Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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"His Royal Highness the Red Angel is so generous. He directly entrusted me with the property of Mr. Dwayne Dantès."

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it was the time when the afternoon sunshine was at its best. Mr. Dawn Dantès had no schedule during this time, and his neighbors and friends were very considerate of him. After the attack that night, the entire The servants in the mansion are all in a state of confusion.

The butler Walter had some extraordinary experience and relevant knowledge, and had once planned revenge with the witch Triss on the person who betrayed the third prince, so he did not panic because of the sudden disappearance of his employer and the disappearance of the roof of the house. He very rationally removed the roof. The explanation for the disappearance of the building is that the building was in disrepair, the materials were used by construction merchants to enrich themselves, and it was accidentally struck by lightning on a thunderstorm night, causing it to collapse.

Although this reason can be self-evident just by looking at the smooth cut marks on the second floor, the roof has been smashed to pieces, and the servants also want to find an excuse to reassure themselves. Working for Mr. Dawn was a good job, Mr. Dawn was a good employer, and they didn't want to lose that life.

So the housekeeper successfully calmed down the servants again, and waited until the next morning when Richard brought his "substitute Dawn" to see the situation.

This was the third day after Klein was sneaked in and taken away by Medici in the middle of the night. Richard helped open the door when he left.

Now Richard was completely accustomed to life at 160 Burklund Street, and skillfully and happily began to "save money" for the mansion and these servants. After all, Mr. Klein has not paid himself the fifteen thousand pounds yet. This mansion must be well taken care of, right?

So, Richard stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the garden outside, looked at the busy gardener and maid in the garden, and began to think:

Does this family need so many servants?

The answer is definitely not necessary. Servants cannot produce any economic value and exist purely for the dignity and comfort of rich people.

Richard is really thinking about whether to reduce the number of servants. These servants who supply wealthy people with demanding requirements and taste will take more time to train and will naturally demand more salary.

However, this idea only appeared in his mind for a few seconds before being discarded. He had no ill feelings towards servants. Everyone was just working normally to earn money to make a living, not to mention the current turbulent era - and it was open to servants. Salary is also not the bulk of expenses.

The real big deal is daily expenses.

Mr. Dwayne Dantès only hired "no more, no less" servants. This rich man who wanted to join the ranks of the nobility did not pursue the same pomp and circumstance as the nobility, and the waste of human resources of "one servant per house," One thing for one thing.”

As for the servant, Richard would have no idea.

If he were a demigod and a pre-demigod, he might have criticized some of the Southern Continent and Southern Continent hybrids, such as Richardson whose knees and neck were too soft.

Two hundred years ago was also the time when all the uprisings and resistance activities in the Southern Continent were the most intense. No matter what their purpose and stance, the majority of the people who resisted were always the majority. How could people who lived in that era be the same as the mixed-race people today?

Therefore, even though every time this young man would inevitably look at Him standing behind "Dwayne Dantès" with nervous and tentative eyes, even though this young man with no other talents except being a servant would be afraid, He was wary of himself being more capable and capable than he looked. Even though Richard tried to cut off the opponent's bent waist and lowered head countless times... Richard also did nothing.

Richardson was a mixed-race person who was born on a plantation in the Southern Continent, a standard slave that people in the Northern Continent wanted.

People from the Northern Continent who really need servants can cultivate them directly from their own plantations, just like breeding animals.

He is afraid of the Angel of Temperance, but there is actually no reason. He is simply and habitually afraid of everyone around him, everyone who seems to have a higher status than him, and he is always ready to be bullied by these people. .

Young children, those who have never known what freedom is, what dignity is, what human rights are, and what it means to stand up and not kneel down, are more able to accept that the Northern Continent and the noble masters are the masters and should be the masters. They should have the outlook on life to serve others. These selected servants kneel naturally and serve them with complete comfort. Are they not better than these rebel terrorists who are naturally rebellious?

What’s funny is that after the Slave Act was abolished, almost all of these outstanding servants lost their jobs in a short period of time. No matter how much the gentlemen like your service and respect, they are not willing to pay you. salary.

So the Temperance Angel made no demands on Richardson, nor on anyone else.

"Oh, when Tawfik's mental illness improves, if Red Angel and the others haven't come back yet, I will capture him to play Dwayne Dantès for a while."

