Succubus' Manor

Finally had time to appreciate the city, Chi Yan was very excited, but soon found that the city was not as good as he thought.

There is no cement on the ground, and no one has tamped the ground. As long as a horse-drawn carriage passes by, it will definitely be dusty.

Moreover, there is no street in the standard sense here. Pedestrians and vehicles are mixed together. If there is a car coming, people will stand aside, and if there is no car, they will continue to walk. The yellow sand that covered the head and face made a mess.

Chi Yan told the coachman to walk slower, which avoided the scene where everyone gave way as soon as he passed by.

He looked out through the car window and found that many civilians in the city were almost naked. It was already cold, but they only had a few rags on them. Chi Yan felt cold at a glance.

Kleist saw what Chi Yan was thinking, and said softly, "It's like this every year, you don't have to worry about them."

Many civilians died and many were born. Although not every child can survive, there has been no shortage of people over the years.

Chi Yan asked strangely: "Why can't I see other races?"

He only saw humans along the way.

Kleist: "In addition to the human race, other races are either slaves or items to show off their status."

Many nobles will keep elves in captivity, and one elf can be sold for the price of thousands of slaves, so there are always merchants who take risks and go to places where elves have moved to capture elves, and they will not feel distressed if dozens of slaves die for this.

This deformed system made Chi Yan shudder—if he hadn't been dressed as an adult, and hadn't been in the Holy Court as soon as he came here, but had become an elf, goblin, and dwarf race, he would probably be miserable now.

And there must be no one to sympathize with him, let alone help him.

Isolate and helpless, drag out an existence.

Chi Yan thought too much, and said to Kleist with a sigh: "Fortunately, it was me you met."

"I'm probably the only one in the whole world who won't covet your beauty."

Kleist didn't know how to answer at this time.

Chi Yan also whispered to Kleist: "Actually, when that person invited me over just now, I really wanted to go. I was mainly afraid that they would have lice on their heads. What if I pass?"

He has never been to the red light district, and he still wants to see it.

Kleist: "Then I'll accompany you to see it?"

Chi Yan looked at Kleist very puzzled: "Could it be that if you accompany me there, the lice will run on your head instead of mine?"

Kleist spread his hands and said in a very helpless tone: "Then, do you want to go and see?"

Chi Yan: "No, I'll go when they start paying attention to hygiene."

Chi Yan didn't have any confidence in the integrity of the people here. He knew from the attitude of the housekeepers and the others that the nobles here would not be picky about men and women, and they would be cold-hearted as long as they were beautiful.

Chi Yan felt that he was different from them, that he was a good young man with integrity.

The awards he won in elementary school could fill an entire wall.

In the end, they stayed in a hotel, which was one of only two hotels in the city. After all, it was not a big city. As a small city, having two hotels was already very good.

The owner of the hotel is a lady who looks very rich. Because she looks too rich, it is impossible to tell her age, and her wrinkles are flattened by fat.

It is not easy to see such a rich person at this time.

The boss is very polite and enthusiastic.

"My lord, we also have a bathhouse here." The boss tried her best to sell, not wanting to send people to her opponents. She looked at Chi Yan with a smile, her eyes were on Chi Yan, and she didn't even look at Kleist glance.

Chi Yan asked seriously: "There can't be a flea in the room I live in."

The boss quickly said: "I have only received valuable guests here, and there must be no fleas!"

Seeing what the other party said was so conclusive and decisive, Chi Yan believed it.

So the boss personally led them to the room.

"Look, this is our best room." The owner is very proud. She also said, "This is what my father left me. This hotel has been open for almost 100 years!"

When she said that, Chi Yan and the others could only listen to it.

I don't know if this small town has a history of 100 years.

After the boss stepped aside, Chi Yan saw the decoration in the room. The boss said that this is the best room and it should be true. This room has windows, a bed, and the bed is supported by four pillars, as well as chairs and a table. There is even a painting hanging on the wall. There is no paper now. The painting is painted on a wooden board. The color has become dull and there are still some stains on it. It must have been hung for a long time.

Paintings are also a luxury, after all, except for the nobles, no one can appreciate these inedible or drinkable things.

A work of art is a work of art when people are full and full, and is nothing when they are hungry.

If it wasn't because he was a lord now, Chi Yan felt that he could support himself by becoming a painter and painting portraits for nobles, but his social status was a bit low, and he might be gone if he didn't like him.

After checking the whole room and finding that there were indeed no fleas and common bugs, Chi Yan settled on this room.

