Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

Eleanor liked Russell's tough and rough way of rushing into her body, which fully satisfied her desire to be conquered.

Eleanor's breathing subconsciously became heavy when she thought of Russell's arrogant orders and even the rough slaps on her delicate buttocks.

Therefore, Eleanor just gave Russell a seductive look.

Humph, as long as the master wants me to stay, I will stay with all my might. But please don't treat me like a lowly slave girl anymore.

Eleanor thought so without noticing that she subconsciously referred to Russell as the master in her mind.

Uh... maybe it would be nice to continue playing this kind of role-playing in bed, but I don’t want to stand behind my master for the whole day. My feet are sore!

Eleanor, who was eager to see her treatment improved, excitedly opened her brother's letter.

However, Conrad did not mention Eleanor at all. Eleanor's disappointment can be imagined, and her lips were pouted.

In the Burgundian royal family, with the support of her mother, Eleanor has always been spoiled. Even Conrad, the crown prince, is very tolerant of her.

Now her always weak brother did not mention her on his own initiative. Her Royal Highness the Princess was very unhappy and angry.

Then she received a hot slap on her butt.

Eleanor, who was already feeling wronged, raised her eyes in shock and anger, but met Russell's half-smile. She was startled, then her eyes quickly became gentle, and the anger in her heart disappeared unconsciously.

"You're showing disrespect to your master. Do you think you deserve a beating?"

"Yes."

Bang, another slap.

"What did you say?"

"Slave girl Eleanor, you are disrespectful to your master, you deserve to be beaten!"

Another fiery slap. Eleanor rubbed her legs awkwardly, but it didn't extinguish the fire in her heart.

"You're not in the mood. Speak louder. I can't hear you!"

Eleanor shouted, "Slave girl Eleanor, you are disrespectful to your master, you deserve to be beaten!"

"What else? What should you say after your master lectures you?"

"Thank you, Master!"

Russell laughed and pulled Eleanor, who was already in the mood, into his arms.

Eleanor let out a soft cry, then naturally spread her legs, put her arms around Russell's neck, jumped into his arms, and rode on Russell's legs who was sitting on the chair.

She twisted her hips and subconsciously rubbed them against Russell's legs.

Russell put his hand into the hem of her skirt and touched it. Hmm, Eleanor was indeed aroused.

Then Russell put his wet fingers into Eleanor's mouth, and Eleanor subconsciously began to suck them.

Her eyes were already blurry and beads of sweat were oozing from the tip of her nose.

At this moment, Eleanor felt her master's thick and hot treasure rubbing against her, but it was always unwilling to enter her and bring her the ultimate pleasure.

She raised her head anxiously and looked at Russell eagerly.

Russell slowly pulled his fingers out of Eleanor's mouth, which seemed to symbolize something. Eleanor became more anxious and eager, and her eyes were full of pleading.

"Don't be in a hurry. Before that, let me ask you a question, Eleanor." Russell said with a smile.

Russell had no psychological burden in tormenting Eleanor, because she had had bad intentions when she first approached him and his group.

"Yeah!" Eleanor nodded desperately and looked at Russell expectantly.

Russell knew that under such circumstances, she would definitely give him a satisfactory answer.

"If I have a conflict with your family, such as your father or your brother, which side will you stand on?"

Russell asked slowly, which really whetted Eleanor's appetite.

Eleanor's mouth was much faster than her brain, and she blurted out: "Master! Of course I stand on the master's side!"

Then Eleanor felt the fiery spear she had longed for penetrate her, and she sighed with satisfaction.

Huh? What did the master just ask me? It seems like he's going against Daddy?

Before Eleanor could come to her senses, she was overwhelmed by wave after wave of pleasure.

155 Ownership of the Manor

While Crown Prince Conrad was rushing to Meldorf, Friedmann, who was recovering from his injuries, also received a letter from the church.

The letter was sent by Bishop Grein, who, as the biggest advocate of limiting royal power within the Usedom Church, was very interested in the movements of the Walhausen family revealed by Friedman.

