When Roland woke up in the morning, it was not Tyre who served him, but an older maid.
Walking out of the bedroom, Chief Knight Carter is waiting for him outside the door.
Your Highness, I have to tell you a sad news, and he said in a deep voice, Your maid died last night.
What?Roland's eyelids twitched. Although he had known this was the result, he still felt a little uncomfortable.After all, this person died because of him.
She fell from the balcony of the room. There were no signs of fighting on the scene, and the guards did not see outsiders coming in and out.So... it should be that she accidentally fell, which was an accident.The Knight reported the results of the investigation.
In this era, it is normal for a prince to have sex with his maids around him. There are few entertainment activities and there is almost no nightlife. If you have enough food and have nothing to do, you will naturally think about creating a person.
Not only did they create it themselves, but they also exchange women between the princes and the upper nobles, and even gathered together to create a party for people, so it is not just a joke to be a mess in your circle.
The fourth prince was quite restrained in this convenience. After Roland, he had never even touched a woman except Tyre, and the other maids were of a very poor level.
In addition, after traveling through time, he had to face the evil moon, and his mind was almost filled with farming plans, and he had no time to enjoy the noble life of the romance.
It's really a pity. Roland pretended to be regretful. Leave Tyre's funeral to the elderly maid who served me this morning.She is the new maid.
Cardi nodded and bowed and left.
As soon as Roland stepped into the office, he saw the nightingale sitting on the mahogany table.
Have you asked something?
There was nothing, she committed suicide when she saw me. Her tone was a little depressed, too fast, without even the slightest hesitation.
You didn't even control her?Roland walked around the other person and sat back on the chair.
I tied her up, and the nightingale leaned over with her body, who would have thought there was poison hidden in her teeth.I had to pretend that an unexpected fall was caused.
I thought you were experienced and would be embarrassed to receive a reward just like that?
Hey, don't say that. Although I didn't ask anything from her, it doesn't mean I got nothing. Nightingale chuckled twice, put a folded piece of paper in front of Roland, and found it from her room.
Roland spread out the paper and it was a letter from home. The sender called Tyre the sister, and the content was just ordinary chat.
However, he noticed that the other party mentioned the sea many times, such as the beautiful scenery by the sea, and she likes to stay on the beach and watch the sunset the most.
At the end of the letter, she asked her sister when she would come back. She missed her sister very much.
Thinking of the territory of several brothers and sisters, Roland is uncertain about the authenticity, Sister Three Kings in Bishui Port?
Maybe that's the case, your two brothers can't see the sea.According to my speculation, the third prince daughter, Garcia Wimbledon, held her sister as a hostage in her hand and treated her as a hidden pawn.Judging from her decisive style of committing suicide, it is unlikely that it was arranged at will.In other words, before being placed next to you, she had received at least two to three years of relevant training.
Roland sighed softly, and it turns out that the battle for the king would not end so easily.
Even if he doesn't fight, it doesn't mean he's out of the matter.
For the throne, his brothers and sisters had no worries at all, and similar things might happen again in the future.
Ah, someone is here.I'll say goodbye first, Your Highness.
The nightingale blew out at Roland as teasingly, and then disappeared out of thin air in a blink of an eye.
Although it was not the first time I met, Roland was shocked by playing in broad daylight.
He hesitated for a while, and tentatively stretched out his fingers to the empty table, but he touched a soft piece of softness through the fabric. A hand that felt soft was pressed on the back of his hand. Your Highness, you will make Anna sad if you do this.
Well, it seems her ability is to be invisible rather than disappear, Roland thought, otherwise it would be terrible.
There was a knock on the door outside, Your Highness, I am Barov.
Roland withdrew his fingers, returned to his expressionless face, and came in.
The assistant minister walked into the office with a large bundle of files, and before he could even sit down, he began to report on the government affairs situation for nearly a week.
Roland also put away his thoughts and listened to him with concentration.
After more than a month of influence, he found that he could keep up with the other party's rhythm, rather than being dizzy at the beginning, completely confused.
Suddenly, Roland felt a warm and smooth little hand reaching into his crotch. He looked down and saw that there was nothing. He knew it must be the Nightingale, but Barov was reporting on his work. Roland was not easy to have an attack, so he had to put one hand under the table to stop the Nightingale, but Nightingale's other hand grabbed his hand, and he couldn't break free.
Nightingale stopped Roland's resistance, and then boldly took out Roland's, but it was not erect. Nightingale's soft and soft-shoulder gently held the scrotum and blew a few breaths.
