A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

If she was shot by that shotgun, the girl would be disabled even if she didn't die.

"Will it? Do you mean how to give it up, under the gun, or on the bed?" Selestan made an obscene joke, and stretched out his hand to the girl.

"As you like." Cloris smiled even more happily.

But suddenly, Celestine withdrew his hand, pressed his finger on the trigger, and said leisurely: "Our brothers are not that particular, and a hot corpse can make do with it, so go to hell, bitch—"

Amidst the screams, blood blinded the drinker's eyes, the table and chairs were thrown up, the arms of the person leaped high, and the space behind the table seemed to be distorted by the refraction of light.

"You—" Celestine's hand holding the gun was neatly cut off.

If he hadn't pulled back his arm on the spur of the moment to widen the distance between the two, so that there was more room to dodge when the danger omen appeared, then the neck was broken at this moment.

Not bad though.

Behind the flying wood, the Touch of the Void pulled Selestan, who had retreated in a panic, to Cloris again. Their noses were almost touching. The waves of water were still wild, and her pretty face was like a ghost at this moment: "I don't pay much attention to hot corpses!"

An oppressive feeling worse than death emerged in his heart, and Celestan felt a burst of panic for no reason.

She's just an immature woman!

Selestan is worthy of being a mercenary with rich combat experience. When he was caught off guard, his face was immediately cracked, and he was about to use fear to conquer the soul of the bitch in front of him. Drill into your heart——

His eyes seemed to be sewn shut by invisible needles and threads, and he couldn't open them at all!

And the gaze emitted by the Eye of Fear was all absorbed by his own body.

Intensive slender pains are rapidly penetrating into the body, six invisible pressures push him to hit the other side of the bar, the bodies of the man and the girl seem to leap, the mercenaries finally see that their boss is being restrained, they want to target , but the two crashed into the toilet together.

"Fucking hyena, what are you doing in a daze, fuck him, I skinned him!" Xin Ke reacted the fastest, he picked up his chair and threw it at the distracted mercenary, the flustered bullet casings flew to the ceiling.

The mercenary was about to fight back, but a tall shadow suddenly appeared behind him. Jotun, who was supposed to be in the kitchen, walked around the bar door at some point and came in from the outside.

He held down a mercenary's head with one hand, and with a seemingly light slam, the flesh and seeds of the watermelon shot out bright and rich juice.

The three mercenaries were knocked to the ground by the members of the Indigo Club who immediately counterattacked. Finally, two hyenas pointed their guns at Jotun and shouted in panic: "Don't move, or I will shoot!"

123. There Are Small Matters Tonight in the City That Never Sleeps ([-])

"Don't move, or I will shoot!" These mercenary hyenas are bullying and fearful, and it is normal for them to get wind under their feet when they encounter more ruthless ones.

It is not that there are no dedicated and brave mercenaries, but for the huge base, the grass and soft feet are the majority.

"The culprit is Selestan, put down the gun, and I will spare you," Jotun said calmly, "You can ask them all, my old Jotun's reputation is well-known."

The mercenary glanced around hesitantly, everyone stared at them with bloodthirsty hatred, only old Jotun, who was as peaceful as an old man.

No, he is an old man.

If you don't surrender, you will be torn apart by these drinkers. The mercenary immediately made a wise choice and echoed Jotun's words: "We just obey Selestan. So far we haven't even hurt any of you. Selestan made it his own! So, we surrender to you! Please don't..."

The mercenary carefully placed the gun on the ground. Jotun bent down to pick it up, weighed it in his hand, looked at the two hyenas with flattering smiles in front of him, and said leisurely, "I told you to surrender and you surrendered? Are you so obedient? ?!"

The hyena's face immediately changed, and he was beyond frightened.

Jotun raised the gun steadily without any shaking: "If you are so obedient, let's die together."

Having said that, it was the mercenary's knee that Jotun aimed for.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The screams sounded, and since then there have been five vicious dogs whose teeth have been pulled out and can only crawl along the street.

At this time, Cloris came out of the toilet holding her nose.

