Succubus' Manor

Most of the guards are from local civilians, but those who can become guards must have one or more good relatives, and they are related to the people in the castle, so that they can get such a good job—whether it is a good year or a bad year, There is always something for them to eat, and there is a lot of black income.

After all, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one. The guards can get some money from this house, and then go to that house to get some money. They can be richer than some small businessmen.

The earl appointed officials to manage these people, but most of the established officials ran away after the plague broke out and the earl disappeared. Naturally, life-saving is more important after making enough money.

Therefore, even though the guards returned to their posts, they were left unattended, and they didn't even do the most basic face-saving. Every day, a group of guards wandered around the city in small groups, and they took whatever they wanted from the stalls. Can dare to be angry but not speak out.

The "filial piety money" is collected several times a day. After waiting for less than half a month, the stalls that do not make much money have to be emptied by them. Therefore, many stall owners stop losses in time and close their stalls early to go home. They are also bold Yes, wearing shabby clothes, whispering to people on the street like a beggar, telling people that they have goods at home, which are cheaper than those on the street, and dragging people to their homes to trade.

And because of the chaos, the market price is very unstable. Maybe something that only needs two copper coins today can soar to ten copper coins tomorrow, and become one copper coin the day after tomorrow.

The life of the poor is getting more and more difficult, and the original small rich family has also been seriously injured by the too high food prices before.

Especially now that it is winter, even if there were no plagues and natural disasters in previous years, there are not many jobs to choose from in the city in winter, and people live on the money and food saved before winter.

Walking on the road, Chi Yan saw many people squatting in the corner. They were only wearing thin clothes in such a cold weather. Some hay was stuffed inside to keep them warm. Their lips turned white from the cold. If anyone passed by, they would He would grab the trouser legs of passers-by, muttering some vague words, as if he had lost the ability to think normally due to the cold.

I can only look up again and again, hoping that someone will give a little food or money.

Food is better than money though.

Because of the money coming, they may not be able to buy food.

The bakery in the city can sell the black bread mixed with stones and wheat bran for the price of white bread, and many people still buy it, even because the price increase of the bakery is not too much, it is only three times the original price, It is already in short supply.

The life of the poor is difficult. They cannot move, cannot eat, and become thinner and more stooped.

As a result, it is even more difficult to find a job, and a vicious circle is trapped.

Chi Yan went to buy a large piece of black bread, asked the boss to cut it into small pieces, and went to the street with Kleist to distribute the bread pieces to the poor.

Seeing Chi Yan holding the bread, Kleist stretched out his hand and lifted the sack to his hand. He didn't look at Chi Yan, but looked straight ahead: "You won't be able to save many people by doing this."

Chi Yan: "I know, but there's not much I can do now."

If he owns several cities, he can transfer supplies from other cities at this time, but the city in his hand is only Saket, even if the manor is included, the food produced together cannot feed so many people.

Now that the Holy Academy and the royal family are in a cold war period, it is impossible to ask for help from these two.

So Chi Yan can't forcefully lower the price. In winter, civilians can't run away, and businessmen may run away. When the time comes, the businessmen will all run away, and the city will really be on the edge of a cliff.

Chi Yan sighed: "It's good news if the price doesn't increase now."

"Unless old Bob obediently cooperates with me."

How many days has he been here?What was he to those businessmen?Why listen to him?

Even if the demons threaten them one by one, they will look tame on the surface, but they will still wait for the opportunity to escape.

Chi Yan complained: "If this continues, I will lose my bottom line."

Kleist knew what he was referring to, but as a succubus, he didn't want to manipulate people's hearts, Kleist smiled.

It is a good thing for Kleist that there are not so many people surrounding Chi Yan like mice and flies, begging for him like dogs.

Chi Yan looked up at Kleist.

"What's wrong?" Chi Yan asked.

Kleist smiled and said, "Nothing, let's go."

Chi Yan walked to the corner of the street, and the beggar who was squatting on the side of the road grabbed Chi Yan's trouser leg - but the other party had no strength, so he could only hook him vaguely, but he couldn't stop anyone in his footsteps.

Chi Yan took out a sliced ​​black bread and handed it to the man.

The already impotent beggar suddenly burst out with great strength. He bit such a hard bread, and swallowed it into his stomach without much chewing.

Seeing that, Chi Yan was terrified, fearing that he would choke to death.

Kleist said on the sidelines: "It's yours if you eat it in your stomach. This person is quite smart."

A beggar with a weak body asked for food on the street again. As long as he wavered a little and wanted to keep the food and eat it later, with such a body, he couldn't protect the food at all.

It may not be as effective as the wild dogs on the street.

