Succubus' Manor

The sun was a little dazzling. Andrew stretched out his hand to block the sun. He was riding a horse, and the entourage behind him hurried on in silence. Andrew took out the water bag and took a sip of water before exhaling a long breath.

Sui trotted to Andrew's side: "My lord, the envoy is coming soon."

Andrew nodded.

If I had known earlier, he would not have made this trip.

Andrew wiped the sweat from his brow, regretting his choice for the first time, how did he know that this place is so remote? !

The lofty ambitions he had had when he left the holy courtyard were completely wiped out.

Such a territory, if you think about it, you know that it will not be very rich. Even if he arrives, he will not get any benefits or enjoy any fun.

When he finally saw the castle, the stone in Andrew's heart was finally let go. Having a castle proved that it wasn't too bad.

The entourage also breathed a sigh of relief. Compared with Andrew having a horse, they can only rely on their legs. If they can't get there, their legs will be broken.

"What are they doing?" Andrew asked his followers curiously.

Follower: "Building a house in...?"

Andrew became even more curious: "I haven't seen anyone build a house yet! Go there!"

The moment Andrew and his party set foot on Chi Yan's territory, Chi Yan knew that someone from the Holy Court was coming, not because he had other supernatural powers and talents - Kleist told him.

But it's too late, even if people stop working now, half of the houses will be there, even if the holy envoy has brain problems, he will not be able to see well.

That being the case, we can only settle down when it comes. At worst, Chi Yan turns his charisma value to the third gear and betrays a wave of hue.

Andrew and his party also received the attention of slaves and civilians. Everything here made Andrew extremely novel. He was born in the Holy Court and grew up in the Holy Court. This was the first time he left the Holy Court as an adult. Never come to such a deserted and remote place far away from the city.

He never knew that the original manor was like this—new wheat had been planted in the field, although it was only showing its head, but he could already imagine that when it was time to harvest, the wheat field would sway under the blowing of the wind. Golden waves stretch as far as the eye can see.

"My lord, I am the lord's personal servant." It is also Kadi's responsibility to entertain distinguished guests.

Cardi had a humble attitude, bowed his head respectfully and said, "Please come with me."

As for the followers behind, of course, ordinary servants will take them away and arrange accommodation.

Only angels can live in the castle.

Andrew got off his horse, handed over the reins to the servant waiting aside, and followed Cady towards the castle.

"Where is your lord?" Andrew's tone was very rude. The power of the Holy Court was so great that some minor nobles had to bow their heads in front of the holy envoy, let alone a small manor owner appointed by the local Holy Court.

When Cady heard Andrew's tone, he clenched his hands into fists, but still said in the tone just now: "My lord is still resting."

Andrew: "Oh, then he can sleep quite well. It seems that he doesn't take me as a holy envoy seriously."

Cardy even bit her lower lip, wishing she could grab Andrew's hair and hit Andrew against the wall so that his head would bleed.

Chi Yan didn't get dressed until Andrew arrived in the hall. The weather was getting hotter. Chi Yan never paid attention to dressing in the castle. He even made people make short-sleeved shorts and ran around wearing slippers every day. The servants have long been used to it. Chi Yan Yan himself got used to it.

Now that he was asked to put on aristocratic clothes again, he felt that his hands and feet were bound and he was uncomfortable everywhere.

Kleist helped Chi Yan put on his coat, and Chi Yan complained, "Why are you here so early? I thought it would be at least seven or eight days later."

As soon as Kleist exerted his strength, Chi Yan yelled, "Don't! You're strangling my chest muscles!"

Kleist couldn't help laughing: "Pectoral muscles?"

Chi Yan grabbed his chest with both hands: "It's very obvious! I can feel it myself!"

Kleist said seriously, "Well, you have pectoral muscles."

Chi Yan proudly said: "In the future, my chest muscles will definitely look better than yours."

Kleist's pectoral muscles are really beautiful, not obtrusive at all, unlike a bodybuilder, who is very stylish and good-looking, like a male star, especially beautiful.

Chi Yan often drools at Kleist's figure.

If he had Kleist's height and figure, he would be able to wake up with a smile in his dreams.

After getting dressed, Chi Yan finally met Andrew who was waiting impatiently in the lobby.

Andrew is not very old, he is still a young man, probably about the same age as Chi Yan - most importantly, they are both about the same height.

Chi Yan, who was still maliciously speculating about the envoy just now, suddenly felt a sense of intimacy like a family member when he saw Andrew!

Among the men, there was a man who was about the same height as him, maybe a little shorter than him, it was just a stroke of luck!

When Andrew saw Chi Yan, his eyes lit up, and the impatience on his face just now faded instantly.

