According to the pre-arranged itinerary, Ferrid and Lovier are going to Coretta next, and they have something else to do.

The two did not disclose what it was, but Martin guessed that it should be related to the Oric family.

Because according to all of them, there may be members of the Oric family coming to Faralinburg for training in the future and asking the Count to help take care of him.

The Count prepared luggage for them, including some essential items on the journey, which was very rich, and it was considered in every aspect, completely exceeding the expectations of the two.

They also expressed their sincere gratitude to the Count's meticulousness and generosity.

After seeing off the two, Martin got together with the Earl and discussed issues related to Reims for a while.

It mainly focuses on why Lance attacked Gapher.

For the land?

Not likely.

Relatively speaking, the Katche Basin is more fertile.

The Snow Mountain of Siva has caused the Annu Fortress and the surrounding area of ​​Faralin to be basically hilly, which is not suitable for farming and also greatly restricts traffic.

Gaph's grain production site is concentrated in the West Coast, very far from Reims.

For the population?

The Temple of Life encourages childbirth, so the population of the Kingdom of Lance has always been the largest of the three kingdoms.

It is also because of the population dividend that we can not only obtain a large amount of cheap labor in the country, but also form a sufficient number of troops, so we have the confidence to fight everywhere.

Martin and the Earl did not discuss any obvious results.

The regime in the Kingdom of Lance was concentrated and treated non-sanctuary extraordinary people very strictly, making it difficult to send spies to steal useful intelligence.

But that doesn't mean there is no way.

Trade is a means.

It is hidden and hard to guard against.

Unless the other party chooses to block trade and close the country, there will inevitably be a way to penetrate.

Since December, Lance has stationed troops in the Bryce Valley, and the fact of war has been formed.

Although there has been no official announcement from the Gapher Empire due to the civil war, the two sides have started a war in the Traveler Hill.

Since the Lance army attacked Fararin by boat in early December, Fararin has no large fleet dared to travel to Rearin.

The fleets of the Kingdom of Lance continued to trade at sea under the banner of Tishvin.

Under this situation, they also brought them extremely rich profits, which were huge profits.

The Lance people who tasted the sweetness certainly were unwilling to give up this huge cake.

There is a lot of stuff to do in this.

Originally, the Earl thought Martin would propose to completely ban any ship from transporting goods to Lance and cut off the trade routes between the two countries.

But after some discussion, Martin's unexpected proposal inspired the Count and was already considering the operability.

I believe that with his decisive character, he will soon make plans and put them into practice.

...

When Martin left the Earl's manor and returned to Shijiang Hall, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Fry and the captain are not there.

They went out to handle the case.

During this period, the few cases assigned to their team were basically handled by the hard-working captain.

Doriani is studying probability theory with relish, and it seems that there is a considerable progress.

This is also worth proof of Martin's ever-improving experience.

Of course, it may also come from someone else.

After all, it is worth more and more ways to gain experience right now.

I don’t know where the moon, who usually likes to lie on the table.

Martin sat down, preparing to pull out the textbook he was writing, and continued to think about what he learned in college.

Now as the course deepens, the difficulty of knowledge is getting higher and higher, and it takes longer to write textbooks.

Moreover, Martin plans to open a new chemistry class to allow more people to participate, promote the progress of the world, and also allow him to easily reap more experience points.

However, there is a lot of content that needs Martin's recollection and verification regarding chemistry, so it will take some time.

Dingding bell...

The moon came out of nowhere, and the golden dice spit out of its mouth and landed on the table in front of Doriani.

Martin was interrupted by the sound and looked up at the moon.

Its gray-black fur also has several grass leaves sandwiched.

Doriani was not surprised at all. He silently put away the golden dice and peeled off the grass leaves on the moon.

Meow--

What are you looking at? Have you never seen a cat?!

Martin read the meaning of beating from the moon's arrogant eyes.

Ald also sat upright from the lying chair and smiled and joked: "Are you so relieved of this cat? Be careful not to lose the thing by this little guy, you will regret it."

As for the moon, although several teammates have seen it very humane, they only treat it as a cat.

The golden dice is a real extraordinary item, but it is often played with by the moon in its claws.

Martin glanced at Alder, shook his head subconsciously, thinking that you may not be as smart as the moon!

Two days ago, he saw that the moon was also reading the probability theory textbook he wrote for Doriani, and he read it very carefully, not like he was just playing around.

It happened that his experience value increased a little faster in those two days.

Martin suspected that the moon was responsible for it.

To be fair, although the moon is greedy and occasionally acts very worthy of beating, it is very likely that he is a big shot who has survived from ancient times to the present.

Although Martin would tease him occasionally, he did not really treat him as a cat...

In addition to asking for food, this guy inevitably reveals the characteristics of the cat, which makes people think that it is really a cat.

As for the danger...

Don't forget what the moon is.

The combat power in the realm of fate may not be that strong, because they have added all their talents to the ability to predict dangers.

Therefore, Martin was not very worried about the moon going out alone.

The moon also heard Ald's words, and glanced at him with a slanted look, his eyes full of contempt.

The extremely humanized look seemed to say:

"What qualifications do you have to evaluate me if you are a waste who is waiting to die?!"

Martin couldn't help but smile.

Ald sat upright and was about to say something, but immediately lay down again and ran away:

"What's the point of me chasing you a cat..."

At this time, Doriani raised his head from the book and handed Martin a few pieces of paper that were full of writing.

"This is yesterday's exercise, and it has been done." She said excitedly, obviously feeling a little accomplished.

Martin nodded slightly, took it and began to check it carefully.

Hearing Doriani's words, the moon came over and jumped onto Martin's shoulder, stretched out his head to look at the homework in his hand.

The bored Alder also sat next to Martin.

In the eyes of several teammates, Martin often raises some tricky and interesting questions.

For the fire, thinking about these strange problems can be regarded as a way to relieve boredom while investigating the case.

So whenever you have the opportunity, everyone will brainstorm and study the answers together.

Martin likes this atmosphere too.

He originally hoped to get more people to participate.

The key is that the occasional fantasy ideas can always bring him substantial benefits.

"There are several people in a room, and their birthdays are different. When you walk into this room, there is at least one-half chance that you can find someone who is on the same day as your birthday. How many people are there in the room?"

Alder slowly read out the first question.

"This is not simple. Three hundred and fifty days a year, divided by two, one hundred and seventy-five!" Alder replied without hesitation.

Martin nodded, and the answer was the same as Doriani.
To be continued...