He also reserved rooms for Kleist and the coachman.

But the coachman was unwilling to live there.

"My lord! I'll just sleep in the stable!" The coachman was stubborn beyond Chi Yan's expectations, "How can I sleep in the room! People like me are not entitled to enjoy it."

Chi Yan acted like a lord and said to him, "Are you going to disobey my order?"

The coachman quickly said: "Of course not! I will never go against your will!"

Chi Yan nodded: "That's good, remember your own words."

After the coachman was led away, he cried as he walked.

The young man who led him saw that he was crying so badly, he couldn't help but said: "Your master let you live in a room, why are you crying for such a good thing?"

The coachman sobbed, "It's because your lord is so kind! I don't deserve it!"

Thinking of the nobleman he had just met, the young man swallowed involuntarily. He suddenly understood why the coachman was crying so badly. If that adult treated him so well, it would be hard to say what he would be like.

He still remembered that when he saw that adult just now, he couldn't look away at all, his eyes were chasing the other person, and his heart was also chasing the other person.

If the adult on the other side is willing to smile at him.

The young man took a deep breath.

He feels he can give anything.

"Where is that lord's territory?" the young man asked cautiously.

The coachman is now crying with tears and snot all over his face: "It's just behind the northern hillside."

Young man: "I've heard that there has been a change of lord! I didn't expect the new lord to be so young and noble!"

The coachman cried even harder: "My lord... hiccup... my lord is just so kind! Hiccup!"

Chi Yan didn't know that he just booked the cheapest room for the coachman, and the other party could cry for so long. After letting the boss with a sad face go out, he said to Kleist: "There is nothing in the city like I imagined." good."

He thought the city would be big and well-regulated, at least not as messy as it is now. When he came here, he saw many civilians defecating on the spot, and the most amazing thing was that there were even on the street.

It's not in a small alley, and there is no one to clean it. It can be said that the stench is dizzy, and there are many flies.

Chi Yan finally knew why there were so many diseases in Europe.

It would be abnormal if there were no diseases in a dirty and messy environment.

"Is there no one here to take care of it?" Chi Yan asked Kleist very puzzled.

Kleist looked at him: "Who will take care of it? Officials or the Holy Court? They don't care how the civilians are doing."

Chi Yan shivered: "It would be great if I could take care of it!"

First let them clean up the dirty things, then regulate the market, raise more cats to catch mice, and build drainage systems if possible. Taxes are not based on the head, but on the basis of income.

He thought about it for a long time, and felt that he was simply eating carrots and worrying.

"Do you want to manage this place?" Kleist said with a smile on his face, "It's not very difficult to get the right to manage a city."

His voice was very soft, and it sounded in Chi Yan's ear, whispering like a devil's temptation.

Chi Yan: "Let's forget it, there are so few people in the territory that almost keep me busy!"

In addition to eating, drinking and lazing, people have other needs. They need work, a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, and a sense of happiness in life.

Chi Yan originally wanted to take a walk in the city, but now he doesn't want to.

After all, he could smell all kinds of bad smells while walking on the road. It might take less than two steps for someone to take off his pants in front of him.

Chi Yan was very tired, so he said to Kleist: "Go to bed early, I'm asleep too, get up early and go to the market tomorrow."

Kleist: "Otherwise I will sleep in your room, and I can protect you if there is danger."

Chi Yan pursed his lips, and he raised his arm to show Kleist his biceps: "Although I am a little short, I am still very strong and strong. If there is a thief, I will give it to you." He's pretty!"

Kleist: "..."

He looked at Chi Yan's hard-pressed muscles, and couldn't say anything, he could only say, "That's fine."

Chi Yan didn't want to take a bath here. To put it bluntly, it was not an environment he was familiar with, so he paid attention to privacy.

So he didn't even take off his clothes, just lay on the bed and slept.

After sitting in the car for a long time, Chi Yan was also sleepy. He turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

Chi Yan didn't know how long he had slept, but felt a little itchy all over his body.

Are there invisible bugs hiding in this house?

What bug?Fleas or bedbugs?

Chi Yan's mind instantly cleared up, and he suddenly opened his eyes, eye-to-eye and nose-to-nose with the person lying on top of him.

He also smelled the other person's stink.

"Stay away from me!" Chi Yan pushed the opponent away with [-]% of his strength, and found something wrong when he pushed.

This... turned out to be a female snitch?

The door of his room was also kicked open in an instant, and Kleist stood at the door.