The members of the Indigo Society had different expressions. They could already think of Cloris's identity as an extraordinary person, but they still couldn't see the girl's means clearly.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

Whether it was Babu or Selestan, once someone turned over their cards, the danger level would be greatly reduced.

Cloris used a jar to hold a shriveled, fist-sized sarcoma, which was a symbol of [Phimontine]'s spiritual pulse, and was artificially cultivated as a defective product.

"Dead?" John asked.

"Drowning in the toilet, you guys, can you stop urinating on the wall, it's terribly dirty!" Cloris complained, as if she was coquettish, without any hint of ruthlessness.

Selestan is indeed dead, otherwise she would not be able to remove the spirit veins.

As mentioned earlier, there are usually only two ways to cut off the connection between the spiritual vein and the superhuman, the loss of control of the spiritual vein and the complete death of the superhuman.

Cloris is not afraid that Selestan will get out of control, but there are too many ordinary people living here, so she simply gets rid of the hyena leader.

She is not in a good mood.

The girl has been a little depressed since she came out of Laning Street. People's strife and suspicion make each of them have to be alone, powerless to deal with the bad situation.

After finally making up his mind to get closer to the local community, he ran into these psychopaths like Celestine.

He mentioned Diru, and Jotun also mentioned Diru.

Then the contradiction becomes clear.

Cloris walked up to the bleeding Babu, and Mattie hugged the man and sobbed.

"I can take out the shell casing and repair the wound, but my technique is not good... Besides, I can't deal with the foreign source power in the bullet casing. When repairing the wound, the pollution may be fused into your organs. You who transplanted spiritual veins The filtration efficiency is low, and the pollution can have long-term effects on your health..." Cloris explained ramblingly.

"It's good to be alive, I thank God it's too late..." Bubba's lips were pale, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

"Be patient."

Thread can be transformed into a part of life tissue, and she is good at healing wounds. Even if she doesn't have other professional skills, Cloris can also open a small sewing factory or trauma clinic with this skill.

Numerous threads were drilled into the wound, pulling the nerves from time to time. Cloris already had a basic understanding of the human body structure, so it would not cause permanent trauma to Babu.

It is definitely convenient to repair ordinary wounds. If the nerve is damaged, even if it is repaired, it may not be as good as the original one.

It depends on the level of the craftsman.

Babu really could bear it, he bit Mattie's apron and didn't make a sound.

Cloris took out the shell case, stitched up the fatal wound, and then performed simple treatment and bandaging on the wound.

While healing Babu, her source power will also seep into the opponent's body along with the thread. This part of the contamination of Cloris cannot be avoided. Therefore, where skills can be used, Cloris tries to use conventional methods.

After that, she helped the dying dock workers do the same thing, but these ordinary people lost too much blood due to the impact of the shotgun, and they had to depend on their fate whether they could survive.

For those with only half of their body left, Cloris is not a god, so she had to mourn in silence.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't you know that I used to be a pirate!?" Jotun shouted to wake up the drinkers who were staring blankly at Cloris.

"Then, Miss Cloris..."

Family history!

When an Indigull member drags Selestan's dead body out of the toilet, everyone holds their breath.

The leader of the mercenary drowned in the toilet, his mouth and nasal cavity were filled with filth, his arm was cut open between his fingers, this is the part where Celestine transplanted the spiritual vein, and 【Phimontine】before atrophied Intermittent kelp-like parasites extending from arms to temples.

If Selestan and Cloris kept a distance of ten meters to fight, relying on his keen perception, he would have a wider room to avoid the line. Even if Cloris strengthened the touch of the void, he would still have a [-]% chance of winning.

If the distance between the two was more than 20 meters, Selestan relied on firepower and detection to fight with Cloris, and the chance of saving his life was more than [-]%.

In this case, the girl must avoid the edge for the time being.

It's a pity that there are not so many ifs. When Celestine's horrific body was carried out, the drinkers looked at Cloris with a little more awe.

Even Xin Ke, who had taken the initiative to tease him before, became inexplicably nervous.

The girl's attack was too quick and decisive, even a seasoned killer could hardly put Selestan to death in just one minute.

