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She seemed to suddenly remember something, and a look of surprise flashed across her face:

"Grand Tutor, when you sent the letter to Yumen, did you foresee this day? Yes, yes, if a Grandmaster were to take action, wouldn't a mere knightly contest be a piece of cake?"

“I didn’t say that.” The Grand Tutor glanced at her. “I’m not some kind of divinely ordained master. How could I make arrangements in advance when even Prime Minister Ernst hasn’t made a decision?”

"However, Ciqiu, our Great Yan Dynasty believes in going with the flow and acting according to the times."

"If I were to suggest sending the Grandmaster abroad for resettlement, there would certainly be numerous obstacles, and I would be subjected to verbal attacks in the court. It's laughable that they never cared about the lives of those brothers and sisters before, but now they're acting as moral guardians. Humph!"

"But if I were to say that the Grandmaster went abroad to compete and bring glory to the Great Yan, wouldn't that fit the impression I've always left on the people in the court?"

The Grand Tutor belonged to the faction that advocated appointing people based on merit. Appointing people based on merit is a nicer way of putting it. His true attitude should be to make the best use of all available resources.

After all, each of the Sui Bian is an incredible behemoth. Killing or driving them away would be too wasteful. It would be much better if they could serve the Great Yan!

There were many in the court who shared his views, and as the Grand Tutor held one of the Three Dukes, he naturally became the leader of this faction. This was the stereotype he left on the people of the court.

Use what you can, and make the most of everything!

The Grand Tutor packed the last garment into his trunk, then closed it. He looked at Ning Ciqiu, a smile playing on his lips that sent a chill down Ning Ciqiu's spine.

"This is an opportunity, isn't it?"

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Chapter 360 With a slight move, two churches were destroyed.

Iberia, the courtroom.

Dalio was among the first to leave Kjerag. The day after the World's Fair closed, he grabbed Eleanor, who was completely unaware of what had happened, and hurriedly left Kjerag. They even bought standing-room-only train tickets, displaying a bold determination to carry the train if it wouldn't move!

Ernst didn't quite understand what had happened, but judging from the fact that people from Victoria, Letania, and Colombia came to ask him where the Iberian delegation was in the following days, Dario had probably done something that was universally loved and admired.

Otherwise, why would anyone still be thinking about him even after the expo has ended?

He left earliest, so naturally he was also the first to arrive in Iberia. Although Iberia was poor, Dario was now quite wealthy. When he passed through Victoria, he paid for a 4x4 off-road vehicle for the court, finally helping them escape the predicament of having to take a bus tour when traveling long distances.

The young disciple, Elinie, expressed her confusion about this.

She felt terrified when she saw those ridiculously expensive off-road vehicles at the dealership. She felt even more terrified when her mentor pulled out a card without a word and started swiping it.

Oh no, Master is hallucinating! Where did he get so much money?

When the owner of the 4S store, Victoria, returned the card with a beaming smile and happily asked him if he wanted to add some accessories or get some documents processed, Elena felt her worldview collapse.

If it weren't for her rather poor literary skills—she barely graduated from a church-run primary school and could only write about things like a red sun, fair cheeks, and little hands holding hands—she could easily write a book now: "About My Teacher and Foster Father Who Was Actually a Hidden Millionaire and Hadn't Told Me to Test Me!"

Can we fast forward to the point where he turns eighteen, the Dragon King returns, and he inherits the family business?

What am I thinking about?

Elena shook her head, erasing those strange thoughts from her mind.

"My master must have his reasons for doing this. Hmm, he must be trying to teach me the meaning of frugality! Just because we have money doesn't mean we can be extravagant and wasteful; that would only lead to a waste of resources!"

Elena felt she understood something.

So she followed Dario on their journey back to Iberia, shopping all the way until they finally returned to the courthouse.

Now it was Carmen's turn to be confused.

Looking at Dario's trunk overflowing with all sorts of edible and inedible, usable and unusable supplies, he took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes.

I might have a blood and flesh deformity; why is my vision having problems?

After rubbing it several times to confirm that the thing being "unloaded" in front of her was indeed the one Dario had taken out of his new car, Carmen finally couldn't help but ask:

"Dario, what are you doing...?"

"Master! Of course I went to a meeting."

Dario answered matter-of-factly, though his expression still held a hint of doubt.

"Didn't you arrange for me to go?"

"That's true...but..."

Carmen was momentarily speechless, unsure how to describe the scene before her.

I did ask you to attend a meeting, but it was a meeting, not a business trip with a caravan!

Where did you get all this stuff? This vehicle, this cannon, these weapons—none of them look cheap!

Where did you get so much money?

Wait, where's Elena? Where's my little grand-apprentice?

You wouldn't sell her, would you?

"Grandmaster! I'm here!"

Elena jumped out of the passenger seat, dressed in a Victorian-style ladylike dress. The cinched waist and pleated skirt didn't seem suitable for fighting with Hai Si, but it suited the aesthetics of a girl Elena's age.

She skipped and hopped over to Carmen's side. Her movements seemed somewhat out of place with her outfit, but it didn't diminish the cuteness that a girl her age should have.

"What do you want from me?"

She asked happily.

Carmen looked her up and down, then nodded.

"It's nothing. This outfit is quite nice. You can wear it normally, but change it off when you go to the battlefield so you don't get it dirty."

