Whining......

A deafening whistle sounded, and Renard awoke from his slumber and opened his eyes, where a bright ray of sunlight was shining through the window on his delicate little leather boots.

He got up and stretched, found the calendar on the wall, and tore off a page.

A new day begins.

He went to the bathroom first, took a shower in the bathroom of less than three square meters, then changed into clean clothes and sat down at the table waiting for breakfast.

If breakfast doesn't arrive in time, he'll stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the expanse of the sea and the seabirds that fly freely with the cruise ship.

Gently push open the window, and the sea breeze mixed with the fresh morning air swarms in, sweeping away the tiredness of the night.

"Good morning, Lord Renard, your breakfast has arrived. The delicately dressed hostess entered with a dining cart and a slight flush on her cheeks.

Renard went back to the table, tied up a napkin, picked up a knife and fork, and didn't even forget to tip a silver coin in the dining car before the meal began.

"A life of luxury!" he thought to himself.

After breakfast, Renard habitually patted Miss Manners's upturned buttocks: "If you have time, come to me in the evening." ”

With that, he walked out of the room.

The first night actually asked for ten gold coins, and Renard felt that he might be wronged, but what did it taste......

Hehe, don't talk about it.

Betty put away the silver coins on the table and began to meticulously clean the room, and when she made the bed, she deliberately placed the red-stained sheets under the table.

There was a little loss on her face, this must be her last voyage.

As a luxury cruise ship, there are naturally corresponding rules on board.

For example, the hostess who waits for the guests in the luxury cabin are carefully selected, not only the face and body should be one in a million, but the most important thing is the virgin body, so as to ensure that the guests with distinguished status can bring the top enjoyment.

Of course, if it is a female passenger, there are more majestic and powerful men waiting for you.

Anyway, after last night's madness, Betty is no longer eligible to be a deluxe hostess and will have to be relegated to the premium cabin if she still wants to be on the ship.

She didn't want to wait for those stupid roe deer, so she decided to get off the ship with the guests when she got to the port of Montreal, and then return to her hometown to live a safe and happy life with the money she had saved.

She now has nearly eighteen gold coins and dozens of silver coins in her hand, except for a small part of the salary, the rest are from rewards, of which Renard's overnight expenses account for the majority.

It would be good if she became the other party's official wife, or it would be good to find a small nobleman in the countryside to marry and have children in the future, so that she could also live in high society.

Of course, Betty didn't have any hope for this, and even after getting used to seeing the ugly faces of the nobles who liked the new and hated the old, she felt that as long as she could find a man who could be reasonable and could live.

All kinds of thoughts collide with each other in my head, and finally disappear into invisibility.

Renard didn't know what the other party was thinking, he was going to the restaurant now, not to eat, but to drink tea and chat with the other guests.

It's only been five days now, which means that the voyage has just begun, and if you don't find something to do, I'm afraid you'll get sick.

"Mr. Renard, it's a pleasure to meet you again. He had just arrived at the door of the restaurant when a gentle but somewhat strange voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Renard turned his head to see a man in a white robe with a turban wrapped around his head and round-framed eyes on his face, standing not far away and greeting him.

"Good morning, Your Excellency Viscount Ashley. Seeing this middle-aged man dressed like an Arab, he immediately nodded and smiled, and at the same time bowed down very politely.

Viscount Ashley is a friend Renard made on the ship, from the desert nation of Albia.

It was an ancient empire with a history of thousands of years of civilization, second only to the Empire of Constantinople in terms of land area, but because most of the land was desert, it was extremely barren.

However, the people of the Albian Empire were not poor, even very rich, because the difficult conditions of survival fostered their tenacity and adventurous spirit.

It was the Albians who were the first to explore the seas and the New World, and it was they who first discovered Middle-earth, then the Eastern and Western continents, and finally connected the whole world.

The adventurous spirit of the Albians has made them dare to take on any challenge, and their brilliant minds have made the sea a place of gold for them.

Every Albian is a shrewd merchant who travels as far as their rich fame spreads all over the world.

Viscount Ashley was a very good merchant, and it is not difficult to see from his title.

Because in the Albian Empire, titles were purchased with money and were only valid for three years.

So how much does the viscount title cost for the next three years? a full five hundred gold coins!

And if you have money, you may not be able to buy it, you must have money at the same time, have a certain industry and contacts in other countries or even other continents, and the business must be prosperous.

Every year the Emperor of Albia sends someone to investigate, and if it is found that your business is not doing well, or that your business partner is too low-level, then sorry, your title may be revoked.

According to Ashley himself, he had been in the position of viscount for more than a decade, ready to compete for the title of earl after a relaxing trip around the continent.

His tone was very proud, even arrogant: "I have established very good contacts with the Honeysuckle Chamber of Commerce in your Arthur Kingdom, the Saint Laurent Chamber of Commerce in Rowling Kingdom, and the Fike Chamber of Commerce in the Duchy of Bashir. ”

"I can't spend all the money I earn every year now, oh great Allah, when will I not bother with how to spend it?"

Renard did not suspect that the other party's words were false, because as far as he knew, the other party bought more than 300 gold coins for the luxury ferry tickets around the continent, and the maids, servants, and guards brought more than 30 of them, and all the tickets they bought were high-end tickets.

Not to mention anything else, the ticket alone cost nearly 4,000 gold coins, and even his personal bodyguard lived in the second room of the luxury ship, which was a legendary warrior.

Where is this local tyrant! It's simply the God of Wealth!

However, such people abound in Albia, and Ashley set a horrific record of losing 10,000 gold coins a night for three consecutive nights at the Evelina Casino, and this record has not been broken for more than a year

Howe!

So in order not to lose face in front of this hero, Renard described himself as the heir of the Duncan family, that is, the future Duke.

In this way, it is just barely an equal to the other party.

Ashley didn't doubt it, after all, everyone knew that the barren land was a poor country, especially a businessman like him, who knew what it was like there.

Born in that kind of place, he can still be so generous, and he must be a great nobleman.