Father Mavie

Chapter 243 The Last Straw (Please Subscribe!!!)

"Father, it has been two days."

At night, in the study room on the second floor of the Znamensky Cathedral, Dino looked at the bill in front of him and let out a long sigh.

It has been two full days since the distribution of broth and dairy products started yesterday, and it ended today. The Church of Truth's operating funds can no longer be described as shrinking.

Not a drop really.
Fortunately, the materials needed for tomorrow have been delivered to the warehouse outside the city, and we can see how long it lasts for a day. If no new funds flow in by the end of tomorrow, then no matter what Mavi says, Dino will stop distributing broth and dairy products.

The reason is very simple, they have no money to pay the farmers, even tomorrow's final payment has not yet been settled!

Dino once again felt the crisis. This feeling reminded him of the failed investment three years ago.

History seems to be repeating itself. He studs all over and put his wealth on the gambling table. However, signs of failure have appeared, and it is difficult to continue.

As someone who has experienced it, Dino will never agree to Ma Wei's sale or mortgage of assets. Three days is enough to prove success or failure. Why do we need to continue to increase investment?

"Dino, I'm not in business, and this is not an investment."

Beside the dim desk, Ma Wei nestled in a chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and said with lowered eyebrows: "This is a psychological war. Whoever can't hold on first will lose."

Dino didn't know why Ma Wei was so calm, he said eagerly: "They can stand on the sidelines, but we really can't hold on!"

"Standing on the sidelines? No. The time left for them is running out." Ma Wei took a sip of hot tea and said with a smile: "Didn't you notice that there has been no movement from Paul I's side these two days?"

"I found out, so what?"

"There is no movement, which means that they are also watching, wanting to see the limits of the Church of Truth, and we are the only ones who know the limits of the Church of Truth." Ma Wei said softly: "The reason they have this idea is because the Church of Truth is very small. , It is difficult to afford such a huge expenditure, so when we persist for three days, what will happen? What will they think? A beggar suddenly went shopping and took out almost all his savings, what does this situation mean?"

His eyelids twitched slightly, and Dino thought, "A beggar who goes shopping? Interesting analogy. According to normal logic, if a beggar suddenly spends money like crazy, either he has made a fortune recently, or he is looking for death. "

"What if this beggar has been cautious before, spending every penny carefully?"

"Then he is absolutely crazy." Dino said firmly.

Ma Wei nodded: "So, other people think the same way. I just want to put pressure on them and make them have the illusion that in the eyes of Paul I, we are lunatics, but after seeing the military exploits of Finn Drost In the eyes of the nobles, we are nouveau riche who have made a fortune, and retaliatory consumption behavior is justifiable."

Dino's eyes lit up, and he fully realized it.

After meeting Finn Drost, the military nobles all knew that the Church of Truth had a big sponsor, and the real reason why they were hesitant was whether the Church of Truth could cope with Paul I's offensive.

Right now, the Church of Truth has used broth and dairy products to raise its prestige to an appalling level, proving its own strength. At the same time, the unresponsive Paul I will also make the military nobles feel that the king may fail.

Ma Wei's unreasonable act of playing cards just achieved a delicate balance, which not only broke the situation, but also paved the way for the future!
Psychological warfare!
After being excited for a while, Dino suddenly thought of something: "No, we can hold on for three days at most. If the military nobles don't send supplies tomorrow, then won't we reveal our secrets?"

"That's right." Mavi took out his pocket watch, opened it with a snap, and stared at the beating second hand: "Now, Levin should be ready."

"what to prepare?"

"The straw that broke the camel's back."

Under the dark night sky, heavy snowflakes were flying, and countless snowflakes fell with the wind, covering the roof of the carriage.

This is a convoy of goods traveling in heavy snow. Dim yellow kerosene lamps hang on both sides of the front of the car, like the pupils of a giant dragon in the darkness. The workers shouted in unison, pushed the carriage out of the muddy pit, and moved slowly towards Tyumen City. .

The tinkling of bells carried the night, and anyone who saw the convoy would have thought it was laden, and it was.

The tented carriage is loaded with a large piece of beef wrapped in oilcloth, a whole barrel of milk, cheese like a millstone, and sugar.
As they got closer to Qiumen City, more and more eyes noticed the convoy. They all hid in the darkness and observed carefully, not daring to get too close for fear of being discovered by the other party.

Perhaps because the cargo was too heavy, the axle of a carriage suddenly broke, and the carriage suddenly overturned, and the loaded cargo fell into the snow. beef, cheese.
"Damn! What are you doing?!"

Amidst the scolding, a gorgeously dressed young man got out of the car, his face was hidden in a black velvet cloak, his face could not be seen clearly, and his anger could only be imagined from his fierce body language.

The workers hurriedly unloaded the goods on the carriage and put them on other carriages. With such a heavy snowstorm, repairing the axles would have to wait until tomorrow.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit and blew off the young man's black velvet hood. The young man's face changed. He quickly grabbed the hood and put it on again. While fastening the black ribbon, he looked around cautiously, as if he was afraid of his identity. exposed.

but.
A fleeting moment is enough for eyes in the dark to see his appearance clearly.

The eldest son of Baron Vladimir's family - Goffman!

Why is he here?

Why did he transport beef and cheese to Tyumen?
What does he want to do? !

All kinds of doubts came to mind, and they were quickly answered.

there is only one truth.
Baron Vladimir has joined the Church of Truth!

After arriving at this answer, the peeping sights in the darkness disappeared one after another, and with faint anger, they quickly escaped into the snowstorm.

Soon, the goods were reloaded, and the convoy embarked on the journey again, while the gorgeously dressed young man also returned to the front carriage.

Anger melted like ice and snow, and his face returned to calm. The young man tightly held the Siren's Tears in his hand, his eyes swept to the darkness on both sides, his lips squirmed, and he said to himself:

"Am I acting too much?"

(End of this chapter)