Therefore, Bishop Grein wrote to Knight Friedman, asking him to maintain good relations with Russell and Margaret. At the same time, he also asked Friedman to take good care of Lehman, the bell ringer of Meldorf, who was also Bishop Grein's "nephew".

The so-called nephew was actually the bishop's illegitimate son, and Friedman knew it very well.

However, internal resources are so tight that even if the bishop wants to arrange for his illegitimate son to live, he has to place him in a remote village like Meldorf to be a bell ringer.

Of course, since Bishop Grein asked Knight Friedman to "take good care of it" in a very sincere tone in the letter, it means that he has also set his sights on the manor that was once Heinrich's manor and is now ownerless.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to let his illegitimate son Leiman at least get a share of the profits.

After reading this letter, Friedman felt somewhat regretful.

In order to highlight his own achievements, he added several times more spice to the letters reporting to the church.

Obviously, the church took it for granted that the right to dispose of the manor property belonged to Friedman based on his self-proclaimed "achievements". At least Friedman was qualified to say who would come to the table to share the cake.

Bishop Grein's letters exemplify this idea.

So it was Friedman's turn to be in trouble.

If Friedman had really made great contributions as he boasted in the letter, then when Prince Conrad arrived in Meldorf and was responsible for handling the ownership of the Meldorf Manor, Friedman would naturally be able to meet Bishop Grein's expectations.

But if Friedman disappoints the bishop, his days will probably be difficult.

Friedman had no confidence in convincing Russell. After all, Russell was a living being. If he heard that a dignified bishop was actually mixed with countless selfish desires, not only had an illegitimate child, but also used his power to profit for his illegitimate child, he would be furious!

Friedman trembled with fear at the thought of this possibility.

Of course, this is because Friedman had to stay in bed these days because he was too weak. Otherwise, if he had visited Russell a few times, he would probably have discovered that Russell, who not only indulged in partying every night but also indulging in promiscuity during the day, was not his lover.

Then again, perhaps Friedman might have the illusion that the Lord does not consider lust to be a sin.

After all, anyone would think that someone of great importance was the one who could teach Princess Eleanor without any scruples in Usedom's territory without caring about the royal family's reputation.

Unfortunately, Friedman did not know this. He believed that the struggle between the church and the monarchy was based on justice, so he dared to put the matter before Russell, the "Lord".

But Friedman didn't have the courage to tell Russell about the bishop's selfish motives.

Friedman troubled himself for a long time, and then decided to start from the source of the matter. He decided to try to persuade the young bell ringer Lehman first, and then influence Bishop Grein through this illegitimate son.

Therefore, in order to express his sincerity, Friedman dragged his weak body out of the house and went to the church in Meldorf to find the young bell ringer Lehman.

At this moment, Leiman had just put down the letter from his "uncle" Bishop Grein. When he learned that he would finally have a piece of land to collect rent, he was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Lehman was not happy as a bell ringer in Meldorf.

It was unforgivable to Lehman that these crude yokels from Meldorf should laugh at what he had said, tease him for fun, and not take him seriously at all.

Leiman almost suspected that his illegitimate identity had been leaked, so these villagers looked at him with contempt and ridicule.

The young illegitimate child envied the knights of the Order very much. At least they could stand in the sun with dignity and show off their power to those ignorant country bumpkins.

If I own a piece of land and can be knighted, these country bumpkins would probably not dare to breathe in front of me, right?

Let's see if they dare to laugh at me then! Even if I say the sun is square, these rude, ignorant bastards will just nod in agreement!

More than once, Leiman imagined the scene of himself acquiring the land, which made him particularly impatient. He imagined the villagers who treated him like a clown and made fun of him, trembling under his power, and felt a sense of comfort.

The only person who was willing to listen to Lehman was Mark, a peer who could barely be considered a friend of Lehman.

The reason why it was said to be reluctant was purely because Lehman had never taken Mark seriously before. In Lehman's eyes, Mark was just an orphan picked up by a lowly cowherd.

