Duke of Grief

In the early spring, the cold wind still raged in this world.

"His Bishop, please go here! Oh, please be careful of the stones at your feet..."

Bishop Batista looked helplessly at the big businessman beside him. He had a wealth of money, but now he is cautious and attentive.

The big businessman whose surname is ‘Orlov’ rubbed his hands nervously, but his face was full of smiles.

When he set his sights on the farmland not far away, his eyes were even more shining, which is why Bishop Batista, who was born in the agricultural church, did not feel uncomfortable with the big businessman.

The master of the Orlov Chamber of Commerce left the servants and subordinates aside, personally leading Bishop Batista and other priests of the agricultural church to the farmland not far from the capital of the Principality of Violet. It did not surprise too many people, indicating that this is not the first time he has done such a thing.

The Principality of the Violet Principality is not large, and it is even less than the slightly larger marquis in the countries of the Kurkut Empire or the Kingdom of Koror. The area is only half the size of the Principality of the Eagle.

If the "harvest miracle" is performed here, it may benefit the entire Principality.

"His Bishop, you see..." The big businessman looked at the stretch of farmland in front of him, and then turned to the bishop with a chuckle, "How is this?"

Bishop Batista was also looking at the farmland not far away, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, "Long practice?"

"Hey, you know, I'm a member of a business alliance. In order to make some contributions, I have to do something..."

The big businessman smiled proudly and said, “I don’t hide from you, I originally wanted to keep my position and make some contributions, but I didn’t expect such a windfall. The maidservant is indeed a great man. , Even the foundation of such a nation is willing to be announced..."

At the end, he couldn't help but sigh.

Even for a businessman like him, the maidservant is great enough. This kind of farming has brought a bumper harvest to the entire continent, filling many people's stomachs.

In terms of drought resistance and waterlogging prevention, this farming method has reserved a lot of food for them, which can be called "fire", and even indirectly saved the lives of many people.

In fact, if it were not for this reason, he would not be able to get the chance to meet the Grand Duke of Violet again, nor would the Violet Principality get the "miracle of harvest" this time.

"Sir Orlov, the people here must be diligent enough."

After the priests of the Agricultural Church carefully reviewed it, Bishop Batista spoke with praise.

He pointed to the farmland in front of him, and said with a smile: "The soil is excellent and nutritious. The farmland here looks well maintained. Even without us, if there is no natural disaster, there will be a bumper harvest this year."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big fat man beside him grinned and looked proud.

"Bishop Batista, I don’t hide from you that the land in front of you is my "contract"-maybe you haven’t heard the word, even when I was fortunate to talk to the maidservant , I heard her mention." Speaking of this, the director of the Orlov Chamber of Commerce couldn't help but frown, "I contracted this farmland from their master, I let them work for me, but they except In addition to the taxes handed in, I still need to give me a portion, although it looks like I spent money to buy the food produced from them, but in fact I also have to bear part of the risk, if the output If it’s not good, I don’t get much, but I still need to pay them enough money. However, after I contract this land, no matter what I want to do, they can’t object, I can take it from The technology brought by the Principality of Sorrowful Wind is used here, and new farming tools can be leased to those farmers at a low price. In this way, we are a "win-win"!"

Bishop Batista was confused by the principal's words. He was not a businessman. He was a priest of the agricultural church. He knew at least some agricultural-related farming knowledge and breeding knowledge. It was difficult to understand this. What big businessmen are saying.

But the big businessman didn't seem to lie to the peasants, otherwise he would not dare to show off the matter in front of himself.

"Oh, then you are really a wise man." Bishop Batista thought a bit and praised dryly.

"Actually, I just want to get back my father's lost title..."

Although he said so, he couldn't deceive others by looking at the farmland.

Bishop Batista looked at the big businessman with a smirk, with deep affection in his eyes, and thought he should be considered a good person.

The bishop sighed. The principal of the Orlov Chamber of Commerce seems to have a lot of stories, but this has nothing to do with them.

"Sir Orlov, you should also know what is needed if the lady wants to drop the "miracle of harvest"?"

Finally mentioned the business!

The big businessman's face became serious and nodded his head in a deep voice: "Yes, I have already mentioned this matter with the Grand Duke, is it a ten-day prayer ceremony?"

"Yes." Bishop Batista nodded seriously, "The miracle of the harvest will last for a year, during which the crops can be ripened three times a year, and each time it matures, it will be a bumper harvest, and the miracle can benefit the entire Principality, However, with the expansion of the scope, the influence of miracles will gradually become smaller. When it reaches the border area, there will probably be only one year’s worth of strength. Lord Orlov, are you sure you want to drop the miracles here? ?"

Bishop Batista is making the final confirmation. Once the big businessman nods, he will begin to prepare everything for the prayer ceremony.

The big businessman took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Finally came to this step, he tried his best and worked hard for a whole year, just for today!

"Yes!" Yuri Orlov said violently, "I'm sure!"

After today, he will regain the glory of his family!

Although it was only in this little duchy, but after going to the Duchy of Winds and seeing the maidservant, he no longer thought that ‘nobles’ were an unreachable thing.

Nobles are noble, not because of their lineage, but because they monopolize knowledge and monopolize extraordinary powers. Therefore, they will be more "noble" than civilians-just because they have "mind" and " Wrist force' only!

Even in his teens, when his father's "successful suicide" caused the family to fall apart and the title was taken back, he also thought that he had a noble blood and was different from the mud legs.

But it turns out that they are not noble.

So now, Yuri Orlov thinks he should do something noble, something that makes his children and grandchildren proud.

For him, just a hereditary noble title is not enough.

At this time ~www.NovelMTL.com~ happened to be a farmer passing by.

Because the place where they are standing now is the only way to enter the city, the farmer hides away after seeing the brightly dressed ‘great masters’ and wants to pass by.

But after just glancing at it, he found the tall figure in the crowd and couldn't help shouting, "Master Orlov!"

Bishop Batista and other priests turned to look, but they saw that the farmer took off his hat in the biting cold wind, grinning, and paid a deep salute to the big fat man beside them.

After saluting, the farmer put on his hat again, and then he felt something was wrong. He looked at Yuri Orlov in a panic, thinking that he said hello to him because he was lost in front of other masters. face.

"It's okay." The main director of the Orlov Chamber of Commerce raised his hand and waved, smirking: "Aren't you going to enter the city? These are the priests of the agricultural church. When they entered the city, they told the city guard. I said it was what I said."

Yuri Orlov took a straight look and took a breath, saying: "Ms. Feng Rao is about to lower her miracle on the land of the Principality!"