Chapter 242 The Countess’s Decision
The Castle of the Earl of Ceylon.
The countess's study is located in the middle and lower part of a tower on the east side of the castle. Outside the window, you can see the continuous farmland and hazy hills outside Ceylon. When the morning light shines or the afterglow shines, comfortable light shines through the special stained glass windows. Coming in, the space is covered with a dreamy veil.
Most of the nearly 100 square meters of space is occupied by various bookshelves and stacks of books. The towering bookshelves almost touch the ceiling. They are made of dark oak, with complex and exquisite patterns carved on the sides. They are filled with all kinds of books. books, letters, and various documents from different sources.
The desk is located in the center of the study room. It has a wide table top, a paperweight with the count's coat of arms, an expensive quill pen, shimmering magic ink, and a lighted magic lamp at the corner of the table.
There is a comfortable cushioned sofa and a small coffee table in the corner of the study room. The butler has placed a cup of freshly brewed Northern Snow Country tea on it. The scent of tea is intertwined with the smell of books.
Various artworks are hung on the walls. Judging from the appearance, there are murals depicting ancient legends, rough reliefs that look like they were made by dwarves, and several gorgeous oil paintings with confusing and fantastic scenes.
"Clang, clang."
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
The middle-aged woman who was deep in thought behind the desk said softly.
The Countess of Ceylon, whose full name was Frigga Ceylon, took her husband's surname after marriage, and should now be called Frigga Ceylon Skov.
It's just that the reputation of the "Countess" is so famous that most people still call her the Countess of Ceylon or the Earl of Ceylon by default.
Her face was delicate and picturesque, and the erosion brought about by her early years of adventure, dining and sleeping outdoors, and the changes of the years, seemed to have had no effect on the countess.
The facial features are three-dimensional and deep, the eyes are shining with bright and mysterious light, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are red, and the long hair hangs smoothly over the shoulders to the chest, like late night satin, black and bright.
She is wearing a set of exquisite house dresses. The overall combination is mainly dark colors. The dark purple neckline highlights the fair and plump breasts on her chest. Giving birth to offspring has not affected her nearly perfect figure, but has improved her natural figure. The seductive charm is enhanced by the charm of a mature woman.
Almost everyone who sees the Countess of Ceylon for the first time will be infected by her unforgettable extraordinary temperament and can't help but fall in love with her.
In the year when the countess married her former sweetheart, many male nobles of the Kingdom of Leyak cried secretly at night.
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Winnex, the old butler who has served in the castle for many years, gently opened the door of the study room.
"My lord, there is a letter for you."
"It's the merchant in the city who opens a shop selling dwarf equipment such as weapons and armor."
The Countess of Ceylon pondered for a moment.
"What did he say in the letter?"
The old butler Winnex said politely: "He said that someone is disrupting the market order near Ceylon Territory recently. He hopes to ask you to come forward to regulate the industry."
"Is anyone still outside the castle?"
"No, as your Lordship ordered, the castle will not receive guests during this period, so the guards left a letter and asked him to leave."
"Do you need me to send someone to bring him back?"
The countess shook her head slightly: "No, no need to."
"Let me see the contents of the letter."
Winnekes stepped forward and handed over the envelope that had been opened in advance.
To ensure safety, Winnekes had actually read the specific content of the letter.
But he is just the butler in the castle, responsible for serving the countess and helping her with various chores.
When it comes to decision-making on specific matters, unless the countess asks him for his views or opinions, he will not express any opinions and will only relay the information neutrally and objectively.
The Countess of Ceylon poured out the letter and started reading from the beginning.
The content on the first page of the letter was quickly passed by her. It was almost entirely filled with words of praise and praise from bearded businessmen using various styles of writing and words favored by the nobles of the kingdom.
The Countess was not interested in such things that had no practical value.
The main topic begins on the second page:
"Selling at ultra-low prices... destroying the market... industry regulations, restricting business rights..."
The content expressed by the beard is actually not complicated. Apart from the praising nonsense that takes up more than half of the page, what the rest of the words want to express is that she hopes that the countess can "ensure product quality" as the ruler of Ceylon. In name, a bill or regulations are introduced to limit the number of operators.
Only licensed businessmen can operate related businesses within the Territory of Ceylon.
To this end, the bearded businessman also promised a series of "advantages" that would help increase the income of the nobles after bringing the weapons and armor industry under the exclusive control of the countess. For example, obtaining a license requires paying additional fees. After the market is regulated, It helps businessmen make more money, which can lead to a corresponding increase in taxes.
Her eyes finally rested on the word "Siwei Ling".
"...Xiwei Territory."
The countess suddenly asked the housekeeper Winnekes a confusing question:
"How is the situation in the refugee camps outside the city lately?"
The old housekeeper replied meticulously: "There is no problem at the moment."
"The recent charity and relief activities of the Glow God Religion have gone very smoothly, and the priests have not noticed any clues."
The countess looked calm: "What about reality?"
Winnekes replied calmly: "More than 200 refugees left the refugee camp during this period."
"How many people can we fight against in those new territories in the Dark Forest?"
"Currently, 49 people have been corresponding. The actual number should be higher than this, because there are many refugees whose specific identities cannot be confirmed, and their origin cannot be confirmed."
"What's the data from the ore merchant?"
"The newly emerging acquisition merchants are gradually expanding their scale, and their acquisition volume is already more than five times that of the initial acquisition volume."
There was no emotion on the countess's face, and she lowered her head and looked at the letter handed in by the bearded man.
She made a decision.
"Don't worry about their competition and let the market decide."
"Wherever you need to cover, keep it up."
"Also, remind me one more time Nicole."
"She can go and join in the fun this hunting month, but stay away from the church people."
The old butler Winnex seriously agreed.
"That's it, I'm going to rest."
Winnex quietly exited the study.
A gust of breeze brought about by closing the door of the room stirred up a document that was pressed with a paperweight on the desk.
"Notice on the Market Sale of Self-Produced Replacement Equipment of the Crusaders in the Ceylon Region"
On the document, the golden-red round emblem representing the image of the Glow God Cult is shining with a dazzling light under the light.
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(End of chapter)