Succubus' Manor

The cold wind howled in the woods, Chi Yan sneezed, and the butler quickly said, "My lord, let me put down the curtain."

Chi Yan waved his hand, and he said to the group of "robbers" outside the car: "I have a territory, and it's not difficult to accept you, but when you go, you can only work with my slaves."

After all, now that this group of people is in the past, it will be the rainy season soon, and they can't open up wasteland, and they can't raise them for nothing. They work like slaves. Not only can they integrate into the environment earlier, but they won't be raised to be lazy.

"Lord?" The robbers realized that they were only sad at first, but now they were frightened.

They thought that Chi Yan was just a small businessman, and if they knew he was the lord, they wouldn't dare to snatch him even if they were killed.

The common people's fear of the lord is deeply rooted. The lord holds the power of life and death, and if a lord is beaten or killed, the nearby lords will not sit and watch the fun. After all, there are such a group of robbers around, who knows what will happen next Will it be me.

Regardless of how scared they are now, Chi Yan continued: "We are going into the city now, and we will take the same road when we go back. Five days later, if you wait here, I will take you back."

None of the "robbers" spoke, their faces were blank, and their fear had not subsided.

Chi Yan said to the coachman, "Let's go."

He is willing to help, but he can't control whether others accept it or not.

The coachman drove the horse silently, and the carriage started to move again.

Only the "robbers" stood where they were, like abandoned wild dogs, terrified all day long. When they heard the good news, they couldn't show any excitement.

The butler closed the curtain, and said calmly, "My lord, they won't wait."

Chi Yan didn't understand it before, but now he understands it. He said softly, "I know...but they have to be given some choices."

For these people, there is nothing trustworthy in this world. People are more willing to believe in what they have worked hard for, rather than in the generous gifts of others, especially for these people who have experienced hell on earth.

Chi Yan: "Is the outside already so bad?"

Steward: "This is not the most chaotic time. I heard that 300 years ago, several countries fought in chaos. That was the worst time."

Separation of flesh and blood, exchange of children for food, killing and overselling, no morals and no checks and balances, people are like beasts, only the most inhumane, most vicious and cruel people can live well.

Chi Yan closed his eyes, he was no longer dizzy in the carriage, and said softly, "I'll sleep for a while."

The housekeeper looked at him lovingly: "You can rest."

Albert, who was riding on a horse, looked back, and could no longer see the shadows of the "robbers". As a knight, he still had some sense of justice in his heart, but justice has always been a luxury, and it has been a long time , will be worn down to only a little bit.

"I don't know what happened to my father and elder brother." Carl was worried. Unlike Albert, Carl was the son of a nobleman. Although he could not inherit the title, his father never treated him badly since he was a child, and even sent him to the Holy Court Being a knight found a way out for him.

His elder brother is many years older than him. When he was a child, he even thought that his elder brother was his father. When he left home, his elder brother also said that if he had a hard time outside, he could go home at any time.

Karl also went to the city to ask the courier to bring the letter home, but unfortunately there has been no reply.

He is now Chi Yan's knight, so naturally he will not abandon his master and go home, but they are his relatives after all, he can't let go, and his heart is raised in his throat.

Albert comforted: "Don't be afraid, your father is the lord, and your mother is the daughter of the viscount, so you can live well no matter what."

Carl sighed: "I hope."

Albert: "There are still people who care about you, but I don't even have anyone who cares about you."

Albert is the son of a knight, and his son inherited his father's business. His father died in battle, and his mother remarried. Since then, he has never seen his mother again, and his feelings for her are almost nonexistent. No one cares about him. , just care about yourself, besides being chic, sometimes I feel lonely.

Albert changed the subject to a lighter one: "Fortunately, we are following adults, otherwise we probably wouldn't have a good life now."

Carl followed Albert's words: "A few friends of mine used to write to me, but now..."

Long time no audio.

No one could have imagined that the accident would come so soon.

They talked all the way, and when they entered the city, they were all frightened by the scene in front of them.

A big city has walls, and when you enter the city, you will be stopped by guards. If you are a commoner, you have to hand over a large amount of food. If you are a nobleman, you need to produce paperwork.

Chi Yan was woken up by the loud noises outside. He lifted the curtain and took a look. The gate of the city was full of civilians. These were people who couldn't afford food. I don't know how long they stayed at the gate of the city, and there were still people praying. The guards let them in.

These guards are also ordinary people, and maybe they couldn't bear it at the beginning, but after a long time, they can only force themselves to harden their hearts and ignore these people.

After confirming the documents, the guard said to Albert with a bit of flattery and flattery: "My lord, go in."

Albert asked indifferently, "What about these people?"

The guard said bitterly: "They stay for a while, and when they find they can't get in, they will leave."

There will be these refugees outside every city, and they can't survive in their hometown, so they want to find a city that can take them in.

But keeping these two words is easier said than done. How can there be so much food to feed so many people?These people entered the city and found that they couldn't find a job and had no food. Would they break into the homes of civilians?Will it break into the merchant's house?

Can't let them in.

Albert sighed. He had always been a person who only cared about himself, but at this moment, he felt pity that he shouldn't have.

There are men and women, old and young, guarding outside the city gate. They are so thin that only a handful of bones are left. Those who can afford food have entered the city early. Those outside the city gate are poor people. Many of them are poor. If you catch a cold and get sick, you will fall when the wind blows.

"My lord! Take us in!"

"My lord! I will be your slave, as long as I have something to eat!"

"grown ups……"

Chi Yan couldn't bear to see, couldn't bear to hear, he held his breath in his chest, unable to vomit it no matter what.

But there are at least a few thousand people here, not dozens of people. He can help this, but can't help that, so Chi Yan's heart broke: "Go in."

The carriage entered the city.

However, when he entered the city, the situation was not as good as Chi Yan thought.

The street was still smelly, and there were excrement of people and livestock everywhere. There were many young men on the street, probably waiting for work. As the carriage moved forward, the people on the street rushed over and asked: "My lord! Will take care of the horse!"

"My lord, I can move goods, I have plenty of strength."

"I just want half a loaf of black bread."

The eyes of these people are shining. Every time a merchant enters the city, they will get a little reward. Although it is less, it is better than nothing.

Chi Yan said in the car: "Choose two people to lead the way, half a piece of black bread."

It is better to pay according to the market price.

When the people around the carriage heard this, they shouted excitedly: "My lord! I know the way here. I have lived here since I was a child, so I know everything!"

"I know too, my lord, I have quick legs!"

They shouted loudly, making Albert's ears ringing.

In the end, Albert chose two people to come out, and the others were not reconciled and kept making troubles.

Albert had no choice but to draw out the sword at his waist, and said angrily, "Get lost!"

The knight will not be punished for killing people, and the people who surrounded him quickly dispersed, leaving only those two.

These two were not chosen randomly by Albert, they were both teenagers, probably about thirteen or fourteen years old, the thin one only had a pair of big eyes, and the arms were extremely thin, but one protruding Stomach - filled with water, since you can't eat enough, let's drink enough.

One of the two teenagers walked ahead, and the other went to lead Albert's horse.

Their business is not easy, after all, they are young and look thin.

The young man who was leading the horse tried his best to talk to Albert: "My lord, are you here from the north?"

Albert had a hard smile on his face when he saw the other party talking, and he said in a relaxed tone: "You have good eyes."

The boy quickly said: "The people in the north seem to be stronger than those on our side!"

The so-called strong means being fat. Anyone who is fat these days is either an aristocrat or a big businessman. Ordinary people don't have the chance to get fat.

Albert: "Have you lived here since you were a child?"

The boy nodded: "My parents are both civilians, and they used to live by farming."

The boy said with a smile: "Life is a bit difficult now, but our family is still alive, there is nothing better than this."

The two teenagers led them to the holy courtyard. After getting the black bread, they saluted Chi Yan's carriage before running away.

Their hearts were pounding in their chests. Although the black bread given by the other party was half a piece, it was much more than the half piece given by the businessman. It was a whole piece!

Chopped up and soaked in soup, enough for the whole family to eat for two days!

"The lord in the carriage must be a good man." The boy leading the horse said to his companion, "If my parents weren't there, I would have wanted to be that lord's servant."

Another boy: "If you are so thin, adults will not pick you even if they pick servants."

"Go back quickly, don't let people see it, or someone will come and snatch it."

They ran very fast, like a gust of wind.

They can feel at ease only when they get home with bread in their stomachs.

The sanctuary looked a lot dilapidated, probably because of the plague, many places were damaged due to trampling, and the weight they should not bear. The sanctuary was not as lively as before, with believers always coming in and out.

Chi Yan walked up the long and high steps and walked into the gate of the Holy Court. The statue of the Holy Spirit is in the center of the hall. The Holy Court said that the Holy Spirit is only a consciousness, but it still carved five senses for the Holy Spirit. The eyes of the Holy Spirit are lowered, so that People couldn't tell whether his eyes were pity or ridicule.

