Chapter 687 Baroness, Working as a Salesperson for Gretel!

Baroness Witegg walked out of the mage tower in a trance. Okay, she thought, now her task becomes, how to help the mage Nordmark get another 40,000 gold coins——

According to Archmage Seymour's reply, the Magic Council can probably provide 1/4 of the credit limit. In other words, the council felt that the Nordmark mage could repay the 20,000 gold coins within a reasonable time.

The queen will pay 20,000 for the remaining part, and there will be another 40,000 to find a way to get it from other sources.

There is no need to pay, as long as the other party's willingness and ability to pay are confirmed, the parliament said that the tower spirit can be delivered at any time...

By the way, is this Nordmark mage really that high in authority and importance in the Parliament?

The Baroness didn't know that as early as last year, Grete had borrowed an empty tower from Black Crow Swamp in order to demonstrate the transmission model of infectious diseases and the role of vaccines...

And it burned out after just playing with it. Not only was it burned, but he was not asked to pay for it. The Archmage of Black Crow Swamp took care of it for him. If you can get one, in Grete's opinion, it's only a matter of time before you get the second one.

Although she did not know this information, the Baroness secretly speculated on the tone of Archmage Seymour, and also knew that the tower spirit was waving from the front. The council had already given in to this extent, so she had to handle this matter even more beautifully!

Well, the Lord who caused trouble yesterday can probably get away with it, but it's only a few thousand gold coins. Who will pay for the other money?

"There should be nobles and wealthy businessmen in the royal capital, right?"

When she came to Grete with feedback from the council and her own questions, she got a natural answer:

"I am in Nevis. The cost of a cesarean section is about 2,000 gold coins. I can do five or six in a month."

Of course, it is now paid for by the council's insurance premiums, and in fact it does not receive that much money, and it has to be divided up and down the hospital. There is no need to tell the Baroness any more about these things.

"There should be no fewer wealthy people in the royal capital than in Nevis, right? There is always demand. Also, over at the temple, if you want to learn this kind of technology, you can't afford to be penniless?"

Baroness Vitegue: “…”

Okay, be cruel!

She turned and left. Looking for nobles, right? Looking for someone who is willing to pay for the mother, right?

Within three months, we must find at least 10 of them. We can’t embarrass the royal capital in front of the people of Nevis, right?

give it to me!

As a clerical lady and the Queen's close assistant, the Baroness knows everything about the aristocracy in the royal capital. After communicating with the Queen first, confirm the maximum amount the royal family is willing to pay, and then start thinking about:

What are the important nobles in the royal capital?

Which aristocratic ladies are relatively advanced in pregnancy and may give birth within three months?

Which nobles are willing to spend money for their wives, and which noble ladies have rich dowries themselves and can afford 2,000 gold coins?

After visiting a few random places and attending two banquets, I received three intentions. They are all due in the near future, within 10 days or a month.

In addition, there are at least seven or eight noble ladies who have not yet matured, but are very interested...

Half done!

The Baroness breathed a sigh of relief and found two more newspapers to release the news and asked them to send people to the hospital to inquire, collect and publish the news.

She can deal with nobles, especially high-ranking nobles, but merchants are exempted. Once it's published in the newspaper, let them read it themselves!

After finishing all these social tasks, Baroness Vitegue breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that her whole body was so tired that she was about to fall apart. However, this was not over yet. The next day, she had to go to the main temple of the Spring Water Goddess in the capital to visit the chief priest——

Those rough guys at the God of War Temple probably aren't interested in cesarean section or anything like that. Moreover, their traditional business areas do not include this area;

The Church of Nature is a bunch of poor people, and they probably can't squeeze out any oil. Besides, Master Nordmark himself is also a deist priest. He will probably teach for free, and then happily go with those people to help the poor;

The magicians are also his own, so he probably doesn't need to be a middleman...

The only person left who can be used as a target for money is you, Spring Water Temple!

"What? Twenty thousand gold coins, or five thousand contribution points?!"

The chief priest couldn't believe his ears. His white eyebrows suddenly stood up, and a few long hairs at the ends of his eyebrows almost flew out:

Do you know how much the temple’s annual income is?

Do you know how much donations the temple receives throughout the year from nobles and wealthy businessmen, that is, people who can afford to buy magical arts?

Learning to have a cesarean section costs 20,000 gold coins, or 5,000 contribution points - using contribution points to calculate the price makes him even more annoyed. This means that the Spring Water Temple needs to lower its noble head, trade with the Magic Council, and use their standards to measure those things. Valuable objects……

Why don't you go grab that Nordmark mage! By the way, why didn’t he come directly to talk? Send the Baroness over!

"Oh, please don't say that." The Baroness spread out her silk fan and fanned her chest, her eyes moving:

"This is not the price he offered. To be honest, if he is willing to offer a price, that is a good thing. If he is not willing to offer a price, it will be more troublesome - you don't want him to teach as many students as he wants, as many as he wants. You can teach for as long as you want, right?"

The chief priest's face darkened. The Baroness leaned back slightly and raised the corners of her lips:

"I have asked before that the first batch of spellcasters who learn from him will have at least one year to complete their studies. As for whether their level will be high enough after they complete their studies, and whether they can leave the oak forest and teach students on their own..."

She spread her palms. Without waiting for the chief priest to speak, with a smile, he leisurely delivered the decisive blow:

"Besides, Her Majesty the Queen is still young, so it is impossible for her to have only one child. I think it is unlikely that Master Nordmark will come to the royal capital to stay for three months at a time..."

The implication is that after you learn how to do it, won’t all the many nobles and needs in the royal capital belong to you?

Now just pay a little cost!

After the cost has been spent, the other party will naturally have to teach him well. The sooner he can learn, the sooner he can monopolize the needs of the royal capital!

Speaking from the opposite direction, Her Majesty the Queen did not go to the Spring Temple to give birth, but came all the way from Nevis to find a magician. What a huge blow to the reputation of the Spring Temple! Even if it is to recover this loss of reputation, 20,000 gold coins, is that a big deal?

The chief priest thought for a moment, then his raised white eyebrows slowly flattened, and the long hairs at the ends of his eyebrows also slowly fell down. He took a breath and lowered his voice:

"So, how many people can be guaranteed in the church from Master Nordmark?"

"I'll talk about this!"

The baroness immediately took care of everything.

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