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Archbishop of Valois Dafuer nodded in agreement, "I'll donate 10,000 livres as well."
However, Joseph just smiled and shook his head; what he had his eye on was the Church's "bottom of the chest" item. Who would be satisfied with just ten thousand here and there?
"Thank you for your generosity," he dropped the subtlety, "but I'm asking the Church to release the stored grains to the disaster victims."
A few archbishops exchanged glances and chuckled dryly, "Your Highness, the Church's bit of grain won't make any difference."
"Yes, that might even be less than the food you can buy with 10,000 livres."
Joseph smiled calmly, "There's no need to be modest. I know your cellars have at least enough grain to feed the disaster victims for half a month."
The archbishops' eyes were filled with shock, "You, where did you hear that from?"
"Your Highness, there's absolutely no such thing..."
"Your Highness, if you don't believe us, you can go ask Archbishop Brienne..."