The two looked at each other across the hall, and their eyes were full of sympathy.

Andrew stood up: "You are Lord Chi Yan?"

Chi Yan walked over: "You must be the Holy Envoy, right?"

The two "adults" looked at each other, and both came to the conclusion that the other looked very good.

At this time, Chi Yan did not use his racial talent, but relied entirely on his own charm to deal with people.

Andrew sold his foundation in a few words: "Hey, if I hadn't gone to cry and beg the dean, I still wouldn't be able to get out!"

Because Chi Yan also stayed in the Holy Court for a few years, the two had a common topic: "My former dean was very talkative, so I don't know what's going on in the Holy Court now."

Chi Yan has feelings for the people in the Holy Court, but not for the Holy Court.

The holy courtyard is a magical place. It looks very good, and it can make the people inside have no worries about food and clothing, but it uses all kinds of strict and almost strict rules to restrict the most basic "freedom" of people, even when it is time to go to the toilet. There are regulations, and there are also regulations on large and small sizes.

After staying in the holy courtyard for a long time, he will either be completely brainwashed, or become a walking dead without thinking.

However, when he was in the Holy Court, because of his invincible charm, he basically didn't have to do any other work except reading the Bible.

Except for the dean who has to be splashed with feces every day, other people will not feel any better. They have to kneel on the ground in the ice and snow, and they have to hold slates in their hands. Every year, many weak or elderly people die in the Holy Academy.

Even the young people in the holy courtyard seem to be very sick.

But they all believe in the holy spirit devoutly, and they are devout to fulfill the orders of the upper holy court.

Andrew was talking dry, picked up the water glass on the table and drank it down, and continued: "Last year, the higher-ups said that taxes would be raised."

Chi Yan was secretly startled, and asked the servant to refill a glass of water for Andrew.

Andrew said earnestly: "Increase the tax, many people will not have to spend it."

It's not like those people in the local holy courtyard don't know that people can't live anymore. Years of locust plagues have almost destroyed people's hopes. Every day, people become slaves, and there are always abandoned babies in front of the holy courtyard.

But the Holy Court above said that for the sake of the Holy Spirit, they must also faithfully complete the task.

"You came from the Holy Academy, so you don't need to increase taxes this year, but next year it won't work." Andrew patted Chi Yan on the shoulder like a big brother, "If it doesn't work, just follow the Holy Spirit who sent you here." Please write a letter from the courtyard, you should go back to the Holy Academy if you are no longer the lord."

Chi Yan looked at him, and Andrew said amiably, "That's right, I'm here instead, and I don't want to go back."

In the past, the Holy Court still controlled the taxation. After the common people paid the tax, the remaining food was enough to eat. After all, wool cannot kill the sheep.

But in recent years, the Holy Academy has become more and more unscrupulous, and has no bottom line. It seems that it has reached the point where it is ready to slaughter a group of lean sheep for meat.

Chi Yan asked Kadi to lead Andrew to the room.

Sitting in the hall in a daze.

When Kleist came out, what he saw was Chi Yan's eyes without focus.

When Kleist came to Chi Yan's side, Chi Yan whispered, "I think...something might happen!"

Kleist also imitated him and lowered his voice: "What's the big deal?"

Chi Yan's voice was even softer, the voice was only the size of a mosquito: "Either, the Holy Court decided to abolish the royal family directly, or, there is going to be a war."

But it is not very scientific to only collect food in war, but not to catch strong men.

Therefore, the probability of abolishing the royal family is relatively high.

Chi Yan's little brain told him to turn. He didn't have any political sense, but he saw a lot in books anyway.

He sometimes reads novels, and when he sees some readers complaining about the low ranks of Zhengdou and Gongdou, Chi Yan wants to say that many fighting Gongdou are really that stupid.

"But if the royal family is abolished, the royal family will definitely struggle." Chi Yan, "Even if the king is stupid, the queen and other ministers are not."

What's more, there are so many nobles. Even if the Holy Court does not move the nobles, the nobles will not be so stupid that they will not move them if the Holy Court abolishes the royal family.

Moreover, the king and the queen are relatives. Before the aunt became the queen, she had two husbands, and after her husband died, all the property belonged to her. She is a woman who is not willing to be mediocre, and she is also very powerful. woman.

Even the steward said that if there was no holy house, the king might have died long ago.

After all, being a queen is not as good as being a king's mother, especially when the new king is her young son.

There is nothing greater than a mother's influence on her child.

She may have long been dissatisfied with the power of the Holy Court, but the Queen's seat appeased her.

But it can be pacified for a while, but not for a lifetime. As her desire for power expands, she will definitely find ways to deal with the Holy Court.

