Early the next morning, Werther discussed yesterday's events with Wile, Lina and Ivan in the hall.
Werther said while thinking: "This matter was most likely sent by Mrs. Agnes. Now our plan cannot be disrupted. We can only pretend that their plan has succeeded and let them slack off. We will not be able to do it in a short time."
I will come up with other ways to stop my plan. In this way, I might be able to take the opportunity to find out what they have."
"Your Highness, let's go and spread the false news that the farm can't grow crops now," Wile said.
Witte raised his eyebrows and said: "Spread the news as soon as possible to ensure that they think they have achieved their goal. In addition, before germination, linen must be set up around the new farm so that they cannot see the fact that the crops are already growing, and still misunderstand
I thought this land could not grow any plants. Be careful not to let the long-term workers spill the beans."
"But it's too obvious to put up the linen. It looks like you have a ghost in your heart."
"It's better to lie to the outside world that we have invited a magician. The magician needs to cast magic on the soil, and it must be covered with linen when casting magic."
"Why don't you say he's an elf with strong magic, but you have to say he's a mage? You know, there are no real magicians in Notland anymore." Wile wondered, "Nowadays, the so-called magicians are all
fraud."
"You are stupid. If you claim to be an elf with strong magic, Mrs. Agnes and the others will definitely try their best to snatch this elf from me. We will only be in more trouble. But if you claim to be a magician, Mrs. Agnes will only
They will laugh at us for being stupid, which is the least threat to us."
Werther felt confident at this moment. The current planting plan must be carried out without any deviation. As for the subsequent methods of Duke Dack and Lady Agnes, he could only face them bit by bit in the future.
"But..." Ivan looked like he was thinking, "Your Highness, nothing can stop the fire. They will always find out the truth. Will Mrs. Agnes hate you even more when she knows the truth?"
Werther smiled and said: "Now that Duke Dark and I have reached the point of incompatibility, do we still care about this? Don't worry, I will only do more good than harm. What matters now is to combine garlic and onion."
Plant them in large quantities."
There was a knock on the castle door.
After Lina opened the door, Shaq stood at the door with his face covered. Shaq changed into clothes, which were still in the style of a young apprentice, a little older than the previous one. He also put on a straw hat on his head, with a few strands.
Orange hair falls neatly on both sides of the forehead.
"There is no one guarding the outside of Lord Lord's castle. Are you trying to save money?" Shaq was lying on the door frame, looking into the castle with his eyes.
"Huh?" Lina couldn't answer this question for a while.
"Come in, Shaq, do you want to tell me something?" Witt waved to Shaq.
"Lord!" Shaq walked towards Witte with some excitement, "The bad guy came to see me last night, and I lied that I had spread all the lime into the new farm."
"I understand, you did a good job, but won't that person give you the antidote?"
"I asked him for it yesterday, but he wouldn't give it to me. He said he would have to observe it for a few days and then give me the antidote if the farm really couldn't grow plants."
"He should give it to you. You go to the farm first."
"Then I'm going to the farm first. Will the lord go today?"
"I'll be there."
Shaq reluctantly glanced at the hall inside the castle. She had dinner at that dining table last night with her favorite lord.
After Shaq left, Wile and the others released the false news. Mrs. Agnes knew about the false news at noon.
That afternoon, she went to Witte's new farm to check the situation. At this time, the sackcloth had not been fenced off, and everything she could see was bare.
The door of the carriage, which was more luxurious than the carriage, was opened by a servant. Mrs. Alice held up a fluffy fan and looked at the ground with her eyes wide open. With the support of two servants and the help of the carriage stool, she stepped on her high heels.
Walk down carefully from the top.
She seemed to be in a good mood today, and she even wore a circle of colorful gems and crystals around her carefully tied hair. The colors were red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.
Werther was a little surprised. Didn't she like to wear that exquisite and small silver lace hat before? Why did she directly stick gems and crystals of various colors on her hair today?
Mrs. Alice's expression was extremely exaggerated after she got out of the car. She seemed to dislike the dirt very much. She not only held up her expensive skirt, but also walked on the dirt very carefully, frowning and curling her lips.
She walked a few steps on the dirt with a funny posture, her arms swaying in the air, and her body swaying along with it. The two maids behind her no longer knew how to support her.
In the end, she gave up moving forward, but stood there with her hands on her hips, staring at the bare scenery in front of her. In her eyes, even a city full of flowers was not as pleasant to look at as this scene, because
It was her intention to make it impossible for Werther's new farm to grow crops.
"Haha, what a retribution. Who asked him to lock up my son?" Mrs. Agnes smiled contemptuously.
