Baldwin's daughter, Viscount of Fort Clarifle, guardian of the North Gate of Vossam, mid-level mage and high mystic of the Ishali Temple, Baroness Elena Claudia Simonson, one of the most fascinating and feared women in Walsam and all of Candras. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Simonsons of Fort Clarion were vassals of Grand Duke Vossam and held the rank of viscount. The head of the previous generation of the family, Baldwin Sr., had no children under his knees, but in his twilight years, at the cost of his wife's death in childbirth, he got a talented and good-looking daughter, that is, Yelena. She showed a high talent for magic since she was a child, so she was sent by her father to the highest magical school: the Temple of Ishali in the Kakistan Empire in the Eastern Continent to study spells, but after the excavation of the academy education, within a few years she awakened an amazing potential, and her strength and thinking were disconnected at the same time, and Yelena became a mystic who lost control due to her fanatical pursuit of power, and was expelled from the temple. She returned to Fort Clarion nonchalantly, her father half to death, but what happened after that was even more shocking.

I don't know if it was the premature awakening of power that made her wild and rebellious, or if she originally had this unruly seed in her bones, when she was twenty-eight years old, she returned to her father less than a year ago, and slept with her father's knights. When the wives of the knights ran to old Baldwin to cry, the old man was at last furious, and died without breathing. Yelena was not married yet, so she rightfully inherited the title, from Miss Yelena to Lady Yelena.

After ascending to the throne, she continued to frantically search for and practice all kinds of powerful spells that had been banned, and her strength became more and more terrifying. This is the path that all mystics have to take, not to mention for the time being, and with the growth of power comes her terrifying lust/desire. Soon, her knights were so yellow and thin that they couldn't even wear their armor. However, this situation did not last long, Yelena was a smart person after all, and knew that a viscount without a knight was not even as good as an ordinary citizen, so she immediately stopped pestering them excessively, personally brought a lot of money to apologize to their wives, and then shifted the target of her desire to the other nobles of Vossam. It's really true, those counts, viscounts, barons, knights all bowed down under her skirt without exception, and even the three sons of the Lord of Warsam, the Archduke of Kimmel, were fascinated by her. Of course, these men weren't all stupid, and in some ways coveted her fiefdom: Hornfort stuck right at the northern gate of Vorsam, the only way to the royal capital of Tristram, and the tolls to and from the caravans alone were enough to make their lords rich. Therefore, those male nobles who have not yet married have a big dream of conquering Yelena to marry themselves with a tiger-like bane, so that the fat of Horn Fort will be in the pocket at the same time as the marriage contract.

Of course, Yelena knew this, and she didn't say anything, but used these sleeping connections to mix well in the aristocratic circle of the entire Candras, coupled with her super personal strength as a mystic, even in the royal capital Tristram, few people dared to underestimate her, a seemingly inconspicuous viscount.

At this time, this extraordinary woman was sitting at the round table in the council hall of the Esenhard Mansion, holding a wine glass and looking at the former god of the arena with a smile.

Yelena's temperament is very different from that of other nobles, although she is also dressed in gorgeous clothes and jewelry, she is always plain and does not apply powder. Her charm is innate, with her charming phoenix eyes, plump and lubricated red lips, and long wavy brown hair, all exuding a natural charm. Moreover, the maverick self-confidence in her eyes is difficult for other female nobles and even male nobles to have.

"I didn't expect your training ground to grow to this extent. Elena took a sip of her wine and put her glass down. It was an Anteystig-style beer, with a lot of bubbles and a taste very different from the usual ales in Candras, and Elena drank it for fun every time, but she wasn't very comfortable with it.

"But there are also a lot of problems. You're a good trainer and a very good coach, but you're not a successful businessman. Yelena said.

Esenhard nodded to Kaisson and motioned for him to go out.

There were only two people left in the house.

"You've focused too much on training the best and most loyal gladiators, and neglected business warfare. The competition between trainers is not only in terms of the strength of their gladiators. Elena took another sip of beer and said earnestly.

"I'm sorry, Baroness, I thought that with your care, I could focus on the gladiators......

"I can only help you deal with the nobles!" Elena tapped her glass twice on the table to emphasize, "There is more of a power struggle between the nobles, and there is no big conflict with you ordinary businessmen. The arena tournament hosted by the nobles is actually just a face, your gladiators can indeed fight a good fight, I will help you say a few words, so that they feel that your people will help them fight for more face, and it will be over. But business wars are not like this, you and other trainers are competitors, each other is ready to bring down the opponent, just the nobles like to watch the Isenhard family play is useless, think about it, if one day the merchants join forces to bring you down, the nobles will not be able to watch?"

