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Chapter 120 Let's make a bet. I'm going to kill someone (two in one)

"You are a knight."

"Then it is only natural that you should serve me as your master and devote yourself to the Eliza family for generations to come."

"The Eliza family will give you rewards beyond your expectations..."

"..."

"Even though I cannot give you a title now, I will give you enough treasure. You will be the first knight in history to be promoted directly from a commoner to a royal guard serving the royal family."

"..."

"You, you have any objection?"

Miao Xueer was somewhat lacking in confidence.

But he took the initiative to propose this.

He took the initiative to say that he wanted to be a minister.

Ministers and knights were the same to her; they all had to acknowledge her as their master.

"I'm going to pick something up."

"?"

Seeing Su Ming's warm smile, Miao Xueer was a little stunned.

Picking up something?
Are you looking for treasures to offer to yourself?

"No need... We are not in the palace now, so there is no need for too much etiquette."

She just thought that no matter what Su Ming took out, it would not shock her.

Even though she was a poor princess, she had seen so many rare treasures that she no longer had any need for material things.

but!

If you must offer yourself tribute to show your loyalty, then no matter how rubbish it is, just accept it with a smile.

Who says I am broad-minded and a good master?
After a while.

"cross?!"

"W-what do you want to do?!"

Miao Xueer's face froze and she unconsciously took several steps back.

In Su Ming's hand was a small silver object.

She was severely ill just by existing here.

"I want to help you, I am happy to do so, understand?"

"But you just said you wanted me to call you Master, and I'm not happy about that."

"... No, didn't you say you wanted to serve me...?"

Miao Xueer looked pale.

"It doesn't matter which part it is."

"I'll say it again. Our relationship. You are the young princess, and I am the guardian."

"Strictly speaking, you can call me Master if you want."

"?!"

Miao Xueer's mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

It is not about serving yourself and making yourself the Lord.

Do you want me to recognize him as my master? !
"But I don't have that kind of fetish. How about this. Just call me brother."

Su Ming touched his chin and said, "It will also be convenient for you to show up later."

“…You’re dreaming!”

Miao Xueer clenched her teeth.

It turned out to be the case.

In addition to the possibility that they are targeting your body, they are also targeting your identity.

I've heard before that some nobles like to buy down-and-out royal ladies as slaves.

She would never do such a humiliating thing even if she died.

……

"elder brother."

It is definitely a humiliation that will be remembered for a lifetime.

Miao Xueer's face flushed and she was out of breath.

I can't stand it anymore.

No one had ever dared to do such a rude thing to her feet.

Tickling.

He was tied up in a tortoise shell bind and was tickled. Charm was useless, and he couldn't use any strength holding the cross.

Kill him!

"Is that all right?! Let me go!"

"Are you clear that our relationship is equal?"

"……clear."

"who am I?"

"..."

"It seems it's not enough."

"Brother...brother."

Tears welled up in the corners of Miao Xueer's eyes.

Just a civilian.

Even if you ignore his status, I am already over 40 years old. How could I treat him as my brother?
I will return it in full when this is over!

"That's all I understand. From now on I will go out and do things every day."

"Until I need you, leave me alone and I won't leave you alone."

"..."

Miao Xueer was even prepared to bite her tongue and commit suicide if that really happened, and would never let Su Ming defile her.

But in the end, all I got was my shoes taken off and then I was tickled humiliatingly.

Gone.

The rope was loosened, and Su Ming was seen sleeping in the empty room without any scruples.

What exactly is going on?

If I was greedy for my own body, I would have been... completely unable to move.

If he wanted to satisfy his fetishes like those disgusting nobles, he would definitely force me to recognize her as my master and train her into a slave.

Put on high-top shoes. Arrange your clothes and remove the extra traces of ropes.

"Shh-"

Mu Xueer threw the rope into the stove.

If I had burned it earlier, I wouldn’t have been tied up?
No, she had no confidence that she could beat Su Ming. It was even more impossible to win if she couldn't use charm.

He went back to the room and gulped down another half cup of scarlet liquid.

Calm down.

Whatever he wants to do.

Very strong.

Apart from being extremely rude, it was pretty much what she wanted.

