlord with the living expenses given by his parents, and the living expenses are not settled at present, depending on how much the black truffle shiitake mushrooms can sell.

The currency used in the world today is the Roman system of gold pounds, and the rudimentary banking system was established.

One gold pound can be exchanged for the corresponding gram of gold in the bank, which is also known as the Roman gold system.

Gold, a metal that does not corrode and can be preserved for tens of millions of years, is the only equivalent exchange recognized by the entire world.

And the Roman gold pound is divided into the Eastern Roman gold pound and the holy Roman gold pound.

They are all banknotes that directly correspond to gold, but the avatars are different, which are Her Majesty Empress Margaret of the Holy Roman Empire and Her Majesty Roman I of the Eastern Roman Empire.

Earlier Roman gold coins are still in circulation, and no one will refuse a sparkling gold coin.

The Roman gold pound was invented only after the advent of the scientific era, and it was incomparably valuable thanks to the credit of the two Roman empires.

It is a world currency that can be used in all villages on the African continent.

One hundred Roman pounds could buy a house for a family of three on the outskirts of a bustling city in the Holy Roman Empire, which was the price Ludwig expected for black truffle mushrooms.

Pick up a rare black truffle mushroom and sell it, buy a set of equipment to join the army, and then come back as a knight.

Or use the money from the sale of black truffle mushrooms to propose, and successfully marry the girl you like, these are all facts that have indeed happened.

As for the price of the best black truffle shiitake mushrooms, Ludwig has never heard of it.

100 gold pounds is the average price at which black truffle shiitake mushrooms were sold in the past.

"Meow, you're underestimating the value of the best black truffles."

"A hundred gold pounds is not worth my Anna...... Come here to poach."

"I found out about this mutant mushroom pig a long time ago, and I've been waiting for the black truffle mushroom on my back to grow."

"Ludwig, when you rushed in, I was scared to death."

"It's so fast, I thought you were here to kill me."

Thinking back to the scene just now, Anastasia is now in a state of apprehension.

Ludwig did not find Anastasia in her stealth state, and so did Anastasia.

The main reason is that Ludwig's speed is too fast, and without the slightest drag of the sword, he directly cut off the black truffle from the back of the sleeping mutant mushroom pig.

Anastasia was almost frightened to death only after Ludwig rushed in and out of the sword when she realized that someone was coming.

Until, she recognized this "brother" who was most likely her half-brother, the mysterious swordsmanship genius she discovered with her aunt yesterday. ….

"More than a hundred gold pounds?"

Ludwig was a little skeptical, was it so easy to sell on the black market?

Well, the strength of this golden cat lady is very good, at least a hundred Bonaparte starts, it should not be afraid of black and black.

"Yes, let's go out."

"Anna shows you what a real businessman is."

Having all the finest black truffles in Ludwig's hands, Anastasia smiled.

Swordsmanship is Brother Ludwig, you are stronger, but selling things is definitely my best.

The name "Ann" is a first-class shipper in the Vienna black market, and she also figured it out

The window to the black market of the Holy Roman Empire of Chu.

The money of the black market is also the money of Rome, and the Roman princess, who is the first heir to the Holy Roman Empire and the Eastern Roman Empire, cannot turn a blind eye.

Of course, this kind of thing is actually known to Her Majesty Aunt Margaret, but she will turn a blind eye and let her play by herself.

The real largest deal in the world was in the hands of the old aristocracy of the two Roman empires.

Bulk grain, timber, and steel are the foundation of the world.

The money on the black market is not worth the special effort of Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire.

The gifts that Princess Anastasia receives from various Roman archdukes on her birthday every year, any one of them can shake the entire black market.

"Why, you still don't believe me?"

Seeing Ludwig's skeptical expression, Anastasia crossed her waist and looked at him angrily.

The golden *** on his head trembled and trembled, fully expressing the dissatisfaction of the princess of the Eastern Roman Empire at this moment.

These cat ears look really good, they are first-class.

Movable Princess Anastasia cat ears, one of the magical ornaments invented by the legendary Princess Anastasia as a child.

As long as you bring this, you can also have vivid cat ears, from the basic model to the *** version of the legendary royal family.

Therefore, cat-eared girls are very common in this world, and Princess Anastasia, who is always said to cause historical events, has contributed a lot.