"The Baroness has taught her a lesson. Isenhard said respectfully.

Yelena nodded: "Since Rixat became the champion, you have become the target of the various trainers of Wasam, you have been a bit too high-profile these days, except for today's game, the record is all wins, not to mention that although you lost the game today, you won the bowl full of momentum, those trainers and the consortium behind them should hate you to death, and when they completely abandon their prejudices and gather to deal with you, you should not be far from bankruptcy." 」

"But...... Is this trying to make me lose the game? If I do lose a few ugly games, I'm afraid the nobles should give up on me, right?"

"Of course not. Elena raised her glass and drank it all down, "You still have to win the game, but you have to spend some energy on your competitors!"

"How do I do that?" said Esenhard.

"It's simple, don't let them set fires. I hope you will watch the game on the podium today, and listen to what Zacamoto, Maxim and Francis have to say to each other. The contradictions between these people are very deep, make good use of them, let them continue to fight each other, and don't join forces against you. To do this, you'll need to develop a new breed of men: henchmen who can help you do shady things. They have to be clever enough, slippery enough, and insidious enough, but they have to be loyal to you. Make good use of them to investigate, study, provoke, and divide your opponents, so that you can take the initiative in your own hands and be invincible!"

Isenhard woke up from a dream: "I'll make arrangements right away. 」

"Besides, there are too few women in your mansion, and with the two big vases around you that you don't dare to touch, how can you make this big house man live?" said Yelena with a frown.

"This...... After every victory, I would hire a group of prostitutes to come in. And I think that if a man or a woman stays under the same roof for a long time, there will inevitably be problems, in case any gladiator or family member will lose more than he gains because of the woman's rebellion. 」

"That's why it's all the more necessary to arrange for some villains to keep track of their movements. Yelena laughed, "If you put this thing to good use, it will work better than my spells, and don't forget, you used to play this kind of trick quite slippery!"

"Uh......" Esenhard shook his head awkwardly, "that kind of thing...... Let's stop it from happening......

"No, that's one of your most brilliant strategies, and you should carry it forward, and you shouldn't keep it a secret. Listen to my advice: on the next market day, go to the dock and buy a batch of young female slaves, who are good-looking and can't be too smart, so that both they and the men who get involved with them in the future can be controlled!"

Isenhard was still hesitant: "It's a big deal, it's going to change the style of the whole family, I'll have to think about it. 」

Yelena stood up and said with a coquettish smile: "It's still a family style, you enjoy all your own glamorous blessings, but let the subordinates of the whole mansion be ascetics, it's too unauthentic, right?"

With that, she waved her hand violently, and the candle flame in the hall suddenly jumped to a height of more than a foot, illuminating the room as bright as day. Then, she sat down at the round table, lifted her skirt high, and spread her two snow-white long legs.

"Take off!" Yelena commanded as she looked at Esenhard and in a voice that would make you feel like she was in the bones.

......

On the training ground, Haishan's desperate and crazy laughter rang out for more than two hours before it stopped, and he was exhausted from tossing, so he fell asleep on the yellow sand.

In the dormitory, Zhang Long's ears always echoed Haishan's miserable laughter, and he couldn't sleep for a long time. Suddenly, another familiar and unfamiliar voice came, and he heard his blood tremble!

It was the cry of a woman at the peak of her happiness, but the owner of the voice was no ordinary woman! It was not a "coquettish" or "coquettish" at all, but wave after wave of wild beast-like howls that shook the roof tiles.

Who is this? Could it be the black pearl just now? She's quite spicy, and she matches this voice...... Oh, no, didn't Isenhard himself be reluctant to touch her?

But this voice saved Zhang Long's sleep, he was so overjoyed that he finally couldn't stay up, and he didn't care that there were so many muscular reckless men sleeping around him, he took out the root of the bane and shot hard, and fell asleep.

In the council chamber, the candles burned out, leaving only the cold moonlight shining silently.

Yelena straightened her skirt and walked to the window to look at the training ground, where Hayson was lying in a very decadent and comatose state.

"Who's that guy?" she asked, looking back.

Isenhard gasped tiredly and said, "A newcomer who has just been designated as a safari, he is not very good at cheating. 」

"Your henchman has been found. The corners of Elena's mouth curled up.