Roland couldn't break free, so he had to give up. The beautiful face of Nightingale appeared in his mind. Although he couldn't see it now, he thought of the pretty face facing his lower body, even close to him. His blood surged up and he suddenly raised his head and crossed a piece of softness.
Although it was just a short touch, Roland still had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Where did he meet?jaw?tip of the nose?still?Lips?
The soft little hands began to stroke up and down, with neither light nor heavy force. Although they were unfamiliar, they were quite serious. The fingers also rubbed the glans from time to time and gently pressed the urethra and vas deferens. Roland jumped and almost ejaculated.
Fortunately, Roland's predecessor was very experienced and the body left to him was not bad in terms of sexual tolerance, which made him not have such a big ugly in front of Nightingale.
As if he was a little dissatisfied with Roland's failure to ejaculate, Nightingale let go of the other hand that suppressed Roland and massaged his scrotum. At this time, Roland had no intention of resisting, and the pleasure gathered in his lower body, from the glans to the vagina, was treated gently.
In the office, Barov talked freely about the government affairs of the border town. Roland seemed to listen carefully to the report, but his attention was all focused.
Although it was invisible, Nightingale's hands were indeed wandering on the stick, stroking every inch of her skin, pressing the swelling vas deferens until the middle of the scrotum, and then pressing the sliding eggs in the scrotum with his thumb. He exerted a little force, and a slight swelling and pain came, making Roland feel even more itchy, as if the stored semen was about to be squeezed out.
Just as Roland tried his best to resist the desire to ejaculate, the warm and wet touch wrapped the glans, and a small smooth tongue flexibly pushed away the urethra and licked the sensitive inner wall.
Roland's defense line collapsed with a sudden stimulation, and the white semen was shot out violently, but as soon as it came out of the urethra, there was no trace. Roland knew that all of these semen was shot into Nightingale's little mouth.
After ejaculating more than a dozen streams of semen, Roland felt a thumb, and from the root, he squeezed the remaining semen out bit by bit along the vas deferens, and his glans was licked clean by the soft tongue. Finally, his lower body was gently stuffed into his crotch and tied his belt, as if nothing had happened. Roland knew that this was Nightingale's apology for not being able to capture Tyre alive.
Looking at Barov at the end of the report, Roland said with shamelessness that he had just been distracted and asked Barov to report it again.
Barov had a black thread, and Roland smiled awkwardly, thinking that he would have to make some compensation in the future.
After listening to the report again, Roland generally understood the situation.
In general, Bianfeng Town's finances have improved to a certain extent, mainly because they have obtained nearly 200 golden dragons after selling the ore and gemstones to Liuye Town.
After the money was used to buy food and pay wages, ninety pieces remained.
Barov was also in a high mood and had spare money in his hands, so it would not be too difficult to survive this winter.
But Roland is destined not to let him be idle. I want to select a group of people from the leaders to fight against the evil beasts. They must gather together for training from now on.The instructor is my chief knight, and I will explain the specific situation to him.If you want to make a purchase plan, this group of people must have strong leather armor and a long spear, and two sets of winter clothes that can be replaced.
Your Highness, this...as usual, isn't it a temporary recruitment of entrusted people to fight?
The team that goes to the battlefield without training is just a group of mobs. Can people scare away evil beasts by relying on how many people are?It is even more troublesome to disintegrate.
Are you really planning to defend the border town?Barov asked hesitantly.
If you really can't defend it, of course you will retreat, but I don't think we can't even deal with a few mutant beasts.
If you do it according to your plan, you will have to spend another extra money.
The other party's stingy look made Roland laugh. These are all necessary expenses, so go and do it quickly.
He still has more than 300 golden dragons in his own vault, which are mainly used to pay for the cost of building the city wall.
The materials and components required for ordering the steam engine from the Blacksmith shop were also paid by himself. The first one cost about twenty golden dragons, and he needed at least three more.
The steam engine promoted the first industrial revolution, which is true, but it does not mean that the steam engine is equivalent to the industrial revolution.
Historically, Britain has developed to a desperate need for a new impetus to replace people and livestock to meet mining production.
After Watt improved the steam engine, it immediately received a massive order, and this new power also became popular in various industries in a very short period of time.
At this time, the border town had no foundation for the industrial revolution at all, and it can even be said that even industry did not exist.
Therefore, Roland did not expect to make his first pot of gold by selling steam engines. He only wanted to invest this kind of machine in the Beishan mine area for mine pulling and gravel.
After the mine output increases, expanding the scale of steam engine use is equivalent to promoting industrial development from top to bottom.
