In the lakeside study of Swan Castle, the director of the Island Foreign Intelligence Agency, Stonard, placed a detailed statistical data on Rosen's desk.

"Master, there are two main reasons for the increase in food prices."

"First, the Principality of Bosilia suffered a severe flood last year. Half of the farmland in the principality was flooded and turned into muddy land, resulting in a significant reduction in production this year."

"And the Principality of Bosilia is the most important grain-producing country in the entire alliance, and its grain exports account for 30% of the alliance's international grain market."

"Also due to the influence of the Duchy of Bohemia, the three major kingdoms have also tightened their grain exports and increased their domestic grain reserves."

"Especially Aaron, who has greatly increased the price of grain in his trade with us, making the grain imported from Aaron only slightly cheaper than Kao."

Rosen knew this. Aaron just wanted to use food to make up for the loss of some compensation.

But Aaron did not dare to go too far. After all, his navy had suffered great damage, and he was also afraid of Weilan's mysterious navy.

Because Rosen kept the new weapon strictly confidential, Aaron probably still hasn't figured out how he was defeated.

"Then what?"

"Second, the Levender royal family secretly purchased grain in the alliance market."

"They did it very secretly, and it was passed on to several people. They not only relied on civilian forces to do this, but also relied on the neighboring Duke of Bosilia and Borilan to do it."

"Preliminary estimates show that they have quietly purchased at least 1 million tons of grain."

"Because it is so secretive and the quantity is not particularly large, although Kao and Aaron have noticed the abnormality in grain prices, they both think it is the influence of the Principality of Bohemia and have not paid much attention to it."

"After all, the two kingdoms are not short of food."

Rosen frowned when he heard this: "It's Levinder again!"

Weilan was already short of food, and once the Duchy of Bohemia got into trouble, the price of food was already high. Now he is secretly raising the price again. Isn't this asking for trouble? Stonard said softly, "Master, it's obvious that Levender wants to steal money from us. At least we are an important alternative."

Rosen naturally knew this, and his impression of the Levender royal family, especially the little king, was once again reduced.

They purchased large amounts of grain, causing extreme scarcity in the market and thus significantly raising grain prices across the alliance.

When the grain price rises to a certain level, he will use various methods to sell the grain he had hoarded at a low price at a high price and make a profit from the difference.

Weilan is short of food, so she must be a big buyer of this grain.

Assuming that the grain price doubled due to Levender's purchase, and Levender eventually sold 5 million tons of grain to Weilan, then he could earn at least 10 million Oggs in profit from the price difference.

If he is not alert enough, then Aaron will have to pay 18 million Oger, and Levinder will take away at least half of it.

Even if he was alert enough, but failed to develop a flour mill, Rosen would have to hold his nose and compete with Levinder for grain in the international market.

But now, not only could Levender not take his money, but Rosen was planning to take his money back, making this old man lose everything! To be honest, he and the little king had never met, but they became mortal enemies step by step.

Since he is a mortal enemy, of course we must fight him to death! After thinking for a few minutes, he said to Stonard, "I know about this. You continue to pay attention to Levender's movements and report to me at any time if there are any changes."

"Yes, sir."

"Also, secretly contact the eldest princess of the royal family through Levender's Gun Alliance and give her this amulet."

It is the Ten-Ring Boiling Moonfire Amulet newly forged by Rosen, and its performance has been greatly improved compared to the original version.

As for the Sharpshooter Alliance, it was not Sir Maxim, but a secret alliance secretly created by him and Muradi.

He had little political influence, but had a wide network of contacts, from the Queen Mother to local noble widows, a total of more than 200 people.

Perhaps some people think that the Queen Mother belongs to Sir Maxim, but that really underestimates the Queen Mother's abilities.

She has eighteen male lovers! Back to the topic.

"Tell the princess that if she feels in danger, she should come to Weilan for refuge. I will do my best to keep her safe."

"Understood."

After Stonard retreated, Rosen immediately asked Alai to call over Weilan's acting foreign minister.

It was none other than the former Marshal of the First Storm Fleet, Sir Tewwood.

This guy's courage was broken by him, and he suffered psychological trauma and could not stay on the warship, but his mediation skills were still good.

In order to show that he valued the Adrian family, Rosen promoted him to the position of Foreign Minister.