And the king, an extremely weak king taught by the Holy Court, cannot be the queen's opponent, especially the queen is his own aunt.

Not only his wife, but also his elders.

If there was no holy court to support the king back then, perhaps the person sitting on the throne now is the queen. According to the order of succession, the children of the first two kings died. If the current king also died, she would be the first heir.

In layman's terms, it means "kill him, and I will be king".

Chi Yan felt that if he and the housekeeper had guessed correctly, the queen might already be preparing to kill her husband.

She has a married child, and she has two sons, so she is very safe, whether she sits on the throne by herself or supports her son to ascend the throne.

The Holy Court must have sensed her thoughts. After all, the royal family is still influential, and the power of governance in various places is still in the hands of the nobles. Once the new king, like Joels V, re-supports Protestantism, it will last for two consecutive generations. If it continues, the Holy Academy will suffer unprecedented damage.

People are hungry and living a difficult life, and they can only rely on faith to alleviate fear and despair.

For them, it doesn't matter which denomination they belong to.

The people are ignorant and easily deceived. Whoever can deceive them longer and deeper will be the winner.

Chi Yan said seriously: "It's already very dangerous."

Kleist touched Chi Yan's head, he smiled and said, "Are you afraid?"

Chi Yan said honestly, "I'm afraid."

Although I have died once, I am still afraid of death.

He wants to live longer, and it doesn't need to be too long. Seven to eighty years old is enough. If possible, it is best to die without consciousness. He will die of old age naturally, and his life will be over when he falls asleep.

I don't want to starve to death, I don't want to die of cold, and I don't want to be killed because of the war.

Kleistwen said: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you."

If all the demons under the abyss are brought out, they will be an invincible army.

Chi Yan sighed: "Hey!"

Kleist: "Why are you sighing?"

Chi Yan played with his fingers, leaned on the chair and said, "It is said that children are the continuation of parents' lives. It seems that I have no continuation to extend!"

Kleist is smiling.

Chi Yan stood up quickly: "Just kidding! You are better than a hundred children! I'll go to the kitchen to see if lunch is ready."

After Chi Yan finished speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Leaving Kleist standing where he was, with a smile on his face.

Because Andrew is here, you can't have "delicious" lunch, you still have to eat black bread, roasted rotten meat, and by the way, a thick soup with a lot of spices. From Chi Yan's point of view, this is torture, but from Andrew's point of view, This is enjoyment.

With meat and thick soup, it is not a little bit better than in the holy courtyard.

If he were Chi Yan, he wouldn't want to go back to the Holy Court, he would just chew on black bread every day, and the businessmen outside would live better than them!

Even prostitutes or male prostitutes in brothels can occasionally eat some meat and drink some soup.

Andrew ate his share of food like a hungry pig, touched his swollen stomach and said to Chi Yan, "Did you suffer a lot from the locust plague last year?"

Chi Yan had prepared his speech a long time ago, and said with a sad face: "The wheat is all destroyed, only some soybeans are left, and the wheat used now is bought from a merchant."

Andrew also felt sorry for him. The overwhelming locusts came every year, and every time they came, it was like night, sweeping despair and fear.

Chi Yan: "Is there enough food in the Holy Court?"

Andrew didn't know Chi Yan's sinister intentions to inquire about the news, so he said sincerely: "It's not enough, I have to give it to the superior, barely enough to eat, but I dare not pick up the abandoned baby."

The days are getting more and more difficult, but there is no contraceptive method, and there are few entertainment activities, so there are a lot of abandoned babies on the street.

If the parents still care about the child, they will throw the child at the gate of the holy courtyard.

If even the parents don't care about it, they just throw it on the street, and some directly fall to death and throw it into the woods.

Fortunately, it is not sad to the point where it is easy to change children.

Andrew was a little envious of Chi Yan: "It would be great if I could be sent out too."

It is better to be a lord than to endure hardships in the Holy Court, but the current situation is not good, and it is difficult to leave the Holy Court.

The nobles probably haven't realized that the good times are over, and they are still exhausting their luxury. They would rather spend a lot of food to buy useless things than store the food or distribute it to the poor who can't eat.

When the people starve to death, or run away hungry, and only slaves and barren fields are left in the territory, they will find that the sky above them has changed.

After hearing Andrew's complaint, Chi Yan began to sip the soup. Although it was unpalatable, he didn't know how to eat it now, and he didn't think it was unpalatable.

It seems that we should cash out the things we have in hand earlier, before the chaos is completely messed up, and if it really gets messed up, we may not be able to buy what we need with money and food.

Only merchants will be happy, the more chaos, the more they can drive up prices and fill their wallets.

Moreover, last winter was so cold that Chi Yan was a little worried about the change of the climate. If the climate changes too much, it indicates that natural disasters are coming.

