On the upper floor of the castle, when Frederick learned the purpose of these people's visit, he was stunned.
At his noble level, he certainly knew what supernatural beings were. He had even heard of the most mysterious pagans from the East—the psychics.
However, when a living psychic stood in front of him, he immediately felt a great fear.
It was a kind of extreme fear of facing an unknown force and suddenly having no ability to protect oneself.
"Please don't worry, Your Excellency. Your mind has not been tampered with by me." Medea said with a smile, "The fact that you still doubt whether your mind has been tampered with is the best proof that I have not activated my power on you."
Frederick was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sorry, I lost my composure."
That's right, if the other party intends to do something to me, then logically speaking, he will not tell me about it.
Even though he still felt fear, the earl quickly suppressed the trembling in his heart and looked at the problem from a purely rational perspective. The result was obvious:
"I don't know whether what you said is true or not."
"Even if it's true, I won't agree to your request."
"Everyone, please go back! Just pretend you didn't say anything and I didn't hear anything."
Frederick spoke righteously, his tone was firm and his expression was dignified, leaving no room for anyone to argue.
Nora and Medea were completely speechless.
Because the two of them used their mind-reading abilities to hear the earl quickly say in his mind:
"Listen carefully. The names I'm going to mention next are the stubborn ones in the tribe who are most opposed to war... Please brainwash them thoroughly. The next few names are fence-sitters... Please reform their unsteady wills, and the rewards and other things are easy to discuss."
"What price can you afford?" Medea's voice sounded in his mind.
"Money." The Earl said directly in his mind, "The price for hiring a Transcendent is based on the market price, and it will be increased by 20%. The prerequisite is that you must do it perfectly and absolutely no one can see it."
"Deal." Medea read the price he offered.
There is no way. The Soran family is not a great noble family like the Weisbach family. Let alone magic potions, even how much spiritual materials they can produce is a problem.
But it was also good to get a huge sum of money. The earl was quite sensible, knowing that money was not as good as magic potion, so he took the initiative to make up the difference.
So everyone started to take action.
The Soren family runs several automobile assembly plants in the small town of Hesingen at the foot of the mountain. Although most of the parts are still imported from Solomon City and most of the profits are earned by Solomon Company, the remaining income is the financial foundation for the Soren family's survival.
"So there is no value in rashly expanding outward!" The noble old man in charge of the factory said angrily, "Let me tell you this, our factory's upstream supply chain basically comes from Italy and is shipped from the south."
"Today, the family took action to seize the Duke's territory in the Duchy of Swabia. Tomorrow, the Duke will send an order and the lords in the south will immediately control our freight. Our factory will have to stop production if it loses the supply! Do you know how much loss our factory will suffer for every hour of suspension of production?"