Succubus' Manor

Facing so many strange-looking newcomers, Chi Yan deeply felt the strength of Kleist. If it were him, he would never bring back so many unique-looking people.

Moreover, each of them is not strong, and looks very thin, and it may take a while to be useful.

"Why did they bring so many boxes back?" Chi Yan asked Kleist.

He was far away and couldn't see the patterns on the boxes clearly. Even if he could see clearly, he probably wouldn't know the source of these boxes.

Kleist said nonsense seriously: "I picked them up on the way back. It may be that the nobles met robbers when they were traveling. The robbers didn't snatch all the boxes, so we picked them up."

Chi Yan didn't expect such a good thing to happen in the world, why didn't he encounter it?

However, he didn't think about other things. After all, it would be impossible for such a weak group of people to rob nobles with knights and entourages.

"Open it and have a look." Chi Yan was curious about what was in the box.

There were twelve boxes in all, and they were all quite large.

Kleist walked into the crowd and said to the tribe, "Open the box."

The clansmen quickly opened the box, and they moved so fast that they didn't stutter at all. Many soldiers probably didn't have such an order and action, and their obedience without thinking at all made Chi Yan dumbfounded.

Maybe it was because Kleist was too strict on the way here, so he subdued them all?

Chi Yan was a little curious, did Kleist have the aura of a king?In this way, Kleist is indeed handsome and capable, which is very suitable for the male protagonist in a certain article.

Especially now that he doesn't follow the harem path at all, the male protagonist may be single until old age, so looking at it, Kleist is more suitable, after all, there are no women in the territory to touch him.

When the box was opened, the surrounding slaves and servants gasped involuntarily.

Every box was stuffed to the brim with gold and silverware as well as cloth, and one box was stuffed with parchment.

And found a jar of honey.

Adding these things together, it can be called an incomparably rich town, not to mention an incomparably rich country.

"Which nobleman was robbed?" Chi Yan swallowed.

Compared with being happy, Chi Yan is more worried now. After all, the one who can own so many things must be a big nobleman, and there are definitely a lot of people who travel with him. It is frightening to think of a robber who can rob such a big nobleman.

"It's probably been robbed for a while," Kleist said.

Chi Yan sighed: "That's really unlucky, did you notice the robbers when you came back? We won't be in danger, right?"

Kleist shook his head and said, "No, don't worry."

It's really far away from the town, even if the small bandit group can't grab it, the big bandit group will not seldom grab it.

The previous wave of bandits had few people and poor weapons, otherwise they wouldn't have picked Chi Yan's territory.

When Chi Yan was looking at the things in the box, the demons were also looking at Chi Yan.

They can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. To be precise, they only believe in fists.

But when they saw Chi Yan, none of them could look away.

It was as if there was something strange about the man.

The demons don't know how to describe this feeling.

When that person looked at them, even the most bloodthirsty and ferocious demons suddenly became well-behaved, and even began to care about their own image.

Chi Yan: "..."

He had just seen the new slave with the tumor on his nose winking at him.

And he still couldn't see the half of his face that was bleeding pus.

The other slaves were similar. They put on the poses that they thought were the most attractive, and looked at Chi Yan with charming eyes.

But most of them are like suffering from eye diseases, blinking like sand in the eyes.

Although he had long been used to being shown favors to him, he still couldn't bear so many miserable-looking people showing favors to him, and felt his eyes were irritated.

Chi Yan asked Kleist: "They...are so thin, are you sure they can work?"

He is looking for strong labor to come back, not a group of poor people who need him to support!

Kleist smiled, as if he had already thought that Chi Yan would have doubts. He said softly, "Although they look thin, they are very strong. Otherwise, with so many boxes, do you think I brought them back?"

Chi Yan: "Why didn't I pay attention to this?"

Now he went to see the slaves again.

Finally, he was able to see the muscles in his arms and legs through his thin figure.

Maybe what Kleist brought back were all potential stocks.

"But you brought back too much, not enough houses, and the clay hasn't been dug yet." Chi Yan has too many headaches now. Being a lord is not so easy. Before this matter is resolved, another problem arises Out.

Just like he has been thinking about weaving since last year, after more than half a year, he has just figured out the loom, and the ramie has just been planted.

