A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

The rotten dreamland seaweed is not unbearable, but the planner doesn't know how long he will stay here, let alone whether Cloris will come up with more bullying methods, so this time the planner answered in a little more detail .

To this end, she also added: "It is the secret alliance in the realm of the dreamland, where many forces in the dark world conduct transactions. If you want, I can teach you how to enter..."

The girl didn't respond, but nodded in satisfaction, and asked again: "Finally, what is the ultimate goal of your plan in Gulingting?"

"I……"

"Snapped!"

"Answer!" Cloris said, "It seems that you don't have the consciousness of being a slave yet."

The planner took a deep breath, and under the calm gaze of Cloris, he replied with difficulty: "Prevent the other sub-seats of the Disaster Omen Chart from getting the clue of the Ring of the Void in the celestial hub, or let me grasp it."

448. Forbearance, Despair, Vivian

Confessing her ultimate goal is not a small psychological burden for the planner. The moment she speaks out, it means that her plan has disappeared.

The former freedom is gone forever, and now the biggest goal is to ridiculously deceive the trust of the little bitch!

Little bitch!

Planning to grind his teeth loudly, but dare not resort to words.

"Not bad." Cloris gave her own evaluation.

"Uh?"

"You are doing well, Vivienne." The girl emphasized again.

For some reason, the planner suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind. Does this praise also mean that she will not "punish" herself for the time being?

She found herself with a ray of joy.

Delighted by the stinky porridge and rice given by the slave master!

Thinking of this, the mood of the planner turned to anger again, and he hated the girl even more, and at the same time, he was also worried about the long slave life that was coming——

With such torture, can she really maintain her sanity?

"I'm done answering your question," said the planner, "Take back these disgusting seaweeds, I want a clean place!"

"This is not within the scope of my promise." Cloris pursed her lips and smiled.

Planning is speechless.Cloris, she had to admit, was beautiful, well-proportioned, and enviable.

"You have the clothes, and I will give you the food." Cloris stretched out her hand to capture a cloud of light, which was part of the fragments salvaged from the vortex in the dreamland, which can supplement the fatigue and hunger of the soul, and can also cooperate with The ability of the dream walker to create delicacies that exist in memory.

She threw Dusk into the trough as if feeding a horse.

Of course, with the wish power of the dream fragments in the trough, the taste produced may not be much higher than eating bran and drinking water, and it can only barely offset the hunger caused by the weakening of the soul.

Planning was trembling with anger, but when he thought of how much he had paid, he had no choice but to endure.

Tolerate!

Can you bear it to the extreme!I endured so much that I chained this little bitch in the stable!

"How can I get these..." the planner said in a trembling voice, "trivial things?"

"Insignificant? Ah, I'm not cute Vivienne," Cloris temporarily stopped worrying about the stress reaction of planning, she boldly held up the woman's face, and said gently, "I said, you don't have a The self-awareness of being a slave, these demands are luxury desires for a slave."

"What should I do..." Planning felt that her heart was frozen. She was half a head taller than the girl in the dream image, but she had to bend her knees and prayed for her under the hands of those slender jades who didn't use much force. looked up at the girl.

"You're smart, Vivian, and you know what to do," Cloris said.

"do not do that……"

"Okay, you are not very honest, then I will teach you one by one, who told you to be a slave for the first time?" Cloris was not as cold as before, and her eyes were as warm as water, "But, I will only teach you once. ..." She stroked her curly hair and said, "Please."

"don't want……"

"Didn't you understand?" The gentle Cloris frowned, "You know what to do, but you have to let yourself have the self-consciousness of being a slave, do you want me to teach you the details of pleading with others? That will be the second time." The girl crossed her hips, pretending to be sullen, "I will be angry, Wei, Wei, An."

Planning to inhale, exhale, and inhale again, she knew she had to bear it, but the more she knew, the more she cried in her voice: "Please reward me with a dry and warm environment," but at the same time, she still bared her teeth , "Don't mess with me, little bitch!"

As soon as the words fell, the planner immediately felt regretful.

You've already reached this point, why do you want to provoke her!

"Slave's self-awareness." Unexpectedly, Cloris just raised her chin, instead of being angry, she said with a slight smile, "I can pretend that I didn't hear those words when you called me master."

"Master!" She hurriedly said, "Please give, give your humble servant a warm, dry, and clean shed, lest, let her stench pollute your nasal cavity!" His voice became colder and colder, and he choked from time to time, but there were no tears in his eyes.

