When this masked man wearing a black toga and a long pointed black hat stood in front of Werther with a wooden stick, Werther was so surprised that he almost spit out all the coffee he had just drank.
"Is this the mage you found?" Witte asked Wile, who was standing aside, "Did you find the mage so quickly?"
"Hehe." Wile smiled evilly, "Your Highness, take a closer look at who he is."
"Well, since you asked like that, judging from the color of his eyes, it should be Ivan pretending to be him." Werther narrowed his eyes to a slit and looked at Ivan helplessly, "Speaking of which, it's easy to be discovered this way.
.”
Wile lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, frowned, showing an extremely helpless look, and spread his hands to both sides of his body: "Oh, I can't help it. I can't even find a fake mage in Dawn Town. You know.
, this outfit and hat were made overnight by Lina using old clothes from the castle, and the wooden staff was also made overnight by Uncle Tom."
"Well, it turns out you worked so hard last night." Werther held up the side of his face with his hands, looked at Ivan's appearance, and thought for a moment, "That's okay, but I have to cover Ivan's bright blue eyes.
part to avoid being discovered."
Werther thought for a while, then pointed his index finger upward: "Yes, just make a paper mask."
Wile and Ivan fiddled with it some more, and finally handed the finished paper mask to Werther for inspection.
Werther took the paper mask and looked at it carefully. He cut out holes the size of mung beans at eye level, drew a big red mouth that took up almost half of the mask for the mouth, and applied pink blush under the eyes.
, wrote "Magician" on his forehead.
Werther was so shocked that he sat crookedly and grinned: "Maybe this is okay..."
"Then His Highness approves of our handiwork?" Wile squatted on the armrest of Werther's chair, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"It should be regarded as recognition..." Werther's grinning mouth twitched a few times, "Anyway, we just want to make Mrs. Agnes think that I am being stupid. This looks quite stupid, but it is a pity that it is paired with such exquisite clothes and
Wooden stick.”
"Okay, then I'll go outside and start practicing my magic tricks in the afternoon!" Ivan made a fist with one hand and made a victory gesture.
Wile also clenched his fists with excitement: "Ivan, I'm here to help you figure out the moves."
Werther didn't look any further, just turned his back silently and continued drinking coffee.
"Don't look at Ivan and Wile when drinking coffee, otherwise the cup of coffee will be squirted out." Werther muttered in a low voice, "I can imagine that Ivan's magic movements will be a bit ugly, but it shouldn't be
It would be too embarrassing."
In the afternoon, they began to perform a magician's performance on the new farm. Mrs. Alice also came to watch after hearing about it.
Mrs. Agnes's luxurious carriage slowly stopped beside Werther. But Mrs. Agnes had a long memory today and did not get off the carriage at all. Only two maids and Noli got off the carriage to help her check the situation.
She gently lifted the carriage curtains with her fan, looked at Werther proudly, and shook the tassels of her fan as if to show off to Werther. Today she changed to a glittering golden fan, which was different from the previous one with velvet.
Different from the black fan, this one is made of pure gold, with a bunch of golden tassels added to the end of the fan.
Werther glanced at the fan with his peripheral vision, and continued to watch the preparations of the "magician" in front of him expressionlessly, pretending not to care, but
But I kept sighing in my heart, oh, if only I had the money to buy some pure gold things for my castle. No, what am I thinking? I'd better finish the show today.
Werther felt that it was enough to let her see what the magician was doing, and there was no need for him to say anything more to her, so he walked ten meters away from the luxury carriage.
However, Mrs. Agnes frowned slightly and waved to the coachman, who drove the carriage to Werther again.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Werther could only continue to stand there with an expressionless face.
Sure enough, Mrs. Agnes started to find trouble. She held up the curtains with a golden fan in one hand, covered her mouth with the other hand, and wore silver lace gloves. She smiled very happily: "Oh, hehe, it looks like you...
The eldest prince really has no ability to run a small town, and he is really stupid enough to trust the mage."
"Oh, I have no other choice." Witte pretended to be very depressed, looking at the new farm not far away, his voice was full of sadness, "I can't let my business plan be interrupted like this."
Mrs. Agnes rolled her eyes and looked at Werther with malice: "Then let my son go, let him be the lord, and let him bear the trouble of running the town."
"It's a beautiful thought," Werther said very straightforwardly.
"Huh, I'm not angry. I think you are at the end of your rope."
Mrs. Alice looked at the "magician" not far away with a smile, waiting to see the next show.
Soon Ivan and Wile were putting up sackcloth around the new farm.
