They sell the mushroom powder, dried mushrooms and dried fruits by themselves!

"It's so rich!" The bearded businessman sighed with satisfaction and turned to leave the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, Audrey, wearing a light blue long skirt, relieved her "psychological invisibility" and took out a black pocket.

This is the "traveler's bag" she rented from "Judgement" Xiu.

Then, Audrey, who was simply holding her blond hair, easily poured bags of food into her black pocket.

After doing all this, she took out another copper-green note with a hard shell and turned to a page with the "Telection".

This is the "Lemano Travel Notes" from "Magician" Forth.

And what happened before was all secretly manipulated by Audrey.

She first gave the fast-breeding mushrooms provided by Ms. "Hidden" to animals in the woodland, and with their help, she "planted" them all to the right place. Then, she "influenced" the farmers in the surrounding villages in large numbers, strengthening their inner desires, so that they could overcome their fear of the law. The grain merchant and his employer "just happened to pass by" and discovered this.

This kind of "manipulation" of people's hearts makes people obsessed with it, just like the master of all spirits, but Audrey didn't smile at all, but sighed softly:

"It's still not enough...it's still a lot, a lot..."

The mushrooms she got were not the type that the Little "Sun" said that they could absorb monster flesh and blood and grow and reproduce. They needed the environment to provide enough nutrients to grow quickly. Therefore, this woodland cannot grow mushrooms for the second time in the short term, otherwise it is likely to turn into a desert.

Looking at the empty cloth bags, Audrey's green eyes flashed for a moment, thinking in a difficult situation:

"A large amount of food is concentrated in the church, royal family, military, government, nobles and great merchants..."

"It only depends on the 'traveler's bag', I don't know how many times it takes to move it...

"'Manipulate' aristocrats, big merchants, and military people are very dangerous, and they will be discovered if they don't want to pay attention...

“If it weren’t for not being able to find a lot of cheap food for sale besides the food factory, I might never have known that some people would have that side…”

"The environment and situation are different, and everyone wears a different personality mask. I have to pay attention to this in the future..."

In a second thought, she felt a little depressed again.

Because she knew that even if she raised a large amount of food, she could only let the funded disabled soldiers and children in the foundation she protected for a period of time, and even only had enough for these people to eat for about a month. Later, there was no way out.

"The war has not really happened..." Audrey closed her eyes, not knowing what else she could do.

She heard from Ms. "Hidden" that the essence of war during this period is a divine war, and it will be a divine war in the future. The prelude of the divine war is very consistent, that is, spending a certain amount of time and strength to shake the opponent's anchor.

After thinking about it, Audrey pursed her lips and decided to start with what she could do.

As the notes emitted a slight glory, her figure quickly became transparent and disappeared.

TBC

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"elder brother."

Clovi Montmar raised his head and happened to see his sister walking over in the priest's robe, like a walking sunshine.

The Marquis' eldest son narrowed his eyes and showed a gentle smile to his sister:

"Dear Irena, you are the real treasure of the family."

A saint who is valued by the church, a real and powerful demigod, is a real wealth than any gold, factory, shares and land. It is a real support for a noble family with real power to maintain their status.

Ms. D, Irena Montmar stopped in front of her elder brother. She first expressed her gratitude to her brother for her praise, and then gave a few simple greetings: "How have you been in the army recently?"

The eldest daughter of the Marquis' family joined the church, and the eldest son, who had no extraordinary talent, decided to take the normal aristocratic route and tried to establish a good relationship with the current national military institution "Red of War". Clove recalled the devil's training in the army and smiled bitterly:

"I feel like I'm doing a bad job, sister! I have to apologize for my previous rashness. Those officers, I mean the real officers in the 'Red War', are all real 'conspirators', and are much better than me, a playboy who only knows superficial political struggles... Now, the only one who maintains our family's image is to work hard to participate in military training and to show our sincerity."

Irena looked at her brother's appearance and couldn't help but raise her lips slightly: "Do you regret becoming a hunter?"

"It's a bit. Hunters need to go to the battlefield. I think I lack this talent... Continuing promotion in this way can't make me live longer, but will make me die more easily."

Clove joked and didn't stop on this topic: "The family already has you, I just need to maintain and develop. By the way, sister, what's the matter with you coming to me?"

"Our relative in the Ruin Empire wrote me another letter."

Irena took out an envelope from her cuff: "Written by the countess of the Hall family - you know, the second son of this family is dead, otherwise the second son would have come to be the lord of the territory in the east. Now the count has made up his mind to find a way to make his daughter come to Intis and let her inherit some of the assets he divided us... Do you think it is necessary to tell his father about this?"

"I also know that I can let my daughter inherit some assets... I'm pretty smart."

Clove nodded slightly, disagreed: "A count lady wants to come over? Are you planning to ask us to get her a engagement?"

"Earl Hall hopes it's best not to," said Irena. "He wants his daughter to have a chance to choose, but the Countess vaguely mentioned that if there must be a engagement, he hopes to be a viscount."

"...Haha, is a mistress in the Earl's family who is begging us to take in? Still expecting to get a title?" Clove joked in a sarcastic tone. "Of course, of course, in Trier, this is possible-as long as the lady is beautiful enough, maybe I will fall in love with her, right? What we lack the least here are beautiful women, and beautiful women who want to reach a higher level."

"But it would be a bit of a dream to find a viscount to get engaged, but there is a viscount in my faction who is in his fifties and lost his wife in the flood. Oh, his son is dead, maybe it is the opportunity for this count lady."

Irena maintained a good lady education and listened to her brother's sarcasm, and then she sighed softly:

"That lady is 19 years old."

Clovie still disagreed: "So?"

"She Sequence Five."

The Marquis' eldest son's eyes suddenly widened - "Sister, she is nineteen years old, younger than you, Sequence 5, do you think she is already Sequence 5?"

"Yes, brother."

Seeing the expression on his brother's face so disobedient, Irena couldn't help laughing: "She is very beautiful and smart, and it's still Sequence 5 - and her path is also available in our church, which is the 'audience'! Brother, do you think she will be a wild extraordinary person without a guide? Can she reach this point at this age? Will she lack the opportunity to open the door of divinity and become a demigod in the future?"

A promising sequence of five...

Worth winning over!!

Clove coughed, immediately corrected his attitude and showed a friendly smile.

"Please forgive me for my incompetence to your friend just now, sister."

The Marquis' eldest son had already been very skilled in his life. He quickly changed his mindset. The value of this count lady quickly surpassed her father in his heart, and even her father's property had been divided:

"When will this beautiful lady come to Trier?"

"As a trusted distant relative and a distinguished guest from afar, I need to greet him in person."

Irena looked at her brother's expression and suddenly smiled:

"When the time comes, remember to collect your thoughts. The idea you want to win over others has been written on your face - she will see it, but there is nothing that can really hide from a 'heart reader'..."

"I see."

Clove adjusted his expression in a good manner and blinked at his sister: "Don't forget to say a few good words for me, sister, by the way, don't let her contact the old Marquis and our younger brother, or let them have more contact, so that she will know who is more worthy of choice."
Chapter completed!