Chi Yan distributed bread all the way, and some beggars who were still strong probably thought that as long as they followed him, they would have something to eat, so they all followed Chi Yan closely. If they were not courageous, they would probably swarm up and snatch Chi Yan away.

But Chi Yan wasn't worried at all, not to mention that he had Kleist by his side, even if he didn't, he, a full-fledged adult man, would be able to leave these beggars five streets behind when he ran.

Kleist turned his head and glanced at the group of beggars behind him with green eyes, and asked Chi Yan, "Don't you think they are greedy?"

Obviously got food, but still want more.

Chi Yan rubbed the back of his head: "If I've been hungry for a long time, I'm probably about the same as them."

"People can talk about morality and shame only when they are full of food and drink. When even the most basic survival is difficult to guarantee, they are similar to wild animals."

Chi Yan: "It's very unreasonable for people who are full to ask people who can't even afford food not to be greedy."

Kleist looked at the group of beggars expressionlessly.

Forget it, these people can't do much anyway.

Chi Yan looked around and felt that no one was paying attention to him and Kleist, so he slowly approached each other, then stretched out his hand as if nothing had happened, and hooked Kleist's little finger with his little finger.

He hadn't held hands with Kleist in public yet.

It is very ordinary, but also very happy, to walk hand in hand with your lover on the street.

With a slight movement of Kleist's hand, he held Chi Yan's hand in his palm.

Neither of them spoke, and Chi Yan's ears slowly turned red. It was obvious that he and Kleist had done many intimate things, but for some reason, at this moment, he felt the feeling when they were just in love again. .

Heartbeat is out of control.

Chi Yan raised his head, and Kleist lowered his head in agreement, and their eyes met in the air.

Chi Yan lowered his head again as if shocked by electricity, and said without words: "The officials here are almost gone, I have to appoint new officials..."

Kleist gave a soft "hmm".

Chi Yan pursed his lips. He felt his throat was dry and thirsty.

"Let's go back." Chi Yan's fingers moved lightly in Kleist's palm.

Chi Yan didn't even know how he got back, he only knew that when he regained his sanity, he had already returned to his room.

The room was quiet. Cardi didn't come to his room to rest, but made his bed and closed the curtains of the room. Only a few rays of sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains. Chi Yan swallowed.

It was obviously not the first time, but Chi Yan was so nervous that he almost had his arms and legs together.

He watched Kleist take off his clothes.

Kleist showed his figure to Chi Yan without hesitation, and Chi Yan subconsciously remembered many details.

Kleist's arms are so strong that he can be picked up easily.

Kleist's pectoral muscles don't look exaggerated, but feel good.

His abdominal muscles are obvious and explosive, which often makes Chi Yan yell to stop.

Chi Yan blushed, his heart beat like a drum. In this confined space, any ambiguity would be magnified infinitely, let alone at this moment. He touched his belly—because he always didn't move, Don't even think about abdominal muscles, even if you have them before, they are now normalized.

But fortunately, there is no fat, Chi Yan feels that it is unlikely that he will develop eight-pack abs in his life.

Everyone's physique is different, some people can only refine six yuan no matter how hard they work, and Chi Yan probably only has this one.

Kleist walked towards Chi Yan, Chi Yan looked at him fixedly, Kleist bent down slightly, Chi Yan's nose became hot, and he quickly raised his hand to touch his nose, fortunately, there was no nosebleed.

I didn't have a nosebleed when I watched it before, but now I have done everything that should be done. If I had a nosebleed, it would be even more embarrassing.

Kleist hugged Chi Yan.

Chi Yan was also very relieved to entrust the weight of his whole body to Kleist.

"Slow down..." Chi Yan raised his head, his whole body weight was supported by Kleist.

This feeling of not touching the ground made him feel insecure, but it was this loss of security that made him feel more obvious.

Kleist whispered in his ear, "Don't you like it?"

Physiological tears secreted from the corners of Chi Yan's eyes, he gasped for breath, and the moment the waves hit, his insteps stiffened.

He seems to be standing on the rough sea, he has no time to think, he can only rise and fall with the waves, being thrown to the top again and again, his happiness cannot be controlled by himself, and he can only give the initiative to another person.

Kleist said softly, "Low your head."

Chi Yan lowered his head in a daze, and was gently captured by Kleist's lips and teeth.

The kiss gradually changed from gentle to violent, and Chi Yan felt that his soul was about to be kissed away by the other party, as if he was making out with a wild beast, which would swallow him into its belly at any time.

Chi Yan closed his eyes.

He does not use vision, but uses other senses to perceive Kleist.

Dangerous and addictive.