The two looked at the woman who was pushed to the ground together.

The woman was thin and thin, with a scar on her face, she looked a bit hideous, her limbs were so thin that they could be broken with a single force, and her long brown hair was dry and messy. When she raised her head, Chi Yan was startled Jump.

The other party was hardly human, more like a beast.

Even Kleist thought this woman was very strange, and he didn't even notice that someone had entered Chi Yan's room until Chi Yan pushed her away and made a noise.

Kleist looked at it carefully and said to Chi Yan, "She doesn't have a weapon on her."

So it proves that the other party is just a simple thief?

Chi Yan was a little scared. If the woman didn't touch him just now, but brought a weapon, then he must have reported to Hades by now.

No... There should be no Hades here.

"Send her to the Holy Court." Kleist's face was expressionless, and there was no killing intent in his eyes, but the coldness in his tone made even Chi Yan shudder.

The Holy Court will severely punish those who made mistakes.

Chi Yan looked at the woman, and the woman was also looking at him.

Chi Yan asked, "Can you speak?"

Woman: "I'm not dumb."

Chi Yan: "..."

He thought this woman was raised by wild beasts, just like a wolf child.

Chi Yan: "It's fine if you come to steal, why are you touching me?"

The woman said confidently: "If you wake up later, I still want to kiss you."

Chi Yan...

All right, he met a female hooligan this time.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time he met a female hooligan.

When I was in the Holy Court, there was a female nobleman who often wanted to touch his ass while talking to him. Although the female nobleman was very beautiful, he still refused her seriously. He is not such a casual person!Never compromise just because the other person is beautiful.

Chi Yan said seriously: "You can't kiss me, you have fleas on your body, and it smells bad."

The woman raised her arm and sniffed the smell on her body. She asked suspiciously, "Why is your body fragrant?"

Chi Yan said blankly, "I just don't stink."

He doesn't use perfume.

He still remembered the remarks he read on the Internet before time travelling. Westerners invented perfume because they didn’t take a bath, and their bodies were too ugly, so they needed to use perfume to cover up their stink.

But Chi Yan doubted the authenticity. Is the smell plus the smell of perfume really a fragrance?Wouldn't that be a more complex stink?

And at this time, perfume had not yet been invented.

Chi Yan asked the woman, "What's your name?"

Woman: "Renee."

The name sounded better than Chi Yan expected.

He asked, "Renee, do you know what crime you committed?"

Stealing is a very serious crime, and if you are caught, your hands will be cut off.

Renee: "I know, I'm not afraid."

Chi Yan asked her, "Your hands will be cut off."

Renee dismissed it: "So what? I would have died if I didn't steal."

Chi Yan felt that under this social background, he should not use his three moral views before time travel to ask the natives - before time travel, as long as they don't eat and work too hard, they can survive even by picking up trash on the street, although it may not be very good. But it does survive.

But here, if you don't choose which belly you will be born from when you are born, there will be no possibility of changing in your life.

Kleist realized that Chi Yan didn't want to kill this woman, so he said to Chi Yan, "Are you going to let her go?"

He frowned slightly: "Take her back."

A person who sneaked into the hotel without being discovered by him would be too dangerous if released.

Kleist looked at Renee.

Renee shivered involuntarily. She had beast-like intuition and a petite body, so light that only a handful of bones remained, but she was too flexible. It was because of this that she was able to live until now.

She was an orphan and was thrown at the gate of the Holy Court, but the Holy Court did not raise her well. She lived in a stable since she was a child, and she had no food for three meals a day. She could only sleep on the belly of a horse in winter. The servants of God are willing to take care of her.

After the death of the holy servant, the Holy Court kicked her out when she was only eight years old.

An orphan lives on the street. She can only fill her stomach by picking up food thrown away by others, but few people will throw away food, even wheat bran. She sometimes digs some wild vegetables on the edge of the city to fill her stomach.

But those things were not enough to fill her stomach, she just became more and more hungry, so hungry that she couldn't even walk.

Then she did her first business, stealing a merchant's purse.

The money gave her the first full meal in her life, but unfortunately she was seen by street gangsters, who beat her up and took away the money bag.

Renee said stubbornly: "I'm not afraid at all!"

She also said in a tone of death: "I should have kissed you just now!"

Chi Yan: "..."

This female hooligan really persevered, and he admired it a little.

But he needs to know whether the stealing is her last resort or has become her habit. If he brings her back to the territory, it must be because she is a valuable person.

