A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

Veronica took a step back under the sharp stare, she belatedly relieved her tension with a smile: "What did you know from Moyi's dream?"

"Every succubus is regarded as a ritual of life."

"Then you should also know that the real name is our fatal weakness. You can directly cast a curse on my soul through the real name."

"Are you afraid?"

"Little wild cat, if you want to use this trick to put extreme pressure on me and gain some upper hand, I'm afraid you've made the wrong idea." Veronica brushed her long hair with all kinds of flair, "If you really want Holy Baptism, You have to lie on the bed first and beg me with your tail up!"

"So, you don't want to."

"Cloris..." Veronica showed a tangled expression, "Do you have to use this method to test your loyalty? I have never been so obedient to other women. If you have other conditions, I can satisfy them all. Let's fall in love step by step, shall we?"

If it were her who was more than ten years ago, she might have forced the girl to be in heat with her by means of mental intrusion the first time she saw Cloris.

Whether the twisted melon is sweet or not, we can talk about it after twisting it smoothly.

However, it's not that Veronica hasn't done similar things. She did seduce girls in various ways, but Cloris resisted those peachy infections, and the succubus didn't enforce the last step.

Right now, Cloris is almost in her hands, Veronica only needs to let the feelings continue to ferment, so that the girl begs for her favor, there is no need to use baptism as a bargaining chip.

"So, you just don't want to." Cloris snorted coldly.

"The provocative method is useless to me," Veronica was still vigilant, and she proudly said, "You have made the wrong idea, Lizzie, I will remember the matter of baptism--I will not let you go until I get you completely." Will be deceived by your tricks again! You're tempted, aren't you? Admit it, Lizzy, you love me."

"..." Cloris fell silent.

The more silent she is, the more certain Veronica will be.

The succubus knew that Cloris did not give up struggling, so she proposed "holy baptism" as a bargaining chip, but this move went the wrong way, and it scared the snake away.

"Let me think about it..." Cloris' final tone contained helplessness and frustration.

This was the answer Veronica wanted to hear most.

Compromise under stubbornness can give people the most sense of accomplishment.

"But if you want to get me completely first, then you must show sincerity—" Cloris suddenly raised her head, clenched her silver teeth, and said unwillingly, "Baptize with me, not with that one I don't know how many times I have touched it. A woman's tail is coming to touch me!"

"I'll think about it too," Veronica promised, "Who made me really love you?"

No matter how you look at it, this promise seems like a temporary appeasement.

Like a child on the street longing for a gift in the window, what he finally gets is the elder's "next time".

Veronica noticed that Cloris was a little lost, and the succubus understood that the girl must understand this truth.

She felt pity in her heart, and couldn't bear to hurt Cloris's dignity, so she stepped forward to give her a gentle hug: "Whether you are wild or indulgent, or cunning or cruel, you are the one I like, let me have you, okay Is it? I will tolerate all your willfulness..."

Cloris' delicate body trembled, seemingly moved.

Veronica kissed the girl's forehead, held Moyi's hand, and put on a coat for her: "Let's go, Moyi, I want to leave some private space for Cloris."

"Hmm... huh?" Moyi woke up like a dream.

Is this the end?

You can continue, don't worry about me!

It's the first time An Su'er has confessed affectionately to her female, she wants to watch it!

But in the end, Moyi followed Veronica and left the hostel with an unfulfilled sense of expectation.

After a long time, when there was only the girl left in the room, Cloris regained all her senses, as if the emotion and despair before were just illusions.

She was sitting by the bed, tapping the edge of the wooden bed with her index finger, her eyes were deep.

Cloris is certain of one thing: Veronica will never have baptism with her little wild cat before she sleeps and sleeps with her.

This is good news.

Another piece of good news is that Veronica, the cheap girlfriend, does love her.

It is extremely important to know what is inside a person.

The only surprise was that Cloris tasted someone else's love for her for the first time. The hug made her feel like she was sleeping in a dream. Even with full vigilance, the girl almost sank into Veronica's rare tenderness.