In addition to her two servants, she was followed by Noli. In order not to be noticed, Noli wore servant clothes. He seemed to have malice in his eyes and smiled sinisterly.
Shaq, who was working, accidentally discovered Noli. She looked into those dark eyes and felt a familiar feeling.
"Shaq, did you find something?" Witt asked quietly next to Shaq.
"The smiling man at the end felt familiar to me. Oh, I remembered. His eyes were exactly the same as the one who poisoned me, and his smile was equally terrifying."
"So that's it, then I have to remember this man well."
Witt quietly told Wile and Ivan what Shaq said, asking them to remember the man's appearance.
Mrs. Agnes started laughing: "Haha~ Great Prince, you are fine~ This land is barren of grass, but it will be cultivated."
Werther grinned and said, "How do you know you can't grow crops here?"
"Haha, it was circulated this morning, everyone knows about it."
Mrs. Agnes covered her mouth with her fan, raised her head, and stared at Werther with an extremely arrogant look, with a mocking smile in her eyes.
Such a look again was really unacceptable. Werther moved his eyes away from Mrs. Alice and looked at the carriage next to her.
"I said, what's your attitude?" Mrs. Agnes was a little angry at Werther's performance and fanned frantically, "Ah, it's so cold."
"Madam, don't fan yourself if it's cold." The maid with her hair tied with a silver ribbon advised.
"I am willing to slap myself, what does it have to do with you?" Mrs. Agnes glared at the servant, breathing heavily from her nostrils.
Werther didn't want to talk to Mrs. Agnes anymore, so he planned to turn around.
At this time, Mrs. Agnes provocatively said: "Oh hehehe~ I thought the eldest prince had changed from a
The coward turned into a real lord. When I saw him today, I realized that the eldest prince is really a fool~"
Idiot? Isn't this the impression I want to leave in her mind? Mrs. Alice's purpose is to quarrel, and my purpose is to make her misunderstand me, so why not just pretend in front of her once, since she is easy to deceive anyway.
"Well, many people say that I am a fool. Mrs. Agnes, your vision is so cruel that you discovered the fact that I am a fool so quickly." Werther raised his thumb, "You are really wise.
Man. But today I am not stupid, I am a smart person."
"Huh?" Mrs. Agnes was stunned and began to mess up in the wind.
Werther continued: "It is true as you have heard. This morning I asked my elf to plant on this land in a hurry. The elf was so tired that he couldn't even plant a single vegetable seedling. But, I thought of it.
A solution to this problem.”
Mrs. Agnes came back to her senses and said in a mocking tone: "Ah, what solution did you come up with, eldest prince?"
"I plan to ask my subordinates to find a magician to come over and use magic to solve this problem!"
"What?" Mrs. Agnes took the fan away from her mouth in surprise and looked at Werther in surprise, "Are you kidding? Today's magicians are all liars! Not to mention Notland, even the whole world
It’s hard to find a real magician!”
"No." Witte smiled and waved his index finger, "There must be a magician in this world, and my men will find him soon."
Mrs. Alice suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, since everyone in the Majik family died, no one in this world knows magic. And the only existing magic book is also in the hands of my father.
Here, my father has been learning for more than ten years and he still can't learn it. You are here to tell me about a magician who can do magic!"
"I believe in the existence of magicians." Werther looked serious, and he almost deceived himself.
"Haha, okay, okay, if you want to believe it, just believe it, haha~" Mrs. Agnes laughed so hard that she accidentally fell backwards because she was so complacent.
"Ah!"
Lady Agnes fell into the arms of the two maids.
One of the maids, whose hair was tied with a silver ribbon, said: "Madam, if you had stood still, this would not have happened."
"Shut up! I won't give you any supper tonight either!"
"Yes, madam, shut up. I must give you tomorrow's supper, otherwise I will really faint from hunger."
"Okay, okay, straighten me up!"
After Mrs. Agnes stood up, she began to laugh at Werther again: "If my son were a lord, he would never do such a stupid thing. It's a pity that he is not the son of the king, alas."
It's really so ambitious that he said directly that he wanted his son to be a lord.
Werther couldn't let the other party keep crushing his self-esteem like this, so he said bluntly: "Haha, your son has been locked up in the dungeon by me."
"You, wait! Wright will definitely drive you out of Daybreak Town in the future." Mrs. Agnes pointed at Werther angrily.
"Since you said so, why not I lock him up for a few more years? Anyway, the power of the lord is now in my hands." Werther raised his head and glanced down at Mrs. Agnes.
"You're going too far. I won't talk nonsense to you today. Let's go!"
Mrs. Agnes was helped into the carriage by the maids, and she did not forget to open the curtains and give Werther a fierce look.
Werther thought to himself, well, this is how we win the quarrel?