July 1495 of the New Yuan calendar.

Three months have passed since the effective date of the Agreement between the Terrasu-Rosevia Empire and the Ovidis-Tree Elf Court, and the space-time tunnel between the two realms has been completed early under the pressure of a huge gap in jihadist pensions.

With the flow of trade, destitute tree spirits flocked to Atlasu in search of a new life and destiny. Since the two worlds collided and communicated thousands of years ago, the gap between their living environments was not large, and after paying the price of 30% of death, more than 50,000 tree elves had to endure various complications of adaptation.

Among them, nearly 20,000 tree elves are elite warriors, and after a month of training and splitting, they will be stationed as foreign mercenaries in the Southern Wilderness Swamp for a long time to fight against the increasingly rampant jungle barbarians.

Most of the remaining 30,000 tree elves could not survive, and after signing harsh contracts with the tribal leaders for the sake of sunlight and food, they were forced to leave their hometown and drift to the legendary human world full of fresh milk and nectar to survive.

The whole empire, from the top to the lower echelons, affirmed the cabinet's plan to conquer the country, and the capitalists benefited from the trade between the two realms, and with the massive dumping of goods, the lower wage-workers and farmers also benefited. The conscription of Tree Elf warriors to guard the frontier has put less pressure on the finances of the financially stretched Empire, allowing it to concentrate more on suppressing the Papal State.

Although some people have questioned the policy of mercenaries stationed in southern Xinjiang, it is easy to cause the tail of the tree elves to be too big, and demand that the threshold for obtaining land be raised or the contract for land grant altogether cancelled. Faced with this request, the cabinet bigwigs could only smile bitterly and shake their heads. There is no land to take root. Why should they fight with the black barbarians?

Dryads are poor. But they're not stupid.

However, this kind of public opinion has been suppressed, in addition to the real benefits, the appearance of the tree elves is also a big plus, although they are really poor, but they are all handsome men and beautiful women, slender and flexible, very in line with human aesthetics.

And after a thousand years of fighting, the tree elves are getting weaker and weaker. As long as the empire survives the weakening period after this great blood loss, not to mention 20,000 tree elves, even 2 million can be slaughtered.

Due to their physical appearance and hard work (mainly the former), the Dryads easily integrated into human society, and in terms of quality of life, they got everything they could only dream of.

Merely...... There was also a terrible price to pay.

Since the appearance of these beautiful creatures with pointed ears in Atlasu, the middle and upper echelons of the empire have set off a wave of ** and Rakpa tree elves, regardless of gender, and gradually evolved into a terrible phenomenon in short supply.

Where there is demand, there is naturally interest. Of course, if there are interests, there will be people who will seize the opportunity, under the manipulation of these people. More than 90% of the more than 30,000 tree elves have become the playthings of nobles and capitalists.

......

Gaul, the empire's second only wealthy province to the Apennines and Asia, was bustling with pedestrians even late at night.

A beautiful lady walked into the club in the heart of the city, she wore light makeup, covered her face with a silk scarf, wore a long green dress, her figure was slender and well-proportioned, her hair was delicately combed to the back of her head, and she looked like a daughter of a celebrity in high society.

Walking into the foyer of the club, her elegant temperament immediately disappeared without a trace, becoming tense and tight.

John, who had been successfully promoted by the dedication of the beauty, had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Aisha coming over, he quickly nodded and leaned over, and said with a smile:

"You're finally here, Mr. Charles and the guests have been waiting for you for a long time, come inside!"

The interior of the club is not large, the décor is relatively low-key, and the interior is dark, so it is clear that this is not a regular entertainment venue.

At John's request, Aisha wears a silver eye patch and a pointed chin, which makes her look extremely beautiful.

Due to the rigid rules, the female waiters here also wear a variety of masks, wear elegant costumes, and carry trays up and down the hall.

"Aisha, my sweetheart, come here. Charles's voice came from afar, and his voice was full of admiration.

After receiving the tree elf Aisha, this old gentleman in his forties was like a second spring, and his speech and demeanor were full of vitality and enthusiasm.

In his words, it is the flame of true love that brings itself back to life.

She smiled shyly, walked quickly to the other party's side, carefully separated some distance, and sat next to Charles.

"Mr. Dainch, this is Miss Aisha, the best of mine here. Charles didn't care about Aisha's restraint at all, hugged the other party's soft waist, and introduced to the guest.

"Hello, Miss Aisha. Dainch smiled at her.