As she thought about it, Cloris frowned tightly, slowly relaxed, and her expression changed repeatedly. After going through unswerving determination, she recalled Veronica's words again, and sighed with a wry smile: "This What is it called? What a seductive bitch..."

236. Tell me, don’t you?

Cloris' successive chimera [tailor] and promotion to [doctor shadow puppet] can be described as smooth sailing, but the step of [dream walker] seems to be ill-fated.

But she thinks that she is somewhat patient, and Wojty also reminded her that she must be well-prepared when chimerizing skills.

Promotions aside, Cloris found herself with plenty of work to do.

She once thought that she was a person who had no ambitions and was happy with the situation, but when she had power and power, the girl realized how difficult it was to let go of ambition.

If it was Cloris before she came into contact with extraordinary powers, let alone rejecting Veronica's courtship, if she met such a powerful woman who "felt pity" for her, she would have obeyed at the speed of light and let the succubus play with her. Eight postures, whatever you ask for - just to have a more comfortable and beautiful living environment.

Of course, if she was like that, she might not get Veronica's love, or she might get it, but she herself used the succubus as a springboard to gain strength.

There are thousands of things, and they are not always carried out according to her personal will.

The size of the "Gospel Correctional Institute" that controls the entire Kraug faction and the small half of Philip's faction cannot be underestimated. If Cloris spends all her money at all costs, on the premise that all rebellions can be suppressed, it is still more than enough to exploit hundreds of thousands of Aegis of.

Of course, Cloris didn't lose her conscience to that point. To secure a firm foothold, the Gospel Correctional Institute still needs a large inflow of funds.

The girl can be the talker on the surface, but in the final analysis it is the result of Jotun's unintentional power.Leaving aside the old man's ability to govern the city, the means of suppressing gangs are definitely more sophisticated and cruel than Cloris.It's just that Jotun seeks stability, and if it wasn't for the chaotic situation, he wouldn't fully cooperate with Cloris's "radical" plan.

Whether Sim is alive or dead, whether the Indigo Society is friend or foe, Jotun doesn't really care, but he doesn't want these chaos to interfere with Lindsay's growth.

In addition, even if Cloris really wanted to dominate the Indigull Society, even with the help of Jotun, the conflicts between internal factions could not be suppressed just by killing people.If she can't come up with the elements to protect her status, when she leaves the city that never sleeps, those big and small bosses will cooperate with those who pry the corner every minute, and reshuffle the cards.

Prestige is not achieved overnight, but at the moment, with Craig's faction being purged, dissidents being beaten as ghosts under Gloria's testimony, and body bags on the pier piled up in a small warehouse , the voice of internal opposition died down, and the effect was remarkable.

No one knew what Jotun and his grandniece wanted to do, and it seemed that the thunder had been planned for a long time. "Gospel reformatory"?Open a workhouse?Who the hell believed it!

Of course Cloris didn't run a workhouse, she just had a soft spot for the name.

"Gospel Correctional Institute" can only be regarded as tasteless to Cloris at the moment, but she doesn't want to give up this opportunity, even if it's just practice, she can gain a lot of experience.

Moreover, if the "Gospel Correctional Institute" can really occupy a place in Shanggang, the help to her in the future will reach an astonishing height.

As an important shipping route and source crystal producing area, Hurricane Island has unique advantages. Even though Luentia has usurped the power of the Chamber of Commerce for more than [-] years, it has continued to decline. Compared with other islands in the same area, it is still prosperous and prosperous.

After Cloris returned to the Voyager Bar, Jotun basically completed the integration of the territory. As the former leader, he has sufficient understanding of gang affairs and interpersonal relationships. Even if he is regarded as a "usurper", as long as his fist is strong enough , No matter how gentle she is, she still has a very high legal status.

The Voyager Bar has not been open for the past few days. Jotun and Cloris are drinking in the lobby on the first floor. The girl looks through the roster and various account books of the "Gospel Correctional Institute". The old man asks her: "Do you really want to dominate the commercial port?" ?”

