Louis certainly isn’t just giving things away for free.
Although he isn’t the original owner from Ense Glantri, money doesn’t grow on trees.
The truth is, recalling the original owner’s habit of gifting promissory notes at his ministers’ engagent parties, he’s decided to overco this unseemly behavior and cultivate the habit of "spending money where it’s supposed to be spent."
silver is the limit he’s set for accomplishing his goal this ti.
Under the premise of achieving his goal, he can freely direct the spending, for example...
Patch up this not-so-perfect world.
The shopkeeper was montarily stunned, seeming to understand sothing.
A mont later, he took off the sword that was hanging at his waist, jesting as he threw it at Louis:
"Take it, young master. I don’t need anyone’s sympathy yet."
Louis caught it with a chuckle and said, "The sword from before?"
"I don’t need it anymore. Selling it is just right."
Lu Yiduo glanced over it a couple of tis, finally saying, "You can get such a handy sword for 24 silver?"
The shopkeeper showed his almond-like teeth again, grinning:
"You can’t, but one sword can’t buy goodwill either."
Louis nodded thoughtfully: "I’ll keep this sword, hoping it reminds not to forget my true intention."
"Exactly, young people should be like this." The shopkeeper laughed, and a mont later his gaze slightly narrowed as he said seriously, "By the way, here’s a tip for you."
"Hmm?"
"If you’re thinking of going adventuring, I suggest you don’t go to the Dragonbone Prairie outside the Imperial Capital. I lost my leg there..."
Louis looked at William.
William bowed his head and said, "That’s a resource area outside the Imperial Capital. The Empire once killed a pure-blood dragon there."
"Is it dangerous?"
William hesitated: "No, on the contrary, there should be no threats there."
Louis looked at the vendor.
The vendor patted his empty pant leg, saying bitterly:
"I used to think the sa."
"Is it so kind of monster?"
"I... don’t know, I only managed to escape after it was full."
"Didn’t report it to the guild?"
"They said they didn’t find anything, and later adventurers didn’t encounter it either, but I’m certain it’s still there."
Louis nodded: "Got it, I’ll rember."
...
At the sa ti, in a room with tightly drawn curtains.
A figure curled up in a ball on the large bed near the window, with a mass of disheveled blonde hair vaguely visible falling over the side.
The clouds outside dispersed, and a beam of morning light cut through the curtains, illuminating the corner of the face peeking out from the ball. The covers shifted slightly.
Suddenly, the gentle voice of a maid ca:
"Her Highness Olivia, Her Highness Olivia..."
A slender arm reached out, slowly forming the shape of scissors.
"Two more minutes of sleep?"
"Two, two hours..."
With a sudden motion, the small blanket was yanked away, leaving a feeling of floating that made the little swan "Ah-wu" with a roll, colliding directly with the headboard.
A muffled groan sounded.
The little swan, wearing a loose shirt, squatted on the blanket clutching her head in a defensive posture.
Her right shoulder slightly slipped, uncovering a body overly slender.
"Your Highness, you’re supposed to go to the second-hand market to look at slis today." The head maid said with a superficial smile.
Olivia suddenly thought of sothing and hurriedly got up, only to stub her toe against the table leg, curling up on the floor into a ball, rolling frantically, and letting out a tiny wail.
"Lumi (head maid), it hurts, help ..."
The head maid couldn’t stand watching, picked her up onto the bed to dress her:
"Your Highness, you’ve beco increasingly careless lately."
Several hours later.
In the second-hand market, a young girl with small double bun hairstyles walked buoyantly, the pair of buns atop her head resembling horns, bringing a touch of naivety and cuteness, seemingly forgetting the pain earlier.
"Her Highness Olivia, we’ve bought all the slis from the market."
"Oh!"
The little swan jumped up, puffing out her modest chest, feigning a seasoned deanor as she nodded:
"I have big plans for these slis, and hopefully, you did pay for them."
The head maid laughed but shook her head: "Her Highness Olivia, these are just ordinary slis, there’s not even a single special specin.
Together, they cost less than your breakfast."
The implication being, there’s simply no reason to renege.
"That’s good, wait, wait?"
Seeming to realize, Olivia widened her eyes:
"All ordinary slis?"