Willing to be a knight but unwilling to acknowledge the master, and even being rude to oneself because of the 'acknowledgment of the master'?
That feeling was similar to what Miao Xueer remembered, when her father got a good wild horse but couldn't tame it. It took time to make the wild horse convinced.

Don't you want to be the master?
That's the case.

Then what can I, who has lost my royal status, do to make him convinced?
one way or another……

Must get it!
He must be forced to kneel down on one knee, kiss the back of his hand, and serve him as his master!

I have never experienced such humiliation in my life!
The princess... does have a temper!
……

Su Ming doesn’t have as many ideas as Miao Xueer.

He simply sat in the dim room, staring at his unclear hands.

What era is this?
Logically speaking, if it was the Middle Ages, stockings would be worn by men, right?

Could that also be something made up by a marketing account?

Stand up.

The feet under the long skirt are very tender. They are wrapped in a fabric that feels smoother than the fabric in the snow country. The light transmittance is not very good, but it is very smooth.

Her toes clench when she's touched.

The sound gradually became strange.

If Su Ming hadn't been thinking about the joke she had seen in Xueguo, where a monkey used a rubber band to hit her window glass, she might have done something extra.

It really needs some training.

Then do whatever you want.

But don't forget the real mission.

If there is no woman in your heart, you will be a god when you draw your sword. Sleeping and standing are normal. It means you have good functions.

Even when sleeping, Su Mingdao kept it at hand, only wrapped in cloth to prevent accidental injury.

But Miao Xueer didn't seem to come for revenge.

day.

Su Ming went to the living room and found that her room door was still closed.

No need to say hello.

So much the better.

She sleeps alone at night.

During the day, I was active while she slept. I eliminated the temptations brought by women from the root. On the first day of abstinence, I was full of confidence in a bright future.

……

town.

The full name is Keyimu or something town, so let’s just call it Keyimu for short.

Even such a small place can be divided into two worlds.

To the north is the street of the Mother House, and further in is the lord's mansion. That street is very prosperous.

To the south, there is a stinking ditch.

They are all civilians living in dire straits. If you walk around more, you can even see people selling slaves. But they are not so aboveboard and will quietly pull customers in to see.

I think this must be a business that the managers tacitly approve.

Just walking aimlessly on the street, dressed like a poor commoner, and walking around for a few days may not trigger a CG event.

There are no guns in this world.

That is the era of cold weapons.

Su Ming was thinking when he arrived at the Mother's House.

"Brother, please come in~"

No wonder the Mu Niang House has so much business. Even though I am dressed like a commoner now, I am not discriminated against at all. She still holds me in her arms and walks in. She doesn't mind being taken advantage of.

It just means that it will no longer be the same as that day when I came out of here, being taken advantage of by girls of different looks along the way.

The clothes I wore at that time might be considered petty bourgeois.

The room we were brought to this time was even more shabby.

Not even a stone bed.

Just a haystack?!
Is this where cows and horses mate? The air smells like strawberry jelly mixed with moldy weeds.

"Wait, I'm not here for pleasure."

"?"

"I'm next to your store, and someone recommended that the medicine produced by the Mother's House is of very good quality."

"My sister had problems after eating it. Come to find an explanation."

"Looking for an explanation? Are you kidding?"

The woman's face, which had been enthusiastic just now, changed.

……

For Su Ming, it was too easy.

Another fight in the narrow corridor, although the people who came were much more decisive than the tall and thin man before.

The seventh floor is a completely private space.

The most luxurious and beautiful courtesan's room is on the sixth floor.

To put it bluntly, as long as you are in a high position, the service is provided here. It is the highest treatment that is completely different from the lower classes.

Maybe more than an hour?

Completed the Mother House dungeon solo.

Sitting in the room that was said to be the boss's, Su Ming picked up an unopened cigar-like object and took a puff.

"Cough cough!"

It's choking.

I'd better light my cigarettes. 1.2.3... 11 more.

Can you clear the level before it runs out?
"Why are you shaking? Do you think I look like a demon that bleeds easily?"

"Light me up."

"Ah...yes..."

The woman who had previously thought that Su Ming was just a troublemaker due to drug overdose, now looked pale. She nervously lit a cigarette for Su Ming.

