I rely on black magic to build infrastructure [Comprehensive fairy tale]

I don't know if I should tell you (one more)

Standing at the window, Duke Lauwin knew when he saw the servants rushing in from the gate of the manor that someone he least wanted to contact had returned to the Black Forest.

"Honey, I don't have money for dresses again this month!" complained Mrs. Lowen.

"My queen, look where our family has money to buy you a dress." Duke Lauwin, who was still serious last second, rolled his eyes down.

Who would have thought that even if the princess godmother named Fran left the Black Forest for something, she would find a way to get a fortune from their nobles.

His old accounts were dug out from nowhere, and the details of his assets were clearly checked.

I used to play tricks secretly, get oil and water from the people and the royal family, and spit it out a lot.

Duke Lauwin was very distressed by this.

He set up an artificial alarm clock in the manor, and as long as Mrs. Fran has any new movements, he must report to him as soon as possible.

The servant had already rushed up to the second floor, and as soon as he knocked on the door, he was called in without delay.

"My lord, it's His Royal Highness Fulan..."

Sure enough.

Lauren sighed deeply.

He was almost terrified of the name.

Not only his money, but also his old friends, the Marquess of Norton and the Duke of Else who were able to agitate to threaten the royal family together, also changed their appearance because of this black witch.

The Marquis of Norton was convinced of the power of Fran's black magic, and he dared not resist at all.

The Duke of Else is even more useless. He transferred the magic academy exclusive to the nobles to the black witch at a low price, and went to paint.

Don't think about these unreliable guys anymore.

Thinking about it makes him even more uncomfortable! BaN

"Come on, what happened again?" Duke Lauwin took a deep breath and put his hands behind his back, making sufficient mental preparations.

"My lord, Her Highness Fulan has released a message to the nobles across the country today, announcing what financing plan she will launch within seven days from today."

"What is that?" Duke Lauwin had never heard of such a strange word.

And those plans, product logos...he didn't want to hear the evil words of the black witch.

"The person who passed the news told me that it is a policy for the royal family and nobles to make money together." The servant said and handed the parchment with detailed contents to Duke Lauwin.

"To make money together?" Lao Wen frowned, and the alarm bells sounded in his heart.

If the black witch can pull the nobles to make money together, he, Lao Wen, will stand upside down and walk out of the city gate today.

The parchment was pulled down, and Lao Wen stared at the words on it for a moment, his face getting weirder and weirder.

[①Maintenance of city walls and main roads: After the construction is completed, investors will receive businessmen's entry and exit and street vendor taxes in proportion. ]

[②Farmland and forest conservation: After the conservation is completed and before the next conservation, investors will get the income of additional output in proportion. ]

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[⑥Street renovation: The aristocrats/tenants/owners who voluntarily accept the renovation of shops will be rewarded in different time periods, and investors will receive an additional 0.45 points of the total rewards. ]

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[⑩Magic Academy Investment: Relatives or children of the investor will be eligible for admission to the Magic Academy (Note: graduation qualifications are not included)]

[Note: All the above inputs, including but not limited to gold coins, manpower and magic power. ]

[Additional note: All the above interpretation rights belong to Fran. ]

As for the last sentence, although Lao Wen couldn't straighten it out, it just became more and more wrong the more he looked at it.

This royal family, especially this black witch, is full of lies.

After reading it a few more times, Lao Wen suddenly began to subconsciously measure the benefits that the things written on it could bring him.

In his treasury, there is actually some spare money.

Sometimes he thought, if the money can generate money instead of being piled up in vain, wouldn't he be able to sit on wealth while lying down.

He tried buying and selling, but the Black Forest Country had too little to sell before, and the income from its own people was limited, and people from other countries looked down on them.

And what was written on this parchment seemed to be the money he dreamed of.

Substituting his current remaining gold coins and those servants who are idle all day long, it seems that he can really get a lot of rewards from it.

It's over, why is there a little heartbeat?

wrong!Duke Lauwin shook his head violently.

These are the plots and uneasy good intentions of the black witch, she is trying to squeeze out their last bit of gold coins.

He will never believe it easily!

***

In the royal garden overflowing with flowers, elegantly dressed women are sitting in front of the rose corridor and drinking afternoon tea in a leisurely manner.

The comfortable and warm sunshine hit her carefully groomed hair, and the shadow covered half of her bright and charming face.

The maid next to her was reporting to her what she had received.

"The Duke of Elsey immediately participated in the plan you issued. Some minor nobles are also watching. There is no news from the Duke of Lauwin and the Marquis of Norton." Aka stated one by one.

"Don't worry." Fran took a sip of hot tea, "They will be moved soon."

Fran's magic is not omnipotent, it can be used to carry materials, but it cannot conjure a house with bare hands.

But the accumulation of labor and money can make many things built.

"Mr. Barker sent an invitation letter, inviting you to attend the entrance ceremony in a few days, and you will be the special guest of speech." A-Ka placed an invitation card with a wax seal on the back on the edge of the white round table.

Fran didn't tear it open right away. She didn't have much resistance to the word speech, but the word entrance ceremony sounded lengthy and tiring.

"By the way, is there any news from the Duke of Stington?" Fran seemed to remember something.

"What kind are you talking about?" Aka helped Fran pour tea again, "The first batch of magic potions for sale has been completed, and it is estimated that they will be on the road in a few days. The Duke said that the specific accounts will be available in a few days." Deliver it yourself."

"Not this." There was a book in Fran's hand.

The gold-edged pattern on the cover shone brilliantly in the sun.

It is the black witch magic book translated by the dark god himself.

"Do you want to ask about Lord Shenming?" A-Ka shook his head regretfully, "When I went last time, Lord Stington also asked if you had any news... But please rest assured, even if Lord is not here, you can will protect us."