Even Cloris felt that she did have the talent to kill.

Ever since the dagger pierced the horned orc soldier's body, she didn't seem to have shown the slightest hesitation, even if she had, it was a reflection after all the established facts had happened.

Such a person is naturally suitable for living in the lower realms, but Cloris is also wary of her potential character-it is not necessarily a good thing to use violence to solve problems, and excessive dependence on violence and blind superstition may form in a certain day. Hit a wall of iron and steel.

"Marty, you take Babu upstairs to rest first," Jotun said to the members in the Voyager Bar, "Cinco, go and inform Sim immediately, these hyenas are so confident today, they must have colluded with the Diru family, Tell him not to put all his efforts in the fight with the Dilu family, and be more wary of the hyenas of the black sand mercenary regiment in the west..."

Jotun looked out the door.

Passing through the noisy neighborhood, bursts of gunshots and explosions erupted in the distant sky.

The blatant sneak attack obviously didn't just happen at the Voyager Bar, nor did it stop at the Diru family's unilateral attack on the Indigull Club...

124. Luntia's Little Trouble

In early spring and March, there is only night in the city that never sleeps.

There is no lower bound of four seasons, and the seasons of the year can basically be divided by warm season and cold season. At the same time, according to the differences in regions, different places will also show unique seasonality.

The airspace of Urbino has recently turned from deep cold to cold, which indicates that the warm season that cannot be warmed up is coming, and the thunderstorms have gradually died down. Instead, there are strong winds whistling overhead, which means that the thunder season will be over. , the wind season comes on stage.

It's just that the fog is thicker. They merge with the swirling wind and create a "turning" vortex in Urbino. It is far from the level of gray and black fog in the fog layer, and it will not hide particularly dangerous mysterious characteristics, but For ships, it still caused a lot of trouble to navigation.

Especially the merchant ships traveling from Hurricane Island to and from Drunken Country-Ubud Noor airspace.

Duke Luentia not only imposed additional tariffs on goods entering the city that never sleeps, but also had to pay four times the original tolls for business travelers who just stopped for transit.

Fortunately for the former, no matter how much the Duke's Mansion raises taxes, they only need to raise the price of goods and make up for it from consumers.The latter is miserable.The natural disasters and strange aggression brought about by the fog and natural disasters have caused the prices of various airspaces to increase to varying degrees. The construction of the spectacle [Glory Tower] has caused a large number of Aegis to flow into the city that never sleeps, and it has raised the prices here to an unacceptable level. The merchant ships along the way resupply once in the city that never sleeps, which is equivalent to transporting [-]% ​​less cargo.

This situation makes some merchant ships going to the airspace of Ubud Noor prefer to take other vortex passages instead of settling on Hurricane Island.

For Duke Luentia, this is nothing more than worse.

The towering brilliance of the Radiance Tower is bright all night, bringing warm light to the city that never sleeps. Tens of thousands of laborers work day and night, and the mages from the Holy Roman Empire calculate, measure, and design secret scripts back and forth. Under the traction, it forms an inseparable whole with the Radiance Tower, just like the gospel of God descending on the world.

The spectacle has not yet been completed, and Luentia is not a demigod, but he moved into a tower over 700 meters early.

In terms of height alone, the Radiance Tower may not be comparable to the top ten famous hotels in the Upper Realm, but the magical facilities in the tower and the architectural complex integrated with wonders, once completed, will make the entire Hurricane Island an indestructible fortress .

At the same time, half of the Radiance Tower is used for facilities related to the Church of the Sun. After the completion, it will be easier for the Hurricane Island to produce spiritual veins that are friendly to the sun, and the Church of the Sun can continuously train excellent priests here.

This was what Luentia was most worried about.

At this moment, [-]% of the authority of the Radiance Tower is in the hands of the Church of the Sun. He has no experience of becoming a demigod, so he does not know whether the contract with the Radiance Tower is still controlled by the Church of the Sun.

If this is just an insignificant secondary problem, then Luentia is currently facing a dilemma: the duke's mansion and the city government's finances are already in serious deficit.