Cloris smiled mysteriously: "'We' don't mind opening up a new stronghold in the city that never sleeps, but we also need your help."

Jotun suddenly realized.

Whether Cloris is Mr. Ariente's granddaughter or not, the two have an inevitable connection, and have a background that he, a pirate, can't imagine.Perhaps for a big shot, being a member of the gang in the city that never sleeps is just an insignificant matter.

During this period of time, Jotun was gaining an in-depth understanding of the big and small events that happened in the city that never sleeps. The most eye-catching thing was that the Church of the Sun brazenly crushed the Grace House.

All this happened after the girl came to the city that never sleeps, and even after the Grace House manipulated the Diru family and appointed killers to poison Sim, and shortly thereafter, the Grace House that did all this disappeared under the iron hooves of the Church of the Sun. Behind the treacherous coincidence, Jotun could only feel the violent wind and rain that was about to come.

Even in his heyday, to the Church of the Sun and the Grace House, he was just a lingering little figure, and even the Gripuri Pirates he belonged to were also unable to cope with his sharpness.

"Do you need me to be a consultant for the above things?" Jotun worried that a teenage girl would not be able to understand the complicated roster and ledger.

"There is no need for such a rough thing." Cloris shook her head slightly.

The sources of income of the Indigo Society are mainly divided into three categories: protection fees and management fees for the docks, customs duties collected by the City Guards on behalf of the Duke's Mansion, and the help of the society.

There is a separate tax bureau in the commercial port, which is basically controlled by the Dabang Society. In name, Sim and Dilu are actually Luntia's vassals.Therefore, the taxes paid by the citizens are also collected by the local gangs, but for the gangs that control the commercial port, the proportion is only a small part.

Several types of accounts are recorded separately and then summarized in one volume.

The reason why Cloris said it was rough was because she saw some accounts outrageously out of the skyline.

In May, there was an "incentive expenditure" as high as [-] Aegis. Cloris was stunned to find the details after looking through the account, or Jotun pondered for a moment, and said uncertainly: "I remember Sim has a rule , [-]% of the income is used every month to commend some outstanding members."

"The one you mentioned is 'reward-related', and there is a special record behind it." Cloris said.

In other words, a whole [-] Aegis just disappeared like this, and I don't even know where it was used!

Fortunately, this is almost a free family fortune, otherwise Cloris would have suffered a brain hemorrhage on the spot.

"Furthermore, what is the 'loan' in the various expenditures, the 11 Aegis loaned out in half a year, and the 'community development loan'? Why didn't I see any interest..."

In the end, Cloris found the only remaining "accountant" who managed Clegg's family business. This guy was originally imprisoned in a cell waiting to be beheaded, but he was finally brought out. Naturally, he knew everything.

"It's...it's Mr. Craig... the villain's private use!" The accountant scolded, "After Boss Craig gave him absolute trust, he embezzled public funds recklessly, and he used the money to repair the manor Already!"

"So why is it called a 'community development loan'?"

"Craig the bastard said he wanted to build the manor into a new stronghold like Sim Manor, so..."

"Equivalent to such a clumsy fake account that you concocted out of thin air?"

"Clegg forced us to do it. He asks too much, and we can only make it up at will... But when I serve you, I will never be a cock-and-roll!" The accountant who can only add, subtract, multiply and divide vowed.

It's not that the city that never sleeps doesn't have good accountants, it's just that in the lawless place where the gang can cover the sky with one hand, anything messy can happen.Furthermore, Clegg did not manage the inventory property as a homework, and what he squandered was basically Claug's accumulation.

Cloris patted the trembling accountant, and said with a smile: "Ha, at the beginning of our 'Gospel Correctional Institute', we must be eager for real talents, don't you think?"

"Yes, yes, in fact, I worked as an accountant for a shop specializing in anti-radiation Ning of the Everbright City Chamber of Commerce for two years, and I have experience!"

