I, the yellow-haired noble, hypnotize the beautiful wife from another world

The old earl was shocked: "How could they just take out a legendary warrior so easily?!"

As he was trembling inwardly, the head maid Roberia was about to take a step forward and finish him off, but was stopped by Aslan:

"Robelia."

He called the head maid by her name.

After hearing the boy's call, the head maid who had just been as strong as a monster quickly stopped her actions and backed up behind Aslan.

"Well done." Aslan's praise made Roberia smile with genuine admiration. At the same time, Aslan also took off his disguise.

The magic that Yelena's mother had prepared for him, which could lower his appearance by one level in case he got into trouble, was revoked at this moment. The incomparable handsomeness and high spirits of the god of wind made the old count opposite him frightened for a moment.

"That is to say, it is very regrettable, Earl Celt. In a sense, I still admire you a little."

Saying this, Aslan stepped forward: "Goodbye." The Frost Sword was suddenly unsheathed and pierced the old earl's throat.

However, the vitality of the master-level martial arts masters was extremely strong, and the old earl, whose legs were cut off and his throat was pierced, did not die for a while.

He looked at Aslan intently, straight in the eye, and then asked, "Knowles, what will be the future of the Knowles family?"

Aslan did not answer his question directly: "In Heaven, watch all this carefully, Count."

After that, the old earl's body fell down with a "thump". At the same time, the cleanup of the opponents of the Knowles family began.

Chapter 52: Do something big! Increase rapidly! Power, power!

As the old earl roared and rushed towards Aslan, the battle against the opposition of the Norse family had begun in the surroundings. Several portals opened, and a large number of armed puppet maids holding halberds filed out of the portals and surrounded the opposition nobles and their guards at the fastest speed.

In addition to these armed puppet maids holding halberds, a group of armed puppet maids holding dwarven muskets appeared at the railing on the second floor of the main hall. The heavy rune muskets, which needed a stand even for dwarves to use, were held flat in the hands of the armed puppet maids, with the fuse lit, ready to fire at any time.

This sudden change caught many nobles off guard.

"This is a trap!"

Some nobles roared and tried to rush out with their guards, but before they could do so, they were slashed by the halberds and shot by the muskets of the armed puppet maids, and fell to the ground with their eyes wide open. More nobles looked around with fear and panic.

Although these maids wore maid skirts, aprons and small leather shoes or boots, and looked quite cute and even somewhat funny, the aura of killing emanating from their bodies was more terrifying than any army. Considering Yelena's identity and the inhumanity of these combat maids, the nobles were sure that these beautiful maids must be killing machines created by the Ice Witch.

And this is indeed the case.

"Gentlemen, the war has begun. And you have already lost."

The last group of nobles who chose to fight were defeated by Aslan's combat puppet maids like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

At the same time, Aslan spoke to these people in a high-spirited but somewhat frivolous tone:

“At this very moment, your fiefdom and castle are being attacked by the Norse orthodox.

The true ruler of House Knowles is slaughtering your pathetic guards without mercy.

It won’t be long before the entire Dukedom of Eldran will be completely under the hands of its true master, just like the Dukedom of Kirtland.

And you, you call yourselves loyal subjects of Norse, but I only see evil and greed in your eyes. You are pathetic, hateful scums who drag the entire territory into war for your own selfish desires.

I should have killed you all, but, after all, I am a merciful man, and Duke Luvia is pleading for you.

Under these circumstances, I am still willing to give you one last chance."

"Surrender, or die. Your choice."

As Aslan spoke, more battle maids, and more golems were marching with the army loyal to Lady Eremeo.

Under the influence of powerful magic, these armies directly destroyed the defensive barriers of each castle, and then used teleportation to directly cross the castle defenses that the rebellious nobles had painstakingly built and entered the castles.

The troops were indeed stronger than the rebellious nobles in terms of deliberate surprise attack and combat effectiveness. Although the rebellious nobles were ready for battle when they went to Eldburg, it would take some time. Therefore, these castles did not gather all the knights and loyal gentry, armed yeoman soldiers and their followers, and serf soldiers. In terms of military strength, they were far inferior to the troops of Eremeo and Yelena.

With such triple advantages, the battle was completely crushing and easy, and we won a great victory.