Cloris knew that her slave was on the verge of going berserk today.

The girl couldn't imagine the extent of harm she would bring to herself by planning to burn everything together, so she was always afraid of this woman, so she didn't persecute her further.

Sometimes, the collapse of dignity does not mean submission, but instead arouses bottomless resistance because of the loss of all moral constraints.

However, Cloris did not satisfy the planning request.

"You don't have the self-awareness of a slave, but we can take our time," Cloris smiled and took away the rotten seaweed, which did not improve the environment of the water prison, but set up a cold but dry bed in the stagnant water , "How about this, at least you have a place to sleep."

"Are you kidding?! I was locked in a dream!!"

"Ok?"

"Thank you for your gift..." The planner hurriedly lowered her head, her face was gloomy, and she was extremely humiliated, "Master, man!"

"Very good, Vivienne, although your performance today is still bad, but you have improved compared to before," Cloris clapped her hands, "Let's look forward to the next training work, I hope you can Change your mind."

Seeing that Cloris was about to leave, the planner hurriedly said, "Master!"

"speak."

"Can the dream world maintain the flow rate of the normal world?" The planner clenched his fists and "begged", "Please!"

Cloris tilted her head and said: "I didn't deliberately control the flow rate of the dream world, my ability is not able to do this, it just matches the speed of my thinking. If you feel that it is too long, try to adjust your flow rate." Mindset. When you’re not excited all the time, you’ll find that time actually flies.”

In the end, she just disappeared into the prison so lightly.

"Bitch!!!"

The planner couldn't hold back her grievances anymore, she knelt in the pool of water and beat the wall frantically until she was so tired from the pain that she lay down on the bed weakly, sobbing.

This sense of helplessness seems to bring people back to the bloody time 20 years ago. She hid in the swamp in despair, unable to find any hope of escape, and sank deeper and deeper.

But who can blame this?If the planner doesn't think he is at fault, then it can only be the responsibility of that little bitch.

Tolerate……

Wiping away tears, Planning looked around the water prison vigilantly. The torches on the wall were burning forever, releasing a faint light.

"Little bitch, I know you're hiding in the dark, a shy bastard, don't you feel ashamed!"

no respond.

Probably did go away.

Planning to let go of the stone hanging in her heart, she no longer cared about her pride and dignity, as if she had returned to that rainy night, crying bitterly in the isolated and helpless situation.

But now, there is no second changer to save her.

449. One Step Ten Counts Vivienne

Leaving the dream world, Cloris gradually built a rough situation in her mind.

Elder Elder's Election is coming soon, and Tianshu will usher in its new ruler. Naturally, a character who plans to see the light of day will not use a false identity to participate in the election. She is probably planning to cooperate with the candidate to gain access to Tianshu hub opportunity.

The common people should have a similar plan, so they sent the coffin poison to assassinate Naina.

Cloris had to admit that when it comes to making troubles, this woman is really capable of making troubles, and the powerful and powerful who have nothing to do with her are forced to get involved because of a few photos.

Now that Kessan and Onix Talbotden were killed in a plane crash, her target making it back to Gringham unscathed is sure to raise eyebrows among some.Cloris didn't worry about it, she took one step at a time, maybe after one defeat, those guys would stop this operation, and wouldn't pay a higher price for their desire.In addition, even if Pidevria's nature is hard to change, the strength of a single consortium is not qualified to project influence to Hurricane Island. Even if there is a conflict, she can just sneak back to the city that never sleeps after collecting the materials.

As for after...

Cloris is a vengeful person, but she also understands that ten years is not too late.

"Selling citizens of the Sea of ​​Floating Stars..."

Cloris remembered the invitation made to her by a fool with a sense of justice when she was in Hong Ye.

According to Faram's memory, the Ranger was interrogated and imprisoned in a dungeon. Dozens of bones were broken, and his life and death were unknown.

Ranger's teammates are already dead, but a nosy reporter is still alive. After all, he is a citizen marked by Tianshu, and he is still working for a newspaper under the Explorers' Guild. , Light Harbor will send people to investigate if they say anything.

"Release these two guys, it should be able to add trouble to those perverts." Cloris thought, and sat next to Paya's bed. It will ignite a public opinion bomb."

The girl didn't understand the situation in Gulingting, but instinctively told her that it was hard to say whether it would be possible to bring about justice by digging deeper into these incidents, but it was certain that it would make some people jump.

In order to avoid the incident of being shot in the back and committing suicide, she could not handle it herself, and releasing the reporter was considered a great mercy of the little saint.

Even, Cloris maliciously speculated that the appearance of the reporter and ranger was originally planned.

But this will have to be interrogated in the future. If it is planned once and for all, it is likely to end up in a situation where chickens fly with eggs, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Hmm..." Paya on the bed snorted.

Cloris withdrew her thoughts, and saw the white-robed priest slowly open his eyes, and the girl praised: "You have done good deeds, Paya, your sins will be alleviated."

Paya rubbed her eyes and said in a soft voice, "This is... where?"

Cloris frowned and asked tentatively, "Cynthia?"

"Ah, it's Lord Shepherd!" Payasu clapped his hands and looked at Cloris, jumping with joy, "Master Shepherd! Cynthia had a very long dream, dreaming that Lord Shepherd treated Cynthia, uh, yes Cynthia..."

Her face turned red suddenly, she shook her head, and smiled coquettishly: "Hey hey hey."

Is the person in front of you Cynthia?

Cloris wasn't sure.

The girl asked, "Do you remember what happened before?"

"What happened before..." Paya recalled distressedly, "Is it because Cynthia helped the pastor teach the bad guys?"

This means that Paya has not lost his memory, and Cloris is even more puzzled, asking: "Where is Paya?"

"Paiya? Is the Lord Shepherd referring to the devil that is locked in Cynthia's heart?" Paya blinked her bright eyes, and this innocent gesture was particularly unsuitable for a mature woman's face, "It has been taken by the Lord Shepherd Cleared up! Thank you, Lord Shepherd!" She took Cloris's hand and put it on her cheek, "That's great, Cynthia likes Lord Shepherd."

Cloris was completely stunned, she really couldn't figure out Paya's state.The girl is sure that there is only one soul in Paya, the memory is not lost, and there is no conflict, but the personality traits displayed are completely different, just like a woman's self-cognition suddenly changes from "Paia" under the same memory Be like "Cynthia" instead of having another independent personality.

The girl simply ignored it and forced her to study the lunatic's thinking, which would only make her fall into the pit as well.

That's not bad, at least Paya won't be begging for whipping all day long.

Touching the white-robed priest's head, Cloris withdrew her hand: "Are you resting well?"

"It's not good," Paya wrapped her arms around Cloris, bowing her head like a little girl, "Master, can you do that again?"

"Which one?"

"That's the one!"

Cloris put her hands on her head, and the white-robed priest naturally shook his head.

"If you don't feel well, just sleep for a while, the boat will be docked for a while." Cloris also felt a little helpless.She undoubtedly loves innocent and well-behaved children and is willing to grant their simple wishes, but in reality, Paya is not a child at all.

"Cynthia doesn't want to sleep?"

"why?"

"If you don't want to, you just don't want to, and you will have nightmares."

"Really..." Cloris nodded, "Then close your eyes and rest for a while."

"Ah."

The lifeboat docks in Hot Springs, and Cloris takes Paya to visit the Fat Nun.

"Here is some money, you can build a better residence," Cloris handed over several hundred star dollars in cash on the Kaisan slave ship to Sister Fat, "I will inform the Bishop of Pure White about your situation , A group of priests and guards will come to Hong Ye within two months."

"May the feast bless you from all sufferings of poverty and hunger." The fat nun blessed the girl.

"In addition, although this may not be appropriate," Cloris said after thinking about it, "but there are cheap ways to let townspeople without any certificates move to the upper floors."

"Please say."

"Open a slave company, let the believers move to the upper town in the form of commodities, and let them settle in a clean place without buying high-priced identity certificates."

Slaves are not made casually.Different regions have their own slave guilds and slave imprints, which are market barriers that can prevent other slave traders from dumping slaves and hitting the local slave traders' market.Therefore, slaves can be divided into legal and illegal. The slave owner wants to protect his own rights and interests. He must pay some money to register and brand the slaves locally. In this way, even if the slaves escape, the local slave guild will send out slave hunting teams Capture it.

However, the money paid for registering as a slave is less than one-tenth of the identity certificate, and there is no need for referrals. The procedures for issuing family certificates or property certificates are relatively simple.