Blonde George walks the streets of Free City Victoria, and the last time he visited, most of the streets of Free City Victoria were dirt roads, and when it rained, they would get drenched.

But now those dirt roads have become very beautiful stone roads, and not only that, but there are also some paths, even paved with gravel, and although the floor of the foot is a little painful to walk to school, it is much better than most city roads from an aesthetic point of view, and those Victorians are still constantly beating the road or beautifying their urban environment.

It can be seen that the Queen of the Free City of Victoria is a person who likes a clean and tidy environment, otherwise she would not have hired so many workers to specialize in urban greening.

He thought so at first, but when he saw a large number of goblins and elves doing the same work, the blonde George couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Shouldn't these elves and elves do jobs that are more in line with their race, such as enchantments or potions? Isn't it a bit too wasteful to let them do the hard work?

Not only is it limited to urban greening, those goblins and elves even act as porters, lumberjacks, etc., and they can be seen in many labor and work places.

This completely subverted the perception of the blonde George, the last time he spent in the Victorian Free City was not particularly long, but this time the longer he stayed in the Victorian Free City, the more he discovered this strange place in the free city.

Those pretentious races are not what they should be.

For example, an elf can kneel down to another human player for a piece of equipment, and still shout Daddy in his mouth.

If it had been before, the blonde George didn't believe that such a thing would happen at all, but this was all he saw with his own eyes, but this was not the most important thing, the most important thing was that an elf actually came to him, hoping to ask the blonde George to help introduce the marriage of the nobles.

The so-called aristocratic marriage is to hope that the blonde George can introduce a female nobleman with the right to inherit to her as his wife.

That's right, it's her.

When the blonde George made it clear that she was rejecting her gender, the elf looked disappointed, and said to himself:

"What are you doing, I would have chosen the male number if I knew it!"

At first, the blonde George didn't care, but it was as if a switch had been flipped on in some kind of way, and more and more Victorians began to find him and ask for the same thing.

The blonde George was also forced to help them start introducing their partners, and vaguely, the blonde George seemed to have become Victoria's matchmaker.

As a nobleman, he still has some connections, although he is now joining the Free City of Victoria, but he is only dissatisfied with the leadership of the Kingdom of God, and those nobles below, what should they do with him, or what kind of dealings, these will not change.

Those elves or humans are very handsome and beautiful.

For those human nobles, if they can win an elf wife, it is still very face-saving, and for those women who are excluded from the marginal position by the family, they may only be a dozen heirs in line with the family.

Basically, it is impossible to inherit a noble title in this life, and a woman like this is very happy to hire a handsome husband.

Of course, it's best if it's an elf.

Within a few days, the blonde George helped the handsome men and women of the elves introduce several aristocratic husbands, nobles, wives and so on.

As for the payment, the blonde George did not receive any payment, he is now a nobleman of the Free City of Victoria, and those who found him also claimed to be the nobles of the Free City of Victoria, and also took him to their territory.

There are people with territories, of course, nobles, and the blonde George does not have any doubts about their identity.

And after that, something happened that caused the blonde George to feel a great headache.

After those Victorians entered or married into aristocratic families, the heirs of that nobility began to die one after another.

Not only that, but their husbands or wives can become unusually reticent, and whenever someone asks about their wedding night, they will become very irritable, frustrated, angry, and even break down and cry.

What happened, others didn't know, and they didn't dare to ask.

If it was just a few spare efforts, it could be said to be an accident, but every Victorian marriage, such a thing happened.

That only shows that it is the problem of the Victorians.

The nobles soon severed contact with the Victorians, and not only that, but small conflicts soon ensued.

The knights, loyal to the noble families, took up their weapons and killed the Victorians.

This was followed by the revenge of the Victorians.

Killing and being killed is constantly taking place.

And most of the aristocratic families who attacked the Victorians ended up very miserable.

The Victorians would flood their territory, killing all the cabinets that resisted with a single pole, and if they didn't, they would tie them up and take them back to their own territory as their own people.

Who would have believed that these Victorians would have no fear of taking their enemies back as their subjects, and even letting them work and collect taxes.

In the eyes of the blonde George, this kind of operation is simply - there is no one to sass.

In any case, the reputation of the blonde George is completely stinky among these nobles, and it is basically impossible to get him to continue to help introduce people.

It was the same with those Victorians, and now the surrounding nobles hated those Victorians as much as flies.

But on the other hand, it is the local common people.

The aristocracy, as the hedonists of the upper class, of course, needed to rely on the oppression of the common people to obtain the goods they needed.

Although the common people don't usually say much, their hearts are still very disgusted with the blessings of the nobles.

Look at Victoria next door, where the aristocracy is as warm as the spring breeze, and the common people are strictly taxed according to the rules.

Not only that, but the taxes they collect are not used for their own pleasures, but for the construction of their territory, and if a house is unsafe or unsightly, they will use the money to renovate that person's house to a certain extent, or even rebuild one.

What a good lord!