Walking out of the bedroom, Chief Knight Carter is waiting for him outside the door.
Your Highness, I have to tell you a sad news, and he said in a deep voice, Your maid died last night.
What?Roland's eyelids twitched. Although he had known this was the result, he still felt a little uncomfortable.After all, this person died because of him.
She fell from the balcony of the room. There were no signs of fighting on the scene, and the guards did not see outsiders coming in and out.So... it should be that she accidentally fell, which was an accident.The Knight reported the results of the investigation.
In this era, it is normal for a prince to have sex with his maids around him. There are few entertainment activities and there is almost no nightlife. If you have enough food and have nothing to do, you will naturally think about creating a person.
Not only did they create it themselves, but they also exchange women between the princes and the upper nobles, and even gathered together to create a party for people, so it is not just a joke to be a mess in your circle.
The fourth prince was quite restrained in this convenience. After Roland, he had never even touched a woman except Tyre, and the other maids were of a very poor level.
In addition, after traveling through time, he had to face the evil moon, and his mind was almost filled with farming plans, and he had no time to enjoy the noble life of the romance.
It's really a pity. Roland pretended to be regretful. Leave Tyre's funeral to the elderly maid who served me this morning.She is the new maid.
Cardi nodded and bowed and left.
As soon as Roland stepped into the office, he saw the nightingale sitting on the mahogany table.
Have you asked something?
There was nothing, she committed suicide when she saw me. Her tone was a little depressed, too fast, without even the slightest hesitation.
You didn't even control her?Roland walked around the other person and sat back on the chair.
I tied her up, and the nightingale leaned over with her body, who would have thought there was poison hidden in her teeth.I had to pretend that an unexpected fall was caused.
I thought you were experienced and would be embarrassed to receive a reward just like that?
Hey, don't say that. Although I didn't ask anything from her, it doesn't mean I got nothing. Nightingale chuckled twice, put a folded piece of paper in front of Roland, and found it from her room.
Roland spread out the paper and it was a letter from home. The sender called Tyre the sister, and the content was just ordinary chat.
However, he noticed that the other party mentioned the sea many times, such as the beautiful scenery by the sea, and she likes to stay on the beach and watch the sunset the most.
At the end of the letter, she asked her sister when she would come back. She missed her sister very much.
Thinking of the territory of several brothers and sisters, Roland is uncertain about the authenticity, Sister Three Kings in Bishui Port?
Maybe that's the case, your two brothers can't see the sea.According to my speculation, the third prince daughter, Garcia Wimbledon, held her sister as a hostage in her hand and treated her as a hidden pawn.Judging from her decisive style of committing suicide, it is unlikely that it was arranged at will.In other words, before being placed next to you, she had received at least two to three years of relevant training.
Roland sighed softly, and it turns out that the battle for the king would not end so easily.
Even if he doesn't fight, it doesn't mean he's out of the matter.
For the throne, his brothers and sisters had no worries at all, and similar things might happen again in the future.
Ah, someone is here.I'll say goodbye first, Your Highness.
The nightingale blew out at Roland as teasingly, and then disappeared out of thin air in a blink of an eye.
Although it was not the first time I met, Roland was shocked by playing in broad daylight.
He hesitated for a while, and tentatively stretched out his fingers to the empty table, but he touched a soft piece of softness through the fabric. A hand that felt soft was pressed on the back of his hand. Your Highness, you will make Anna sad if you do this.
Well, it seems her ability is to be invisible rather than disappear, Roland thought, otherwise it would be terrible.
There was a knock on the door outside, Your Highness, I am Barov.
Roland withdrew his fingers, returned to his expressionless face, and came in.
The assistant minister walked into the office with a large bundle of files, and before he could even sit down, he began to report on the government affairs situation for nearly a week.
Roland also put away his thoughts and listened to him with concentration.
After more than a month of influence, he found that he could keep up with the other party's rhythm, rather than being dizzy at the beginning, completely confused.
Suddenly, Roland felt a warm and smooth little hand reaching into his crotch. He looked down and saw that there was nothing. He knew it must be the Nightingale, but Barov was reporting on his work. Roland was not easy to have an attack, so he had to put one hand under the table to stop the Nightingale, but Nightingale's other hand grabbed his hand, and he couldn't break free.
Nightingale stopped Roland's resistance, and then boldly took out Roland's, but it was not erect. Nightingale's soft and soft-shoulder gently held the scrotum and blew a few breaths.