Now that he is so poor, he can't afford to support an idler.

Chi Yan asked, "Renee, if you could live without stealing, would you still steal?"

Renee: "I don't know."

Chi Yan: "..."

He turned his head and glanced at Kleist, complaining with his eyes - why didn't this person play his cards according to the routine?Shouldn't she have said right away that she would never do something like this again?

Renee: "I can do nothing but steal."

She was born very thin, which may also be related to the fact that she seldom eats a full stomach, and she is short in stature, without any femininity.

If she was pretty and had a good figure, she could also get a job in a brothel.

But she has nothing.

Chi Yan couldn't make up his mind, but Kleist said, "My lord, take her back together."

Kleist smiled, "She might be useful."

Chi Yan blinked, but didn't understand.

Kleist said to Renee again: "We will leave before the sun goes down tomorrow. If you come to us, we will take you away. If you don't come, it's as if what happened tonight never happened."

Anyway, he knew that Chi Yan might not have the heart to cut off the opponent's hands.

Renee looked at them in confusion, not understanding why they would let her go.

Chi Yan himself didn't understand. After Renee jumped out of the window, he asked Kleist: "Why did you bring her back?"

Although Chi Yan felt that he was not a bad person, he was not an extremely good person with the light of the Virgin Mary shining on the earth.

There are too many poor people in this world, and he can't save them all.

But after all, it was Kleist's proposal, Chi Yan still said: "Hey, you want to take her back, so take her back."

Kleist: "..."

He wouldn't miss Chi Yan's "Look, I dote on you, right?" expression.

Since Chi Yan didn't get to the bottom of it, Kleist didn't explain either.

He was just this woman who might come in handy someday.

A woman who can act like a shadow without disturbing the Demon King.

This was the first Kleist met.

With the episode of Renee, Chi Yan didn't dare to sleep alone anymore. He finally admitted that he might not be able to protect himself at critical moments with his small arms and legs, so he said brazenly, "I think my bed is quite big."

He patted the seat beside him: "Look, it's still very soft."

Kleist said with a straight face, "Then go to bed early."

Chi Yan hesitated: "I don't mind sharing half of my bed with you."

Chi Yan also whispered, "I don't have fleas on me."

Kleist didn't hold back, and said with a smile: "Then you make way inside."

Chi Yan hurriedly shrank to the wall, and after Kleist took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, Chi Yan said in a low voice, "She looks quite pitiful."

Kleist said "hmm".

Chi Yan: "Actually, I also want to take her back, but I'm afraid that if I set this precedent, I will keep taking the poor person back."

Chi Yan was a little sad: "My ability is limited, and I can't help so many people. Instead, I will overwhelm my territory."

If he is the richest man in the world and has plenty of money, he can help whoever he wants, even building a city to help the poor.

But he's not, he's just a pauper lord.

His territory was still very small, so Chi Yan said again: "Don't think I'm a cold person, I'm kind."

Kleist finally couldn't help laughing: "Are you worried that I hate you?"

Chi Yan nodded.

Kleist sighed softly, and patted Chi Yan on the shoulder: "Go to bed early, I won't hate you, don't worry."

When the cock crowed, Chi Yan opened his eyes, and what he saw was Kleist's magnified handsome face.

He can even count how many eyelashes the other party has.

Chi Yan felt that he couldn't sleep with Kleist in the future - otherwise, getting up early in the morning would be too exciting, and he would easily make mistakes.

Kleist's eyelids trembled slightly.

Chi Yan swallowed.

He felt that the other party was like a budding flower, tremblingly opening its petals.

The moment Kleist opened his eyes, Chi Yan seemed to see an endless green lake, which was clear and charming.

Chi Yan: "Morning, good morning!"

He hurriedly rolled out of bed: "I'll go and make it easier!"

After I finished speaking, I ran away like shit.

He was afraid that if he stayed for a while, Kleist would point his nose at him and call him a hooligan.

This is the morning, the most active time for a grown man.

Chi Yan really didn't know whether to blame himself for not having enough concentration, or blame the other party for being too beautiful.

He ran to the room specially used for convenience, pinched his nose, was overwhelmed by the smell, and lost all beautiful thoughts.

Chi Yan felt that men are indeed visual animals, as long as they look good, they can be male or female.

Chi Yan let out a long breath, feeling that he was no longer pure.

The author has something to say: I: "You're just greedy for his body! You're a scumbag!"

Chi Yan: "..."