"Just have it, these are used to supplement meat." Annick didn't mind, knowing that it would be difficult to get some fresh meat at the turn of winter and spring.

"By the way, your uniform is from a special department." Horn not only talked about the topic of himself, but it seemed that this extraordinary man must have been a person who was willing to stay in the mountains and forests before.

"Yes, but don't worry, it's not the Middle Ages now. There are some free and casual people among the people, as long as they don't commit any trouble, we won't care."

Annick is hinting that he knows that you are also an extraordinary person. As long as you are honestly your hunter, you won’t care too much.

Horn's tone immediately relaxed. Then he said with a smile.

"That's fine. Now I'm still much more enlightened. People with special circumstances can not only join the army or take office in public office, but also live freely. Praise our king and the gods."

"Talk to join the army, I was back then."

Old John was about to put on his glorious years again, and Annick hurriedly interrupted him.

"Father, you have to weigh the deer first and write down the number of game booked. I can pay the payment and deposit to Mr. Horn."

Old John's bragging words stuck in his throat, and then swallowed them. With a little frustrated look, he found a scale and walked out.

Horn said politely: "Actually, you can just give it to me, anyway, they are all neighbors. I didn't raise this deer, I would be uneasy to give it to me as a raise."

"You have to be welcome. It's not easy for you to pull two children, Mr. Horn. You have also helped us clear the threat of coyotes. It's not too much for you to take this little money from public or private."

After Annick finished politely, he remembered the chemical materials in his diary and the casual reminder.

"By the way, Mr. Horn, if you want to do chemical experiments or try some engraving runes, it is best to build a small wooden house to isolate it. You don't know that I have a subordinate who can cause me some shock every time he does an experiment. I am considering sweeping him out and building a room for him so that if there is a fire or leak, the danger will not spread. Of course, I am not worried about your technical level, but about the chemical materials that are prone to problems."

Horn was stunned for a second before slowly saying, "Chemical experiments? Oh, I got it, I'm trying to make some materials for traps so that the perfect fur can be preserved."

"That's fine. I'll urge our old man to give you a list soon."

Annick got up and went to find Old John, not sure if he was busy.

In the Palace of Our Lady of Lumang, after breakfast early in the morning, Elizabeth, who was supposed to be waiting for the lecture, knocked on the door of Charles II's study.

"Father, are you busy?"

Charles II was watching the news from the north body. The upper left corner was not the top secret in red font, and the word "special line" written in golden handwriting, and a rose lion seal stamped on it.

Charles II put the paper into the drawer and said to the door: "Come in."

Elizabeth pushed open the door and caught her father as if she was in a good mood. Not only did she have a slight tide of undetectable rise in the corner of her mouth, but her figure was also very relaxed.

I didn't dare to look at it anymore. After all, my father was a saint. Elizabeth quickly walked to the desk and asked, "My father, our royal family should have taken some measures against this economic crisis. I want to donate some of the funds under my name."

Charles II looked at her with a slightly surprised look, and then asked back: "Why? Our princess is increasingly concerned about politics? Unlike your two brothers, they are working hard to make friends with various new nobles and old families. Why do you care about those people who have no titles and no influence?"

Elizabeth was a little embarrassed, her hands were involuntarily intertwined. She recalled Mr. Detective's words and reorganized them.

"My father, because what we eat, wear, and use are all created by these workers at the bottom. They may not have noble blood, no lofty status, or even the nationality of our kingdom. Shouldn't we share some of what we enjoy with them? Just like a neighbor's fire, we obviously have a lot of water, so why don't we evenly give it a little to help put out the fire."

Charles II didn't say anything, but pulled out a long sword and placed it in front of Elizabeth, and then slowly said: "My daughter, before you, including your brother, thinks that our royal family can rely on this. This sword or the force owned by the royal family, we rely on the power of violence and fear to make people surrender. You can realize that the cornerstone of society is actually the workers, farmers, and soldiers who did not even have surnames before, have made great progress. Instead of being a lofty charity pose to pity them."

When Elizabeth heard his father say this, he felt energetic and asked, "Dad, do you agree with my idea? Should our royal family take the initiative to help them?"

Charles II shook his head and said something Elizabeth could not imagine.

"It is only when you can think of this that I will oppose your actions. Being close to the people is a good thing. A member of parliament, an official, and a professor will undoubtedly gain a good reputation for making people-friendly actions. But our royal family cannot do it, at least in the current social environment."

Elizabeth was about to ask a question, but Charles II stopped her and then explained: "What can we support us in the Weting family besides those so-called sacred bloodlines that have been wearing for thousands of years and the streets are full of so-called sacred bloodlines? In the church and the world of the extraordinary, we are naturally the legendary masters of our Weting family. But you can't explain these to ordinary people, so we can only instill false things such as bloodlines and law into them."

Elizabeth's eyes rolled and then immediately reacted.

"So our royal family maintains a sense of mystery and sacredness? Separate from the vast and lowest-level people?"

Charles II said with a smile: "You are not stupid. We are now separated from ordinary people by nobles. They can contact the most nobles. If they can also contact the daily life of our royal family, knowing that the noble princes and princesses also have the joys, sorrows and sorrows of ordinary people, and have the object they like. Others don't know whether they will lose their sense of sacredness, then what is the meaning of our royal family?"

Elizabeth's face turned slightly red, and then asked without giving up, "Then we just watched the boat break a hole and started to leak and didn't go to repair it?"

Charles II gently touched her head and said, "It's not that it's not that it's necessary to use methods, such as installing some people to the people, launching a call for and wishing activities, and requesting the royal family to help the poor and unemployed workers. Also, the royal family cannot directly interfere in the cabinet now, and there are still many members loyal to the royal family. At this time, you have to choose an inconspicuous person and let him make things difficult for the cabinet in the parliament. Let the Ministry of Finance find a way to solve it quickly. When they have no money, they will naturally come to ask for help. In short, the royal family needs to be referees rather than contestants. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!