“Yes, Grandmaster!” Elena replied crisply. “But Master bought me several outfits like this!”

Okay... several pieces?

Carmen took another deep breath, finally unable to resist, and walked over to Dario beside the car:

"Dario?"

Dario turned around: "Master, what's wrong?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm in a meeting. Master, isn't this the task you assigned me?"

Dario gave Carmen a strange look.

He felt like this conversation had just happened once before. Could it be that he had been under some kind of illusion or Originium Arts spell?

But a master is indeed a master. Dalio has been identifying Deepsea Cultists for so many years, so he naturally has that kind of judgment.

Never mind, it must be an illusion.

He put aside his doubts and said:

"Master, if there's a similar situation next time, please be sure to leave it to me!"

"Given to you?" Carmen frowned suspiciously. "What exactly happened in Kjerag? That World's Fair, they even gave you money?"

"The World's Fair doesn't pay out of pocket, but it is indeed a great platform. The money I used to buy these things was all earned during the fair."

Dario said:

"You don't know, there's more to it than that! To tell you the truth, during this World's Fair, I met with a representative from one of the countries every day. I explained the advantages and disadvantages of the ocean, denounced the dangers of the sea creatures, and discussed in depth the issues related to eradicating the deep-sea cultists. Everyone agreed that Iberia was indeed in a very difficult situation, so they all volunteered to give us some assistance!"

As Dario spoke, he took out a stack of bank cards from various countries from his pocket and handed them to Carmen.

“Look, this is all the aid funds from various countries! I used some of it to make some purchases and ordered some new equipment, which should be delivered to Iberia soon. The rest is here. Now, I'm handing it over to the court!”

"Voluntary aid?"

Carmen was somewhat skeptical. Those stingy, backward nations would willingly provide us with aid?

If they were truly enlightened, why did they only grant it this time, given how long the Great Tranquility has been over?

But Dario nodded firmly:

"Yes, as soon as I tell them about Iberia's arduous struggle against the Terrorfish, the Sea Heirs, and the Deep Sea Cultists, they all weep with joy and acknowledge our contributions."

"It is because of our sacrifice that they are able to spend the rest of their lives in peace. It is more than worthwhile for them to provide some treasures and food."

For some reason, Carmen sensed a hint of cunning in Dario's words.

I have a feeling that my eldest disciple has learned a lot from this trip.

Hmm... Judging from the amount of stuff he brought back and the fact that he handed over all the remaining money, he should, probably, maybe, have learned his lesson?

Well, regardless, Dalio's trip at least yielded some results. Although he didn't bring back any reinforcements, he did manage to bring back some funds.

For Iberia, this is enough to solve their immediate crisis.

A great achievement!

Carmen patted Dario on the shoulder with satisfaction, then suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Speaking of which, Daario, have you seen Kal'tsit?"

"seen."

Dario nodded.

"To be honest, the way I made money was taught to me by Dr. Kal'tsit."

Oh, Kal'tsit taught you that?

Wait, who did you say taught him?

Carmen stared at Dario with disbelief:

"Kal'tsit will teach you how to make money?"

Dario blinked, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"No...nothing, just lamenting how times have really changed. Even an old guy like me is starting to lose touch."

Carmen sighed softly.

Kal'tsit can teach people how to make money, but Iberia is still in this mess; he was greatly shocked.

He patted Dario on the back:

"Alright, now that you're back, go and rest for a bit. I won't assign you any tasks for the next few days."

To everyone's surprise, Dario refused:

"No, teacher."

"I have to go on another long trip!"

"Hmm?" Carmen raised an eyebrow. "And going out? Where to?"

Dario said, "On my way back, I saw in Victoria that the Games of Nations would be held in the Grand Knights Territory of Kazimierz."

"How could we Iberians be absent from such an occasion?"

"I'm willing to volunteer, teacher, let me go! I promise I'll bring back two more churches!"

"What?" Carmen wondered if she hadn't heard him clearly.

Realizing he had let something slip, Dario quickly corrected himself, "I meant, teacher, let me go! I'm sure I can bring back two trophies for Iberia and let the world know the strength of Iberia!"

Chapter 361 It feels like they're just going to fry fish.

"The World Games? Victoria doesn't need something like that to prove her strength."

The Duke of Caesar smiled dismissively, seemingly unconcerned about the new information.

But turning her head, she looked at Rita and Fiona who were following behind her and said:

"However, I did promise that Grand Knight Commander Kazimierz that I should give her some face and send someone to say hello."

It was said to be just a token gesture, but it was really just for show. The Duke of Caesar had no interest in knightly competitions; in fact, she felt quite averse to the word "knight."

Why? Victoria used to have knights, and its chivalric culture was quite illustrious. Tower Knights and steam knights were once objects of envy and nobility, indispensable figures in fairy tales and legends. But now, these knights have all vanished from Victoria. Where did they go? Surely they couldn't have hidden themselves away because they were too shy?

The plan to eliminate the knights was devised by the Duke of Caesar. Her hands were stained with the blood of the Tower Knights and the Steam Knights, yet no one could bring her to trial.

As for supporting the Grand Knight, it was just a transaction. She was a shrewd political creature; if there was no benefit for her, she would eliminate him; if there was, she would use him. It didn't mean she had any particular attitude towards the knights.

She asked Rita and Fiona: