Succubus' Manor

The building of the Holy Court has only one floor, but it is particularly tall and magnificent. Several stone pillars stand tall and carved with a figure of the Holy Spirit. The masters wore brightly colored robes—dyes were extremely expensive, and the brighter the garments, the more expensive they were.

Chi Yan got down from the carriage. He was wearing his most solemn costume - there were six layers in total, and he wore almost all the accessories he could find on his body. He was almost out of breath with the clothes stacked on his body.

Fortunately, the weather was cool, otherwise he might have died of heat on the way.

Even Kleist asked him, "Can you still walk?"

Chi Yan said stubbornly, "I can!"

Before thinking about the stairs, Chi Yan grabbed Kleist's wrist and said with a look of despair: "It turns out that I can't."

There is also a pair of leggings in his trousers, which are very tight and not elastic. The housekeeper said that this is to make the legs look better. It is etiquette and must be worn. As a result, he even has problems walking up the stairs. .

Can anyone actually go about their daily activities in a suit like this?

Albert and Carl hurried up, their faces were excited, their eyes sparkled and they said, "My lord! I'll help you up!"

"I'll carry you up!"

"I'll carry you up!"

Chi Yan: "Forget it, don't make any trouble, I'll grab Kleist and go up."

Only two knights and Kleist, an idle guest, accompanied him to the Holy Court. The butler had to stay in the territory to prevent emergencies. The stewards in the territory were actually uneducated civilians. Chi Yan didn't care So relieved.

Kleist stretched out his arms. He was too beautiful, and his every move was extremely elegant. He was like a gentleman in the nobility, bending slightly: "Please."

Chi Yan stood there. He didn't let the girl take his arm, but he never thought of holding a man's arm. Shouldn't friends help each other with shoulders and backs?

Arm arm movements are exclusive to the opposite sex, right?

So Chi Yan stretched out his arm and tried his best to wrap around Kleist's shoulder.

Kleist: "..."

Chi Yan: "I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Kleist could only walk up the steps with Chi Yan maintaining the good posture of the two brothers.

Albert and Carl stared at Kleist's back jealously, as if there was substance in that gaze.

Chi Yan was received by a young prayer teacher. He first bowed slightly to Chi Yan, and then asked Chi Yan why he was here.

Chi Yan: "I want to raise some animals in my territory, and this time I'm here to ask the Holy Court for approval."

Ever since the young prayer teacher raised his head and saw Chi Yan, his gaze had been fixed on Chi Yan's face in a daze. His eyes were round, and he seemed to have forgotten how to blink. He didn't return until Chi Yan urged him a few times. God said, "Come with me."

While leading the way, the prayer teacher kept asking Chi Yan.

"Are you the newly appointed lord of Sayuli Holy Academy? You are so young."

"Chi Yan, your name is really good. I have never heard the voice of the Holy Spirit. The dean said that I still need to practice."

The praying teacher spoke softly, and his attitude towards Chi Yan was not bad. When his eyes met Chi Yan, he would lower his head, and his cheeks flushed. Come here, you can find me."

"If your territory needs a prayer teacher, I can also..."

Chi Yan: "If my territory can have a prayer teacher, I will definitely ask you to come over!"

The prayer teacher seemed to have heard some sweet words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth were raised wildly, looking very happy.

Albert rolled his eyes behind him and almost turned his eyes out of the sky.

The prayer master took them to meet the holy envoy, but the dean could not see them. As the person with the best status in the holy courtyard, the dean is the spokesperson of the local Holy Spirit. superior.

The Holy Envoy was a middle-aged man. He had a big wise beard and wore brighter clothes. The robes on his body had at least seven colors and complicated patterns. He quickly agreed to Chi Yan's request.

"After signing this contract, after exorcising the animals, the Holy Court will send people to send the animals to your territory."

When the envoy said this, he smiled and touched the back of Chi Yan's hand under his sleeve.

The smile on Chi Yan's face almost froze.

He now understands why women react so strongly when encountering some seemingly "minor" harassment. He just wanted to jump up and hit someone after being touched on the back of his hand.

"Thank you, thank you Holy Spirit." Chi Yan lowered his head, looking devout.

The envoy suddenly said: "You can stay in the holy courtyard for one night, and I can pray for you at night."

Albert and Carl couldn't see what was going on under the sleeves just now. They felt that the envoy was more pleasing to the eye than the previous prayer teacher, and it was a good thing to have the envoy's blessing, which was very rare.

"No need." Kleist suddenly stepped forward and stood beside Chi Yan, "The territory is unattended right now."

The envoy narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Chi Yan, "Who is this?"

Chi Yan obviously couldn't say that Kleist was just his guest, after all, guests would not dictate to the master, so he had a flash of inspiration and said, "It's my housekeeper, as he said, I'm going back to the territory tonight. "

The envoy sighed: "That's really a pity, if you come to the Holy Court next time, I can still bless you."

Chi Yan: "Thank you."