「…………」

Ludwig did have some doubts, mainly because Anna was too confident in his eyes.

"Then, I'll make a pact with you!"

"These black truffles sell for less than two hundred gold pounds, and I'll pay you three times as much!"

"If you sell for a higher price, you're going to have to promise me a request you can."

"Don't you dare to make an agreement with me, you earned it."

To this day, Princess Anastasia would never allow Ludwig to underestimate her business talents.

Her ability to make money was recognized by both Roman emperors.

"My little Anna, you are simply a gospel to the Eastern Roman Empire!"

"Miracle that the Empire's revenues have increased for fifteen consecutive years!"

This is the evaluation of Roman I of the Eastern Roman Empire.

"Little Thea, how much did you earn today, you earned ten times the principal in ten days, it's really good."

"The Holy Roman Empire is entrusted to you, and it can continue to prosper."

"I've actually stopped doing it."

This is the compliment of Her Majesty Empress Margaret of the Holy Roman Empire. ….

Either way, they are full of praise for Anastasia's ability to gather wealth.

What's even more commendable is that Anastasia is not the kind of unscrupulous businessman who throws everything to make money, and can sell all the ropes that hang him for a profit of 300 percent.

A mere 300 percent profit is nothing to Princess Anastasia.

She hasn't turned sixteen this year, and she's earned enough money to fill many small coffers.

In the future, she is confident to change the business logic of the whole world.

This is by no means bragging, Anastasia, who was born with golden wealth, really intends to do so.

The black marketeer "Ann" is one of the identities she plays.

"Come, promise!"

"Hook up!"

"Whoever breaks the covenant shall swallow a thousand needles."

Anastasia happily took Ludwig's hand.

"Zila!"

There was no Santu River, and there was no unknown great being from the other side of the starry sky, but when Anastasia's fingers touched Ludwig's fingertips, it was as if some kind of electricity had passed through her little finger.

The same touch is on Ludwig's side.

What is it?

Ludwig looked puzzled at the fingertip that Anna had touched, the position of the little finger of his left hand.

There, there seems to be traces of something's existence, and even the sword of reincarnation that cuts off life and death does not completely cut off the obsession.

"Meow, let's take a good look at how Anna shipped it."

Anastasia, who had received the goods from Ludwig, was triumphant and began to take off the golden cat suit.

Ludwig quickly turned his head away so as not to see something he shouldn't see.

"I won't show it to you!"

"You pervert!"

Anastasia put away the cat suit that allowed her to stealthily and stealth, and took out a black cat-eared cloak as if by magic.

That's why this stealthy kitty suit is priceless, and when shrunk up, this golden suit is light enough to fit into a pocket, and is a coveted artifact for all assassins.

"Call me Ann from now on, and you put on this cloak too."

Anastasia took out another black cloak, which was specially made to conceal her figure, light and retractable.

Ludwig didn't know the goods and couldn't see the value of the cloak, which was much more expensive than the black truffle mushrooms he wanted to sell.

"That mushroom pig can continue to ship in the future, and maybe there will be a chance to steal it again in the future."

"Ludwig, let's join forces next time."

Obviously it is the property of her aunt's royal game reserve, but this thrill of sneaking to hunt is what makes Anastasia want to stop.

She knew that as long as she opened her mouth, the black truffle mushrooms from the entire Europa continent would be given to her by her aunt.

No Grand Duke in the Holy Roman Empire would refuse the request of Her Majesty the Empress of the Great Empire.

"Well, paint is expensive."

Ludwig nodded, if these superb black truffle mushrooms could be sold for more than two hundred gold pounds, he could use more advanced materials for the paints he used to practice painting. ….

The price of art pigments is not capped.

Even Michelangelo, one of the most famous painters of the Renaissance who was famous throughout Europa in the past, also left a lifetime of regrets because he did not have enough lapis lazuli dye.

The vast majority of painters can't afford that grade of paint in their lifetime.

Moreover, there is an unwritten rule in the works of the painter, that is, the price of the work will skyrocket after the painter's death.

Ludwig didn't think about it that much, as long as he could be admitted to the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts and successfully graduated, he would fulfill the agreement with his parents.

And he himself doesn't hate art.

When he looked up at the works of the great painters of the past, he could also feel a certain strong thought contained in them.