Fran: "..." She doesn't need any "blessing".

Since returning to the Black Forest, her lessons have been stagnant for a long time.

The God of Darkness seems to have disappeared suddenly, not responding to believers, and not being a mentor anymore.

This is almost the collection of souls, are you ready to fight with the light forces?

From Fran's point of view, this is indeed something the God of Darkness would do. In order to avoid blind obedience from believers, he resolved the conflict in private.

"Hey, you're really willful." Fran sighed.

Aka: "Who are you talking about?"

The corner of Fran's mouth curled up, avoiding A-Ka's question, and asked instead: "A-Ka, have you gotten close to Duke Stington recently?"

The maid Xiaoxiao who suddenly heard a certain name was surprised for a moment, and replied in a panic: "Master Flan, I am only loyal to you, you know that."

"I don't mean what you imagined." Fran didn't expect her words to scare Aka, she smiled softly, "I just want to make sure, after all, the Duke of Stington has never made any unsavory remarks. There is still a difference between a one-sided crush and a two-way liking."

After returning this time, she wondered if it was the Duke's demeanor of loyalty to God that attracted her. The young maid would mention Duke Stington from time to time.

Every time she sent her to deliver a message to Duke Stington, she always looked embarrassed and excited.

From the girl's demeanor and demeanor, of course, Fran could see the ripples and dreams contained in it.

But from what she knew of the old believer Duke Stington, it would be no exaggeration to say that he turned all his emotions into faith.

Aka can't suffer from him, but it is very possible that his heartbeat will turn into froth.

"My lord, it's not what you imagined." A-Ka avoided looking, and the girl's shame surfaced on her cheeks.

The branches climbing up from the arch of the garden corridor pulled out a corner of the long shadow and hit the book cover in Fran's hand.

The look of seeing through everything turned into a soft gaze: "You go down first, I will stay alone for a while."

A-Ka bowed and bowed before stepping back.

"Master Dark God, you are back." Fran took a sip of the hot tea in the cup without moving her gaze.

If he didn't want to, she definitely didn't notice anything.

He would make her perceive that it must be intentional.

The flower porch next to Fran didn't seem to have changed at first glance, but the shadow cast by the porch door on the lawn was a bit weird.

Looking from the shadow, there is clearly a tall figure standing under the arch, covering most of the entrance to the corridor.

But there was no one standing at the entrance of the truly white flower gallery.

"Don't ask me where I went?" The voice that I haven't heard for a long time is low and gentle.

"Where have you been?" Fran asked.

The God of Darkness naturally heard her perfunctory, and he didn't care about her, he said casually: "The light can no longer see my existence in the sun, so I stopped by the fairy tree."

Fran raised her head.

Of course she remembered the name. The Dark God said that this was the birthplace of fairy witches, and it was also the place where the contract between light and fairies was first concluded.

"Did you find anything?"

Although the nightmare in the country of Flora was caused by the memory of the dark god's soul fragments, all of this has nothing to do with him in the final analysis, just like the previous land of the Black Forest.He had no reason to go.

But if she really found out, she would like to hear about it.

"Now do you care?" He smiled half a smile, staring at her with red eyes undisguised.

Ever since he absorbed the soul fragment that contained a lot of private goods, he couldn't help but think of Fran.

Before fully merging this part of his soul, he knew he had to calm down.

So that night, I chose to leave temporarily.

As a god, he will not inform his followers of his whereabouts, let alone this unfaithful hypocrite.

He had heard the prayer of the Duke of the Black Forest, he had heard Valman's prayer of the woman, he had heard the voices of many people, and of course she was not among them.

She was still the same as before, never believing in him.

He was not surprised by this at all. On the contrary, after fully merging that part of the soul, the emotions that troubled even the gods did not improve in the slightest.

The memory in the dream world, mixed with his memory bit by bit, finally became his own incomparably.

At first, he thought that these troubles were caused by the little separated soul in the dream, but later he found that not only the lump of mud, but also "he" in the dream also had a strange mood.

After returning to the Black Forest, he did not go to the house of the believer who prayed to him on time in the morning, noon and evening, but chose to come to her.

She didn't appreciate it at all.

"The way to terminate the contract is in that guy's own hands, and he can't start from the holy tree." His voice was a little muffled.

There are other gains besides this, but he doesn't plan to tell her for now.

Fran blinked, why did she feel that the God of Darkness suddenly became unhappy.

She seems to have said a total of three sentences so far?

"Did anything happen during my absence?"

When Fran heard him speak again, her tone was as natural as a god consoling a believer.

"The Duke of Stington misses you every day, and every day he sends someone to ask if I have seen you." Fran replied.

"anything else?"

"Well... Anna Sui wrote me a letter, asking me to greet you instead of her." Fran recalled.

"Is it gone?" His tone was still casual.

Are there any more?

Fran thought about it carefully, then gritted her teeth: "I haven't forgotten to practice the magic you taught me."

Although she couldn't see it after she finished speaking, she sensed that the Dark God was still dissatisfied, and she still didn't seem to say what he wanted to hear.

...Isn't it always the one?

"There is indeed one more thing, I don't know whether I should tell you."

In the eyes of the dark god, human beings are a little too tired of modifying nature, and they can't wait to use all the bouquets and scents to decorate this garden.

The woman sitting on the white chair decorated herself just right, her eyes were bright but with a little hesitation, and her moist red lips were parted, more beautiful than any flower here.

The parchment book translated by him was placed in a conspicuous place by her, the surface was spotless, as if it had been read many times.

"I allow you to speak about this without any burden."

The shadow under the flower corridor moved a little towards the direction of the small round table.

"Then I'll tell you!" The woman seemed to have made up her mind, "Master Dark God, it seems that my maid has fallen in love with your disciple."

Dark God:? ? ?