If Lehman didn't need a companion who could listen to him, he wouldn't want to have much to do with this wild boy.

However, this rough and wild boy has now transformed himself into a descendant of the royal family, so he has easily become a friend and brother in Leiman's heart - this is called dealing with everyone equally.

As the saying goes, one isn't afraid of a brother's hardship, but only of his future. Even though Mark was also an illegitimate child, he was a royal illegitimate child. Such news further exacerbated Lehman's imbalance.

This forced Lehman to pretend not to know Mark when he was drafted by Russell to deal with the crime scene. He was even afraid that Mark would recognize him on the spot. This difference in status would make him so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.

Fortunately, Mark was indeed very weak and was almost completely in a coma, which greatly improved Lehman's self-esteem.

However, this did not prevent Lehman from secretly hoping that his "brother" would be seriously injured and die.

In order to take care of his fragile self-esteem, Leiman did not go to visit Mark, the "friend" he unilaterally recognized in his heart, in the past few days.

Of course, Lehman would never admit this. He found a perfect excuse for himself in his mind - Mark is weak now and needs to rest, so it is not appropriate to disturb him at this time.

After convincing himself in this way, Leiman stayed in the church with eager eyes until he received a letter from his father, who was a bishop, saying that Leiman would soon get his own land.

This made Lehman very excited.

Therefore, when Friedman dragged his weak body to the door - needless to say, Lehman had never visited him either, he was just his father's subordinate, so why should he visit him - Lehman was very happy.

Leiman even smiled at Friedman, a rare gesture, and spoke in a rare polite tone: "Mr. Friedman, why are you here? Have you recovered? Come on in."

"Oh, much better, much better. I'm recovering slowly." Friedman answered casually. Looking at Lehman who was in a good mood, his originally uneasy mood also calmed down a lot.

Very good, Leiman is in a good mood today, so I think things shouldn't be too difficult, right?

Friedman thought so.

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Thanks for the dark urging

156 Death of the Knight

"What did you say? The ownership of the manor depends more on that Russell?" Lehman shouted in disbelief. "This is the land of the Usedom people. What does it have to do with him, an Occitania?"

Things were not as optimistic as Friedman had imagined. Lehman's good mood disappeared as soon as he finished speaking. The bishop's illegitimate son became furious in almost an instant.

"This damn, uneducated, rude guy..." Lehman burst out with a string of swear words.

Friedman was so frightened that he quickly covered Lehman's mouth and said, "Shh, keep your voice down! Don't you see where we are? Don't say bad things about that person!"

Damn, this weak body makes it hard for me to even speak.

Friedman spoke haltingly and cursed the Black Princess in his heart for making him weak. He used up his last bit of strength and finally covered Leiman's mouth full of foul language.

Friedman's words and actions made Lehman barely calm down.

After all, Russell must be someone of considerable background to be able to make such a weak Friedman afraid of being told bad things about him, and even to the point of being so exhausted as to stop himself.

Lehman then looked at Friedman seriously and asked cautiously, "Russell? Who's the big shot behind him?"

Even the mere attempt to stop Lehman left Friedman, the once-mighty knight, breathless. He gasped for air, lamenting his own weakness, then, unable to speak, he raised his finger to the sky.

Leiman frowned. "I know he's a big shot from up there. I'm asking about his specific identity."

Just think higher, just think higher!

Friedman held his waist with one hand and raised the other hand a little higher, pointing upwards.

Lehman had no choice but to try to guess: "The Grand Duke of Occitania?"

Could it be that the land route between Occitania and Usedom has been reconnected recently? I haven't heard about it.

Friedman endured the soreness in his arms and raised them a little higher.

Higher than the Duke of Occitania?

Lehman was shocked, but he was somewhat grateful to Friedman.

"The royal family of Occitania? Even higher? Could he be the new king of Occitania?" Lehman frowned.

However, the arm was still pointing high to the sky.

Higher than the king?

Leiman couldn't help but stand straight, his tone becoming solemn and respectful. "Could it be His Holiness the Pope who has the secret to maintaining his youthful appearance?"