The praying master walked towards Chi Yan and his party. Chi Yan was wearing a lord's costume, three layers inside and three layers outside. The other party could tell his identity at a glance - the lord appointed by the Holy Court.

Not everyone who works in the Holy Court can obtain the status of a lord. It is not so much a lord as an official. It is a pawn for the Holy Court to fight for power from the royal family. Only the local dean of the Holy Court must be the dean of Dacheng , I strongly recommend again that you can become a lord only after three times of review by the superior Holy Court, even if it is only a small manor owner, even if there are dozens or hundreds of people.

These people must be the most loyal believers of the Holy Court.

The praying master walked up to Chi Yan and saluted Chi Yan: "My lord."

Chi Yan had a clear goal this time, and he didn't want to waste time playing games with others. After returning the gift, he said, "I have something to see your dean."

This is not the Holy House where he was appointed, but it is closer to his territory.

The prayer teacher nodded: "Please follow me."

After saying these four words, the prayer teacher glanced behind Chi Yan: "You can only come alone."

Chi Yan nodded and followed the prayer teacher's pace.

The prayer teacher is not a talkative person, but it is hard to see a person who came from other places and also came from the Holy Court, and he will always be closer than others. The two walked in the corridor, and the prayer teacher said softly: "Now The holy courtyards everywhere are having a hard time, and the food collected will be sent to the holy city. If you are here to ask for help, I'm afraid..."

"No." Chi Yan said directly, "I hope to take over a big city."

The prayer teacher was taken aback. He didn't expect that there are still people who want to jump into the fire pit.

If we say that in the past, in peacetime, taking over the big city represented countless benefits, but now, taking over the big city means taking over countless troubles.

Chi Yan said devoutly: "The Holy Spirit blesses me, and I should also bless the weak."

The praying master looked at Chi Yan with red eyes. He really didn't expect there to be such stupid people in this world, but just because there are stupid people in this world, people still have a little hope.

Chi Yan said boldly: "If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. Although I am not rich, I am willing to contribute."

This sentence is said in the language here, not as grand as the original sentence, but the meaning is here, and the eyes of the prayer teacher are described as rabbit eyes, which are so red that they seem to cry in a blink of an eye.

The people in the Holy Court are relatively simple—except for those above who are messy and obsessed with power struggles, everyone else lives in a relatively closed environment. Even if it is bad, it is very limited, and most of them still retain With a pure heart.

It's just that they were brainwashed by the Holy Court. This pure heart can't help anyone, it will only push people into the abyss.

The prayer master led Chi Yan to the dean, who was standing on the window sill, overlooking the city - this dean should be very talented, although he was splashed with dung and cold water every day, he survived until his face At the age of growing white beards, most deans died of illness.

The dean seemed to be the same age as the butler, but he was not as serious as the butler, but had a face that could be called compassionate. When he turned his head, Chi Yan thought he had seen a compassionate Buddha on the shrine.

After saluting, Chi Yan said, "Dean, my name is Chi Yan, and I am the owner of the manor appointed by Sayuli Holy Academy."

The gentle dean smiled and said, "I remember you."

Chi Yan looked up at him.

The dean said with some nostalgia: "I have been old friends with Bishop for many years."

Bishop is the dean of Sayuli Holy Academy.

The dean looked at Chi Yan lovingly: "He mentioned you to me, saying that you are a kind and gentle child, that's why he strongly recommended you to be the owner of the manor."

When Chi Yan heard the old dean's name, he asked, "President Bishop, is he alright?"

Dean: "He took care of the sick himself, contracted the plague, and died."

"But don't be sad for him, he just went to heaven to serve the Holy Spirit."

Chi Yan's eyes were a little red.

Dean: "Don't cry, everyone has life and death, for those of us, death is the moment closest to the truth."

Chi Yan asked sullenly, "What is truth?"

The dean spread his hands: "I'm not dead yet, I don't know."

Chi Yan was almost amused by this inappropriate joke.

"You came here this time, you must have something to ask me to do, right?" The dean was there, with the shadow of an outsider.

Chi Yan nodded: "A holy envoy went to my territory last year and said that there is a big city nearby that lacks a lord."

The dean sighed: "You thought it was a big city, but without the lord, the big city has long been in chaos, and there are everyone."

"There are no civilians there. As for robbers, prostitutes, and thieves, do you know how difficult it is to manage such a place?" the dean persuaded, "They won't listen to you, they will only try to kill you."

Chi Yan didn't expect the city to be in such chaos.