Annex, annex, and then annex.

The nobles who opposed the movement were defeated in the shortest possible time. The petty nobles, knights and squires who were loyal to them were either killed or captured if they did not quickly change their allegiance. Their lands were taken in exchange for the lands of the Duchess of Eremmeo.

Then, the administrative officials, judges and sheriffs disguised by the puppet maids took office under the suspicious eyes of the knights and nobles loyal to Eremeo.

As King Aslan was standing there, looking down at these nobles who were already at the end of their rope, the fighting, or rather the chaos, in the entire Norse territory was also rapidly subsiding at an unimaginable speed.

The power is growing.

Aslan's power was increasing. At the same time, he could feel that his destiny was constantly increasing - this was because he actually controlled the two duchies - even though most of the hundreds of thousands of people in these two duchies had only white destiny.

In fact, the "change of rulers" can only affect the lowest level of ordinary white civilians. It cannot even affect the middle class, gentry, small merchants and handicraftsmen of green quality.

But the base number of hundreds of thousands still gave Aslan unparalleled benefits.

Even with the most common white quality, only one hundred people gave Aslan a little destiny - and if Aslan did not [completely] change their destiny, one hundred people only gave Aslan one tenth of the destiny.

But with a population of 600,000 or 700,000, it still makes 673 points of destiny an incomparable sum of money! Such a huge number is something that Aslan couldn't get even with all his efforts before!

This caused Aslan's power to increase dramatically! Increase dramatically! Increase dramatically!!! Is there anything in this world that can stop him?! Is there anything in this fucking world that can stop him?!?!?!

Aslan: "What is your answer? My patience is limited!!!"

Aslan, full of vigor and vitality, spoke loudly and mercilessly.

At this moment, he was not worried about the impending war.

The Durakans in the east, the Weiss family in the west, and even the small princes in the south. If they think the civil strife of the Norse family is their chance, then let them come! Aslan will beat them one by one to their knees! Aslan will turn them all into his slaves! ! ! !

Under Aslan's coercion, the Norse noble opposition present looked at each other, and finally knelt down helplessly in front of Aslan.

"We surrender, Baron." Although they were unwilling, they still chose to surrender.

"Very good, you made the right choice."

As he said this, Aslan snapped his fingers, and the miserable corpse of the old Earl Celt floated up from the ground under the effect of magic. The miserable corpse was quickly pieced together under the effect of Aslan. Then, Earl Celt opened his eyes again, and after a brief surprise, he knelt in front of Aslan like the most devout believer and the most loyal minister:

"Long live the great, invincible Marshal Aslan, the commander-in-chief of the army and navy of the two territories, the chief keeper of the seal, and the chancellor of the court! Your most loyal servant Celt awaits your orders."

"Proclaim it to all Elderrans, Count."

Aslan said in a clear voice: "Announce to them that the Norse family has entered a new era. From today on, the two territories will be directly under the jurisdiction of Duke Eremeo. At the same time, Miss Luvia will become the first heir to the two territories.

From now on, the Knowles family will no longer have disputes, and everyone will unite as one to build a great cause! ! "

Chapter 53: Pick up the young lady by the waist!

After Aslan finished speaking in such an impassioned tone, all the nobles present, as well as their guards, no longer had any morale or desire to resist.

Especially when they saw the old Earl Celt come back to life and kneel devoutly in front of Aslan, and when they looked at the young man in front of them who was so glorious, so heroic, and so dazzling as the sun, everyone felt their own insignificance and Aslan's greatness.

There are people in this world who are destined to achieve great things.

Aslan Frost has such a destiny.

Although this destiny did not come from Heaven or the illusory Gods but from his own power, the final result was no different.

The young man looked around and saw that everyone around him expressed his submission to him, and finally he smiled happily.

“Hehe, hahaha, hahahahahahaha!!!”

After laughing heartily, the young man waved his hand and said, “Next, please stay in Eldburg for a few more days, and when the outside world is peaceful, you can return to your territory.

Of course, there will be some punishment for your disobedience to the Duke. Your fiefdoms will be reduced, and I hope you will take this as a warning in the future.

Don't worry, everyone. As long as the Nors family is united, the development of the Northern Territory will make progress. How can Duke Erimeo be stingy with rewards for his meritorious officials?"

