[West Fantasy] The noble lady who was divorced became rich

Mariana's first reaction after hearing "Odin's Little Emperor" was "There are always people who want to harm me", and even in a certain moment afterwards, various conspiracy theories flashed in her mind.

However, when the drow uttered the second half of the sentence, Marianne, whose thinking was interrupted, suspected for a moment that she was hallucinating.

"Say what you just said again." Mariana let go of her evil hands, with a suspicious expression on her face: "Why did Odin's little emperor send you here?"

"So that you don't forget him." The drow said very patiently: "Me and Figgosir are his substitutes. Originally, the little emperor of Odin only wanted to send Figosir, but this guy's His personality is too bad, so Odin's little emperor asked me to assist him."

Mentioning his task, the drow elves did not show any humiliation. In his race, it is normal for Gein to please women in the ruling class: "Odin's little emperor is not sure if you are a person who likes the new and dislikes the old. , so I deliberately chose me, who is the complete opposite of Figohill, as your seasoning agent when you are bored."

"Seasoning agent?" Marianna lifted the drow's chin, looking a little playful: "He is really a big-hearted man unexpectedly. Such a considerate man should not be an emperor, but should be a daughter-in-law for those rich and powerful lords. "

"If Odin's little emperor is lucky enough to hear your evaluation of him, he will definitely be moved to tears." The drow elves still had that unbelievably docile look: "Compared to your harsh words to him, Odin's The little emperor is even more afraid that you will forget him."

Speaking of which, the drow still held his chest with his right hand, and made a very sincere look: "If you hadn't taken us away in the slave market in Saigante, maybe the little emperor of Odin would have let us taste All kinds of torture in the world."

"..." Mariana suddenly felt unspeakably blocked, and finally said to Abigail, "Let's go!"

The drow was a little surprised by Mariana's attitude, so he asked tentatively, "Is there nothing else you want to ask?"

Mariana looked at the dark pupils of the drow, and the other party continued: "For example, how did Odin's little emperor know that you would go to Segante, and for example, how did he stuff us in?"

The voice of the drow elves reveals the temptation of feathers blowing on the face: "You are my master."

From Marianne's perspective, she could clearly see the drow's soul-stirring collarbone and slender neck.Then a well-proportioned right hand stroked along the chin to the supraclavicular socket, and finally wandered along the right clavicle to the earlobe.

"Of course I'm your master." Mariana turned a blind eye to the seduction of men who were close at hand, but she still gave the drow a glimmer of hope when she turned around: "Wash them clean and bring them back tomorrow."

Abigail responded casually, and whispered to Mariana the moment she walked out of the dungeon: "Do you want to sleep with that drow?"

"What if I say yes?" Mariana said without concealment: "Since it's the first time, I must find a skilled worker, otherwise I will be the one who suffers in the end."

"However..." Mariana thought about the appearance of the old drow driver, and she felt a little uncomfortable: "It's my loss to give the first time to a being who is not a virgin."

"Pfft... You don't want to suffer, but you also want the other person to be a virgin. There is no such thing as the best of both worlds." Abigail shook her head, expressing that she couldn't understand Mariana's brain circuit.

However, in the next second, she was so startled by Mariana's answer that she almost tripped over.

"Maybe I can ask him to guide me." Mariana said thoughtfully: "I am young, beautiful and rich, and I don't really want to marry in the future. If this is the case, why should I wrong myself? Besides, this kind of thing, as long as If you want to learn, you will definitely get results.”

"Then what if he loses control in the middle?" Abigail couldn't bear to look directly: "Not everyone has extraordinary patience and self-discipline."

"That's why we need the guidance of 'professionals'." Mariana said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if they are happy, the key is that I am happy."

"That's true." Abigail felt that it was normal for Mariana to think so, after all, the Grand Duchess Aquique was the example before her.

Since Mariana was born, Count Calda has rarely stepped into the court of Aquique, and it is impossible for the Grand Duchess of Aquique to guard herself like a jade for a estranged husband who already has a mistress and has little relationship with her, so Mariana is sensible. In the end, the handsome man who followed the Grand Duchess Aquique changed every year, but there was no one who could persist for three years.

At least Mariana grew up so old, and she has never seen the Grand Duchess Aquique looking for old bacon over 30 years old.Therefore, to a certain extent, the Grand Duchess Aquique and the Earl of Calda are very "special" people.

A man who only likes handsome men under the age of 30, and a mistress who only likes childhood sweethearts.

As for the three children of the Grand Duchess of Aquique, Henry and Marianne, except for Lucius who was about to be unmarried because of the Templar rules, perfectly inherited the face control attributes of the Grand Duchess of Aquique.

However, compared with Henry, who started wandering in the land of flowers at the age of 14, Marianne, who was sent to marry before the age of ten, had no chance to emulate her mother.However, judging by her aesthetics, whether it is Richard from Solins, Seys from Cantero, or Emperor Odin who just broke off her engagement, they are all beautiful men in a million.

After all, the compatibility of the upper class with the lower class also includes the other party's wealth and beauty.

It's just that these three men left Mariana with bad memories, so she subconsciously ignored the impact of their looks.

"Hey! What are you thinking?" Abigail noticed that Mariana's pupils were starting to empty, so she kindly pulled her arm to prevent the latter from accidentally hitting the building.

"I'm thinking about something unpleasant." Mariana shook her head, removing the three annoying faces from her mind.

"I don't want to see such a thing as my ex-fiancé again in my life." Marianna suddenly sighed, and Abigail teased her.

"Don't talk too much." The little witch showed an inscrutable expression: "We witches believe that luck is conserved. Maybe the bad luck you have accumulated in the past 15 years is just to break out in a certain day in the future. The lucky energy of people being dumbfounded."

"Then I have a good word for you." Mariana casually responded to Abigail's comfort, but she didn't know that her luck had already arrived.

It's just this bloody transshipment, accompanied by the shattered ambition of a king and the broken ending of a woman.