If he wasn't afraid of being arrested, he would have blown the head of the envoy.

Before leaving, Chi Yan asked the prayer teacher if he could walk around the holy courtyard under the prayer teacher's care and feel the breath of the Holy Spirit.

Of course the prayer master would not refuse, he was eager to have a few more words with Chi Yan.

"I heard a sound in there." Chi Yan heard the "babbling" sound of the wood, and he looked towards the room where the sound came from.

The prayer teacher smiled and said, "That's the weaving room."

Chi Yan: "Can I go and have a look?"

The prayer teacher nodded: "Of course, this is the wisdom of the Holy Spirit. Everyone should see it, admire it, and appreciate the generosity and father-like heart of the Holy Spirit."

Chi Yan smiled.

The prayer teacher led them to the door, they could not go in, they could only observe outside the door.

The weaver is a man, and he is also very brightly dressed. He holds a wooden shuttle in his hand and stands in front of a very simple wooden frame. He works carefully, but the weaving speed is very slow. Not very close either.

This cloth should be the cheapest type.

This loom is obviously also an "old model".

After all, the clothes worn by the people in the holy courtyard cannot be made of such cloth.

There is a reason for anyone to visit.

The people who can come here are all nobles, and it is certainly not that no nobles want to make looms.

But the problem is that the nobles came here and found that the loom can only weave the cheapest cloth on the market, and the investment and income are not proportional, so they obviously will not continue to use the loom.

That's why the Holy Court displayed it so generously.

Chi Yan found it strange that the Holy Academy should actually be considered a very developed and creative organization, but they refused to take out these things that can promote social development, so this place is still so backward.

Slaves didn't even have to wear clothes.

Chi Yan watched carefully, carefully observing the structure of the loom, seeing how the joints are connected, visually measuring the length of the boards and sticks, and the details of the wooden shuttle. He mentally traced the appearance of the loom.

It's like drawing an exploded picture on white paper.

Although I can't look at it up close, the luckiest thing is that because of the simplest loom, the structure is also very simple and there are no complicated places. If you change to a more sophisticated loom, you may have a lot of details to see. No, it cannot be imitated and recreated.

"It's easier than I thought." Chi Yan whispered in Kleist's ear when he left, his hot and humid breath sprayed Kleist's ear, Kleist subconsciously raised his hand and touched himself earlobe.

Kleist gave a very soft "hmm".

Chi Yan's mood improved again.

Although he sold a wave of hue, the harvest was not small. Even the simplest loom could at least allow the slaves to wear clothes. The weather was getting colder, and he didn't want to watch the slaves die before his eyes.

And in his eyes, "slaves" are not slaves, they are all human beings who live in his territory and are his "people".

On the way back, Kleist asked Chi Yan in the carriage: "Isn't it more convenient to buy cloth instead of weaving it yourself? The price is the same."

Chi Yan was using a quill pen to draw the floor plan of the loom on the blank parchment.

In addition to the overall plan, he had to draw three views.

"It's too expensive." Chi Yan didn't raise his head, "In the short term, the price is about the same, but if we use it for a longer time, we will save more money."

Kleist's eyes were complicated: "Are you not afraid that I will tell the Holy Court?"

Chi Yan looked up at him, and the quill stopped: "You can't."

Kleist laughed, "Why do you think so?"

Chi Yan just affirmed: "I don't think you will, my intuition has always been accurate."

Ever since he was a child, his intuition has made no mistakes. One year his parents were planning to take him to the beach for a trip, and he felt suffocated. His intuition told him that going to the beach must be nothing good. If he didn't believe it, he could only play around at home, which made his parents cancel the trip.

Sure enough, on the day they were supposed to be standing on the beach enjoying the sun, there was a tsunami.

His intuition can't tell him what's going to happen, but it can make him aware of danger.

Everyone has intuition or a sixth sense, but some people are strong and others are weak. Some people suddenly feel that there is a scene that seems to be similar. Where have they seen it? Chi Yan belongs to the people with stronger intuition in the crowd.

Kleist obviously didn't believe it. He just thought that Chi Yan was probably the most naive person. He thought that the world was full of good people and there were no bad people. This made Kleist feel very complicated. It will kill you one day."

Chi Yan: "...I'm not naive."

He is always the most insidious one when playing games!The grass is his home!Never confront the enemy head-on.

A real man will explode the other party's ass.

Kleist leaned against the carriage.

Chi Yan also didn't want to argue with the other party that he was not naive. If he really talked about it, he would be really naive.

He continued to immerse himself in drawing pictures, strengthening his memory while drawing.

Drawing on parchment is not safe enough, it is best to keep it in your mind.

Kleist looked at Chi Yan's drawing, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were focused, his lips were tightly pursed, serious to the point of seriousness, but still as beautiful as a painting, his black hair and amber eyes The eyes are right in front of his eyes, attracting him.

If there are more people in the succubus race.

What a terrible thing.

The author has something to say: Chi Yan: "I never dreamed that I still have a hue that can be betrayed!"