From a purely mathematical point of view, many of the paintings that have been painted for centuries have wrong proportions of the human body, and the use of light is not very good.

However, the reason why a masterpiece is a masterpiece has stood the test of time, has been recognized by countless painters since then, and finally became a part of human history.

When Ludwig visited the Kunsthalle in Vienna, he was also shocked by those works.

Compared with the realistic painting style that he is good at now, the works of those giants have a unique beauty of humanity.

This is the "art" that Ludwig has not yet mastered, and it is still unknown territory for him.

The existence of an absolute sense of time allows him to capture every fragment of time.

And the works of those great artists contain ancient history from the past, as well as a unique and shocking beauty.

"Do you really want to be a painter?"

"If the emperor is obsessed with painting and can't extricate himself, it will be a great harm to the whole country."

Walking with Ludwig in the afternoon sun in the Vienna Woods, Anastasia felt indescribably comfortable.

This Ludwig

Brother Xi was different from all the nobles she knew.

His vision of the world, unique and sincere, clear and pure, is completely different from those of the brutal brothers of the Eastern Roman Empire.

When she was twelve years old, she knew that these older brothers of hers were peering at the blood of the Roman gods in her.

There were even a few people who tried to deceive her when she was still young, saying that they wanted to make a future marriage contract with her or something.

Come on, you think a twelve-year-old lady really doesn't understand anything.

Send some gems, flowers and want to marry the future Roman Emperor Anastasia, what do you want!

You are all like your father, and the illegitimate children outside are all in groups, okay?

Anastasia, I don't like you!

"Obviously the swordsmanship is so powerful, why do you have to go to the Academy of Fine Arts in Vienna?"

"With your strength, wouldn't it be better to join the army, or someone is rushing to be a noble swordsmanship teacher."

This is what Anastasia doesn't understand the most, the duke-level yes, the quasi-transcendent that shocked the Holy Roman Empire Grand Dukes.

"Future Juggernaut", this is what Her Majesty Aunt Margaret said about you.

If it weren't for my aunt's pressure and absolute gag order, your identity as an illegitimate son of the Roman royal family would have been exposed! ….

is not only the illegitimate son of the royal family, but also a future sword saint with duke-level strength, these two identities are superimposed, what a talent is outstanding.

Once the news leaks, the princes who want to marry you can line up from the street to the end of the street.

"Well, that can't be done."

"My swordsmanship is completely unsuitable for teaching."

"I tried to teach a friend how to do my swordsmanship, and it was a complete failure."

Ludwig shook his head.

Swordsmanship based on absolute sense of time cannot be taught to anyone at all, because it is impossible for ordinary people to capture the fluctuations of the flow of time.

Bonaparte tried it once, and he sincerely wanted to change Ludwig's swordsmanship and give up his own Heilan Sword Saint swordsmanship.

As a result, even Ludwig's most basic concept of "time frames" could not be understood.

"Ludwig, a second is divided into sixty frames, I know, that's one-sixtieth of a second."

"But!"

"What the hell do you want to get stuck every three frames, and then get used to skipping frames, and then change the timescale to 120 frames per second!"

"I know every word you say, but what the hell are you talking about!?

"How is it possible for the human eye to get used to changing the time scale to one hundred and twenty frames per second after sixty frames per second!"

"What, you said this was just the basics, and then you had to jump sideways between twenty-four, sixty, twenty-ten, and two-hundred-and-forty frames per second."

"Ludwig, this is definitely not a sword art that humans can learn!"

Well, after trying to teach Bonaparte, Ludwig himself had to admit that without the talent of absolute sense of time, normal people would not be able to master this special swordsmanship.

The image captured by the upper limit of the human field of view can become problematic after hundreds of frames.

Ludwig's swordsmanship is a swordsmanship that can only be achieved by accurately manipulating the sense of time, and it is a swordmaster-level swordsmanship that is accurate to every frame change.

Without the talent for timing, it would be difficult for humans to get used to frame-level combat, let alone higher-level multi-frame switching capabilities.

And this is only the initial use of the "sense of time" ability.

Ludwig's swordsmanship is measured in the number of frames per second.

It's a secret that no one but Ludwig knows.

Even the orthodox Empress Margaret of the Purple Hall could not see through the essence of Ludwig's swordsmanship.

