Luo Peini? Seeing Viscount Calor's figure disappear through the door leading to the banquet hall, a cold smile slowly crept up the corner of her mouth.
She knew very well why Viscount Calor would say that. Poison was also a good cure, and this was indeed true. For the past few decades, Viscount Calor's territory had been the main transportation route from the south to the Whitsunday Plains. If medicinal herbs from Kant Territory and other places in the south wanted to be sent to the Whitsunday Plains, they would have to gather in Viscount Calor's territory and form a large caravan before they would be transported north. In addition to medicinal herbs, various products in the south, including ordinary ores, magic materials, furs, and the like, were also transported through Viscount Calor's territory. Therefore, from the very beginning, the Calor Family was very good at selling.
They were a family that did not engage in production, but they relied on controlling the transportation routes to gain huge profits. Therefore, the Carolors had a habit of thinking: they did not care who the source of the goods was. They only cared about whether the goods could be sold through their own hands.
They could do business with Count Hosman and actively respond to his call because Count Hosman could provide the magic network technology. The Calors could sell this technology to the great nobles of the Whitsunday Plains and make a lot of money. However, Luo Peini was very sure of one thing. If Cecil Territory was willing to hand over the alchemy potion business, which was almost equivalent to flowing gold coins, to the Calors, then Viscount Calor would appear in Duke Cecil's banquet hall in four days.
If the road conditions were better, then it would take two days.
Viscount Calor had a good eye. He could see that Gwen Territory? Cecil's creations had infiltrated the entire Southern Territory, and he had smelled the scent of danger. However, he had misjudged this danger. He had thought that he was only a reseller, so he could stay out of this. But what about Luo Peini? She knew very well …
That Gwen Territory? What Duke Cecil was doing was definitely not as simple as plundering money, nor was it as simple as infiltrating and spying on other nobles' territories. Although she could not figure out the specific goal of this resurrected duke and the methods he used to achieve his goal, she was very familiar with this kind of open and aboveboard scheming style of doing things that forced everyone to fall into a trap.
Her husband was a similar person when he was alive.
Because of this, she knew very well what was the most terrifying about this kind of open conspiracy.
Luo Peini? Countess Glen turned around. Her sunken and cold eyes looked at the brilliant lights in the courtyard, as well as Hosman's personal guards who were carrying alchemy potions as regular supplies.
She knew very well that with these potions, Hosman's soldiers had a great advantage when fighting ordinary nobles's soldiers.
Once the Mana Net was completed and the magical machines in the mines were installed, the soldiers would be equipped with even better metal swords and armor. The mage towers in this territory would also be able to receive an endless supply of mana.
Hosman himself, at the same time, he would also's's's's as well.
That was the scariest part — no one could refuse Gawain. This was Cecil's gift. As long as one person accepted this "poison", all those who rejected the poison would die earlier than those who took it.
That arrogant Karlov? Hosman could only see the benefits, but he probably could not see the dagger behind the benefits. Luo Peini did not intend to warn them. She believed that even if someone warned them, the nobles would blindly ignore all the dangers. They would think that even if the situation changed, everything was still under their control.
Luo Peini was not sure about this. After all, compared to the entire southern region … Gwen? Cecil, the Duke in name only, was still too weak and isolated.
…
While the feudal lord was singing and dancing in the banquet hall of the castle, other parts of the castle were also celebrating. A small banquet was being held in a side hall in the southeast corner of the castle. The scholars and advisors of the Horseman family gathered here, drinking the fine wine given by the feudal lord and enjoying the desserts and meat that were hard to come by. There was a lot of laughter in the air.
They had successfully grasped the full set of techniques to construct the Weave, and they had successfully activated the first Weave in this ancient castle. These talented and intelligent people had received generous rewards from the main family. They had received permission to feast here until dawn, which was an honor that was hard to come by.
In this small banquet, the center of attention were two young men in gray and white cotton robes. One was tall and the other was short.
Someone came forward to toast the two young men. A middle-aged man with a wide forehead smiled and said, "Pledging loyalty to the Hosman family will be the best decision in your life. Soon you will know that the count's generosity is incomparable to that of Viscount Andrew."
