Warhammer Wizard

After a while, Mrs. Eliza personally escorted Ren and Viola out. At present, they got in the car and drove out of the gate of Marlengo Manor under the protection of a team of extreme fighters until they disappeared into the night, her face The smile on the face suddenly faded, and his eyes were anxious and panic.

　　 In the car, Viola looked at Renn intently.

　　 "What is written on that letter?"

　　 She was both happy and curious. When Wren took out the letter, Mrs. Eliza's attitude changed sharply, and in a blink of an eye she changed from high to low eyebrows. She did not even refuse Renn's request to abdicate, but only begged for a few days of grace to give her time to consider.

　　 Viola is very puzzled, a piece of paper has such a powerful power.

　　 Renn smiled, "Actually, it's not a letter, but a dunning letter."

　　 "Dunning notice?" Viola even didn't understand, "Where did the dunning notice come from and who wrote it?"

　　 "It was sent from the province of Mortinves." Rennes replied: "The person who wrote this letter is the vice president of the local machinery union Clio."

　　 Viola's eyes lit up, "This has something to do with the territory of the Marquis of Sinadarro?"

"Yes."

　　 Ren nodded with a smile, then explained in a low voice.

　　 That night, he heard Viola talk about Lady Eliza’s background. Her husband, Marquis Sinadarro, is a wolf-school demon hunter, so he immediately sent Tyrian to Jupiler Hill to find Master Roger. Sure enough, Roger and the Marquis of Sinadarro knew each other and had a close relationship. They had fought side by side to hunt monsters many years ago, and learned some internal information from each other.

　　The Marquis of Sinadalor was determined to break through the holy order, and he had no intention of managing his own territory. After he married Eliza, he gave her the management of the territory, and he often broke into the abyss for many years without returning.

　　 But Mrs. Eliza is not good at business, let alone careless.

She didn’t want to live in the desolate and boring Morting Weiss line. She lived in North Riel during the high-ranking period. She spent a lot of money to buy the luxurious Marlengo Manor. As soon as her husband left, she spent the whole day in the upper class of the imperial capital. The teleportation array in the manor has not been used a few times a year after being drunk and lavish.

　　 Maintaining such a large manor, salon, and pomp, the monthly expenses are staggering.

　　 Moreover, Eliza's promotion to the Holy Order almost emptied the wealth accumulated by the Marquis's family for many years, and the Marquis of Sinadarro himself spent a lot of money, so he was used to spending money.

　　 Neither husband nor wife can make money, they only spend money.

　　 Territory was negligent in management. The members and subordinates in the family also learned the same way. They were full of their own pockets. In just a dozen years, they squandered all the richest families in the empire to the point of deflation. Fortunately, there are rich mineral deposits in the Marquis of Sinadalor's territory, and you can dig money directly from the ground without causing them to go bankrupt.

　　 After decades of struggling to make ends meet, the Sinadalor family is still gradually unable to maintain, and began the days of borrowing money.

　　 The first thing they thought of was the Steam and Machinery Union.

　　 Empire’s mining industry has quickly eliminated the inefficient and high-cost human mining methods that used to be inefficient and costly since the emergence of the Machinery Union. Mechanical equipment has greatly improved mining efficiency, while reducing costs and risks. It has almost monopolized this industry. From mining to transportation, smelting, and casting, it is inseparable from the mechanical union.

　　 So the Sinadalor family mortgaged part of the mine to the Steam and Machinery Union, and used the ore produced each year to pay back and continue to maintain a decent life.

　　 They have been doing this for more than 30 years.

　　On the second day, the vice president of the Machinery Union came to visit the Northriel.

The vice president is called "Belisari * Carl". He is the only holy mechanic of the Mechanic Guild. His fame is far above that of Modu's Akalander. He has the title of "Chief Vice President" and his status. Second only to the mysterious president who created the mechanical union.

　　Ryan has been working closely with the Machinery Union over the past few years. He asked for a little bit, and Belisariu immediately went back to send someone to check, and that night he sent the information from the province of Motinves.

　　 After reading the information, Renn had only one thought:

　　 "The prodigal son married a prodigal wife!"

　　 Until now, the Marquis de Sinadarro and his wife have owed more than 10 million gold dong debts from the mechanical union, and half of the mines in the territory have been mortgaged.

　　 This is worth one-tenth of the debt of Wezeland Floating City.

Wezeland is the expense of hundreds of wizards. It owes 100 million gold dongs in five to six hundred years plus interest. The Marquis of Sinadalor and his wife only owe 10 million gold dongs in just 30 years. It's faster than Wezeland, I really don't know where the money is spent.

　　 As long as she seizes this weakness, Mrs. Eliza can hardly resist and ask for anything.

　　 So there is this reminder.