"No, you're mistaken."

"Not all artists, musicians, are good at teaching others."

"As long as you become a quilt

If you are recognized by everyone, then there are many, many people who will take the initiative to send you money, even if you only go to class once a month, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to teach people at all."

"As long as you show your swordsmanship prowess, there are as many nobles as you are willing to hire you as a swordsmanship teacher."

"There is no need for you to teach people, you yourself are an absolute authority, and no one will question your authority."

This is still Anastasia said less.

With the strength of the duke-level, ordinary small and medium-sized nobles are not qualified to be invited to be a swordsmanship teacher.

Even the Grand Dukes of the Holy Roman Empire are willing to invite you to their homes. ….

The so-called building near the water gets the moon first, and the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

When you were a swordsmanship teacher, it was natural for you to have something happen to their daughters, nieces, nieces, and even their wives by the way.

Brother Ludwig, you are a duke's bloodline!

Why don't you even have a sense of how high your own value is, in the end, your father Roman I threw you into some wilderness, no matter how many years you have been left behind!

"That's okay, huh?"

Ludwig was a real eye-opener, he was born in an ordinary Bavarian town, and his father, who eloped from the lord's family, never said anything about the twists and turns of aristocratic society.

His life was very simple, except for his innate talent for absolute timeliness, he occasionally went to the mountains to practice swordsmanship.

Before coming to Vienna, the strongest opponent he had encountered was the Black Panther, who was stronger than Bonaparte.

"Really, I don't understand anything, how the hell did you grow up meow!"

The closer she got to Ludwig, the more Anastasia felt something special about him.

It's something unlike everyone else in this world.

It is a quality that transcends this world and cannot be described by the knowledge of this world.

"I ate, slept, practiced swordsmanship, and later began to study art."

"At first, I didn't understand anything, and there was no special art teacher at the school, so I started studying on my own from the library in the town."

"My father and mother praised me for my good drawing and my artistic talent."

"I also feel a special sense of security when I'm drawing, especially when I'm depicting the starry sky."

"It's so hard to just paint the kind of starry sky I imagined, and I can't do it right now."

"The realm of art is very profound."

"The teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts in Vienna said that my talent may be more reflected in the art of architecture."

Walking along the sun-drenched path with Anastasia, Ludwig's heart was calmer than ever.

Probably, it's because Anna is a special being of "absolute zero time".

Around her, time is never out of order, and even in a less populated place like the Royal Game Reserve in Vienna, Ludwig can still capture a lot of traces of time acceleration.

Only she, the golden cat lady with cute cat ears, is not affected by the interference of this time warp.

There is a beauty in her body that stands still in time.

For Ludwig, who has an "absolute sense of time", Anastasia, who has an "absolute zero time", is a painting.

A flawless, dreamlike still life painting.

It is the only time artwork in the world that has been discovered by Ludwig.

"Meow ......"

Realizing that Ludwig was always looking intently at herself, Anastasia's cheeks flushed little by little.

This, this is my brother, one of my many, many older brothers.

Don't be cranky, he doesn't even know who you are, Anastasia.

This, this is not going to work, Anastasia, I said you don't want to be cranky.

Divine blood and blood, it seems that it is not forbidden to marry the same generation, even if it is a half-brother and sister.

The Divine Blood Bloodline will eliminate all lethal factors and cover the lower bloodlines with divine factors.

Wait, what are you thinking!

No, no!

It's too dangerous!

Breathe, take a deep breath!

"Ludwig, if you say, just if you say."

Anastasia crossed her fingers behind her back, her voice trembling a little.

"Do you believe in true love?"

Ludwig couldn't figure out what "Anna" was thinking for a while, and why he suddenly got to the topic of true love, which he was not good at at all.

The so-called "true love", he could hear Bonaparte talk about it every day.

Just this morning, he was still crying with a handful of snot and tears:

"True love is dead!

"My Mary, my Vanessa, my Camille!"

"From now on, they will never be my canaries again, they will all fly away!"

"Mary! Mary! Mary!"

Finally, Mary's name was called three times, as if it represented a memorable memory of his past.

Well, referring to Bonaparte's tears, which seemed to be genuine, Ludwig thought that he might have really had true love.

What a pity, Bonaparte.

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