"Yes, not even evolved specins." The head maid was a bit puzzled, "Is there a problem?"
"It’s a huge problem! Are you sure there aren’t any special specins?"
Olivia felt the alarm bells ringing fiercely in her head.
Spending money is not the problem.
If you can solve it with money, then it’s not really a big problem.
The problem is that special sli is missing!
Olivia quietly thought, this is not good.
The Ense explosion is not sothing that happened overnight.
The longer it drags on, the harder it will be to handle.
The little swan originally planned to first acquire that sli, then send the Secret Guard to find evidence of the factory manager’s cris, get him out of office, and then use the sli to deal with the waste piled up at the disposal plant.
Finally, once the new equipnt arrives, she would be able to strut off, snubbing everyone, and go to Sister Wang for a reward.
"Has it already been bought by that rchant?"
Her mind turned quickly.
No problem.
Just spend so money to buy it back from that rchant.
However.
Half an hour later.
The head maid returned to report:
"Your Highness, that rchant insists he hasn’t bought any sli."
The little swan stamped her feet: "Is he trying to raise the price."
"No, he really doesn’t have it."
Olivia grew anxious.
She recalled a saying from the Ense Empire: A butterfly flapping its wings by the Supre Forest Riverbank could cause a tornado on the outskirts of Ense two weeks later.
Is it because she made changes?
A huge "CRISIS" character appeared above her head.
No, she absolutely couldn’t let the Tino explosion happen again!
"Lumi, pass my order, start acquiring slis around the Imperial Capital, especially special individual slis."
The little swan clenched her fist: "I want them all!"
As long as the purchase area is wide enough, that special sli will definitely show up.
Head Maid: ...
Is Her Highness Olivia throwing a tantrum again?
Even if the Imperial Palace is big, it can’t use that many slis!
Even if you have money, you can’t spend it like this.
"Your Highness, this... the expenses are not small! Princess Beatrice won’t allow you to use public funds."
The head maid gave a friendly reminder.
Oh little swan, don’t cause trouble, Lady Beatrice’s knight lance will turn your bottom red!
But the very next thing the princess said left her speechless.
"No problem, it’s only my monthly allowance!"
Lumi’s mouth twitched slightly.
How co she didn’t know the royal family’s allowance was this much?
Seemingly understanding the head maid’s concern, the little swan said with a pout:
"Lumi, trust , these slis will be useful."
Olivia’s logic was simple.
The National Waste Disposal Plant couldn’t handle elental waste, the core issue was the processing speed wasn’t enough.
And even if slis couldn’t handle those high-risk wastes, they could still deal with ordinary residents’ household trash sufficiently, reducing the load on machines.
By then, all the old instrunts would be ready, running full force to digest the experintal waste from the White Tower.
Whatever couldn’t be digested would be left to the slis to absorb.
Slis are a group of highly adaptable creatures.
They can digest a little more, anyway.
Once Sister Wang gets the news, she should also allocate a fund to place an order with the Supre Forest side six months in advance.
By the ti the assembly over there is complete and the equipnt is delivered, the possibility of a big explosion would largely vanish into thin air.
Even if there’s an impact, it would be within the range the Imperial Capital can withstand.
But with that happening... the prince training matter must be scheduled urgently!
Humph humph, first let the Secret Guard investigate that embezzling scoundrel, the disposal plant’s issue will be handed over to that Louis guy as a prince’s trial!
That guy’s strength growth is fast, but when handling political affairs and investigating accidents, he really lacks brains.
If it’s not handled well, Olivia will make a grand entrance, giving Sister Wang and the damn country a small revivalist shock!
Oh no!
Just imagining that scene, Olivia felt her mind becoming clearer.
Hehehe, how much force should she use to pat the country’s shoulder, mockingly saying he’s "tried hard enough" at that ti?
As long as you don’t beco a prince, we might even be friends.
The head maid looked at the little swan who almost twisted like a caterpillar, sighed, and wrapped her arms around her waist, guiding her towards the Imperial Palace.
She felt her princess’s condition had worsened, or maybe she was possessed by a demon?
How about calling a priest of the God of Glory and Justice tomorrow to exorcise her?
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