A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

The people under Babu's knees couldn't breathe: "Ba... Babu, do you want... to rebel..."

Facing the gazes of his surroundings, Babu was quick to wit: "It's this guy, this guy is using the name of the president to attack my friend. Call someone as soon as you call him. What are you talking about?!"

Cloris covered her forehead and remained silent.

Babu intends to help himself out, but more simply wants to beat Klaug's people.

Sure enough, Philip's subordinates and Kroger's subordinates gathered together, and the other helmers booed and clapped their hands, waiting for a good show.

"You bastard, don't slander out of thin air!"

"This banquet still needs to be held," Devaro came, clapped his hands, and said calmly, "I hope you don't bring trouble to your respective bosses, what's the matter, we can solve it after the banquet is over. "

This kind of situation needs a person with enough weight to solve it. Sim will definitely not end up. Philip and Klaug have their own biases, so it can only be Devaro.

He looked at Cloris and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the president just wants to ask you to talk about some affairs in the club."

Cloris shrugged, and walked slowly up to the second floor under the eyes of everyone.

In the spacious reception room, Sim was sitting and talking with Jotun, Philip, and Kroger. After knocking on the door, Cloris stepped into it with a "come in" greeting.

There were not many books in the bookcase, but there were quite a lot of wine in the window. Cloris glanced at the drinking Klaug and the calm Philip, exchanged glances with Jotun, and finally sat down on the sofa beside the old man.

"Such beauties are rare in the city that never sleeps..." This was the first thing Sim said when he saw Cloris. With Miss Si's stunning beauty, I can catch up with you."

"Sim, Cloris is more than enough to be your daughter." Jotun drank his glass, tapped the foot of the glass lightly on the table, and then put it down.

"Of course I know, Jotun, the last time you were so vigilant was when I said I was going to find a fiancé for Lindsay—" Sim laughed softly, "However, Miss Cloris doesn't look too young Yes, when I was 15 years old, I had cut down no less than [-] people at the Xiangguo Wharf. Speaking of which, that kid Zula did too, and I haven’t seen blood on my hands yet..."

"I'm thirteen, thank you." Cloris smiled faintly, "You didn't call me up to be a matchmaker, did you?"

Sim's smile froze, not because he felt his face being slapped, but because he was surprised that the girl in front of him was so young.

What was he doing when Sim was 13?It seems to be unloading goods at the pier, it seems to be fighting with the youth gang, it seems to be running errands for those chambers of commerce...

He joined the Indigull Club when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, and was fortunate enough to be checked out with a complete spiritual vein and become a superhuman.But if we want to talk about its rise, we still need to count the changes in the city that never sleeps 20 years ago. Luentia usurped power, and bloody killings occurred in the commercial port every day. Hotness, wisdom, and force have secured their place and become the helm.

However, if you can say that you can sit on the position of president, it is the result of the death of the previous president, the civil strife in the Indigull Club, and the fact that Jotun did not fight for power. It's the old man.

Sim was both grateful and afraid of Jotun.

Hearing the girl's self-reported age, Sim felt both emotional and envious. If his talent for spiritual veins had been discovered earlier and he had an excellent teacher to guide him, maybe he could stand taller and go further.

"Hero!" Sim laughed, giving a thumbs up.

But he still didn't quite believe what Cloris said, the girl was better developed than her peers in the deep world, and she was also a transcendent with good strength, 16 years old was the correct age in Sim's cognition.

Even if someone told him that the girl in front of him just had a beautiful face, but was actually a 80-[-]-year-old witch, Sim was willing to believe it.

"You plan to destroy the Dilu family and let the Indigo Society dominate in Nanshanggang. You are the hero." Cloris retorted.

"This is not due to me alone." Sim shook his head slightly, and said, "Klauger is the biggest contributor this time, so—" He raised his glass, "To the hero, to everyone!"

"Respect everyone!"

"To the Indigo Club!"

Cloris also picked up her wine glass and took a sip of the red wine.

When this man drinks, no matter whether he is drunk or not, he will open the chatter box, reminiscing, bragging, chatting about current affairs, and looking forward to the future. Countless messy things are mixed together.

Sim is no exception, he is full of countless feelings about the ups and downs along the way.The current president of the Indigo Club has married three wives, and the first two died in a vendetta together with their children, so that now there is no heir left.This made Sim grieve, and he also hoped to make the Indigo Club into an iron barrel like brothers and sisters.

He thinks that he treats his subordinates very well, but his experience when he was young makes him often suspicious of those around him.

Sim knows that people's ambitions cannot be tied, no matter how close they are, they have to put weights on the other side of the balance.His distribution of Philip and Kroger in terms of the commercial port also has the intention of letting the two parties fight without breaking up.

He is the final arbiter. Under his organization, the current atmosphere of the Indigo Club is much better than that of other clubs.

For more than ten years, although the big bosses have fought on the surface, none of them dared to make shady tricks behind the scenes.

This is something Sim is proud of.