"Uncle Tewold, I need you to help me announce a message that I plan to hold a magic exchange conference for the entire alliance at Swan Lake this winter."

"I hope to invite as many famous mages in the alliance as possible. As long as they come, we will reimburse all their travel expenses."

"At the same time, I will personally give a report at the conference, share my experience in practicing magic power, and announce a series of important achievements in magic."

Tewold was slightly surprised: "Duke, can I know the deeper purpose?"

Rosen nodded. "It's not only for the exchange of magic, but also to recruit a group of talented mages. It will also help the local mages in Weilan to broaden their horizons and know the gap between themselves and the Alliance mages."

There is one thing Rosen didn't mention, and that is fighting back against Levinder.

But the three reasons were sufficient, and Tewold nodded in agreement: "I see, then how many people are there?"

"Let's invite 5,000 to 10,000 people. There are about 3,000 famous mages, and each famous mage is allowed to have three assistants. Of course, we can bring more. If we bring more, we will not be responsible for the travel expenses, and they will have to pay for it themselves."

"I see."

Tewold left with great energy.

He prefers his current position to that of Admiral of the Navy.

It's very interesting because he can mock Aaron's diplomatic envoy at any time from a superior position, and the latter will be broken down by his few words every time, which is very interesting.

Rosen was not idle.

His real body then rushed to Ruhr County next to Monte County to meet his mentor Anna, who was leading the construction of the electric vehicle production line in Ruhr County.

Rosen now has a plane and the distance is close, so it only takes less than half an hour to get to Ruhr County.

Soon, he arrived at Ruhr County's capital, Ruthland City, and found a tutor in a government study.

At the same time, I also discovered that there was a lively and beautiful girl following the tutor.

Squinting her eyes, she saw that it was Princess Alice, the eldest daughter of Earl Robert.

I haven't seen this princess for over a year. She is already 17 years old and looks more youthful and beautiful, like a flower bud about to bloom.

While the instructor was free, Rosen walked over and told him about his plan.

"Teacher, I hope to urgently manufacture a batch of ultra-high-end electric carriages for use in the upcoming magic exchange conference at Swan Lake."

Anna immediately understood Rosen's intention: "Are you planning to take this opportunity to expand the market?"

"That's right."

Anna thought about it carefully and asked, "When exactly will the conference be held?"

"Maybe in three months. Will it be in time?"

Anna nodded: "The factory in Ruhr County is definitely too late, but there is a small production line on Sturgeon Island, which can currently produce an average of three electric carriages a day."

"If we make some minor changes, we should be able to produce 300 vehicles in three months. Uh, that seems a bit too little."

The production capacity of the White Sturgeon Island is to produce 300 electric carriages in three months. Compared with the rest of the world, this is pitifully small.

But considering that this is a brand new means of transportation and most of the details were built from scratch, this speed is quite good.

Once the Ruhr County factory and corresponding supporting factories are established, the monthly output can be increased by about ten times, and 1,000 vehicles can be produced per month.

Rosen thought for a moment and said, "300 will be enough. We will specially entertain the top 300 mages."

300 cars are not a lot, but they are enough for advertising.

After finishing the business, Rosen planned to find an opportunity to get intimate with his mentor, but he found a light bulb next to him.

Princess Alice looked at him with her big eyes blinking, with an expression of curiosity and admiration on her face.

"Your Excellency the Duke, can I participate in the magic exchange conference?"

"certainly."

"Then can you give me some advice on my magic practice?"

The tutor immediately reprimanded: "Alice, didn't the Duke write a book? Can't you read it yourself?"

Alice pouted immediately: "How can what is written in the book be better than what the Duke teaches in person?"

"The Duke is very busy."

Rosen found it quite interesting to see his aunt and niece singing the same tune.

He laughed and said, "When the magic exchange conference comes, come to Swan Castle and I will teach you."

"Okay, it's settled then!"

Alice was very happy.

Seeing that Alice was always following her tutor and Rosen could never find a chance to be alone, he suddenly felt a little regretful.

Just as I was about to return to Swan Castle, I heard my mentor say, "Alice, I have an important document here. Please help me deliver it to Master Lemire."

"Yes, auntie."

The innocent Princess Alice took the documents and trotted away.

"Click~~"

The study door was closed. Tutor Anna bit her lips lightly and looked at Rosen with moist eyes.

How could Rosen not understand? He immediately cast a Breathless Crystal Wall.

