Succubus' Manor

On the day Kleist came back, it was pouring rain. He walked on the mountain path with a light posture, and not a single drop of rain fell on him. When he was about to enter Chi Yan's territory, the rain hit him all over. wet.

He also carried a bag in his hand, which seemed to be made of animal skin, but it was not wet by the rain.

His long, pitch-black hair gradually turned light golden, and his dark pupils also turned back to emerald green.

The moment he walked out of the woods, he became "Elf" again.

The slaves also saw Kleist through the window.

But they closed the windows quickly, because the rain would drift in.

Kleist knocked on the gate of the castle, and the servant who guarded the gate saw him through the small round hole, and opened the gate to let him in.

The servant said politely, "Sir, I'll get you a clean blanket."

Kleist stopped the other party, he raised his hand and said, "No, go and prepare hot water for me."

The servant hurriedly prepared hot water, while Kleist carried the bag and walked to the door of Chi Yan's room. The rain was so heavy that Chi Yan didn't go anywhere, just reading in the room.

Although he read those two books back and forth, Chi Yan felt extremely boring.

Before time travel, he loved reading novels other than playing games. He used all the money he earned from selling equipment to reward the author. He finally voted for the author's first reward, but suddenly a local tyrant dropped in and almost made him angry.

However, he also added the author's friend because of this, happily reminding him to update every day, and sometimes the author will show him the archived manuscript in advance and ask for his opinion.

Hey, I don't know if the author has looked for him after he died, and the author even promised to include him in the new book.

It's a pity he can't see it.

After hearing the knock on the door, Chi Yan hurried to open the door.

When he saw Kleist standing at the door, a bright smile appeared on his face that he didn't realize.

"You're back?" Chi Yan said happily, "You're not in any danger, are you?"

He looked Kleist up and down and found that Kleist didn't look haggard, just drenched from the rain.

The rain wet his long hair and clothes, but it didn't make him look embarrassed.

On the contrary, there is a kind of fragile beauty.

People are beautiful to the extreme, no matter what they are, they are beautiful.

Chi Yan sighed again, men are indeed visual animals, including himself.

Even though he knew that the other party was a man, he couldn't look away because of his good looks.

Beauty seduces people!

When will he be able to ignore beauty like the protagonist in the novel?

Kleist smiled at Chi Yan.

This smile filled the room with brilliance.

The simple castle seems to have become gorgeous in an instant.

Kleist handed the animal skin bag he was carrying to Chi Yan, and Chi Yan immediately realized: "Is it Katuo?!"

Kleist nodded: "Yes, it's the rainy season, so it's not easy to sow, but it can be stored for a long time, put it in the warehouse, and it can be planted after the rainy season, even in winter, and it can be harvested in three months."

"After harvesting once, there is no need to sow again." Kleist winked at Chi Yan.

Chi Yan took it excitedly, opened the bag and took out a card.

Katuo is dark purple, looks poisonous, and is bigger than a grown man's fist, a bit like an overgrown potato, hard to pinch and textured like a rock.

Chi Yan: "Can you cut this?"

Kleist: "Put it in the fire and eat it later."

So Chi Yan picked one and threw it into the fireplace - he discovered another benefit of the fireplace besides heating.

At this time, the servant came to report that the hot water was ready.

"Then I'll take a bath first." Kleist obviously didn't like being so wet, and his clothes were tightly attached to his body. After saying this, he followed the servant to another room.

Chi Yan was sitting by the window, waiting for the katuo in the fireplace to be baked.

The fireplace was burning charcoal and firewood, and there wasn't much smoke. Chi Yan waited for a while, then took a piece of firewood from one side and poked it, unexpectedly, he poked it right through.

So Chi Yan quickly dug Katuo out of the fireplace.

After cooling down for a while, Chi Yan took the card tuo into his hand. It was very heavy and heavy in his hand, but it was completely soft. He gently tore off the purple outer skin, and the heat inside immediately came out.

Chi Yan blew and continued to tear, revealing the pure white flesh inside.

Chi Yan took a small bite with his front teeth.

It tastes a bit like taro, but slightly crunchier and has a completely different taste.

Sweeter, this sweetness is like sweet potato sweetness.

The taste was even better than Chi Yan imagined, much better, even better than bread in his opinion.

——After all, the bread here does not use sugar, nor eggs, nor butter, except for wheat flour, there is nothing.

The barrenness of life made Chi Yan feel desperate.

Chi Yan ate up the lumps, and he didn't dare to move the rest of the lumps. After the rainy season passed, he could sow the seeds, and harvest in the spring, and then harvest every three months. Now there is nothing better than this better crops

When Kleist came out after taking a bath and changing into clean clothes, Chi Yan greeted him with a warm hug.

