System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Now this lawyer is completely unreliable. Elizabeth looked in the direction of the queen, and suddenly found that the queen's brows were slightly frowned.

I hope that the system of the saint, if implemented, will not only affect the work efficiency of Ibiza.

Even people in other regions will ask for a reduction in working hours, which will directly affect the final taxation of the royal family.

If this trend spreads to the entire Great Saya Empire, it is conceivable how much tax revenue the royal family will lose.

The queen would never agree to such a ridiculous thing.

After knowing this, Elizabeth was not in a hurry, but looked at the civilians who were cheering in the audience, and felt a little funny.

These ridiculous moths want to crawl over when they see a little light, but they don't realize that they are already in a transparent glass cover.

All struggles are in vain.

After the Holy Maiden of Hope sat down, the cheers gradually subsided, and Elizabeth looked at Syl, who was looking at her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Very good speech..." Elizabeth put her left hand on the table, and her thumb was subconsciously stroking the ring of the stone ring on her hand. She looked at Syl and said slowly, "But do you want to manage it?" Question?"

"Have you ever thought about which factory owner would agree to stay in Ibiza after you established such a treaty?"

"How about moving to a place farther away and building a new 'Ibiza'?"

Elizabeth pointedly pointed out the most important point in Searle's unrealistic fantasy.

That is, factory owners who need to make a profit will not continue to choose to set up factories in Ibiza.

This is not their land itself, they just leased the land from the nobles and invested in building factories.

Except for some people who originally managed the factory on behalf of Barlow Bwonsamdi, most of the rest are factory owners who only need to pay taxes and rent, and are responsible for their own profits and losses.

If everything is really implemented as Searle said, it seems that there is no need to continue investing in the construction of factories in the Ibiza District.

Because I chose this place at the beginning, I just chose Ibiza's extremely low labor cost.

If even this advantage is lost, I believe that most factories will choose to move to the wilderness outside the city, closer to the river.

Although the transportation fee will definitely increase, this transportation fee can be easily obtained by squeezing the workers.

At that time, Ibiza will become a veritable slum, with only the seemingly beautiful but shackle-like "965" on the top, and the poor people who are in panic all day long after losing their jobs.

Elizabeth's words also made some smart people start to think about this issue, but a considerable number of civilians were very angry at Elizabeth's words.

They felt that the Earl was refuting the Saintess of Sil, who wanted to deprive them of the benefits of "965".

However, after the civilians who took the lead in insulting the Earl were dragged away by the guards, the atmosphere at the scene dropped to freezing point.

Because if you calm down and think about it, what the earl said is correct.

If sufficient profits cannot be obtained in Ibiza, the factory owners will take their experience and production materials and go directly to another place where labor is cheaper.

At that time, in the Ibiza area without factories, people's source of income will disappear directly, and life may be better than before.

After all, the factory owners are not here for charity, and no one can guarantee that they will definitely keep the factory in Ibiza.

To put it bluntly, the plan of the Holy Maiden of Hope completely only considered the Church of the Goddess of Hope, while ignoring other forces.

Because this "965" plan from beginning to end, only benefited from the Goddess of Hope.

Everyone turned their eyes to the Saintess of Sil again, hoping to hear some exciting news from her mouth.

And Searle, who was also under the spotlight of everyone, spoke slowly.

Syl looked at Queen Testi sitting in the middle, and said slowly:

"If I hope that the Goddess Cult can successfully purchase these lands, I will definitely organize a negotiation with the factory owners..."

Searle spread his right hand slightly to the right, and said with a smile: "I will come up with a reason that they cannot refuse."

At this moment, Syl's strong aura and self-confidence will subconsciously make people believe her words, not to mention the queen, even Elizabeth has been affected to a certain extent.

Originally, in Elizabeth's imagination, it was impossible for Queen Testi to agree to the plan of the Goddess of Hope, but she also smiled and said:

"Of course I believe in the Goddess of Hope, and I believe in you, Syl."

Elizabeth's brows were slightly frowned at the queen's words.

Her eyes began to move back and forth between the queen and Syl, and Elizabeth began to doubt their relationship.

Could it be that the queen and the saint have met in private?What deal was even struck?

no...impossible...

Elizabeth stayed behind as a secret agent in the royal family, so that Elizabeth could know that the royal family had no visitors at all these days.

And the only visitor, besides himself, was the commoner lover of Princess Tess who only existed in the scandal...

Does that person have an indescribable connection with the Holy Maiden of Hope?

Elizabeth immediately connected the two, but even if she knew there was something tricky in it, she couldn't investigate the matter immediately.

In terms of preliminary investigations...Elizabeth can be said to have lost completely.

Mingming hoped that the saint would stay at home for the past two days, and obviously the other high-level members of the church did not take any special actions...

