Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 808 Request from Larel 38
After taking the last place and successfully making the Fairlade family's ranking into No. 10, he was almost sprayed into a sieve by the family manager.

The formerly amiable old Patriarch didn't even bother to scold him.

Jerome returned home dispirited and passed on to his keeper the spittle sprayed on him by the main pipe.

Johannes felt innocent.

It is the horse that runs, and you are the one who directs it. The flamingo is not sick or has diarrhea. What does it matter to me if you lose the horse race?

It's not that I made you stand on the track and sing "thank you" like an idiot.

However, he only dared to MMP in his heart, and he didn't dare to smile at all.

Not explaining, not covering up, not looking at each other, and hanging your head like a mournful concubine is the correct way to open this moment.

Sure enough, Mr. Jerome felt bored after scolding for a while, so he kicked Johannes out.

Once again, we survived the crisis safely.

When the baron's widow, who had always regarded herself as the hostess, left without hesitation, after Jerome entertained a group of five people to eat and drink, he suddenly became furious.

Johannes admitted that he had been naive.

Because in the days that followed, people kept coming to visit Mr. Jerome.

After each visit Jerome flew into a fit of rage, and he whipped Johannes three more times and Flamingo once more.

After those people left, Mr. Jerome stayed at home all day long, slovenly, drinking and getting drunk every day.

"I could get the first place, but that damned bastard killed me? I'm the first, and I'm the first!"

With drunken eyes, Jerome could vaguely see a gray-haired racehorse with a bone spur in its forehead, walking towards him with three points of elegance and seven points of rebelliousness.

Is that... a unicorn?

A lot of memories kept pouring into my mind, the first time I won an award, the first time I won No.1, the unicorn became famous, he became famous, his manor expanded...

It seems his luck started with the unicorn and ended with the unicorn.

The creditors couldn't get the money, so they began to carve up his land. Jerome had no choice but to sell some land far from the manor, and finally dealt with the group of creditors.

Then he discovered that his manor had returned to the size it had been when it was bought for fifteen gold coins.

Forget it, I'd better drink the bar, drink until I fall asleep naturally, and sleep until I wake up naturally.

When Jerome was intoxicated, the June Lotus Association had already completed the division of land and entered the stage of a blowout industrial development.

Naturally, the original racetracks could not be abandoned, so they were officially changed to racetracks and opened to the whole society.

There are two racing horse races every week, which is probably the embryonic form of horse betting in later generations.

By the time Jerome got the news, he had already missed one game.

Jerome is ambitious and wants to rely on horse racing again to rise again.

He hasn't lost yet. Although he is penniless, he still has a small manor, four slaves and two horses that belong to him.

Unfortunately, the Flamingo started shaking as soon as he stood on the track.

Jerome whipped it viciously and cursed: "You bloody beast, why don't you run, why?"

"Xi Yu Yu!"

A familiar long hiss woke Jerome up from his rage.

"It's you? How dare you appear in front of me?"

On the snow-white tall horse sat proudly a man with short black hair, dark brown skin, concave eyes and snub nose.

The way he looked down made Jerome uncomfortable.

"Why don't I dare to appear in front of you? You have already received the tax break from the association, and I am the reason why you can get this benefit."

Jerome's eyes immediately turned red.

It was like stabbing a knife in his heart.

Because more than half of the land that enjoys tax breaks now belongs to others!
Jerome stopped talking, but swung the whip in his hand towards Johannes next to him.

"Damn black pig, lazy, dirty, shameless, you are just a lowly slave, kneel down, you have no right to stand and speak in front of me!"

Jerome spoke every word against Larel on the horse, but it was Johannes who he whipped.

Because Larel is already a free man who is literally equal to them, a free man who enjoys the legal protection of the association.

Johannes shrugged his shoulders and endured it numbly, as if he was used to such humiliation and torture.

There are mixed feelings in his heart, only he knows.

How proud he was when he took away Larel's breeder status, how embarrassed he is now.

Why did he insist on grabbing this drudgery?Wouldn't it be nice to be on a plantation?I heard that many slaves have obtained the seal issued by the Governor's Mansion and become free men like Larel, but he is still a slave who can be killed at will.

The sound of the hooves of the "da da da" went away and came back again. The steed of the white horse was simply fascinating. Many people in the racecourse were attracted by the appearance of the white horse, and some even asked Larel if he was interested in selling it. He was happy to pay a price that would satisfy everyone.

This thought moved Jerome, and suppressing the shame in his heart, he tried to keep his tone and voice as low as possible.

"Rael, I...I want to trade horses with you."

He Xiaoman shook his head: "No change."

"My horse is a famous flamingo in Junelian horse racing. Are you sure you don't want to change it?"

"Mine is the more famous unicorn."

Jerome is furious.

Even if the rider does not have the precise judgment of the horse groomer, he is at least a master. This white horse gave Jerome a vague premonition at this moment. As long as he got this horse, he could make a comeback. Humiliated, once again became the most majestic one on the racetrack.

"I'll exchange two horses for this...uni...unicorn in your hand."

It was difficult to say the name that he had called countless times, not to mention Larel, Jerome even saw the undisguised contempt in the eyes of the horse.

"My unicorn is my comrade-in-arms, my brother, even if you take [-] horses, I will not replace them."

He Xiaoman took his boots out of the stirrups and got off the horse neatly, and the unicorn followed her obediently, arching her face with its mouth.

This scene stung Jerome's heart.

He used to see this scene often in his stable. The scene in front of him and the memory kept overlapping, and Jerome suddenly widened his eyes: "It...is it a unicorn?"

"That's right, it's always been called a unicorn." He Xiaoman gave Jerome a weird smile.

"Unicorn, come here."

Jerome tries to get close to the unicorn.

However, the snort from the unicorn made his face sticky, and the smell of grass made Jerome suddenly think of unpleasant memories about flattering.

Jerome had no choice but to back away unwillingly, still calling out as if he was calling his lover: "Are you... are you really my unicorn? Larel, I want it, please make an offer!"

Johannes thought Jerome was going crazy.

It's a white horse with no broken legs, how could it be a unicorn?

"You're wrong, the unicorn was never yours, and money can't take it away from me. Instead of trying to get my horse here, it's better... I'll give you a sum of money so that you can change the current situation." Life?"

"What do you mean?" Looking at Larel, who was obviously harboring malicious intentions, Jerome returned to his senses in an instant, and asked vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)