Kleist was caught off guard by being hugged, but the expression on his face quickly changed from astonishment to calmness. His waist was hugged by Chi Yan, and Chi Yan buried his whole body in his arms. His arms hugged Chi Yan's whole body.

"So happy?" Kleist lowered his head, and put the tip of his nose on top of Chi Yan's head.

Chi Yan nodded again and again: "You are amazing! You are simply an angel!"

Kleist didn't speak.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

From another angle, this smile is dangerous and evil.

It's a pity that Chi Yan couldn't see it.

Chi Yan's hands were placed on Kleist's chest, separated by two, and Kleist also let go of his arms around Chi Yan.

Chi Yan said with emotion: "I don't know how to thank you! I have asked the housekeeper to rearrange your room, but it will be very cold in winter, and there is no fireplace in that room."

Kleist shook his head and said, "I don't need a fireplace, that's enough."

Chi Yan said happily: "It will be fine next year, and next year there will be enough food, cloth weaving, and sugar making."

As long as ramie is grown, they can have many things, they can spin linen, they can make sugar, they can also make wine and paper.

It's just a crop, but it can have so many uses!

Chi Yan also said: "The slaves said that there are many wild fruits in the woods."

Although it is the rainy season, it is autumn after all, and the wild fruits that should be ripe are still ripe.

"It would be great if there were grapes." Chi Yan said, "Mountain grapes can be used to make wine."

If it turns bad and becomes fruit vinegar, that's fine, anyway, it's not a loss.

After all, this place is not suitable for growing grapes, but wild grapes, which have a stronger ability to survive, and can still thrive under such heavy rain every year.

Chi Yan continued: "A group of robbers came over a few days ago."

Kleist's expression changed, he grabbed Chi Yan's arm, looked Chi Yan up and down, and touched Chi Yan's arm with the other hand.

Chi Yan laughed itchyly: "I'm fine, I'm really fine, those robbers are all dead, and none of us are dead!"

He was a little proud that the injuries of the injured slaves had stabilized. Fortunately, the temperature was not high, there was no suppuration, and there was no inflammation.

Because the opponent's weapons are too poor, no one on their side is missing an arm or a leg.

Kleist was expressionless.

Chi Yan: "And all the slaves who participated, I have exempted them from slave status. At least in the territory, they are free citizens."

Apart from being unable to go to the city, they are no different from other civilians in the territory.

Kleist suddenly said, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Chi Yan nodded, looking like the sun was shining brightly. When he smiled, his whole body seemed to be glowing: "I know! I'm fulfilling my promise."

Kleist didn't continue.

He just looked at Chi Yan with deep eyes.

It seems that it is something the lord can do to enforce his own rules on the territory and make people obey his orders.

However, only the king can make the rules, and more carefully, the Holy House, which represents the highest power today, can make the rules.

Did Chi Yan really realize what he was doing?

But Kleist didn't say.

The housekeeper must know, but the housekeeper chose not to say anything.

This might even be the butler's proposal to Chi Yan.

Kleist suddenly asked, "Can we hug again?"

Chi Yan didn't know why, but he was so happy now that he warmly gave Kleist a hug again.

Kleist hugged Chi Yan, he looked up and saw the butler standing at the end of the corridor.

The butler, in a black dress, was also looking at them.

The housekeeper bowed his head slightly, not knowing who he was bowing to.

At this moment, Kleist understood the opponent's intention.

The butler was pushing Chi Yan forward. The butler was old and would die soon, but before he died, he wanted to watch Chi Yan become a lord who could act alone—a great lord.

Not the petty lord trapped in this estate.

Kleist smiled at the butler.

The butler looked at him and smiled politely.

Chi Yan said in a muffled voice in Kleist's arms: "Have you hugged enough? I'm a little out of breath."

Kleist hugged too tightly!

Kleist quickly let go of his arms.

Chi Yan frowned and said, "Why are you so much taller than me!"

Because Kleist's body is well-proportioned, although his legs look long, he doesn't look like a bamboo pole, so he doesn't look tall.

But when compared, Chi Yan felt that he was too short!

He is only 1.6 meters!Too petite!Before crossing, he managed to pass 1.7 meters, out of the height of the third-level disabled. He didn't expect to die once and return to the pre-liberation.

Although people are generally not tall nowadays, Chi Yan still dislikes his height.

Especially he didn't know how old his current body was, and whether he could grow any longer.

Chi Yan was a little angry: "It would be great if I could buy cows."

He will drink milk like crazy and try to grow to 1.9 meters!

Kleist: "Cow?"

Chi Yan: "Raise and drink milk!"

Kleist: "..."

Unexpectedly, Chi Yan was so old that he still wanted to drink milk like a baby.