"When the Dilu family is taken down, I also plan to establish the Indigo Society's own business firm," Sim said to everyone with a little fuss, "At that time, we will have the strength to occupy Nanshang Port, and we can rely on financial resources Stabilize the prices on the site, let the brothers who are working on the docks live a good life, and let us in Indigo Club enjoy the prosperity of 20 years ago!"

201. Bad day ([-])

The city that never sleeps has been going from bad to worse in the past 20 years. Although the territory of the Indigull Club has continued to expand over the years, the income has not increased significantly, but the expenditure has been soaring.

If conditions do not permit, Sim even wants to open a shipyard.

The daily necessities of the Nightless City are highly dependent on imports, and these trades are basically carried out by the Nightless City Chamber of Commerce. If the Duke's Mansion wants to raise taxes on these merchants, they will inevitably join forces to block trade and drive up prices.

It took Luntia more than ten years to gradually grasp the source of anti-radiation Ning and form an official monopoly, but other than that, the city government's main financial revenue still comes from the offerings handed in by citizens and Shanggang gangs.

There is no shipyard in the city that never sleeps, and small workshops can build two propeller light boats, but they don't have the hard power of industrial production or the soft power of shipbuilding technology if they want to traverse the airspace.

The Chamber of Commerce of the Nightless City jointly owns the most powerful fleet in the area of ​​the Nightless City-Anle Harbor. Even in the heyday of the Corpse Snake Air Bandits, they could only bite a small piece of meat for the Chamber of Commerce—such as the Valint family.

Even so, Satsuma paid a very heavy price.

Therefore, even Luntia had to make a compromise with the chamber of commerce.

I had to suffer for ordinary citizens.

"Thanks to the leadership of President Sim, the Indigo Club can develop to the level it is today," Klaug stood up, "President Sim!"

Wine glasses collide, and a new era seems to be brewing in this clink of glasses.

"This bottle of wine is empty, I'll go get it again." The last drop of wine rolled down his throat, Kroger walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of fine wine, "I didn't expect the president to hide the drunk Shane's red wine, Produced in 1444...just one bottle, at least fifteen hundred Aegis."

"I was hidden in the innermost place and you discovered it, hahaha, I don't usually drink it."

"That……?"

"Come on! Isn't wine just for people to drink? This kind of happy life can't let you big guys slander me, Sim, for being stingy, hahaha——"

Battier is one of the three most famous wineries in Zuixiang, and the supply of rich red wine is in short supply.

The wine glass was half full, Cloris sniffed it and tasted it a little, it was full-bodied, sweet and sour with bitterness.

"You have to shake it when you taste it," Sim advised. "Am I right, Kraug?"

"Letting the red wine in full contact with the air can make the taste more luscious. President, you don't like to use a decanter, but the wine glass is also very good, and you can taste different tastes with each sip." Kraug and Sim lightly clinked glasses, Satisfied to take a sip.

Cloris felt the touch of the void, she didn't think much, and after habitually savoring the taste, she sent the wine to the spirit vein for storage, and then filtered it out when she had time.

The famous wine of [-] Aegis is not as bitter as the cinnamon beer at Voyager Bar.

"Miss Cloris," Sim said sincerely to Cloris, "The Indigo Club is in a period of expansion, and we need a lot of excellent talents. There is still certainty that the club and the chamber of commerce are on equal footing, if you don’t want to live a rough life and want to find a place to settle down, the Indigo club will always reserve a position at the helm for you.”

At first, Sim thought that after Cloris killed Selestan and made enemies with the mercenaries, she would turn to the Indigull Society without hesitation.In the eyes of outsiders, the actions of members of the Girl Healing Club are equivalent to their allegiance to the Indigo Club, and they are bound to be targeted by the Dilu family. As long as they encounter a few interceptions, Cloris will not be able to stay out of the incident.

But Sim didn't expect that until the defeat of the Diru family, Cloris remained unscathed, and there was not even a conflict with the gunmen of the Diru family.This girl is fooling around all day long, coming and going without a trace, not to mention that the Dilu family can't find her, even the members of the Indigo Club in the bar always follow the girl who goes out.

With the ability to hide in the shadows, the girl's anti-tracking ability is very good.

In Sim's eyes, it highlights the importance of Cloris.That's why today's official invitation came.

"I'm used to being comfortable, so..." Cloris politely refused.

If the situation in the city that never sleeps is stable, it’s okay to be backed by the Indigull Society, but Cloris knows that the Church of the Sun and the Grace House are about to cause a big turmoil. Things that hold back.

Not only can the Indigo Club not bring her much benefit, but she has to work hard to cut people and occupy the land for Sim, which is purely a loss-making business.

Let alone just steer the rudder?

The overall strength of the Indigo Club, Cloris, needs to be wary. With the existence of such a small rudder, maybe dozens of miscellaneous men combined are not as good as she can fight alone.

Sim asked, "Then what is Miss Cloris's plan going forward?"

Cloris said, "I might go to the Sea of ​​Floating Stars to take a look next year."

The Sea of ​​Floating Stars is not a sea, but one of the three major airspaces under the Star Church, and it is also the headquarters of the Explorers' Guild.