For this spectacle, the Church of the Sun also spent a lot of money, not only investing 6000 million Aegis, but even issuing a spectacle bond of [-] million Aegis within the territory of the Holy Manro Empire.

It stands to reason that such a huge amount of wealth is more than enough to build a spectacle, but the rich and powerful of the city that never sleeps can't bear to pocket their own pockets and deduct layer after layer.

It is too far from the upper realm to the deep realm, and the Farnese launched a war, making it difficult for large merchant ships to pass through. Many raw materials for the construction of the Radiance Tower can only be purchased in the airspace around the city that never sleeps.But how should the money be spent in the hands of the rich and powerful in the city that never sleeps?

Of course, it was a secret exchange with an acquaintance, and the market price of 12 Aegis was 100 Aegis; the original price was only [-] Aegis, and the building materials dared to sell [-] million Aegis; even the wages of workers were five times higher. Of course, in order to let the workers eat and drink well, the price of catering on the construction site has increased by [-] times. Although it looks the same as before, everything is increasing in price now. All in all, it is worth the money .

Aegis is the settlement currency of Zuixiang. Although it is not the official currency of Ubud Noor, its circulation is no problem.With so many Aegis flooding into the market, it will definitely be digested in time, but it can't last halfway through the construction of the spectacle, and the budget needs to be increased.

Not only did Luntia collapse, but the person in charge of the Church of the Sun also collapsed.

This is not over, the refugees pouring into the city that never sleeps is nothing more than that, the demigod Uenos, the leader of the air space of Ubu Noel, the king of Tyrntan, and the city owner of the central capital, actually helped refugees smuggle to Hurricane Island!

For those untouchables who are like worms, the price of wheat is too expensive for these bastards!

The mine is already saturated, even if these untouchables are required to work 24 hours a day, if a batch dies and then replace a batch, it will not improve the mining efficiency much. For Luentia, compared with the loss caused to the city that never sleeps , the benefits brought by the refugees to the mining industry are negligible.

Moreover, the mine lode is the property of the Church of the Sun, and Luentia cannot touch it.

Only in this way, Luntia can save a few concubines, hold fewer banquets, grit his teeth and tighten his belt to live, but one of his biggest sources of income - Corpse Snake Air Bandits, not only the two It suffered heavy losses years ago, but now it is completely destroyed!

Luntia has first-hand information, and he can inform Satsuma in advance of which merchant ships are sailing and what goods are being shipped.And if the nobles or merchants in some places unite to destroy the Corpse Snake, Luentia can also warn the plan of the Satsuma coalition, and let the air bandit leaders defeat them one by one.

Seventy percent of the income of the Corpse Snake Air Bandits will eventually flow into the Duke's Mansion through various channels.

Now, the city that never sleeps is in chaos, the crime rate has skyrocketed, villains are appearing frequently, and even the gangs in Shanggang are doing everything they want!The gangsters not only paid [-]% less tax under the excuse of the influx of refugees and local chaos, but also started hoarding weapons and annexing each other!

The more chaotic the city that never sleeps, the more financial collapse it will have; the more it collapses, the less money Luntia will have for effective governance.

But all this is not without means to break the situation, as long as he becomes a demigod...

At that time, even if the city was full of enemies, as long as there was the support of the Church of the Sun, Luentia would have nothing to fear.

What's more, once he becomes a demigod, those scumbags will immediately look down on the wind, and the city is full of enemies is a false proposition!

At the same time, only by becoming a demigod can he have the value of being continuously used by the Church of the Sun.

In this way, the main contradiction is very clear: he has no money, really really has no money.

Because of this, his City Lord's Mansion has had an extra guest in the past half a month—Prisna Valint, who used to serve Uronos.

"Valint, I admit that the purity of your batch is very high. You can sell [-] Aegis just by selling raw materials. After finishing it into 'Sun', the value can be increased by at least six times, but..."

In the Guanghui Tower City Lord's Mansion, Luentia is sitting on a streamering crystal seat. The office is abruptly made like a religious temple. He looks middle-aged, with a clean face, sharp edges and corners, and is handsome. Prisna, let the latter involuntarily feel awe, he said: