Back home, Duke Elliot formally invited Mr. Poquelin to have a dinner with his family.

"Huh? Is Mr. Poquelin moving out?" Chris asked in surprise.

"Yes. Now that the church's opinions have been temporarily suppressed, Mr. Poquelin must prepare for the music that will be performed in the palace theater soon."

The Duke gently opened a piece of steak and then put it into his mouth with a fork.

Although he had provided accommodation to Poquelin before, he had never officially met with Poquelin due to the church.

For a long time in the past, the power of the church has been too great, which has effectively affected the interests of many nobles. However, everyone has concerns, so no one has dared to be the first to stand up and clearly express their dissatisfaction with the church.

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However, it doesn't matter now. The nobles have reached a consensus with the king to jointly suppress the church, and the church must enter a period of contraction.

And Poquelin is an excellent knife used to deal with the church.

"Although I am very grateful for the recommendation of the Duke. However, my dissatisfaction with the nobles' extravagance and waste will not be bribed just because I get benefits."

At the dinner table, Poquelin said slightly stiffly.

"Then keep this dissatisfaction well and write better works." Duke Eliot did not feel dissatisfied.

After dinner, Wayne and Chris escorted the playwright at the center of the controversy to the carriage.

"Mr. Poquelin, work hard~"

Chris smiled brightly.

The cute puppy also ran out, chasing him "woof, woof, woof" to say goodbye.

There was a rare softness in Poquelin's expression, and he said: "Although it may not be of any use, if you need help, you can come to me."

"Oh? Then thank you in advance, sir." Chris said. "Speaking of which, our chamber of commerce recently launched a small wooden doll of Poppy, and the sales are unexpectedly booming!"

Pokerland had a dark look on his face, "Really? Miss Chrissy is really good at making money."

"Yeah, actually, I want to make an enlarged version with softer fabric."

Chris said distressedly: "But none of those fabrics meet my requirements."

Out of curiosity, Poqueland asked one more question.

"I wonder, Miss Chris, what kind of fabric do you want?"

"It's best to have something that makes people want to hold it and sleep when they touch it." As she said that, Chris muttered in a low voice: "This kind of material should be found in the magical world."

"Hmm." Pokerland thought for a while and said, "The softest fabric in my memory is the blanket my grandma used to hold me when I was very young."

"At that time, as long as I had that little blanket, I would sleep obediently without making any noise. But this feeling is very subjective, so if you want to find softer fabrics, it is best to look for long-term fabrics.

Merchants in the fabric business will do better."

Poquelin gave his own advice.

"Or, don't limit yourself to fabrics, try using some animal furs, you might also have unexpected effects."

Chris hesitated and said, "Well, I'd better search more."

Back in the room, Chris began to lie down with her head on the sofa again.

"What, what, do, ah~"

She shook her slippers.

"If you want to make a doll as big as a city gate, I'm afraid you need the furs of thousands of small animals." Holding the pillow next to her in her arms, Chris said dullly. "And that would make it look too cute.

Poppy is so ordinary.”

"Then let's go and find them." Wayne said. "We can mobilize other members and ask President Sophia and Minister Meimei to go find the senior professors in the academy, and we will go and find them."

Those businesses in the textile industry."

"That's right."

Chris said without looking back.

Wayne gently closed the door for her and returned to the study newly assigned to him.

That's right, it's the empty storage room that Xiaobai wanted to snatch away before.

"...Mr. Poquelin seems to come from a family of palace interior decorators." Venn pondered.

He took out a diary from the bookshelf behind him.

Open.

"X, month, year

Looks like..."

The words above are all written crookedly in the characters of the Kingdom of St. Lornes, and anyone can read it as just an ordinary elementary school student's diary.

Wayne will record some clues he gets every day to avoid missing anything.

Ever since he encountered many episodes that were not in the original work, he felt that he needed to make some preparations in advance. Now that there are so many unstable factors including himself, it is hard to say whether the main plot will not be affected.

He picked up the quill in the pen holder and dipped it in ink.

"On X, month,

I don’t know if the cost of opening a store in a place with so little customer traffic can be recovered...

By the way, there is another thing I didn’t tell Chris today. President Sophia turned out to be a good friend of the minister, and there was some misunderstanding between them...

But we made up again. In fact, there was no need to say it, but Chris seemed a little angry because of my concealment..."

After writing, he placed the diary in a very obvious place on the desk.

"That's OK. If Chris ever thinks of investigating my secret, she will get the answer from this diary." He nodded with satisfaction.

In addition to these preparations, his daily physical fitness and magic training have not fallen behind.

Now, he can summon larger and more sophisticated earth element magic, but as a child, there are always many inconveniences in life.

"It would be great if I could transform into an adult's image and activities." Sitting on the chair in the study room, Wayne held his chin and sighed.

"It's not easy!" Another milky voice sounded in the room.

"Next time, remember to walk through the door, knock on the door, and then come in." Wayne said angrily.

Beside the window, Xiao Bai was carrying a pair of light wings, hovering in mid-air.

"You can't ask a dog to do too much," he said seriously.

The little white puppy flew in and stepped on the desk.

"What, do you want to sign a contract with me and become a magical girl? This is a special treatment only for this time. As long as you sign the contract, you can design any image you want for yourself!" Xiaobai encouraged enthusiastically.

"Can you turn into a powerful, tall and handsome guy?" he asked.

"Magical girl! At least she has to look like a girl!"
Chapter completed!