"This will definitely cure his illness quickly."

Taufik's situation has been quite stable these days and he has basically returned to normal, but he is still a little resistant to working with Audrey.

However, compared to going crazy on the spot that day, it was already much better.

Richard admired the surrounding scenery and poured himself a glass of boiled water using the exquisite tea set bought by Klein. He took a sip and began to think about how Tawfik almost lost his mind after he arrived.

The other party either becomes a "Silent Disciple" in the silence, or goes crazy in the silence and is captured by Him so that Audrey can continue the treatment.

"The tea leaves used by Dawn at home are too expensive. There is no need to drink tea like this on a daily basis."

Richard took out a ledger from his pocket. This should belong to Dawn's housekeeper, but since he came, the matter of closing the accounts has been seamlessly transferred from the housekeeper to him.

Anyway, demigods can't do anything good by drinking tea, and they don't need to drink tea, so why buy tea? The temperance angel waved his hand and crossed out the necessary expenditure "High-end Marquis Black Tea". Looking at the 20 pounds reduction in expenditure this month, Richard showed a satisfied smile.

There will be no guests coming to visit this month. There will only be Sir Richard plundering other people's banquets. The servants will eat the remaining snacks of their employer, but they will not drink the remaining tea. Even if there is no tea, there will be no guests. Will not be discovered.

"Expenditure on clothing, formal wear and accessories? The dozens of pounds this month are unnecessary. When you go out, just use the transformation curse to change the clothes of the substitute. Go back to the bookstore and borrow two books on clothing design. I guarantee that Dawn Sir, you don’t look the same every day.”

"Meige Manor? Oh, Meige Manor. The best red wine produced will be given to the nobles, and the rest can be kept for personal use or sold. Let me see... Is there still so much in the wine cellar? For sale Come on, no, selling too much at one time will be traced back to the flow of large sums of money. If it is not discovered, I can still get some more money... Then sell all the ordinary ones first, and then sell some of them. Moderate."

As for the middlemen, Richard directly thought of the Demon Family.

"It seems that the manager of the Demon Family has been promoted to demigod, and he plans to marry the daughter of a poor nobleman and get a title."

"Have they not saved enough for the Loen Kingdom's minimum noble standard for so long? ... No, they should have saved enough a long time ago, but now that the king has exploded and Thunder Pope Gad II has temporarily taken over as emperor, they don't If you dare to make mistakes, you are afraid of being charged by Chavas."

Richard has never felt any psychological burden towards harming people from the Northern Continent.

When Backlund's West District and Hillston District were bombed, He stood on the big clock and took up the best viewing position. He also had a cup of lemon black tea sparkling water, and drank the whole cup happily. Jump down and wander around the affected area.

It is most convenient for the Demon family to act as a middleman to help him sell things. First of all, the other party has connections and a platform. Secondly, the other party will definitely not dare to make a profit in the middle.

I don’t even dare not give more.

"As for the rest... I put down the ball, the invitations, and the afternoon tea. Don't expect me to spend money on such inconsequential things."

"But in the next half month, I will have to participate in other people's activities once or twice... It's really troublesome. Then I can just take two handicrafts from the highlands and give them to them, and then go in and pack some food and valuable utensils. It’s a waste if they can’t finish it anyway.”

"Repairing the roof... the housekeeper did a good job and didn't let the workers ask for excessive prices, but the price is still too high. I will repair it myself."

Why should you spend a hundred pounds on something that touches your fingertips?

Of course Richard was willing to show mercy to the workers, but he would not spend unnecessary money.

After a strong round of deletions and rejections, Richard looked at the reduction of one thousand pounds in this month's expenditures, with the joy of a good harvest written on his face.

…

Klein had an inexplicable feeling and rubbed his hands.

But he didn't think there was anything strange, and continued to fill the table with delicious food from historical projections in a good mood.

At this moment, more frequent lightning and boundless darkness alternately rule the land. In places where the surrounding light is not available, one eye stares at this place without any emotion, and the twisted grass with dark red tips blows by from time to time. The breeze dances gently.

And in the half-collapsed building, a glass lamp that should not have been there hung strangely in the half-collapsed house. The dim yellow light coated the artistic coffee table and exquisite tableware with warm colors.

The aroma of fried steak lingered vaguely, completely opposite to the outside environment where there was almost no separation.

