How Can a Woman Have Fun in Farming?

Belgrim on the side spoke to the emperor in front of him.

As a confidant cultivated by the other party since childhood, he knows the ultimate goal of His Majesty in front of him.

Although Volachia is already one of the best in today's world full of kingdoms, it is not enough to carry the ambition of the man in front of him.

"Yeah~"

He kept the same expression on his face.

Charles I glanced at Belgreen who was on the sidelines.

Feeling the ass that still had a strange feeling, the expression on his face didn't change any more.

"Call the Earl of Pompeii, and I will discuss it with him personally."

He spoke to his confidant on the side.

"Yes."

Belgrim immediately bent down to signal.

End of this chapter

The afternoon sun shines into the earth.

Charles I slowly walked into the residence of the Earl of Pompey.

"His Majesty."

The Earl of Pompeii, who was a little fat and looked full of naive temperament, stood up and said hello to Charles I who walked into the mansion.

The latter just waved at him.

"I need information about the group of people who traded with you?"

Without any hesitation, Charles looked at the fat earl in front of him and spoke.

"Your Majesty, according to the rules, I have an agreement with them. This kind of thing..."

There was something shrewd about the fat face.

As the object of both parties' wooing at the same time, the Earl of Pompey has every reason to sit on the ground and raise the price.

"Do you think the current Volachia has reached its limit?"

The burly Charles I spoke casually while looking at the nobleman in front of him.

"The immediate interests are still in the distant future."

"As a businessman in exchange for the Earl's status, Pompeii, you should be very clear about it."

There was something convincing in the voice.

Charles I looked at the fat earl in front of him and spoke.

Abandoning all his wealth and making a gamble to support him in exchange for the current Earl of Volachia, this is something that the Earl of Pompeii has been talking about for ten years, and it is also an investment he is most proud of.

"Interested in making another investment?"

Charles I picked up the tea on the table, stared at the Earl of Pompey in front of him and spoke. .

Charles I is confident in his own deterrence and capabilities.

Whoever sits in this position can't do better than him.

What's more, in the ten years since Volachia was established, the flying dragon cavalry has been trained, and the next step is to continue to expand externally.

Volakia noticed the so-called witch's disaster early on.

But all the voices of the Volachi subspecies to crusade were suppressed by Charles I, who carefully read the information.

In Charles I's view, the more chaos the better.

This is a rare opportunity to annex the surrounding countries.

Under the big waves washing the sand, those elites who survived will become Volachia's new slaves.

As for the crisis of the lustful witch Camilla?

A witch who can only use the charm ability can easily be dealt with with human bombs.

When it is really a last resort, how about igniting the entire area where the Lustful Witch is with a fire?

Attacking has always been easier than defending.

"In terms of investment... at present, half of the nobles in the country are opposing His Majesty's actions."

Facing Charles I's investment request, the Earl of Pompey picked up the teacup in his hand.

There was a teasing expression on his face.

"That's just the death throes of those fools outside Volachia."

"I wanted to wait a few more years. Since they are so eager to seek death, I will naturally accompany them."

Charles I showed disdain on his face.

At the same time, it also hinted at Earl Pompeii.

The rest of the nations around Volachia united and rebelled against Volachia, more precisely the Emperor Charles I himself.

They spent their wealth and bought off most of the nobles of Volachia.

The spearhead was directed at Charles I.

"It seems that Your Majesty has made sufficient preparations."

Pompeii had a kind smile on his face.

Although the joint rebellion of various countries sounds scary, in the past ten years, under the leadership of the emperor in front of him, the entire Volachia has been thriving.

Relying on the endless oppression of slaves.

A large number of civilians were liberated from labor to practice magic and martial arts.

The array of knights and mages is expanding, and the formation of flying dragon cavalry is about to be completed.

The reason why Charles I came to him was not because of lack of combat power, but because he was afraid that his home would be stolen when he led other armies on a crusade. In addition, Pompeii in front of him was also a major food producer in Volachia, who could provide enough rations.

"Everyone is waiting for the war to come."

"Everyone wants to capture slaves and become nobles, completely rewriting their lives."

Charles I looked at the Earl of Pompey in front of him and spoke with a smile on his face.

The army is driven by this greed.

Charles I was generous to all except the slaves who could not be called 'people'.

As long as you go to the battlefield, all the people and property looted from the place you pass will be owned by the soldiers after a certain percentage is handed over.

"Of course I can trust His Majesty's ability."

Pompey looked at Charles I in front of him, and picked up the teacup with a smile.

At this point, the dust has basically settled.

Charles I told the Earl of Pompey his purpose-he was going to start a war.

Compared to the bribes given by that group of people.

Wouldn't it be better to kill them directly, and then swallow the people and their property together?

At that time, in front of Pompeii, they will not be 'people' but slaves.

It's really exciting to imagine that the guy who used to be equal to me is about to kneel in front of me.

"But Your Majesty."

As if thinking of something.

The chubby Earl of Pompey looked up at Charles I in front of him.

"I heard that joining His Majesty's circle now requires..."

The words were not finished, but the eagerness in Earl Pompey's tone was quite obvious.

And Charles I, after hearing these words, his serious expression paused for an instant.

He won over half of the nobles with that celebration, and took this joint crime as the bond to maintain their relationship.

Naturally, it was no longer possible to regard that matter as a taboo.

He himself could not even show any disgust and rejection of that matter.

Because it will break the good bond.

Let the nobles who just passed him think that he himself has a grudge, and because of this, he has a grudge.

In addition...

In the Middle Ages, it was never a taboo for a man to be a man, it could even be called an elegant thing.

Especially for the powerful emperor who has just passed, it is a different kind of glory for everyone who participated in that feast, and the sense of conquest is greatly satisfied.

Well known.

Wealth and honor not returning home is like traveling at night in brocade clothes. If the emperor does not say this kind of thing just after passing, it is tantamount to nothing.

And taking into account the tradition of comparing nobles with each other and ranking seniority.

Just after the emperor, it has become a certain status symbol in the extreme speed, marking the trust and closeness of Charles himself.

"..."

In silence, Charles I looked at the Earl of Pompey in front of him and adjusted his mentality.

In the end, he didn't say any rebuttal words.

Pandora was his gift to everyone. At that time, nearly half of the nobles in Volachia were gathered, and these nobles were still inclined to him in terms of policies and opinions.

Mistakes had been made, and it was impossible for Charles I to push these people to the opposite.

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