"Ahhh! Help, I can't turn around, can someone help me —! "
While Roland was thinking about how to make better use of the power of the Magic Cube, he suddenly heard a familiar scream in the courtyard. He looked up and saw that the car did not detour around the courtyard but rushed into the flowerbed in the center of the courtyard. The person sitting in the car was Mystery Moon, who had replaced Sylvie.
"This, this idiot!" Lily gritted her teeth and said, "Hit the brake!"
"I hit the brake... but I can't! Ahhh!" Mystery Moon cried in panic.
The out-of-control steam car swerved left and right in the flowerbed. When it rushed out of the flowerbed, it happened to crash into the castle gate.
"Your Majesty, watch out!" Vendy's face changed dramatically.
The crowd was instantly thrown into chaos.
"Holy sh * t." Roland stared at Mystery Moon, who was hugging the steering wheel with her eyes closed. How could a car without the accelerator be so powerful? Was she a female driver from the Otherworld?
To his surprise, none of the witches around him scattered. Instead, they all stood in front of him. In an instant, all kinds of abilities swarmed out. Anna's Wall of Blackfire and Lotus's Ravine formed a barrier between him and the courtyard. Iffy's Magic Cage and Andrea's Arrow of Light were ready to shoot at the wheel. Nightingale also grabbed his arm and was ready to drag him into the Mist at any time.
In the end, it was Phyllis and Lorgar who stopped the car accident with pure strength.
They immediately stood in front of everyone, grabbed the anti-collision bar of the car, and lifted the front wheel off the ground.
Anna manipulated the Blackfire to turn off the Magic Ceremony Cube.
The steam engine, which had lost its pressure, quickly calmed down.
"Ahhhhh! Everyone, run!" Mystery Moon still held the steering wheel tightly and shouted.
"You big — stupid — fool!" Lily jumped over the ravine and climbed into the car. She slapped Mystery Moon hard on the back of the head, making her scream disappear.
Mystery Moon opened her eyes and covered her head with her hands.
"Mystery Moon!"
Seeing Vendy and Scroll aggressively surrounding her, Mystery Moon finally came to her senses. "I'm sorry, I was wrong —" However, it was too late for her to apologize. Before the head of the Detective Group could defend herself, she was dragged into the castle by the two girls.
"You're the one who gets into trouble every time!"
"Cancel this week's vacation!"
"Copy the rules of the Witch Union a hundred times!"
"There are still five more sets of exercises. You can only eat after you finish them!"
It was not until Mystery Moon's wailing disappeared in the castle that the witches shivered as if they had experienced it themselves — of course, Her Highness the Queen was not included.
"I've checked the car, and there are no problems with the steering and braking mechanism." Anna had finished her inspection and returned to Roland's side. "I'm afraid there's only one reason why Mystery Moon deviated from the road."
"What is it?"
"She's too weak," Anna said helplessly.
Roland could not help but laugh out loud. Was it because she was too weak to steer the car properly, which eventually led to the "partial pear"... It seemed that before the steering and braking assist devices were installed, those who were less than or equal to Mystery Moon's strength had to decline the test.
The messy courtyard was quickly repaired by Lotus and Anna. Looking at the witches who were staring at him, Roland laughed and shook his head. "If you still want to leave, you can ask Anna — as long as she agrees, I have no objection. Just be careful not to tear the castle down. By the way, don't forget to come back for lunch. "
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Please let me be the first to board the carriage!"
"Hey, I was the first one!"
Once again, the courtyard was filled with everyone's joyful laughter.
*****
"Sir, here we are."
The carriage slowly stopped in front of a tavern. Victor Lothar got out of the carriage, threw two silver royals to the coachman, and then walked into the tavern.
"You're here, Mr. Victor!" Soon, a pretty woman in a close-fitting white robe trotted over and took the luggage from his hands enthusiastically. "The boss has prepared a room for you. Please follow me."
It was still the largest room on the top floor. Everything in the room was the same as when he left, including the incense, wine, and his maid, Tinkle.
Victor nodded with satisfaction. This was the power of money. Although it could not reverse life and death, it had the magic power to freeze time.
"You were away for a long time this time." Tinkle quickly opened the curtains, set up the window, and poured him a cup of hot tea. "The boss guessed that you might have been robbed or encountered a shipwreck when you went out to sea and would never come back. Every day, he asked the accountant to count the Golden Dragon you left behind to see how long it could pay for the room. On the one hand, he wanted to rent the room to someone else in advance, but on the other hand, he dared not violate the contract laws of Neverwinter. He was so embarrassed that I could die of laughter. "
Looking at the lively maid, Victor felt the fatigue accumulated from the long journey dissipated a little. "Aren't you afraid of him knowing that you said these things?"
Tinkle stuck out her tongue. "Unless you tell him secretly. By the way, where have you been these days? Are you busy with a big business? "
"Sort of." Victor sipped the black tea. "I've been staying in the Southern Region for the past six months."
"Oh, the Southern Region?" Tinkle tilted her head and said, "There aren't many gems there, right?"
"There are gems everywhere, as long as you know how to find them." He shrugged. "For example, in the Southern Region, gems grow on branches."
"Sir, you're teasing me again." The maid pouted.
Victor smiled. He knew that the maid would not believe him. In fact, even he himself found it hard to believe that a cotton field could be more beautiful than gems before he saw it with his own eyes. The seeds cultivated by Miss Leaf could be described as incredible. When the shrubs grew up, the cotton that bloomed from the flowers and fruits was big, fluffy, and as white as snow. Compared with the thin cotton buds in his memory, it was almost like a different kind of crop.
During the planting period, he did not stay idle. He mobilized a team of tailors from his hometown, hired people to build a factory in the Port of Clearwater, contacted contacts, and prepared a trade route. As soon as the cotton field was harvested, he was immediately busy. Things went better than he had imagined. As soon as the new cotton was put on the market, it quickly overwhelmed other similar goods with its extremely high quality and affordable price. From quilts to cotton-padded clothes, every product achieved very high sales in various cities.
Of course, Victor did not forget the competition that His Majesty had mentioned. When other merchants began to buy Miss Leaf's cotton seeds from Neverwinter, this part of the market would definitely be squeezed. Therefore, on top of the simple cotton products, he also prepared a series of high-end products, mainly sets of clothes. From the design, materials, and tailoring, all of them followed the path of excellence. He also embroidered a unique five-colored gem logo on the cuffs and collar of each piece of clothing to show that it was different from others.
This kind of clothing, which was very upper-class style, was soon recognized by some people, and gradually gained a special nickname, "Rainbow Stone".
In addition, he did not give up on those low-priced products. Whether it was quilts or robes, they were all marked with the same logo. The only difference was that the line used for the logo was monochrome.
Victor vaguely felt that in this way, even if other merchants lowered the price than him, there would still be some people who would choose ordinary clothes embroidered with the Rainbow Stone logo, just like in the past when they sold jewelry, the nobles preferred the works of famous carvings.
"How long will you stay this time?" Seeing that he did not continue the topic, Tinkle changed the topic.
"About three or four days. I have a lot of things to do in the Southern Territory," Victor replied.
"Are you leaving so soon?" The maid's voice was a little lower.
He immediately understood what she was thinking. If she did not renew the room this time, she would have to serve other customers, which was obviously much more troublesome than getting paid for cleaning the room every day. Victor did not think it was a big deal, but compared to changing a maid, he felt it was better to let Tinkle continue to serve him.
Before he got tired of it.
"Don't worry, I'll pay the Golden Dragon the next time I return to Neverwinter."
"Really?" Tinkle's eyes lit up.
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