Drought, flood, earthquake, etc., are all unbearable for this land.

I just don't know how Dahe and the others are doing now.

——Dahe is not doing well now, and he is worried every day. Ever since Kleist killed Deve in front of so many people, Dahe has been worried that some businessman will go to the lord to inform him.

But the strange thing is that no businessman informed them. They quickly divided up Difu's goods and seized Difu's business at the same time, and then the world was peaceful.

As for Da He, he has changed from being nervous at the beginning to now that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

When facing other people, he can also open his mouth to speak.

Sometimes Dahe would talk to Hei: "Tell me, when will your lord let us go back?"

Hei ate the fish floss with no expression on his face: "If His Majesty doesn't let us go back, we won't go back."

The black nails were grinding on the wooden table, and the sound could be heard with teeth grinding.

Hei himself didn't feel it. After sharpening his nails, he said, "You humans are too weak."

Dahe couldn't say a word. He wanted to say that he was a goblin, not a human race, but in the eyes of these abyssal demons, apart from the demons, they were all human beings. They had two forms: human form and original form, while human form only had one form.

"You need clothes, we don't." Hei said with a sense of superiority, "After we transform into our original form, our skin is thick and we won't feel cold. You need weapons. Our claws are sharper than your weapons. You Shields are needed, and our skins are shields."

Dahe sighed helplessly after hearing Heiyi's extremely superior speech.

Sometimes he really felt that these demons had no brains, and the only way to solve the problem was to fight and kill.

But also because of this, the merchants in the city are very obedient, afraid of being killed if they are not careful.

I died, and my wife remarried with their children. Is there anything worse than this?

Da He: "We need to buy pig iron."

Hei: "Let the merchants go, they can think of a way."

Dahe felt that the merchants divided up Difu's property very quickly, but they would probably shirk doing such a mind-boggling business.

But he still had to ask, so he sent the servants he bought after he came here to send invitations to the merchants.

The merchants came obediently, but they were not going to obediently go to pig iron.

Of course, they would not directly say that they were unwilling to do things, but felt that the most ferocious black-haired man was not there. This goblin looked stupid and stupid at first sight, so if he flicked around casually, the matter would pass.

"My lord, it's not that we don't want to do things for you, but the iron mines are all in the hands of the Duke..."

"Yes, my lord..."

They were all saying that it was not easy for them, everyone had such sincerity on their faces, and looking for pig iron was to let them go to hell, as long as Dahe still had a conscience, he would not be able to force these people to find pig iron.

What's more, when these people are gone, they can escape at will.

Hei is a deadhead. After listening to the businessman, he gave his companion a wink, and the door and window of this room were firmly closed in an instant.

Cut off from the outside world, only the candlelight flickers on and off.

The merchants fell silent for a moment, not daring to say a word.

If they dare to speak out, they don't want their lives. Although they love money, their lives are also important.

Dahe glanced at Hei, he knew that he should be tough now, and the merchants would agree to whatever request he made now.

Hei also glanced at Dahe, then rolled his eyes.

It seemed to be mocking Dahe for being cowardly and unbearable for the entrustment of the lord.

Da He's black-backed eyes couldn't bear the excitement, and finally said harshly: "If you can't find the pig iron, you don't have to leave this house!"

"I'll let you bring your family and arrange it yourself. If I don't see Pig Iron by this time next year, you'll just die here!"

Dahe said fiercely: "Whoever begs for mercy or cries will die now. If you have this spirit, why don't you ask someone to find pig iron? I don't care about your lives, it's up to you whether you care!"

You can't let the merchants find it by themselves. Once they go out, they will be free to let the birds fly. They don't want their cruel wives and children. They go to other places. If they have money and goods, they can still marry and have children.

Only the businessmen themselves are here, and they will find the most effective way to save their lives.

Make sure that the people sent out will not run away with money and goods, and make sure that they can bring back the pig iron to save themselves.

The businessmen didn't cry or make noise, they were all thinking.

In the end, they asked Dahe to bring someone from their family one by one.

"My eldest son, and my old squire John."

"Let my wife come."

"My nephew."

……

After they finished talking, Hei smiled and said, "That's good."

Hei rubbed his chin, thinking that His Majesty still had the foresight.

When His Majesty left, he said to him: "You only need to protect Dahe, kill the disobedient people, let Dahe do other things, if he can't do it, kill him, throw him away, and let people come back and tell Chi Yan Dahe There was an accident."

"If he can, let him live."

Hei looked at Dahe who was clutching his chest with lingering fear, and showed a sinister smile.

This little goblin saved his own life.

Whether these businessmen can save their own lives is uncertain.