Wearing so little, won’t the baby be tired from having to rock in the cafeteria all the time?

Su Ming had no distracting thoughts and took a puff of his cigarette, "Tell me about it."

"You know, the evil things you've seen happen here."

"Today I am the messenger of justice."

"Okay, I'll let you go."

"That's not a good thing to say... Just think about the weed house you took me to just now. What kind of scene was it with a group of men queuing outside?"

……

The owner of the Mother House.

Jike Toss. Having lunch with the lord.

"..."

His men came over and whispered a few words, and Jike's face changed instantly.

"what's up?"

The fat and bloated lord raised his eyelids and continued to cut the delicate pieces of meat.

"Someone... is causing trouble in the Mother House."

"Golden lock?"

"Jinsuo shouldn't have the guts to declare war on me in broad daylight. They have always only dared to steal petty things. Do these rats really want to declare war this time?"

"Solve it as soon as possible. We should pay tribute to those adults right away, and we can't make any mistakes in this link. By the way, you just said that there are too many ignorant people, and you have to think of a way to improve my achievements. I want to see the results as soon as possible."

"……Yes."

Zeke didn't even dare to breathe.

As soon as he left the lord's mansion, his face instantly turned pale.

"Fuck it, he gets all the benefits. Why should I take the blame?"

"it is good."

"I just want to see if Jinsuo really wants to fight."

He had been living under the lord's command, feeling aggrieved, and with the constant friction between the two major forces, he had been holding his breath for a long time.

"What do you mean?" "Just one person picked all the people in the Mother House?"

"..."

By the time we finally arrived at the Mother House, it was already evening.

When Jike saw his men crying with bruised faces and noses, his face became even uglier.

Just one person knocked down at least dozens of people in the Mother House? Do you still have any face left?

He took a few of his trusted aides with him to his private room on the top floor.

Jake could easily see that the not-so-tall man was sitting leisurely in his seat, smoking heavily, and his cigar was also ruined.

"Are you good at fighting?"

"me?"

Su Ming patted the ashes on his pants and said, "It's just so-so, barely acceptable."

"You can either pay the mother house a month's income or you can be taken away and fed to the dogs. Which one do you choose?"

"Which would you choose, leave the restaurant to me or let me hang you on the tree?"

"Haha. When did Jinsuo become as foolish as you?"

Zeke had been patient for a long time. He wrapped a chain around his wrist.

The confidants are very good at fighting.

But he is a better fighter than his confidants. It can be said that he has worked his way up from a pile of dead bodies to where he is today.

……

But after just a few moves, Zeke realized something was wrong.

Who is he?

I have never seen such a reckless fighting style.

Every move was the same as his own, going straight to the vital point. But he couldn't touch Su Ming at all.

"I just want to say that you have some capable fighters. They are nothing compared to what happened just now."

After just a few moves, Zeke had been kicked several times.

There were even several times when he could clearly feel that Su Ming could kill him with one blow.

Seeing this, the confidants wanted to rush forward to intervene.

"do not move."

Zeke covered his chest which was kicked again and stopped his confidant.

His face was ashen.

"Who...are you? You are definitely not Jinsuo's man."

Jinsuo knew all the faces of the fighters. The man in front of him looked a little different from the locals. He had put on makeup to better blend in with the locals.

"Of course I'm not."

Su Ming waved his hand.

"…You are holding back."

"I was originally planning to use you as a sacrifice, but after listening to what the prostitute under your command said, I felt that you might be worth training."

"……nourish?"

"Now you must be wondering who is in front of you? He speaks so arrogantly. I didn't expect you to accept it right away. How about asking them to leave and let us talk alone?"

"..."

Jike waved his hand, and after his confidant left, he sat down opposite Su Ming, staggering a little.

"One?"

"?"

The long white strip was thrown over, and Zeke frowned, "What is this?"

"Cigarettes. There are only 11 of these in the world. They are very precious."

"No need. Tell me what you want to do and what you want to talk about."

Jake didn't ask for a cigarette.

He picked up the cigar and lit it. He felt a little sad when he saw the cigar that Su Ming had only smoked half of before he smashed it and threw it on the table.

This amount is equivalent to an ordinary civilian's daily living expenses.

"I heard that your relationship with the lord is not very good."