Why?Why can they arrange all this in advance?

Elizabeth looked at Searle.

Instinct told Elizabeth that there must be something wrong with the saint in front of her.

According to the spy's information, a Transcendent with a high rank went out of the window of the Saintess's room, and he went to Ibiza, the home of the puppet master Fina...

The saint of hope...the puppet master...the clown...these seemingly jumping identities are wonderfully connected together.

Elizabeth thought of the Andaman who was sent to kidnap the saint and was "manslaughter" by a suspected clown.

As reported by the spy guards, a man wearing a silver mask sent the seriously injured saint back to the monastery...

Elizabeth's thoughts immediately became clear.

It turns out... from the very beginning, it was not different people who had been obstructing my plan.

It's a secretive, premeditated organization.

This organization has precisely and spared no effort to sabotage its own plans several times...

The shame of being repeatedly sabotaged, and all the things that have been going wrong lately, all are known until now.

Elizabeth was not angry, she began to become very calm... The enemy who was originally in the dark came to the light, and Elizabeth's originally depressed heart was released.

It's hidden deep enough...Holy Maiden...

Who would have thought that the majestic Goddess of Hope taught the saint, the chosen one among the gods, would have a good relationship with murderous clowns and all kinds of weird superhumans...

Not to mention other people, even Elizabeth didn't dare to think about this kind of thing before.

Elizabeth raised her eyes and looked at Syl in front of her.

Then he turned his head slightly and scanned the surroundings. The queen, guards, church representatives, people... everything was so orderly.

Everyone is in this seemingly orderly chessboard, playing games with each other and sucking blood from each other, just to seek more benefits for their own forces.

It was too calm, too calm to stir up a storm, and there was no way for her to take advantage of the chaos to seize power.

But now, it's time for this game to come to an end.

Elizabeth withdrew her gaze, looked at Searle again, and said lightly:

"Unless you can really come up with a solution, it's just empty talk."

"I can apply to postpone the negotiation for one or two days, so that you have enough time to negotiate with the factory owners. This is also for the benefit of the empire."

"I hope you can give us a satisfactory answer, Your Highness the Holy Maiden."

Having said that, Elizabeth turned her head, looked at Demi standing behind her, patted her right hand with her left hand, and said calmly:

"Demi, you can stay and negotiate with the saint for the next thing. All your speeches will represent my will."

After finishing speaking, Elizabeth stood up, like a gentleman, and saluted Searle and the queen: "I am busy with business, so I will take my leave first."

It looks like a procrastination that has run away.

Everyone thought so, except Searle.

Syl had been staring at the stone ring on Elizabeth's left hand from the very beginning when she placed it on the table.

Just now, as if to comfort her, Elizabeth patted the right hand of the female lawyer Demi lightly. When her left hand appeared in Searle's sight again, the stone ring disappeared.

not right... not right...

There must be something wrong.......

This negotiation went so smoothly from beginning to end, so smooth that Syl couldn't believe it.

Seeing Elizabeth who was slowly walking down the high platform and walking towards the carriage under the leadership of the guards, Syl frowned.

Elizabeth, who was as old and cunning as a fox, who had brought countless death threats to Syl, would be so easily suppressed by Syl from the beginning to the end?

Syl began to feel a little uneasy.

She even wanted to stop for two seconds to find out where the stone ring went, but suddenly the voice of the missionary came from her mind.

[Missionary]: "An old friend is coming, go, saint, run!"

The missionary, who had always been very calm, now became anxious.

Syl stood up quickly, his brain suddenly became chaotic, and it felt like the whole world was spinning upside down.

With some difficulty, Syl turned his eyes to the direction of the civilians, and found that they were still booing because of Elizabeth's departure, but Elizabeth's carriage did not drive towards the street, but directly opened the more expensive teleportation circle , seems to be teleported away directly.

Looking at the queen, even the queen looked at herself with a dissatisfied expression, as if she was asking herself why Elizabeth had been delayed for another week.

Finally, Searle turned his gaze to Demi who was on the opposite side.

There seemed to be doubts on Demi's face, she held a stone ring that was gradually shattering in her hand, and there seemed to be a note in her hand.

"—The sacred object that has sacrificed enough lives will be dedicated to Her Majesty the Queen and Her Majesty the Holy Maiden of Hope."

Demi read the words above slowly.

"pat-"

The last crack on the stone ring also shattered, and the complete white jade ring appeared in front of everyone, perfect and eye-catching.

[Missionary]: "This is a piece of the sacred tablet that has been sacrificed for a long time! You can't stop it even if you step back for two seconds! If you don't leave, you will die!"

[Holy Maiden]: "But... what about so many civilians staying here?"