Unspeakable bubbles

“His Majesty Charles does nothing and gets a 1% cut every year for nothing... that’s a bit too much.” Carmen frowned slightly.

“Our business can be expanded to the central government in the future. Without His Majesty Charles’s approval, we will have to give up the profits here.”

"Of course, if it's just to get him to nod his head, one percent of the commission is indeed too much."

William sat up straight: "With this 10% share, we can try to win the title of Earl."

"Title?"

Carmen said thoughtfully, "Please enlighten me, Your Grace."

"From now on, Your Excellency the Earl will be the leader of the Southern Alliance. The title of Earl is far too low!"

"It's impossible to directly mention a duke, but giving him a marquisate shouldn't be a problem."

I didn't know you could do it this way!

Carmen would never have imagined the intricacies of this situation without the guidance of William, an established nobleman.

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Grace!" Carmen said sincerely.

"In this way, the Golden Trade Route will still have 40% profit remaining..."

William looked at the densely packed list on the paper, pondered for a moment, and then underlined a few names with his pen.

"Lady Carmen, it's clear you've put a lot of effort into this list."

"You carefully divided the interests of each family according to their power and the amount of help they could provide in the future."

"But, too fine is not good."

William looked at Carmen: "No matter how fair you are, there will always be someone who is not satisfied."

"They won't resent the Earl; they'll just blame you."

"Lady Carmen, I don't recommend that you divide the profits this way."

"Please teach me, Your Grace."

Carmen stood up and bowed respectfully to William.

"The ones I ticked, the remaining 40% just need to be distributed to them."

"Won't all those remaining nobles be dissatisfied?"

Carmen looked at William in surprise: "We're counting on them to help us. Why would they help us if there's no benefit in it?"

"Of course there are benefits, it's just that we won't get to share them."

"Since the founding of the nation of Sain many years ago, aside from other places, the vast majority of the nobles in the south are related by marriage!"

“These people…”

William pointed to the names he had ticked: "These people play the role of 'patriarchs' in the Southern aristocratic group, and it would be most appropriate for them to share the remaining 40% of the profits."

"After they get 40% of the profits, they will share a portion with the next level, which will then share with the level after that, and so on."

"If the distribution continues layer by layer, the ultimate beneficiaries will not be just the people on your list."

"The profits from the Golden Trade Route will eventually connect the entire South like a spider web, Your Excellency Carmen. William is incredibly excited just thinking about such a future."

Only by making the Golden Trade Route stronger can the grasslands also gain more benefits. When the profits from doing business far outweigh the gains from war, only a fool would wage war!

It wasn't that William didn't believe in the prestige of the Great Black Heaven among the people of the grasslands; it was simply that he wanted to add a protective layer to the relationship between the two sides in a more practical way.

"Your Majesty the Duke..."

Carmen was shaken; he realized he had underestimated the Duke.

The few suggestions he just gave could bring immeasurable benefits to Yugoslavia in the future.

"Carmen, I've learned a lot."

Section 573, Chapter 572: Too Well Hidden

Bubble did not immediately return to her territory. At William's invitation, the little girl stayed at the Duke's mansion.

William Boyle was a man of action; that very day, he mobilized the entire family's resources to promote the 'Southern Grand Alliance' plan and visited several important figures overnight.

Compared to William, the little girl had a lot of free time.

Every day, Annie would accompany him shopping or he would visit the Blue Wing Army camp.

Today, the little girl wanted to try something different.

Instead of having lunch at the Duke's mansion, she went to a newly opened restaurant.

"Sigh, there are fewer and fewer people."

Looking around, Bubble felt a little down after noticing that two familiar faces were missing.

“Carmen had already been persuaded by the Duke to help her, but as for Lama Aguda…”

Anne was somewhat puzzled: "I didn't expect that His Excellency the Duke would personally visit this morning and invite the Master to come along."

"Some adults still have reservations, wondering if the Earl can represent the grasslands, which is why the head of the family invited the Master to accompany him," the steward Sander, who was in charge of entertaining Bubble, quickly explained.

“Mr. Sander, Anne has a question.”

Anne asked, "Once Master Agudamu shows up, those noble lords will definitely be able to guess the master's identity."

"But His Excellency the Duke clearly stated from the beginning that he would not make it clear."

“Miss Anne, the head of the family did not say it outright, but they guessed it.”

Sander smiled and said, "I guessed it but I didn't say it. Some things are better left ambiguous."

"is it?"

Anne felt there were too many intricacies among the nobility, and she preferred things to be straightforward.

“Miss Anne, gentlemen, you need to consider not only yourselves, but also your entire families.”

"It can be said that the higher the position and the more power an official holds, the more they consider..."

"Well, I usually consider a lot of things."

Sander glanced at the bored girl and wondered to himself.

Logically speaking, this person should be the busiest, so why is he so idle?

"Your Excellency, do you enjoy watching acrobatics?"

Sander suggested, "If you'd like to see it, Sander will bring over the most famous vaudeville troupe in the territory this afternoon."

"OK"

The little girl perked up a bit, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Are there any bubbles that can help?"

"What do you mean?"

“William has been running around these past few days, and Bubble wants to help him out.”

"I will relay your words to the head of the family."

“Your Excellency, please have some food.” Sander stood up and took the plate from the anxious servant.

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Sander took Bubble's words to heart and reported back to the exhausted William that evening.

"Yes, well done."

William praised him, thinking to himself that Sander was a sensible person, and that it was worth giving him another chance.

"It's time for the Earl to accompany me on a visit to some people."

William felt the time was right, and the next day he took the little girl out.

"Oh! His Highness the Duke has come in person... Could the person beside you be... Count Yog?"

“It is indeed our leader,” William said with a smile.

Hello, I'm Bubble!

"Uh, hello, I've heard so much about you."

The count was very reserved, and when he looked at Bubbles, there was even a hint of fear in his eyes.

However, as the conversation progressed, he gradually calmed down.

'She's so approachable! How come there are rumors portraying her as some kind of hideous monster?'

After a friendly conversation, the count personally escorted the two to the door.

“My Lord, there have been some unpleasant rumors about you in the south lately.”

The count said nonchalantly, "However, after actually meeting you, I realized how absurd those rumors were."

"Oh, there are rumors that bubbles are bad..."

"Oh, don't worry, I'll clarify things for you right away."

The count patted his chest and said, "As a member of the alliance, we cannot stand idly by and watch the leader's reputation be damaged!"

"Thank you!" The little girl's smile returned.

"Haha, of course, of course."

Inside the carriage, the little girl noticed William staring at her and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

“William is thinking, Leader, you are really approachable.” William naturally changed how he addressed the little girl.

“Because Bubble is a good boy,” the little girl said matter-of-factly.

"..."

William was somewhat amused and exasperated, not expecting such a response from this person.

'Speaking of which, the Alliance Leader's current appearance naturally evokes goodwill in the nobles of Sain.'

'If I had the face of a nomadic person from the grasslands, that count wouldn't have given me a friendly look.'

'Could this be the reason why the Alliance Leader chose to reincarnate into the Yog family?'