A page hands Sigismund der Furchtlose a a scroll. After briefly glancing at its contents, Sigismund smiled as he rose.
"Mein Chancellor, it appears that we are currently only making a paltry 500 florins every two years(one turn). Currently, we only have 72 florins. Please tell me how we are to build anything in this bankrupt Reich? We are on the brink of economic collapse, and we are not being wise."
I am sure that mein fellow Swabians would agree."
Sigismund der Furchtlose glances at the Swabian electors as he resumes his seat.
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