"Well, that's all for today - Lord Celt!"

"The old minister is here."

"I'll trouble you to go and pacify the various places in Eldran."

"The old minister obeyed."

After saying this, he stood up and strode out, seeming to be more eager than anyone else to complete the task of his monarch Aslan. As for the future of the Norse family, the survival of the Norse family, he had completely thrown it behind his mind and didn't care at all.

This scene made the surrounding Norse opposition nobles feel chilled to the bone, but they dared not speak out - no, now they were the "loyal" nobles again.

At least until Aslan shows signs of defeat, they will continue to support and be loyal to Aslan, and tremble under the threat of this terrible tyrant.

Yes, although Aslan did not mean to leave the Duchess of Eremeo, everyone felt that the Duchess of Eremeo would be Aslan's puppet. Even if she was not now, she would definitely be in the future.

After all, the strength that Aslan is showing now and his enthusiasm for power are totally unlike what a loyal subject should be like.

What surprised people even more was that after saying and settling everything, Aslan actually turned around, picked up Luvia, who was still standing there in a daze, and then walked towards the bedroom with a happy smile.

"Aslan?!"

Miss Luvia screamed, but did not struggle or say anything. Instead, she buried her head in Aslan's chest, as if she had agreed.

It wasn't until Aslan entered the bedroom, threw her on the bed, and began to take off her clothes that the eldest lady came to her senses.

"Wait a moment, Aslan, I have a little, a little..."

She was still a little overwhelmed.

When Aslan stood in the center of the stage, appearing extremely confident and arrogant, Luvia was fascinated and fascinated by him, but she also felt some worry and fear.

These fears were so multifaceted that she couldn't fully explain them at once.

Some were worried about themselves, some were worried about Aslan, and some were worried about the things between her and Aslan. All this made her feel that she should talk to Aslan again at this time, even if she couldn't explain it clearly, just venting her emotions might be good.

However, Aslan had no intention of communicating with her further.

“I’m the happiest today.”

He hugged the beautiful woman's body and said, "All problems have been solved - ah, no, there are also the Durakan family and the Weiss family.

If they are arrogant and stupid enough, they will surely launch a foolish attack on us - but it doesn't matter, we will be the winners in the end, there is no doubt about that."

"But, but..."

"But what else? Changes? Do you think I went a little too far today, or do you think I changed too much?"

"Do you think I've changed this land and the old rules too much, or am I the one who has changed too much?"

"..."

Luvia was silent. The look she gave Aslan showed that what he had just said was true, and that was what she thought.

"It's okay, Luvia, it's okay." The boy held her in his arms: "We have enough power to change all this. We will make things move in a good direction.

We will complete the great work that our predecessors have not done. All we have to do is be a little braver - I think you are a smart and brave girl, right? "

"Yes, but..."

"But it's too fast, isn't it?"

"..."

"Well, that's true, but faster speed means faster approach to the goal, and we have more time to do other meaningful things, right?"

The boy smiled and said, "Besides, we haven't made any mistakes yet, Luvia. All we have to do now is celebrate and cheer. As for what comes next, we can do it tomorrow."

As he said this, Aslan lifted Luvia's chin slightly frivolously. This obviously provocative action also made Luvia's breathing become a little heavier.

"So what is our relationship?" Luvia couldn't help but speak as Aslan continued to take off his clothes.

The eldest lady is still the eldest lady after all. At times like this, she is not as straightforward as Riven.

"You are the woman I love... Well, this dress is really hard to take off."

"No, I mean, what is the relationship between you and me?!"

"We are still classmates, friends, and business partners."

"——Do you believe I will bite you if you do this again?"

"Okay, okay, side room."

"——Or a concubine?!"

"Yes."

"——I am the heir of the Norse family, one of the most powerful noble families in the entire empire! You want me to be your concubine? Who do you want to be your principal wife? The queen?!"

"It's not impossible—"

Aslan was hit by Luvia's pillow in the middle of his words.

"Go to hell you bastard!"

"Aslan, hey, hey, please talk it over without using violence."

"I told you to go to hell. You flirted with the queen, are you going to flirt with the goddess next?!"

"It's not impossible after all I've said it."