"Talented young men will be welcomed wherever they go," another scholar-looking man also came forward and said with the tone of an elder praising the younger generation, "When the weather warms up, I must invite you to my small manor in the suburbs. There's the best honey tea in this area there …"
"You also have two daughters who can't get married, right?"
The banquet hall roared with laughter, and the atmosphere became more cheerful.
But the two young men who were surrounded by the crowd seemed to be a little drunk. They tried to cope with it for a while, but they were so dizzy that they had to go outside to feel the cold wind. Of course, no one would make things difficult for these two "great heroes", so the others continued to drink to their hearts' content. The two young men each held a cup of tea to sober up and left the side hall one after the other.
Feeling the cold wind outside, the tall young man looked back at the illuminated porch and sneered softly. "The full set of technology to build the Magic Net … Do these people really understand what 'technology' is?"
"At best, it's the full set of skills to build the Magic Net." The short young man was not drunk at all. He muttered in a low voice. "But I can't ask too much of them. If I hadn't experienced it myself, who would have thought that the simple hexagon contained the deepest law of the runes?"
The tall young man smiled and looked at his companion. "After tonight, the Magic Net will take root in the south …"
The short young man smiled as well. He gently raised the cup in his hand and used the tea instead of wine. "A hymn of loyalty."
"A hymn of loyalty."
"By the way, do you know why the lord uses this as a secret code for the field staff?"
"Who knows? But we should be careful in the future. Unless necessary, don't mention 'that' again."
"I understand."
…
A few days later, Amber brought the information that Gwen had been waiting for.
"Our people have successfully entered Earl Hosman's castle," the half-elf lady reported solemnly. "Just as you said, the earl is trying to get the construction technology of the magic net. He has gathered all the nobles in the southern territory and is going to sell the construction technology of the magic net that he has' stolen 'to others, to those who are allied with him."
Gwen smiled with satisfaction. "So, everything is going according to my plan."
"It's better to steal it than to buy it. It's better not to steal it at all …" Amber sighed. It was rare for her to understand the real purpose of Gwen using such a troublesome method to leak the technology to the nobles in the south. Of course, it had something to do with her rich experience in petty theft. "So, they have to go through a lot of trouble to get the technology, and they have less to worry about. It won't be long before they will set up the Magic Net on a large scale in their territories."
"Even if they don't need mining machinery, the Magic Net can still power their castles, the mage towers in their territories, and the magic traps and other defense facilities in their fortresses. In this world of magic, the Magic Net itself is a very universal thing." Gwen nodded. "But according to my estimation, at least one-third of the nobles need mining machinery. There are a lot of mining in the south. Inform Viscount Andrew to vacate the docks. I guess there will be a lot of sneaky guests coming to his territory to buy the magic engine."
"Actually, we can do this business ourselves …" Amber pursed her lips. "This way, there will be fewer middlemen to make a profit."
"Not for the time being. Cecil's almost unlimited supply of cheap alchemy potions is already shocking. I don't intend to continue to attract attention elsewhere for the time being." Gwen shook his head. "At present, all kinds of news vaguely pointed out that Cecil's production capacity has reached a bottleneck. The new mining machinery is manufactured in Tanzania Town. In that case, I will continue to release this news to let the nobles in the south underestimate the production potential of Cecil so that they won't be scared."
Amber waved her hand. "It can also let them relax their vigilance, right? I know, I know. "
Gwen was quite satisfied with the half-elf's progress. He nodded with gratification, and then suddenly said, "Help me look after the side, I —"
Amber did not wait for Gwen to finish. "You're going to 'meditate' again?"
"That's right."
This time, the half-elf did not say a word and simply nodded. "Okay, I'll help you look after it."
Gwen then slowly emptied his mind, but before he was about to fall into the dreamland, he heard Amber's voice coming from the side. "But first of all, when you can talk, you have to tell me first!"
"Don't worry, I won't forget."
After a brief moment of darkness and dizziness, Gwen appeared in the endless space with blue water and blue sky.
The old magician Daniel stood in front of him and respectfully bowed.
"My Lord, I have lived up to your will. I am now the highest person in charge of the 'Information Security and Network Architecture' project of the Eternal Sleeper. At the same time, I will undertake the task of building the first generation of database."
Gwen blinked.
This old man is so efficient!
More efficient than any of the snitches in his territory!
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