"So, you can't be so hasty in making accounts. You think, if I set up a private bank and force all the residents of the site to come to me to save, can I also transfer the funds of the association to the bank? Do you think so?"

"Uh... yeah yeah."

"If I want to build a manor, I can directly ask the bank for a loan and make a full set of bills. Is the source very appropriate?"

"Yes, yes!" The accountant's eyes lit up. This is not a fake account, but a way to make money.

"After the manor is repaired, I will mortgage the manor to the bank to increase the value of the manor. Wouldn't the money be in my hands? Don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes!" The accountant was full of enthusiasm. It was his teacher who was teaching him to lead him to a bright future, but he was not stupid after all, so he thought, "But where does the money come from? The club's funds can't support it." caused a huge loss..."

"The income of the citizens is still considerable."

"But the prices are soaring, and it is very difficult for them to pay taxes..." The accountant is not a conscience, but is actually considering the feasibility of the matter.

"Anyway, we are the ones who collect taxes. At worst, you let them mortgage their real estate. Since life is so difficult, a house or shop will be mortgaged for 20 or [-] years. I don't know if it will last for five years. , when a person is dead, what is the use of the house?"

"But it's not money after all, and most of the taxes collected are to be turned over to the Duke's Mansion..."

"Idiot! You won't remortgage the property to another bank!" Cloris scolded, taking a sip of sweet plum wine, "You said... don't you?"

"Yes, yes!" The accountant's thoughts widened in an instant, and he reinvented himself. He bowed to Cloris with the most noble etiquette, "Boss..."

"Call me Dean."

"Master Dean, I will never forget your advice!"

"Know what to do?"

"Understood! I will fulfill my mission, the money that belongs to you, I will never miss a Groschen!"

"Just know, Jotun," Cloris said to the old man on the other side of the table, "let someone drag him out for trial, make known the evil plans he just proposed, and find out all his accomplices Let the righteous citizens expose these things... Of course, strict interrogation is also required, if we find 'sincere repenters' or deliberately 'fraudulent accusations', we will not tolerate it!"

The accountant's brain seemed to be overturned by the stormy sea. He didn't understand the meaning of Cloris' words: "Master, Dean? You want me...???"

"Drag it out and chop it up in public."

237. I give Lie Yang loyalty and righteousness

Cloris was not sure that she could control the "Gospel Correctional Facility" of the new students absolutely. Even if she wanted to cultivate her confidants at the grassroots level of the society, it would take a lot of time.

If Cloris had Veronica's strength, the girl would be [-]% sure that the helper would be adjusted (taught) into her own cash machine, and she would be able to independently resist most external threats and hostility, but now, She still has to find more partners...or protectors.

Whether it is the Church of the Sun or Luentia, if you want to get their protection, the most important thing is to show your own value and do what you like.

Although the Dawn Temple has taken away the two major authorities of "Dawn" and "Gospel", it does not mean that the Sun Church no longer has "Gospel".

"Gospel Correctional Institute" is still a beautiful name.

Therefore, before convening an assembly of big and small leaders, the first thing Cloris has to do is to promote the spread of the "Sun Bible".

Making enemies with the Dilu family, the Grace House will come to her sooner or later, but as long as Moxiu and Qifa don't show up, Cloris is sure to protect herself.

For the dignitaries of the Grace House, the Church of the Sun has already received the full cooperation of the Duke's Mansion, and has begun to build equipment to detect illusions all over the city. As long as there are strong dream fluctuations, Mines and Mesteco will immediately rush over with the army.

Someone from the Church of the Sun conducted an analysis. Without the protection of the Mage Tower, apart from Moxiu who seriously injured Bishop Maxi, even Qifa couldn't hold out for a quarter of an hour under the siege of the Flaming Knight.Even if it is Moxiu, how many times can his vow power be squandered?

Personal might is limited after all.

Therefore, since she couldn't please the Grace House anyway, Cloris simply spread the "Sun Bible" generously and looked for an opportunity at the Church of the Sun.