The dean said: "The Holy Academy has sent three people there, and they are all dead."

"Since they have become like this, it's best not to worry about them." The dean smiled bitterly. He had no choice but to push people to the fire pit. It was easy to use a big city to deceive people, but at that time Life after life.

Chi Yan pursed his lips and said firmly, "Dean, I've already thought about it."

He had more than one hundred demon clans, and the population of a large city was only five thousand at most, and so many people died. Although the area was so large, the number of people living there was only about two thousand.

When the time comes, ask Kleist to bring a group of demons over, and Chi Yan is confident that he can suppress all the demons and monsters.

The dean thinks that Chi Yan is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. After all, it is not difficult to manage a small manor.

The dean wanted to persuade him again, but seeing Chi Yan's resolute expression and eyes, he couldn't say anything.

Chi Yan reminded him of when he was young. At that time, he was ambitious and thought that he could save the people struggling in the mud. However, after a long time, he knew that his ability was limited, so he entered the holy courtyard. Faith can make people Temporarily gaining peace, being the dean for so many years, the wish of the year seems to be far away from him.

So he said: "If you insist, I will write you a letter of appointment, and you can go directly after you get it."

Chi Yan asked strangely: "You don't need to give it to the Holy City..."

The dean shook his head: "No need."

He sighed: "The holy city has ignored these things for a long time."

As long as the food can be sent to the Holy City one after another, there will be no one to take care of them, and the chaos will become like this, and the top will become a mess, the Holy Court...

Dean: "It's just that if the people in my Holy Court have no place to go in the future, if you can take them in, you can take them in. Although none of them are smart, they are literate and have good hands and feet."

Chi Yan was silent for a while and said, "Otherwise, you can go there with me."

The dean smiled: "I'm leaving, what will the people in this city do? The more they need me at this time."

Chi Yan didn't speak.

He just looked into the dean's kind and loving eyes.

Dean: "Go, find a place to eat something, have a good rest, and get the letter of appointment in three days."

Chi Yan saluted the dean again, this time he saluted sincerely, because the old man in front of him deserves him to bow his head seriously and respectfully.

The prayer teacher sent him back to the hall.

"I heard that there are many people outside the city." The prayer teacher asked in a low voice.

Chi Yan nodded: "Many people."

The prayer teacher looked confused: "Why is this happening?"

Chi Yan didn't answer him.

Imperial power and divine power, as long as they have something to do with the word "quan", they must be incompatible.

Chi Yan was escorted by the prayer teacher to the door, where Kleist was waiting for him, and the autumn wind was blowing Kleist's robe, making a whistling noise, as if Kleist was about to ride the wind and go away in the next moment .

"What's wrong?" Kleist looked at Chi Yan's downcast expression, and subconsciously reached out, wanting to touch Chi Yan's cheek.

Fortunately, Kleist still remembered that it was outside, in public, so Kleist put his hand back.

The hand turned a corner, and it seemed a little helpless.

His Majesty the Demon King, who has always gone his own way, has now learned to consider others.

However, Chi Yan grabbed Kleist's hand, and pressed the other's palm to his face. Kleist's hand was slightly cold, only the palm was warm, and Chi Yan let out a long and comfortable breath.

The people standing under the steps pretended not to see it.

They were not fools, they had already seen the truth from the clues, and pinched their noses to admit that Kleist was their lord's wife.

Chi Yan: "It's nothing, I just suddenly feel a little emotional."

To be precise, it was a gratuitous sense of responsibility, as if he should do something.

But Chi Yan changed his mind and felt that he was thinking too much.

"Let's go, find a hotel to stay." Chi Yan said suddenly, "I want to ride a horse too."

Anyway, I can only walk slowly in the city.

Kleist nodded and held Chi Yan's hand: "I'll take you."

Chi Yan thought that the belt was probably when his father rode a motorcycle when he was a child, and he sat in the back seat and hugged his father's waist.

After getting on the horse, I discovered that the "belt" that Kleist said meant that he was sitting in the front and nestled into Kleist's arms. Te's chest was encircled by Kleist's steely arms.

Chi Yan: "..."

He felt that he was probably ashamed to see people.

Fortunately, no one here knows him.

Kleist said in his ear: "I still say that, you can do whatever you want, I'm here."

Chi Yan was about to be moved when Kleist added: "Whoever you want to die, I'll kill you for you."

The emotion that Chi Yan had just raised disappeared in an instant, and he thought blankly - Kleist had no bottom line in pampering him, but fortunately he had a bottom line himself, otherwise he might become a big devil.