There is also a statement attached to the above that the mechanical union did not receive the due debts before the end of the year. Not only will half of the Sinadalor family’s mines be confiscated, the machinery and equipment will also be withdrawn from the other half of the mines, and the relationship with Sinada will be terminated. All the cooperation of the Luo family.

　　 This is simply killing the Sinadalor family.

　　 Not to mention losing half of the mines, and the remaining half without mechanical equipment is worthless. Even if we go back to the backward manpower mining methods in the past, no matter cost or efficiency, it will not be able to compete with other mines.

　　 The more you dig, the more you lose.

　　 This reminder is the ultimate weapon that Rennes prepares to deal with Mrs. Eliza. At first, he didn't intend to use it. After he found the Cthulhu followers in the salon, he used the threat of reporting as a test.

　　 Mrs. Eliza's attitude was unexpectedly tough.

　　 Rehn guessed her confidence, she should really not know about the Cthulhu followers, and the personal connections that she has been operating in Northriel over the years, spending money to manage her, is enough to get her out of sin.

　　 Then he took out the dunning letter decisively.

　　 The effect is immediate.

Without the mines, there would be no money, and the territory is also in danger. The governor of the province of Motinves has always regarded the Marquis of Sinadalor as a thorn in his eyes, always thinking about the aristocratic territory that occupies one-fifth of the province. Returning to the empire will certainly not let go of such a good opportunity.

　　 moved the whole body with a pull, the title of Marquis Sinadarro was difficult to keep, and Eliza couldn't be a marquise.

　　 The image of the noble lady she set up in Northriel for so many years was instantly shattered, and she would inevitably become a laughing stock in the imperial capital.

　　 This is the most terrifying thing for Eliza, who is nostalgic for her high life.

　　Without money, I can't live the life of drunkenness and death.

　　If Renn is more cruel, he still has to report the evil **** followers to the Justice Church. Mrs. Eliza has no money to manage the relationship. Those people will be fine if they don't fall into trouble, and they will almost certainly not be exonerated.

　　 So, Eliza saw that the collection slip was immediately weakened and became embarrassed.

　　 Viola was full of emotion after hearing it.

"Mrs. Eliza's reputation in Northriel is too great. Everyone commented on her similarly. She is beautiful, rich, and generous. She is a true noble lady who leads an enviable life. It's so unbearable..."

　　 Rehn shook his head and smiled: "Like people who drink water, they know how warm and cold they are. Only they know what they are, how can others know?"

　　 "Yes." Viola sighed.

　　 Mrs. Eliza's original image in her eyes completely collapsed. She struggled hard for a few years and was unable to fight back. Once Ren came to the imperial capital, she resolved it within a few years.

　　 The unattainable pope's throne is already within reach, making her feel like a dream.

　　 "Ryan, you are amazing!"

　　 Viola sincerely admired, and finally truly learned the powerful methods of Rennes now, and solved the seemingly unsolvable problem without fighting.

　　 Seeing the admiration in the half-elf's eyes, Renn felt proud.

　　 He joked: "Everyone has their own weakness. It is like a man's egg. As long as you hold on tight, you can make a man obedient. The key is to find this weakness."

　　 Viola gave a blushing cheek.

　　 She glanced at the driver driving in front, and couldn't help but whispered: "So what's your weakness?"

　　 "You are my weakness." Renn replied earnestly.

"what!"

Viola stunned for a moment to understand what he meant, moved deeply, and nodded gently, snuggled into Ren's arms, and said solemnly: "I will try to keep up with your footsteps, no more It's your weakness, and it will become your armor."

　　 Ryan nodded silently, hugged her gently and said nothing.

　　 The car was quiet for a few seconds.

　　 He suddenly said to the driver in front: "When are you going to eavesdrop on us, Elder Kronormanser?"

　　 Viola suddenly sat up and stared at the driver who was driving.

　　 She has been employing this driver for several years. She is a middle-aged person in her 40s. He was originally a second-level supernatural person. He has a calm personality and very sophisticated driving skills. During the screening a few days ago, Renn confirmed that he was fine.

　　 In fact, every time she got on the bus, she would secretly check if the driver had any problems.

　　 checked it again just now.

　　 I didn't expect it to look wrong. Obviously, the driver who was driving had been replaced by someone, but after careful observation, she still couldn't see through the disguise.

　　 The driver continued to drive, and said without looking back: "Speaker Rennes has good eyesight, please rest assured, I have no intentions."

"I know."

　　 Rain reached out and touched Viola's back, let her relax, and said lightly: "If the elders got into the car with thoughts that were not good for me, I'm afraid they are dead now."

　　 When he got on the bus from the manor, he discovered that the driver was deformed by someone else.

　　 Krono Manser was a little surprised, "You knew it a long time ago?"