Klein faced the gaze of the terrifying monsters in the depths of darkness and enjoyed the food gracefully and gracefully on this desolate and gray land where great terror was brewing.

After finishing the steak, he got a small glass of ice wine from the Rose Manor and drank it in one gulp.

Medici knocked on the table that was pulled out of the historical projection, and Klein ordered another glass of Olmir wine. Seeing Medici's disgusted expression after sniffing it, Klein had no choice but to find another glass of Sunia blood wine produced in Fusac.

Medici smiled with satisfaction, holding the blood wine, and walked leisurely to a distance, not trying to compete with the young ancient scholar for food.

In the past three days, Klein used this method to recall normal human life and food from time to time. Medici felt bored, but would not refuse to come over for something to eat, and Hermes was interested in Klein's psychology and thoughts. He is very interested and always chats with him while eating.

Hermes sat opposite Klein and chatted. Then, cream soup, pan-fried cod, tender lamb stewed with peas, baked potato skins and various wines were summoned one after another and entered the stomachs of Klein and Hermes.

During this process, the steak that was eaten first had exceeded the maintenance time and disappeared out of thin air. However, Klein's stomach and body were paralyzed by the subsequent food and he did not notice this.

"Do you need me to give you a psychological hint?" Hermes said with a smile, "This hint will make you feel that you have really eaten these. Although you have reached Sequence Three and have no need to eat, you still feel full. It makes us feel happy and relaxed.”

Klein dipped the crispy garlic bread into the mushroom soup, thought about it, and nodded.

Of course, the coffee table and tableware have to be replenished, otherwise it will not last at all.

At the end of the meal, Klein continued to reach out and took out a cup from the void with a ball of vanilla ice cream in it. Then he scooped up the ice cream with a dessert spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling its melting and sweetness.

After finishing one ball, he was still not satisfied and summoned another ball from the hole in history.

In this way, Klein ate five balls of ice cream of different flavors in a row.

With the help of Hermes, he successfully "filled his stomach" and regained his energy. Otherwise, if he wanted to replenish his physical strength normally in this place, he would have to eat the monsters hiding in the dark and the meat with toxins.

Medici wandered back from nowhere again. The Sonia blood wine with spherical ice cubes in his hand had long since disappeared. He looked at Klein for a moment and raised his bar in the distance:

"Continue to go?"

"Continue to go."

"Let's go." Hermes said, "I can already see dreams in the distance. People are praying to the gods. The Moon City is not far away."

"Then we might encounter people from Yuecheng who have been deceived by Time Angel... I will be prepared."

In the midst of his memories, Klein stood up, took the packaged dry food and the leather lantern, and walked to the side of Hermes.

One person and two angels bypassed the hills and continued to advance on the undulating plains.

After walking for a while, Medici suddenly stopped, made a gesture, and then pointed in another direction:

"It's hard to go ahead, let's change the direction."

Not easy to leave? For two angels in the Eastern Continent, how could there be any difficulty in traveling?

Klein was stunned and turned around with Hermes. Then he felt that the surroundings seemed a little cold, an abnormal coldness, as if it was freezing bones and spiritual bodies - this reminded him of the "God of Death" path.

He looked far into the distance and seemed to see a dark depression that looked like a road or a dry river.

Then he heard the sound of water.

"Is there a river here?" Klein was surprised. This was the first time he saw a river still flowing in the Eastern Continent.

The water here was flowing gurglingly, but when the dim light of the lights shone through, and when the high-altitude lightning lit up the area, Klein found that there was no water at all in the river bed, and the sound he just heard disappeared.

"The invisible river..." Klein took a deep look at the river and followed Hermes into the distance.

Moon City is far away.

TBC

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The ruins of the God War, the black monastery in reality.

In the gray square covered with traces of battle, footsteps suddenly appeared.

Someone quietly walked through the ruins of the God War and came here along the correct route to the door of the monastery. Immediately afterwards, the door of the empty monastery opened automatically, as if to welcome distinguished guests, welcoming the guests. Got in.

The visitor entered the monastery, walked to the bottom floor with almost no pause, and pushed open the dark black wooden door.

Behind the door is a hidden "darkness".

"It seems I have to speed up my pace." The visitor said, "This Sequence 5 body is a bit hard to use... very hard to use!"