Chi Yan thought of another thing: "We have to prepare the taxes to be paid."

Taxes can also be offset with money, or wheat, but the previous lords preferred to use wheat.

Chi Yan asked the servants to cover the box and carry it to the castle. The gold and silver in it could be sorted out and thawed to pay taxes. At least this year's taxes would not need to waste brain cells.

Chi Yan mourned for the robbed lord for three seconds, and then happily said to Kleist: "You can pick whatever you want from the box!"

Kleist: "I don't want anything, none of that matters to me."

"You really treat money like dung." Chi Yan said enviously, "I wish I had your ability."

If he goes out for a trip, he can pick up money that most people can't earn in a lifetime. No one wants to take a copper coin from him!

Chi Yan would rather be a miser than a boy who spread money.

After asking the servants to carry the box away, and asking the steward to take the new slave to take a bath and shave his head, Chi Yan and Kleist walked back to the castle.

There was no one else around, so Chi Yan asked Kleist: "Did you encounter anything during your trip?"

Now Chi Yan is eager to know the news from the outside world. The lessons of history tell him that it is not beneficial to build a car behind closed doors. He must keep up with the trend of the times and be a trendsetter who is at the forefront of the times.

Kleist: "It's okay, we almost didn't meet anyone on the road we took."

Chi Yan: "I still want to know what's going on outside. Since Josh left, I don't know what's popular outside."

Kleist thought for a long time, and finally found something new.

"I saw some nobles wearing strange shoes before." Kleist said, "the heels at the back are very high."

Chi Yan: "..."

A specialty of the times, high heels.

Kleist also said: "But it looks very heavy, it should not be easy to walk, do you want to wear it?"

Chi Yan shook his head quickly: "No."

I don't know when the stockings came out, even if they came out, he would never wear them!

Even if there are men wearing stockings everywhere, he will not join them.

And there was lace on the stockings, just thinking about it gave Chi Yan goosebumps.

Although silk stockings are not counted as women's clothing now, women's clothing will happen a hundred times once, and he refuses it.

I heard that in Europe in the past, pink represented men and blue represented women.

Because pink is a variant of bright red, it is said that because there is no fuel that can dye bright red, only pink can be dyed, and red is the color of blood, which is a representative of war and masculinity.

Blue is a symbol of melancholy, tranquility and gentleness.

It was only later that people pursued neutrality and gender equality. Women wore pink clothing one after another, and men could also try blue.

Later, the reason why women were pink and men were blue was forgotten, and people put labels on the color again.

Chi Yan felt that he was different, he liked yellow!

Before the time travel, the sportswear at home were basically yellow, walking on the road, he was the most blinding cub!

If he had to choose a color to represent him, he would choose yellow.

And it must be bright yellow, the kind that can blind people's eyes and think that he will inherit the throne in a second.

But Chi Yan is still very happy that he doesn't have to wear a skirt - I heard that Scottish skirts are still vacuum, if the wind blows...

The picture is so beautiful, I can't even imagine it.

Especially a group of men wearing skirts in vacuum, all blown up by the wind.

Spicy eyes!

But if it's Kleist in the dress.

Chi Yan thought about that scene, and finally felt that everything depends on the face.

The newly arrived slaves were all assigned to the dormitory, which was very crowded because of the large number of people, but no one complained—when they were in the abyss, they would find a small corner to sleep every day, and they must be surrounded by rocks. It would be reassuring to make sure no one could sneak up on him from behind.

After the servant left, they looked at each other's bald heads.

"It's ugly."

"You call me ugly?"

"Yeah, look at me, how pretty I am."

"You look pretty with such a big nose? Look at my teeth, they're pretty, they look fierce!"

"What's so good about your two front teeth, you should get two fangs out."

"It's a pity that I can't show my horns. My horns are the most beautiful."

"It's useless to show horns. It's only useful when horns are courting."

"Yes, our courtship season is coming too."

"Hey, I think the lord here is not bad, he is small and cute. The first time I saw him, I wanted to show him my horn."

"It would be better if he could touch my horn."

"What's so good about your horns, mine are the only ones! They're sharp and thick!"

Standing at the door, Kleist was about to go in and told the clansmen not to make trouble: "..."

Oh, are your horns as black as mine, as thick as mine, and as more suitable for courtship as mine?