"I have been waiting for the elders for a long time." Renn put his arms around Viola, lying comfortably on the backrest, and said: "I thought the elders would meet with me at the salon, but it's not too late. Elder Nether drove for me, which is also an honor."

　　 Hearing this, Kronormancer couldn't help but look up at Renn in the rearview mirror.

　　 "What do you want?" he asked.

　　 "This shouldn't ask me." Renn gently shook his head and asked, "What does the elder want?"

　　 Cronomanser, who had transformed into an ordinary face, was silent, like a real driver, driving a car on the road. It was not until half a minute later that he replied: "I want Nether City."

　　 The corners of Ren's mouth raised, revealing a faint smile.

　　 As expected, he did.

　　 When I first met Kronormancer, Soul Eye realized that he was not hostile to himself, and his attitude was completely different from other elders.

On that day, I issued the blood oath of the three gods, clearly stated that he had no intention of getting involved in Nether, and was witnessed by the three gods. Kronormanser’s reaction was actually greater than that of Buoyangsi, and his mood fluctuated violently, but it was completely invisible on the surface. .

　　Even without the eyes of the soul, the thoughts of this elder Nether are easy to guess.

　　 He is less than three hundred years old, and has mastered two nine-ring spells. He is only one step away from the Holy Soul Wizard, and he has great hopes. When Master Ogulvi was still there, he certainly did not dare to have any extravagant hopes. Even if he was promoted, he could only stand on his own like the Duke of Redstone and go out to build his own floating city.

　　 Now that Master Ogulvi is missing, Nether has become a thing of no one.

　　How could Cronomanser be unmoved?

　　 The Duke of Redstone claims to have the collective support of the Nether Group of Elders, and there must be some water in his words. If you want to find the most reluctant elder, it must be Kronormancer, but due to the prestige and strength of the Duke of Redstone, he dare not show it.

　　 This is an excellent opportunity to dissolve the support of Elder Nether for the Duke of Redstone from within.

　　 Ryan said with a serious face: "Nether City belongs to Nether Wizards. This is my view all the time, and it has never changed."

　　 Krono Manser's eyes shone slightly, "I believe you."

　　 The Blood Oath of the Three Gods is not a joke. I didn’t have any thoughts before, and I can’t have it in the future.

　　 Renn smiled.

　　 "If the elders are promoted to the Holy Soul and take charge of Nether City, this is what I would like to see." His words made Kronormanser's hand shake and his driving was a little unstable.

Nether’s elders have long seen it. Regardless of whether it’s the supervision group or the Mordu faction, Renn has a huge right to speak. Renn is the one who can really determine the belonging of Nether City, and his influence is higher than that of the governor. Nieus, even the Duke of Redstone in Pallas.

　　 Crono Manser waited for this sentence.

　　 Rehn continued: "However, it is not up to me to decide who is in charge of Nether, and the elders have to strive for it."

　　 "Naturally." Kronormanser nodded, his thoughts turned sharply.

　　 He is still a bit close to being promoted to the Holy Soul, as fast as three years, and as slow as decades, and he can't tell when he will break through. If you want to successfully take charge of Nether, you must have the power to manage Nether before being promoted, and let the elders support yourself.

　　 The worst bottom line is that the Duke of Redstone cannot succeed, otherwise there is no chance.

　　 "Kelston won most of the elders of Nether, I can only be sure to get the support of the two elders." Cronomanser said truthfully, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was a little embarrassed.

　　 Ryan smiled but did not smile: "Elder Plocktiff and Elder Schafer?"

　　 "How do you know?" Kronormancer was taken aback.

"Hahaha..." Renn smiled mysteriously and did not answer him, prompting: "You can talk to Elder Halawa privately, he should support you. As long as Elder Halawa nods and agrees, Elder Inora will also I will stand on your side so that there will be five elders."

　　 Kronormancer became more frightened as he listened. It seemed that Renne knew better about the elders than himself.

　　 He thought for a while and sighed: "It's not enough just five elders."

　　 Now Nether has eleven elders, and the remaining six are very close to the Duke of Redstone. They are headed by Bouyangsi and support the Duke of Redstone in taking charge of Nether.

　　 "Five people are enough." Rehn obviously had an idea.

Kronormanser had already guessed his plan. Sure enough, I heard Ren said: "Any elders who do not support you will be deprived of their elder status by the supervision team. If anyone dares to resist, I don’t mind sending them to Elder Kuitu meet."

　　 Even with some speculation, Kronormanser was scared to hear Renn say it.

　　 He hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly.

　　 "So, what does Speaker Rennes want from me?" Of course, Kronor Manser would not think Rennes is really the kind of good man who does good deeds and does not want to return.

　　 Ryan smiled playfully at him, "The elder owes me three promises after being promoted to the Holy Soul."