Chapter 18 Conflict Caused by Work

The surface of the swamp was extremely calm.

They were unable to enter the protected area of the divine tree, and Sinard, who had received the hunting order, had never left this place, making the whole thing fall into a strange stalemate.

Everything went in an orderly way.

The weather was not good these days, but there was still good news.

Anna's first product was finished.

As soon as Sherman got the news, he asked Anna to bring it here to have a look.

To be used as a handkerchief, Anna didn't embroider too many complicated designs but pursued a simple and noble style.

"Compared to those complicated designs, this handkerchief is really clean."

Sherman couldn't figure out the changing fashion trend of those rich women, so he specially called Sinard over.

Sinard looked at the handkerchief pickily. Anna was a little nervous and waited for her comment.

"I'm sure there will be someone who likes this handkerchief, but I don't think you need to worry about the trinket, Lady Anna."

No matter how exquisite these little things were embroidered, their uses were limited, and of course, the price was quite limited.

"Why don't you try the clothes?"

Sinard had long been unsatisfied with the current clothes. They were not beautiful in patterns and were not creative at all.

Clothes?

Anna was a little embarrassed. "But I have never tried to make clothes, although I can embroider something..."

Besides, it was difficult to change the current clothing design trend nowadays.

The clothes the aristocrats wore were very different from the clothes the citizens wore, and they wouldn't pursue so many styles.

They were well cut and comfortable to wear, which was enough to show their identity.

Let alone ordinary people. For them, food and clothing was a thing that required most of their effort.

"The ladies won't think so."

Sinard had a lot of contacts with those rich women. She often heard them complain about clothes, jewelry and other things.

In a word, they couldn't dress up well and those things can't show their charm.

They needed evening dresses and all kinds of clothes they usually wore.

An idea occurred to Sherman.

Wasn't this the direction they should work hard for?

It would take a long time to achieve their goal and they should make a good plan.

"I will try my best."

Anna also thought Sinard's idea was quite good.

It was better to look at other places than embroidering these little things.

Anna left by herself. Sinard looked at Sherman, lost for words.

Sherman was in a good mood. He didn't notice the small unnormal of Sinard, he was focusing on the blueprint.

As soon as the herb shop was set up, the next step was to build a manual workshop.

The manual workshop could produce many small things, such as pots, bowls, pans and so on.

It was a pity that there was no porcelain here. Otherwise, a kiln could be built and it would be a good thing to burn porcelain.

As the richest man in the country, the industries Sherman was involved in were not too many but not too few.

For example, it wouldn't take long for the industry in Nita City to come up with a feasible plan and send the design masters here.

Except that it was not easy to invite the masters of the court, Sherman could satisfy all the needs.

Looking at Sherman's happy face, Sinard didn't say anything.

As long as she could stay with Sherman she was content, it would be better to share happiness, anger and sorrow with him.

She fell in love with Sinard at the first sight at that ball. She didn't know where the love came from and why she had been chasing after Sherman till now.

Sinard smiled and left the office quietly. After a while, she brought in a cup of hot tea.

"Just let the servants do these things."

Sherman noticed the hot tea and realized that it was Sinard who brought it to him.

"I want to make tea for you."

Sinard carefully poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Sherman.

The top-quality tea was carefully cooked and tasted good.

Even noble as saintess, Sinard rarely enjoyed such a good taste.

She enjoyed the tea, with a comfortable expression.

Seeing that she enjoyed the tea so much, Sherman wanted to give her some tea later.

"Sherman, are you really going to stay here?"

Sinard thought for a while and finally asked, breaking the silence in the room.

These days, she took the soldiers to go around the whole town and had chats with most people.

In a rather poor town, most people were pessimistic about their own lives.

It was a mess. Even the small town where Sinard came from was not as bad as it was.

This was the poorest place Sinard had ever seen.

The reconstruction of this place required a huge amount of resources and many people's efforts.

Sinard didn't think it was a good idea for Sherman to stay here.

But...

She was in a dilemma.

Sherman didn't raise his head from the work of planning the town. "Of course, I have to stay here."

If they gave up this territory and went back to return being the richest man in the country who had nothing to do, he would be restricted by the royal family at any time.

What Sherman really wanted to do was going to dominate the city.

"I'm afraid it will be very hard to renovate this place."

Sinard's voice was soft and rational.

Sinard was so loveable now.

He hoped that Sinard could maintain this state. He didn't want to face Sinard who was full of love all day long.

Sherman thought to himself in his heart and replied gently, "Hard work is inevitable. If you don't want to..."

Then you went back to Nita City to enjoy the high status and wealth of saintess.

Anyway, saintess was the only one designated by the true god. No matter how much people in the court wanted to kill her, they would not treat her shabbily.

There was no need to stay here.

"I didn't say that I don't want to!"

She was annoyed.

Why was Sherman always trying to get rid of her, was she so troublesome?

Sherman didn't comfort her. Instead, he marked the location of the manual workshop on the map.

And placed it next to the wooden room.

The stable was located at the edge of the town.

Sherman chose a tavern that was convenient for the whole town.

After building these three buildings, Sherman planned to purchase some materials.

This was the temporary plan.

Turning off the blueprint, Sherman found Sinard sleeping on the chair.

Her sleeping face was totally different from the one she usually showed.

The quiet Sinard was much more charming than when she woke up.

Sighing in his heart, Sherman fetched a blanket and covered it on her. Then he left the room quietly.

Sinard didn't fall asleep until the sunset.

It was lively outside because the collection team had come back.

She rubbed her eyes and strained her aching muscles and looked around. She was alone. Sherman was nowhere to be found.

The blanket was warm and dry.

Touching the soft blanket, Sinard chuckled.

A smell of fragrance came in. Dolores opened the door slightly and found that Sinard had woken up.

"It's time for dinner, saintess."