If the promotion to Dreamwalker goes well, Cloris will also consider the choice of the next skill.After discussing with Wojty, the crow gave her several development directions, mainly involving the hidden, the soul, the dream world, and the void.

It is best to choose a righteous god system for catastrophe-level skills. First, the skills that have been practiced and tested by countless people can greatly weaken the curse under the correct ritual. Second, the skills of the righteous god system are more convenient to promote to calamity.

Wojty still has high expectations for Cloris.

Before being promoted to the cataclysmic skill, Cloris needs to add one or two auxiliary skills to offset the curse brought by the high-level skills as much as possible.

The more important thing about official skills is that these skills have been chiseled by countless people, and the curse has also been stabilized in a certain range through statistics. It is predictable what kind of curse may be born under what conditions.

In addition, the society of Floating Star Sea is more developed. Whether it is studying medicine, practicing magic, or accepting the baptism of the Star Church to insure the soul, there are more choices than the city that never sleeps.

Of course, the premise of everything is to get rid of the succubus first.

"Sea of ​​Floating Stars..." Sim shook his head and said with emotion, "Actually, when I was young, I also wanted to be an explorer and see more scenery. I am very envious of Jotun."

"Hahahaha, behind all the blood and romance, there are thick bones, Sim." Jotun laughed boldly, but there was an inadvertent sadness in his words.

"Plop." Suddenly, the silent Philip fell on his back.

"Philip?" Jotun frowned.

Sim leaned over to look at the big helm, and found that his veins were bulging all over his body, his eyes were staring like copper bells, Philip's hands and feet were stiff, and only breath was left.

"Kraug, call someone! Hurry up..." Suddenly, Sim felt his internal organs stiffen, and his blood vessels throbbed and then slowly solidified.

He raised his head in astonishment and stared at the most trusted man in front of him in disbelief.

"Sobering up is a process, President Sim," Kroger sat on the sofa, shaking the red wine glass, "every sip will taste different," he looked at Sim, and asked, "How do you feel now?" Woolen cloth?"

202. Bad day ([-])

Alcohol is poisonous.

Being poisoned by his own wine and by his most trusted helm, Sim never thought of this possibility anyway.

For more than ten years, although Klaug and Philip have had quarrels, they have never crossed the line in open and secret battles. In several expansion wars, they have also been able to put aside their hatred and cooperate with their old enemies.He is very kind to his subordinates, his wife and children, and overall he is a decent person who understands the overall situation.

Because of this, Sim dared to let go and let Kraug go to the Diru family as a double agent.

Sim knew that people could not pass the test, and when he failed to encircle and suppress the Dilu family, he also doubted whether Klaug really rebelled, but as the dust settled, these were no longer important.

Kraug has no reason to betray him!

Sim yelled in shock, "You drank too!"

Klaug laughed and ridiculed: "Everyone's weaknesses are different, why don't you even understand this?"

Kraug's throat suddenly swelled, his face turned purple, and he vomited a sac full of liquid.

It contained exactly what he drank.

"You're not Kroger!" In Sim's impression, Kroger didn't have such disgusting skills.

He punched out a silver glow, but the muscles all over his body trembled suddenly, and the momentary stiffness caused him to stagger, and fell powerlessly at Kraug's feet.

"Shake it when you sober up, right?" Kraug smiled, "The more you stimulate the spirit veins, the faster the toxin will spread." He looked to the other side, "It's still old Jotun who has rich experience and knows how to breathe quietly." Sitting can live longer."

"I'm against poison..." Sim struggled, "Resistance..."

Kroger bent down, pinched Sim's cheek with his left hand, and patted Sim's cheek with his right hand in a humiliating motion: "Can something that poisons ordinary people be called poison? This is specially prepared for you, my dear." President."

"you……"

"I know that under your leadership, the citizens and dock workers on the site of the Indigo Society will live a slightly better life. You are a person who likes to satisfy your vanity, but now, it's time to wake up from your dream."

Kraug snapped his fingers, and the whole room seemed to be sealed by an invisible air wall. He pulled out the revolver and fed the muzzle into Sim's throat.

Sim's eyes widened, and he frantically activated his spirit veins to fight back. Klaug's lips pursed slightly, and when the trigger was pulled, he said softly, "Crack."

There was no sound of gunfire.

Sim's eyes were on the verge of tearing apart, he fell down sickly, and he could not rest in peace.

Cloris didn't make a move, she knew that even if she fought, she couldn't save Sim.

That shot was Kraug's humiliation.

He didn't load the bullet, just to force Sim to subconsciously stimulate the spiritual veins, so that the poison spread faster, and sent a funny joke to the other party.

At the last moment, Sim's dying consciousness did not disappear from the toxin, but the anger under the shame.

"Now, it's your turn." Kroger looked at Jotun and Cloris, and finally at the girl, and said, "You are so beautiful, if it were another time, I might not be willing to kill you, but the corpse is the same... ..."

"Hehe." Cloris laughed.

The sarcasm of the smile made Kraug frowned.

"You go first." Jotun stood up, his skin was red and shiny, and dirty blood flowed from his pores.