Chapter 0 Prologue, Kingdom Strife

A scholar once said that the history of the kingdom was paved with the blood of countless princes and princesses, and the golden palaces, countless treasures and new clothes were glued with resentment, and those born in the emperor's house would one day face the baptism of blood and corpses. This is a fateful arrangement, and there must be endless costs to the food, after all, from the perspective of God, there are no characters in the world who fully enjoy life, because they do not allow it.

Romeo and Juliet, Anna Karenina, The Resurrection, The Count of Monte Cristo, La Traviata, The Little Match Girl, and War and Peace produced countless great scholars, but also countless tragic stories.

The progress of civilization is inevitably accompanied by the blood of the pioneers and the death of countless weak people, that is the era of cannibalism, only the strong can control their own destiny, the weak only have the share of silent prayer, in such an era a new light is quietly growing, silently sprouting....

In mid-May 3017, when a large number of troops were gradually gathering towards London, the capital of Falin, the nobles of the kingdom were quietly taking sides.

Adamant the Great, a once hot-blooded king, became famous on the continent for his iron-blooded knightly style, making the Kingdom of Farin the most powerful country among the three alliances, but heroes will eventually usher in the end, people will eventually die, and the last years of the lion are miserable waiting for death? Maybe Adaman doesn't think so, he has 3 sons and 2 daughters, he doesn't mind that the successor is a woman, but the successor must support the country independently, he acquiesced to everyone's small actions, and sat quietly on the throne to watch, after all, he also came over like this, the lion will only leave the strongest cub to raise, so that he can survive in an environment full of jackals, tigers and leopards.

There is a social guru who once said, "The nobles who can live in the royal capital are the real nobles." This adage has been passed down to this day. Of course, this is also a wise saying, when the rural nobles are still worried about this year's harvest in the territory, the nobles of the royal capital have long been enjoying the food and gentleness, money is just a number for them, even if they sit on the mountain and eat the empty mountain is enough to get away for a few lifetimes.

There are many flower streets and willow alleys, two of which are the most famous, Greek Street and Lysée Street in Soho, near which are aristocratic residential areas, and it takes a lot of money and contacts to open a fancy leisure house here, and Lishe Street is the street with the most merchants, and the people are quite mixed, one is dedicated to serving the aristocracy and the other is dedicated to serving the public.

No matter what era it is, women will always be weak, and this is not the Battle Queens Alliance, not the Antarctic Ice Field, women have no right to speak, but just a valuable commodity. If a commoner wants to change his fate and soar to the sky, if a beautiful woman wants to live a worry-free life in the royal capital, she must either marry a good man or become a **socialite, beauty is value.

Eating and drinking**, this is the primal instinct.

In a secluded high-end room of the "Heaven and Earth" leisure club on Greek Street, several nobles were listening to the sound of delight, and a group of beautiful Linghu girls were dancing coquettishly, they were charming, with outstanding figures and graceful postures, a pair of seductive long legs flashing with seductive white light, and the plump and powerful thighs did not know what it was like to clamp the waist. The ears and fluffy tails are the favorite of the nobles, their eyes like peach blossoms are crystal clear and translucent, as if they can speak, and a few white teeth stretch out of the seductive cherry mouth and bite gently, looking at it makes people drool and desire.

This tempting group of uncleaned goblins...

From the whole continent, there are two races that will not appear too ugly women, one is an elf and the other is a spirit fox.

If you talk about the kung fu in bed alone, the Spirit Fox Clan has an advantage, and the price of an elf slave alone is 1,000 times higher than that of a Spirit Fox slave, and the stubborn and arrogant elf is not so easy to succumb.

"I didn't expect Du Ruide to have a connection with the demon clan, it turns out that he is not from the Qiulls family at all, and the manpower and material resources that have funded him over the years have been wasted, which is simply hateful. One of the youngest nobles slammed the silver glass on the table and said angrily.

As the man became angry, the music quietly stopped, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to be angry with the man, and here he was the biggest one. The girls of the Spirit Fox Clan trembled with fright, and the anger of the men meant that they were going to face the beating of their bosses, that they had no food, that they were going to die. The collar around his neck has a tracking magic that cannot be removed, and if he tries to escape, he will face several days of torture until he dies. The wailing would not attract anyone's sympathy in the slightest, only for the perverts to continue to torment the poor women with excited expressions.

The eldest nobleman next to him waved his hand gently, and the unrelated person quietly walked out, and some words could not be passed on or heard.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, Du Ruide is just a small problem and we only have one-way contact with him, the most important thing is that the batch of military supplies, a discerning person can know at a glance that it is a product of the royal capital. The spies reported that Count Jennings didn't get anything, only that it could fall on the baron named Arthur, and we could find a way to absorb him or kill him. “

After hearing this, the young nobleman straightened the silk shirt on his body with disdain, glanced at his most trusted subordinate with a slight raised eyebrow, and said arrogantly: "If the wind is still alive, I still have the idea to absorb him, a waste who has been treated as an idiot since he was a child, does not know magic and sword skills, but he has taken shit luck to get Avalon's favor, and he deserves me to absorb him." What are you doing with the poor baron's absorption, will it help the throne? ”

"Your Majesty, I agree with the teacher, after all, this Baron Arthur captured the Viscount's Saya City with only a dozen people, which is enough to show that his military talent is far beyond ordinary people. A young man in a college uniform whispered.

The young nobleman waved his hand and smiled at the man in the academy costume: "You don't have to worry about these things now, you stay by the eldest brother's side honestly, don't let him suspect that you are my person, otherwise you and your sister will not survive." Lawrence, my brother is just kind on the surface, but he is stingy on the inside. A country nobleman who dares to order 10 gold coins to collect the people is not very smart, but since you and Aobo are both interested in him, let's see how he performs in the royal capital. ”

With that, he left his seat, and the few remaining nobles walked out of the room, leaving only the two who had just spoken.

The young student named Lawrence poured his mentor a glass of wine and asked in a low voice, "Do you really think he's a good fit for that position?"

"There is no suitability, as long as you win, you are the most suitable candidate, you have to remember one thing, the tree should hold the thickest, although the prince's temper is a little capricious, but he will not treat his subordinates badly, if the eldest prince sits on the throne, it will not be necessarily. Aobo said with a smile.