Roland couldn't break free, so he had to give up. The beautiful face of Nightingale appeared in his mind. Although he couldn't see it now, he thought of the pretty face facing his lower body, even close to him. His blood surged up and he suddenly raised his head and crossed a piece of softness.
Although it was just a short touch, Roland still had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Where did he meet?jaw?tip of the nose?still?Lips?
The soft little hands began to stroke up and down, with neither light nor heavy force. Although they were unfamiliar, they were quite serious. The fingers also rubbed the glans from time to time and gently pressed the urethra and vas deferens. Roland jumped and almost ejaculated.
Fortunately, Roland's predecessor was very experienced and the body left to him was not bad in terms of sexual tolerance, which made him not have such a big ugly in front of Nightingale.
As if he was a little dissatisfied with Roland's failure to ejaculate, Nightingale let go of the other hand that suppressed Roland and massaged his scrotum. At this time, Roland had no intention of resisting, and the pleasure gathered in his lower body, from the glans to the vagina, was treated gently.
In the office, Barov talked freely about the government affairs of the border town. Roland seemed to listen carefully to the report, but his attention was all focused.
Although it was invisible, Nightingale's hands were indeed wandering on the stick, stroking every inch of her skin, pressing the swelling vas deferens until the middle of the scrotum, and then pressing the sliding eggs in the scrotum with his thumb. He exerted a little force, and a slight swelling and pain came, making Roland feel even more itchy, as if the stored semen was about to be squeezed out.
Just as Roland tried his best to resist the desire to ejaculate, the warm and wet touch wrapped the glans, and a small smooth tongue flexibly pushed away the urethra and licked the sensitive inner wall.
Roland's defense line collapsed with a sudden stimulation, and the white semen was shot out violently, but as soon as it came out of the urethra, there was no trace. Roland knew that all of these semen was shot into Nightingale's little mouth.
After ejaculating more than a dozen streams of semen, Roland felt a thumb, and from the root, he squeezed the remaining semen out bit by bit along the vas deferens, and his glans was licked clean by the soft tongue. Finally, his lower body was gently stuffed into his crotch and tied his belt, as if nothing had happened. Roland knew that this was Nightingale's apology for not being able to capture Tyre alive.
Looking at Barov at the end of the report, Roland said with shamelessness that he had just been distracted and asked Barov to report it again.
Barov had a black thread, and Roland smiled awkwardly, thinking that he would have to make some compensation in the future.
After listening to the report again, Roland generally understood the situation.
In general, Bianfeng Town's finances have improved to a certain extent, mainly because they have obtained nearly 200 golden dragons after selling the ore and gemstones to Liuye Town.
After the money was used to buy food and pay wages, ninety pieces remained.
Barov was also in a high mood and had spare money in his hands, so it would not be too difficult to survive this winter.
But Roland is destined not to let him be idle. I want to select a group of people from the leaders to fight against the evil beasts. They must gather together for training from now on.The instructor is my chief knight, and I will explain the specific situation to him.If you want to make a purchase plan, this group of people must have strong leather armor and a long spear, and two sets of winter clothes that can be replaced.
Your Highness, this...as usual, isn't it a temporary recruitment of entrusted people to fight?
The team that goes to the battlefield without training is just a group of mobs. Can people scare away evil beasts by relying on how many people are?It is even more troublesome to disintegrate.
Are you really planning to defend the border town?Barov asked hesitantly.
If you really can't defend it, of course you will retreat, but I don't think we can't even deal with a few mutant beasts.
If you do it according to your plan, you will have to spend another extra money.
The other party's stingy look made Roland laugh. These are all necessary expenses, so go and do it quickly.
He still has more than 300 golden dragons in his own vault, which are mainly used to pay for the cost of building the city wall.
The materials and components required for ordering the steam engine from the Blacksmith shop were also paid by himself. The first one cost about twenty golden dragons, and he needed at least three more.
The steam engine promoted the first industrial revolution, which is true, but it does not mean that the steam engine is equivalent to the industrial revolution.
Historically, Britain has developed to a desperate need for a new impetus to replace people and livestock to meet mining production.
After Watt improved the steam engine, it immediately received a massive order, and this new power also became popular in various industries in a very short period of time.
At this time, the border town had no foundation for the industrial revolution at all, and it can even be said that even industry did not exist.
Therefore, Roland did not expect to make his first pot of gold by selling steam engines. He only wanted to invest this kind of machine in the Beishan mine area for mine pulling and gravel.
After the mine output increases, expanding the scale of steam engine use is equivalent to promoting industrial development from top to bottom.
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