I’m Going to Marry a Poor Count in the Middle of Nowhere and I’m Going to Work Hard to Reform My Territory

they need now is the first injection of funds.

“I’d like to go to Vignoa, Serge.”

She turned to Serge, who had been living in the library for a few days and was sleeping on the couch at night.

“You finally finished your inspection?” inquired Serge, sitting on the couch.

Angelique was sure he wanted to spend the rest of the day with the Dragons.

“If you’re busy, I’ll borrow Emire and go alone.”

Angelique couldn’t drive the carriage, so she had to find someone to replace Serge.

It would be difficult to live here if she didn’t know how to drive and ride a carriage, so she will try to learn as soon as she has time.

“Doesn’t Serge have any dragons to watch out for?”

“What do you want to do in Vignoa?”

“I would like to go buy seeds.
Also, I would like to sell some items that I no longer need.”

“Items you no longer need?”

His blue eyes look at Angelique.

She chooses her words carefully so as not to hurt Serge’s pride.

“I’d like to get rid of all the useless dresses I brought with me.”

“The dresses…”

Serge stood up from the couch.

“Angelique.”

“Dresses come and go out of fashion; it’s better to have someone else wear them than to lose their value without ever having the opportunity to wear them here.”

Her dresses are the latest trends right now.

Angelique is tall, so it’s easy to size up to fit the buyer.

Even in Vignoa, where second-hand dresses from the capital are sold, there are not many dresses as good as Angelique’s.

They will be delighted.

She went over everything with him in detail while Serge sat silently and listened.

With the money from the sale of the clothes, she plans to buy seeds and pay the bounty to the people who farmed the land.

Angelique is confident that Serge will understand.

This is an investment.

The money spent here will more than pay for itself in the long run, enriching the estate and the count’s house.

Angelique will benefit later instead of having a dress in her closet that she will never wear.
It’s a small price to pay.

‘Please don’t reject it with silly pride.’

Despite Angelique’s misgivings, Serge nodded easily.

“You are free to do whatever you want.”

‘I’m glad he’s a smart guy.’

At the same time, she sensed some distance between them, and Angelique began to worry.

“Serge?”

“You’re doing the right thing.
I have nothing to say.”