"……Who said that?"

"Needless to say, most of the business of the single mother house goes into the lord's pocket. You don't want to force women who have no intention of selling their bodies to come, but the lord wants to make more money and insists on you doing it."

"Plus, you will never compromise and refuse to sell medicine. But the lord secretly supports others to sell medicine and won't allow you to prohibit it. It's easy to know that your relationship will not be very good. This doesn't seem to be a secret."

"It's just that you can't say it. After all, you are just a dog in front of the lord."

"……dog?"

Jike smiled, "You are indeed a good fighter, but the Mother House did not survive to this day by relying on fists and kicks."

"I know it very well. I also know that even if I beat you into submission here, it will be impossible to take over the Mother House and your power."

"...I haven't seen an idiot like you who wants to die in more than ten years. You have decent skills but not enough brains."

"I mean. The lord bullies men and women, and as a manager he does nothing but enjoy himself. It seems that he even forcibly took away the courtesan he liked from the mother's house. The people above him want money, and he wants it too. The only ones who suffer are the people below."

"People like this are called little tigers and small capitalists in my hometown. They are to be hung on the lamp."

"……what do you want to say in the end?"

"About that, I will go and kill the lord and remove the first lock that imprisons this town. And what you need to do is to seize the opportunity to expand your own power. And Jinsuo, who likes to sell medicine and sells it to me, right? I will also take down their leaders."

"Let's make a bet."

"If I do this, you and your people will have to obey me from now on."

"That's funny. Why should I bet with you? What's the point if you can do it or not?"

Zeke couldn't help but sneer, "You think you can do whatever you want just because you're good at fighting? I've seen too many idiots like you."

"It's okay. This is a one-sided bet."

"But if you don't fulfill your promise, I will have to build up my own power. In other words, you either recognize me as your boss, or we will go to the heaven together."

"After all, it's hard to keep a leader like you who has a decent reputation."

"..."

Zeke's face was gloomy.

But he knew that he couldn't stop Su Ming with his strength alone. His swordsmanship and skills were better than anyone he had ever seen.

Assassination?

It's possible with his skills, but what's the point?
It's not like no one had done this before, but they only suffered from sending troops to suppress them, and the arrival of more greedy lords. And... Now, Feng Jing, who was originally just lingering on, has grown stronger and become the lord's dog.

"stop!"

"Even if you succeed in the assassination, what happens next?"

"Want to listen? That's a bit long."

"..."

At first Zeke just wanted to hold him back until others arrived.

But the more I listened, the more confused I became, and the more inspired I became.

A law where nobles break the same law as commoners?

Iron, condiments, minerals, and oil that are controlled by the state?

He was able to read books at first thanks to the conditions given by his father, so even though he was not a noble, he knew a lot.

But everything Su Ming said was new to him.

It seemed like a fairy tale, but Su Ming's words were so certain... as if such a place really existed.

"It's impossible. If you touch the interests of the nobles... you will be suppressed immediately."

Before we knew it, we had already talked about what to do after capturing a city.

"Get it straight. What is the most abundant thing in this world? The nobles? No one listens to them. They are nothing."

"People's hearts. It's useless to just shout slogans while actually exploiting them. If we really give them benefits, they will support the new lord themselves."

"..."

"If all the benefits go to the people, then what is the need for the nobles to exist?"

"Give them benefits, and they will create more benefits. With more benefits, asking them to give a little more will not be less than strict taxation. The most important thing is to give them the confidence to survive and the hope that their lives will get better and better."

"..."

"Moreover, the newly-formed nobles who pay lower taxes than before will be completely different from before. Everyone must do practical work, patrol to maintain law and order, adjudicate cases when disputes arise. We must pay special attention to and control profiteers who drive up prices, and all issues that affect people's livelihood."

"...Where did you see these theories?"

Zeke's brain really started to freeze.

No longer think that the arrogant person in front of you is simply an idiot.

"Well, I'll tell you after you follow me."

While answering Jike's questions, it was Su Ming who was actually nervous.

You can tell what you want to memorize in detail, but you need to study in detail how each step is achieved. At most, you can know the general idea.

But Jike is not only good at martial arts, but also keeps learning by analogy when he becomes interested.

Eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

"I can't understand, if there really is such a powerful country, how could it perish?"

"Not extinct. In fact, they are on other continents. I just can't go back. The people there are all as skilled and intelligent as I am."

"...Cigarettes. Is it the equivalent of cigars that even ordinary people can afford?"

"It is."

"..."

Jick picked up the cigarette again and looked at it for a long time.

My mind went back many years.

This is what Feng Jing’s first leader, also his grandfather, said.

Feng Jing will never sell medicine to harm people from generation to generation.

Never force women of good character into prostitution.

Never oppress civilians.

……

So far, perhaps only the first rule has not been violated. But turning a blind eye and allowing others to sell on Mu Niang Guan Street is actually a violation.

"call……"

He imitated Su Ming and took a deep breath.

The flavor is not as strong as a cigar.

"Pinch this. Do you feel a small bead? Crush it hard."

"Little beads?"

Zeke felt it and it was real. Crushed it.

"You can start over again."

"..."

There is a slight chill.

“Why is it getting colder?”

"Where I come from, this is a very light tobacco. If you want to feel refreshed, just crush the contents and it will taste very cool."

"There are many kinds of tobacco... just like the perfume of the nobility?"

"That's right. There are many kinds."

"Never seen it. The systems you mentioned... I have never heard of them anywhere else."

“Too advanced, isn’t it?”

"...Yeah. But you are definitely not an ordinary person."

Zeke felt the mist, which was completely different from the cigar, and fell into deep thought.

Mother House.

The power of the lord is developing more and more, and they are considering whether to allow the sale of medicine. Otherwise, the lord may choose to train Jinsuo who is willing to sell medicine. At that time, Feng Jing will be suppressed badly.

The results of three generations' hard work will be destroyed in one's own hands.

Grandfather said.

I don't ask for infallibility, but I ask for a name to be left behind. A name that people admire. Feng Jing was able to start his career by sheltering some civilians during the turbulent times at the beginning.

"Boss!"

"..."

The door was pushed open, and a bunch of familiar Zeke's men came in.

"After all this chat, do you still want to fight?"

"..."

Zeke shook his head and stood up. "I admit that your idea is interesting. But if you want to accomplish what you said... are you the only one?"

"I alone am enough."

"Are you sure you don't need help?"

Jike took a deep breath and looked directly into Su Ming's eyes, "Maybe, I can help you."

He didn't think he was just being crazy to say that.

It comes from some careful thinking, some idea that seems unrealistic to most people.

"You need help with such a small matter. Do you think I could possibly come here alone?"

"..."

A moment of silence.

Zeke spoke again, "You are indeed different from ordinary people in terms of your brain and actions."

"You are beyond my expectation. You are very receptive to new knowledge."

"...I hope you didn't end up here by sheer luck."

"I have walked on thin ice all my life. I have never relied on luck, but only on strength."

Su Ming smiled brightly.

I stood up and went out. The people at the door were still blocking my way.

"Let him go."

Only after Zeke spoke did the crowd make way for each other.

Watching Su Ming walk out in a swagger.

"Socrates Plato?"

"call."

Jake sat on the sofa and picked up the cigarette and took a puff.

If you keep being a dog all your life, eventually… your own blood will get tired of being a dog.

The lord who was afraid of death and greedy for life was surrounded by people who were not as confident in their skills as himself, so it was not easy to get close to him. Should he hope that he would succeed or become a clown? Perhaps it was more of the former.

The Toss family has never liked being dogs with people.

That will take away even your dignity, and you won't be able to raise your head, and you can only hide the humiliation in your heart.

If he really has the ability, what if he changes his attitude towards life?
His hands trembled strangely. He felt an indescribable sense of relief, as if he could finally raise his head after being suppressed for so long.

"Ask Klilith to come over and drink with me."

so.

This is not a broken brain.

He did it, so why not follow him and see the new world he talked about?

That's not a disadvantage. It might leave a good reputation for Feng Jingxin. He is definitely not an ordinary commoner or a fat-headed noble.

Jinsuo, the scum who had long disregarded the original rules, indeed preferred to crush them directly rather than compromise. The same was true for the nobles who cared nothing more than money and women.

(End of this chapter)