"The new farm must be surrounded for the magic to be effective." Werther smiled at Mrs. Agnes and walked into the area surrounded by linen.
"Hey, you cover up the farm, how can I see it!" Mrs. Alice pointed at Wile with her fan angrily.
Wile, who was arranging the last piece of linen, smiled at her, stuck out his tongue, and said: "The wizard has begun to cast magic on the fields. The wizard said that the new farm must be fenced for one year from now on for the magic to work. Sorry.
It affects Madam’s mood.”
After Wile arranged the linen, he also walked in.
Mrs. Agnes turned red with anger, pointed at the maid in front of her with a gold ribbon in her hair and said, "You, carry me down and take me inside!"
"Yes, ma'am."
The maid did not dare to go against Mrs. Agnes's wishes, nor did she dare to show any disgust. She just opened the car door obediently and turned her back to Mrs. Agnes.
In this way, Mrs. Agnes was carried to the new farm by the maid.
Ivan wore the same outfit he had in the morning and made strange movements in the middle of the new farm. Sometimes he fell to the ground and convulsed, sometimes he hugged the tree trunk and trembled, and finally laughed wildly at the sky.
Werther, who wanted to clap his hands before Ivan "cast magic", raised his hands and stopped in mid-air. His face gradually became gloomy, and he was even embarrassed to look at Mrs. Agnes next to him.
I really regret not watching the two of them researching in the morning...it was so eye-catching!
"Haha~" Mrs. Agnes laughed out of breath, stretched out her hand and said to another maid with a silver ribbon in her hair, "Give me the handkerchief, I want to wipe away the tears from laughter."
But no one responded.
Mrs. Alice turned her head and found that the maid had already
Not next to him, but slowly walking towards the "magician".
"What are you going to do?"
"Madam, he is so interesting."
The maid imitated Ivan and started convulsing.
"You shameful maid, you still haven't had supper today!" Mrs. Agnes said angrily.
"Ah, madam, I don't want it. If you don't give me a midnight snack, I will faint from hunger!"
"You don't do anything all day long, you just make trouble. It doesn't make any difference to me whether you're dizzy or not! If you don't come back, you won't be able to eat late at night for a week!"
When the maid heard this, she had no choice but to come back angrily.
Half an hour later, Ivan finally finished "casting magic".
"First Prince, thank you for letting me see such a silly magician today. I wish you good luck. I'm going back first, oh hehehe." Mrs. Agnes got on the carriage happily.
Seeing the luxurious carriage gradually disappearing from his sight, Werther finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Ivan's actions were really stupid, he succeeded in deceiving Mrs. Agnes. She now thinks that we can't grow anything on this land and will not try to destroy my farm in the short term. Werther thought
I think, then we can let the long-term workers plant here with peace of mind.
At this time, a girl wearing apprentice clothes walked towards Werther.
Werther stared at the girl's beautiful face for a while. It was strange that I had never seen this long-term worker before. After a while, he exclaimed: "Are you Shaq?"
"Lord, that bad guy gave me the antidote." Shaq smiled sweetly.
"Congratulations on getting back to normal!"
The task of planting garlic and onions began to go smoothly, and after another week, the ground began to sprout.
In the early morning of this morning, after a cold autumn rain, Witte went to the new farm to see the seedlings. The seedlings growing in the field looked green and full of life. Witte took a deep breath and sighed: "It seems that there are already garlic
And the smell of onions.”
Shaq was watering the water beside him and said with a smile: "Lord, these garlic and onions have just sprouted, so there is no smell at all."
"The taste is in my heart, that is my full hope." Werther smiled. He stood up from sitting on the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and said, "Okay, I should go prepare for the workshop."
At this time, the parchment reminded Werther: now that there is no danger in the new farm, start the work of the bread workshop. First, investigate the bread that the people usually eat, and then buy the unmanaged workshop and start the bread workshop operation.
It just so happened that Werther had the same plan.
"Wyle, Ivan, you two and I will go and investigate the bread in Daybreak Town first." Witte said, "Let the twenty-six long-term workers continue planting on the new farm, and we will wait until we make arrangements for the workshop.
Then let some long-term workers pass."
"Yes, Your Highness." Wile and Ivan replied.
However, Shaq looked at Werther with a frustrated face, and his mouth curled up ugly: "Lord, am I going to not be able to see you for several days again?"
Witte turned around and looked directly into Shaq's shining orange eyes: "Well, that's not necessarily the case. Maybe I will come to the new farm to take a look occasionally."
"Oh, I wish you good luck, Your Highness."
"I wish you happiness too." Witte smiled at Shaq, and walked towards the town with Wile and Ivan.