"Hello, Mr. Dainch. Aisha lowered her head and replied gently.

"You and I are old friends, and we know each other well, so I'll get straight to the point, I hope Aisha can play the role of Madame Einzberen in your script, do you think it's okay?"

Charles took a puff on his cigar and turned his head to look at the guard behind him, who immediately took out a gold coupon and placed it on the table of the black glass coffee table.

"Mr. Charles, this is a bit late, the dean has already appointed a candidate, I'm sorry. Dainch didn't look at the gold coupon on the table, and his face showed embarrassment.

"That's why I've consulted with you because I've named a candidate. Charles spat out a smoke ring, put his left hand against the gold coupon on the table, and delivered it to the other party:

"Look at the numbers, I promise I won't disappoint you. ”

“......”

Dainqi glanced at the gold ticket, and was immediately frightened by the series of numbers on it, and asked nervously: "Mr. Charles, with all due respect, this money is enough to cover the entire cost of the whole show, why are you ......?"

"Because I promised Aisha that I would make her popular all over Gaul, and even all over the country. The old gentleman laughed, took Aisha Subai's hand, and kissed it heavily

"......" Miss Dryad blushed and said nothing.

"In order to fulfill my promise, I have flipped through hundreds of volumes of scripts, and only Mr. Dainqi your Destiny Zero has this potential, money is just a number for me, I hope you will fulfill my wishes. ”

He looked at the silent Dainqi and continued: "As far as I know, the copyright of this script is still in your hands, and if you speak, even the director of the theater has to think about it." ”

"Yes. ”

Dainch pondered for a moment and slowly exhaled: "I will do my best, but I have to let Miss Aisha go to the audition with me, and the rest depends on her talent." ”

"Thank you very much. Charles looked satisfied and raised his glass:

"Cheers to our friendship. ”

"Cheers. He smiled and raised his glass.

......

Inside a private carriage inlaid with a gold family coat of arms.

"Dainch is one of the best screenwriters in recent years, every volume of the script can be a hit, and there are countless excellent actors who are popular, as long as there are his scripts, plus my financial resources, it is only a matter of time before Aisha becomes popular all over Gaul. Charles hugged Aisha with a smell of alcohol and said vaguely.

"Thank you. Her thin lips moved slightly, and she said in a voice that only she could hear.

"Mr. Charles, today is Madame's birthday, and she asks you to come home for dinner. The voice of the attendant came from outside the carriage.

"It's another birthday, how many birthdays a year she has, don't worry about her!" the old gentleman suddenly became angry, and did not hide his disgust at all.

"You'd better go back. Aisha looked at him timidly.

"Leave her alone. ”

Charles tore open his shirt vigorously, took Miss Tree Elf into his arms, and said contentedly, "Let's go, let's go to our house...... ...... with Marta"

"Hmm. Her expression was serene and docile.

"In addition to that, I have a gift for you. ”

The old gentleman observed the other party's expression, and said with a smile:

"I hired three tutors for Marta to teach her etiquette, martial arts, and literature, which would help her integrate into society. ”

"Thank you. Aisha looked at him gently, just the right amount of emotion.

"Hahahaha. ”

Charles laughed again, he hadn't laughed so happily in a long time, and looked at Miss Dryad dotingly.

In the dimly lit carriage, Aisha's complexion appeared whiter, like the luster of porcelain, and in contrast, her thin lips were only faintly bloody, and her beautiful blue eyes were extremely clear.

"Aisha, you are so beautiful. He muttered obsessively.

"Let's go, I want to see Marta soon. She leaned down on the old gentleman's chest and pleaded

"Okay, good, let's go!"

Charles can be said to be responsive to Aisha's needs, even if the other party wants the moon, he will find a way to buy it in the market.

“......”

Miss Tree Elf narrowed her eyes obediently, and a hint of coldness flashed in an instant.

Aisha knew very well that there was no turning back, and when she came to the human world, it was as if she was stuck in a quagmire, inevitably swallowed up in the sludge.

Fortunately, this man loves himself very much, and even dotes on Marta, but she clearly knows that these are all illusory, and the so-called promises will one day be turned into waste paper.

Only what you have mastered is real.

In order to come to the human world, Aisha also owed a huge foreign debt from the chief, although Charles promised to pay it for himself, but who can be sure of the future.

One day she will lose her favor, and when that time comes, where else can she go?

For his own sake, for Marta's sake, he must be ruthless and take as much profit as possible from this man's hands. (To be continued......)