More than half an hour later, he left Rutland City with satisfaction.

The next morning, the news that Duke Weilan would hold a magic exchange conference spread quickly throughout the Natural Alliance via lightning messengers.

Aaron.

Dange had just had an argument with several troublemakers in the cabinet because the cabinet ministers demanded that the royal family's daily income and expenditure details be made public and that the royal family's expenses be cut.

For example, the number of dishes on the king's table should be reduced to 10, only two more than the Duke of Vilan across the sea.

The reason was that Aaron's financial situation was bad and he needed to save money.

Dange was naturally unwilling to do so. He became a noble so that he could achieve great things, not to find a group of shabby commoners to take care of the number of dishes on his table.

The two sides had a very unpleasant argument, and then Dange received news from Weilan.

"This Duke Weilan is causing trouble again!"

As soon as he read the content of the message, he knew that Duke Weilan wanted to attract magical talents from various countries and develop the domestic magical industry.

Would he agree to this? Of course not! He immediately summoned the cabinet minister he had just appointed.

"Issue a ban, strictly prohibiting Mage Aaron from participating in Weilan's magic conference!"

The Cabinet Secretary of State is also a master of magic. He is in his early fifties and has a very stubborn personality.

He was the leader among the ministers who had just quarreled with Dange.

Upon hearing this, his brows knitted tightly together: "Your Majesty, Duke Weilan is a seventh-ring mage. He is willing to share his achievements in magic. This is a blessing for all the mages in the alliance."

"If our Mage Aaron doesn't participate, Kao and Mage Levender will definitely participate. That's unfair to Mage Aaron!"

Dange was angry. He picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it on the ground, making a loud "bang" sound.

"Old man, are you deliberately going against me?!"

The Minister of State's brows jumped: "Your Majesty, it is my duty to provide correct advice."

"What a bullshit job! I promoted you to be the Minister of State. What I want is for you to support me, not to oppose me in everything!"

"From now on, you are no longer a government minister. Pack your bags and get out!"

"Also, you are also Mage Aaron, you are not allowed to participate in Weilan's magic exchange conference, otherwise it will be regarded as treason!"

The dismissed finance minister's face turned livid. He bowed slightly to Danger, then turned and left without saying a word.

Danger was very unhappy, so he went to find Sanchester to vent his frustration.

"Sage, I now find these commoners more annoying than the nobles!"

The nobles were very good at reading people's faces and at least knew to respect him. But these commoners were different. They were all very serious and seemed to not take him, the king, seriously at all.

Sanchester frowned when he heard this:

"Your Majesty, there is nothing wrong with what Master Drake did. I think you should humbly accept the correct suggestions."

Danger felt even more depressed: "Sage, of course I know what he said is right, but I need him to come up with a solution instead of going against me."

Sanchester said, "Your Majesty, there is no solution to this problem. You can only admit defeat in this matter and make up for the loss in other events."

"After all, we don't have the huge influence of a Seventh Ring Mage."

"But we can improve the treatment of mages and increase investment in various spells to retain Aaron's talents."

Danger stopped listening halfway through.

"Okay, okay, I get it. I will do as you say, but I absolutely do not agree to Master Aaron attending the Weilan Magic Conference!"

"He wants to hold a magic conference, so I will hold one too. It will be bigger, better, and more grand than his, and I will grab all his people."

After saying that, he turned and left without paying attention to Sanchester's reaction.

Sanchester watched Danger leave, knowing in his heart that Danger, who had experienced the Night of Bloody Knife and tasted the pleasure of absolute power, had changed a little.

"Alas, you are a warrior after all. Your soul is not strong enough to maintain your original intention in the face of such a huge impact."

In this regard, Duke Weilan, a seventh-ring wizard, is at the other extreme.

The other party has been moving towards the same goal from beginning to end, without any change.

This can be clearly seen from the various policies and decrees issued by the other party and from the public's evaluation of the Duke.

Comparing the two sides, Dange was a bit drifting with the flow, advancing and retreating, while Duke Weilan was like a strong bow, gathering strength bit by bit.

When the bow is fully charged and the arrow is shot out, I wonder what kind of amazing scene will be created.

He couldn't help but think: 'Are mortals ultimately powerless against gods?'

Then he couldn't help but think: "This magic exchange conference is really rare, maybe I should find a chance to go there."

(End of this chapter)